Growing youth is a beautiful music, growing youth is a colorful picture, growing youth is an impassioned poem. And I, in the process of growing up, have more knowledge about the overturned five-flavor bottle. While enjoying the happiness, I realized the growing pains more.

When I changed from an innocent pupil to an enviable "outsider from the south", I was surrounded by flowers and applause. I walk like a fly and often laugh in my dreams. My mother always touches my head with a serious face, and then touches my forehead a few times, with a suspicious face. Alas, how can she understand my heart? How can the joy brought by the honor of "first prize" be compared with the stimulation of "outsiders from the south"?

However, the joy of growing up doesn't always take care of me. No, here comes the trouble. The unexpected guest came with such ferocity that I was unprepared. There are many experts here, and my grades have plummeted!

I failed in the English exam this mid-term exam! My English has dropped from the top of primary school to Sun Shan now, which makes me dumbfounded. I can't tell whether it is wronged or not. I think I have mastered all subjects, especially English, which is my strong point. I clearly remember: I can cope without previewing before class, I can answer almost the same questions without paying attention after class, and I can do almost all the exercises after class. However, the unsatisfactory test results made me completely depressed: that's how primary schools learn, isn't it? My heart is more chaotic than a wool ball scratched by a cat; I am more at a loss than a lonely goose; Worried than a deer in the dead ice and snow ... now, what should I do? It is said that catching up and catching up, even if there is rock-solid determination and passion, but after all, the gap is too big. It's like I'm trapped in an endless bottomless swamp I've been expecting to regain my confidence in the next exam, but when I think of 74 points, I suddenly can't breathe, as if I were on my back. Alas, I have to blame growth. If only I were still in primary school!

Looking at me at a loss, my mother said earnestly, "You should also thank growth, because it gives you thinking, and setbacks can exercise your will." At this moment, I am like a person who has been blind for many years. Caged birds die; People drifting in the vast sea discovered the new continent. Like magma, hope emerged from the volcano that had been sleeping for a long time in my heart and ignited my passion with a blazing flame. Yes! When you grow up, how can you still look at problems with the thinking of primary school students? How can you treat middle school learning with a game attitude? Do not believe that you can't go upstream in this fast-flowing river of achievements!

Although the process of growing up has brought me troubles and troubles, it has also given me confidence and courage. This sudden trouble gradually makes me at a loss, and the setbacks in my growth will constantly hone my will and inspire my fighting spirit. I firmly believe that only after experiencing wind and rain can I describe the most beautiful rainbow in my growing youth!

Growing pains, sweet pains!

Composition on growth: growing pains 20 compositions with 800 words.

Childhood is like a winding river with many small waves on the surface. In these waves, there are joys and sorrows, as well as troubles. Today, I will pick a small wave of troubles to tell you.

One day, my mother bought me some corn beans. I sat on the sofa and watched TV while eating corn beans. At this moment, I heard a bang. I felt a toothache and tears welled up in my eyes at once. What happened? I rushed to the mirror and looked, oh, my God! One of my big teeth is still in my mouth, but it has become two petals. I was stunned by this sudden thing, and my heart was very flustered. What should I do? I will become a toothless person. No, I have to hide, or my parents will take me to the hospital, and I won't even eat corn beans. When I was eating, I was so lucky that I didn't let my parents find out the problem. When I gargled after dinner, I lost a tooth. Before going to bed at night, I prayed to God that the other tooth would fall out. Sure enough, after getting up, as I expected, my other tooth also fell out. Haha, I'm so lucky. But the good times didn't last long, and bad luck came again.

Because I lost my big tooth last time, I can only eat with my other tooth. On the third night, when I was eating, my canine teeth suddenly hurt. After eating, I secretly touched my fangs in front of the mirror. God, my fangs are loose again. God, earth, you can't be cruel to me! I lost a big tooth the day before yesterday. Am I going to lose another canine tooth today? No, we have to keep hiding. However, I subconsciously put my tongue on my fangs and was accidentally discovered by my father. He asked me what I was doing. It seems that my plan to cheat the world has been discovered and I can only tell my parents. I walked slowly to my parents, bowed my head and said falteringly, "Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, my big teeth fell out the day before yesterday, and today my canine teeth fell out again." I was afraid that you would take me to the hospital, so I didn't tell you Please forgive me. " Hearing this, the mother quickly said, "Let me have a look, son. What's wrong? " ? Oh, it's changing its teeth. See if new teeth are growing. "I opened my mouth carefully, but the tragedy happened: my mother gently dialed the tooth with her finger, and the canine tooth jumped and fell to the ground. I feel a pain in my mouth. I was very angry. I hit my mother twice on the back and said, "Give me my tooth, give me my tooth." Mom smiled and said, "Son, I can't blame you. I can't help it if New Tooth wants to accompany you! ""Dad smiled and said to me, "Son, you are so lucky that you don't have to go to the hospital for tooth extraction." After that, he resumed his serious look and said to me, "son, everyone will grow up and change their teeth." Although the process is a bit painful, the new tooth will grow up with you, eat delicious food and bring you happiness! " Mother also said, "Son, I'll make you some soft food these days." Seeing that my parents care about me, I feel that the place where I lost my tooth seems to be less painful.

Yes, there are happiness and troubles on the way to growth, just like dad said, pain and happiness.

Composition about growth: It feels good to grow up. Write 800 words.

Life is a thick book, and every page records the footprints of people's growth. Childhood is a dream; A teenager is a painting; Youth is a poem. -inscription

The wind chimes of the years have been shaking and shaking, and unconsciously, they have been ups and downs for sixteen spring and autumn. Grandma said, "I haven't seen you for a few days. This child has really grown up and grown taller. " Mother said: "I finally grew up and understood the hard work of my parents." "The teacher said," You have grown up, and now you can take the initiative to study. "... I also feel that I have really grown up and become more and more mature.

"Teacher, when can I grow up?" In the file of kindergarten growth, I left my immature voice. Colorful comic books give me endless fun. When I was a child, I always wanted to grow up quickly. At that time, I just wanted to live independently when I grew up and not be "oppressed" by my parents. Breakfast is made by my parents, clothes are worn by my parents, and the bed is managed by my parents ... Although my parents gave me a lot of warmth, I feel that everything is not my own. Therefore, I am eager to grow up, eager to grow up quickly.

Flowers bloom and fall, autumn wind and autumn rain, and another autumn comes naturally. Finally, I am in the fourth grade of primary school. My mother said to me, "You are no longer young. Take care of yourself in life." So, I have my own small world-a three-square-meter hut. This is really exciting. I finally have my own home and can take care of myself. In this small world, reading has become my greatest pleasure. Watching the Gadfly, I can't help but be moved by the family that I can't give up. Watching the science fiction "Mysterious World" makes me flap my imagination, adding some mystery and beauty to the story. I am intoxicated in the sea of books. Books are the source of wisdom and the ladder of human progress. Accompanied by Mo Yunshu, I grew up day by day.

"Flowers will reopen one day, and people are no longer young." When the rain and dew in the flower season moistened my heart, I gradually matured. I stepped into the threshold of junior high school life. This is the life I really yearn for. I remember that night when I first lived on campus, I was so excited that I didn't sleep well all night, although I felt a little sad at home. At school, I not only learned the mystery of nature and the beauty of the space world, but also learned how to be a man. I joke with my friends and feel free. Because I found wings that can fly, how steel was tempered made me stronger.

Looking back on the past days, I left a series of crooked footprints on the road of growth, with pain and joy, enrichment and loss. Although I miss my childhood paradise, I still hope to grow up. "The ancient and modern scrolls will never be seen, and a window will send a fleeting time." I want to pick the waves of wisdom, constantly enrich, enrich and improve myself, and live every day happily and meaningfully in the reverie and expectation of a better life.

"It feels good to grow up!" In my growth file, I wrote down my motto.

76 essays on growth

Growing up, I added 800 words to a mature composition.

The evening breeze blows the curtains slowly, and the day will pass again. I sat next to the computer, my fingers tapped flexibly on the keyboard, and beautiful songs came from time to time in the stereo. "I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to grow up, and when I grow up, it's gone." This song "I don't want to grow up" aroused my question: What does it mean to lose it? So my hand began to click "Start"-"My Computer"-"Growing Memory" involuntarily. Then, all kinds of photos are displayed on the screen. I saw some files called "First Climb" and "First Climb …". I just clicked a photo, and my mood drifted farther and farther …

A lovely little girl, with two pigtails, is riding on her father's back, holding her father's ear and laughing happily. Two small tiger teeth set off her majesty. This is when I was five years old. Seeing this photo, I couldn't help laughing and recalling the scene at that time.

"Baby, will your parents take you to Lingyan Temple?" I'm happy to say yes. In this way, a family of three arrived at Lingyan Temple. At the foot of the mountain, dad said, "You have to climb by yourself, or we won't go up." I said confidently, "I'll climb up by myself. I can climb faster than you. " So, we started to climb the mountain, which was the first mountain in my life. Why is this mountain so difficult to fear? Why are there mountains? Really tired! When I was a child, I thought. Then I sat on the ground and said, "I won't climb." Then I started crying again. Dad had no choice but to climb behind my back. I cried and laughed. From time to time, he grabbed my dad's ear and shouted, "Drive! Drive! Drive! " Mom took out her camera and photographed this moment. After the memory, I smiled with satisfaction. Does it mean childish? be

Look at me in the mirror again. My hair style has changed into a neat ponytail and I have a pair of glasses on my nose. My eyes seem to be full of wisdom and maturity. I am no longer the arrogant and ridiculous me, but I have become steady. I smiled confidently, although a little narcissistic, but my mouth was full of maturity. Pick up a pen and start writing my growth diary. Page after page in the log, although the handwriting is not very neat, it is more serious than the previous pages. Now I no longer think about fairy tales without seconds, but always think about learning.

"Baby! Help mom throw garbage! " Cried the mother. "Hey, go at once." After collecting the garbage, I walked on the road, and the night breeze blew my hair again. I have grown up, although my mother's name has not changed, although I am still active ... ...

In the flower season, I am more mature and less immature, and my growth continues!

Growing pains 2 800-word composition.

Growing pains The road to growth is broad and full of joys and sorrows. Happiness is like bright stars on a summer night, but troubles are like sticky candy that sticks to you without discussion. Whenever I am covered with sticky candy, my body and mind are always exhausted. I am particularly anxious these days. There is always a nameless fire burning in my heart and I am tired of everything. It seems that everything in the world is demonstrating to me, and my mother's nagging has aggravated my troubles. Get up in the morning, wash, read books and read English for a while. At this time, my mother's nagging came from the kitchen: "read English loudly, don't hum like a mosquito." Li Yang's English is crazy. If you can't learn English well in the future, it must have something to do with your morning reading. " It's great that your English is not good. Your cousin didn't go to graduate school because she was four points short of English. If she didn't take the postgraduate entrance examination, it would be hard to find a job! Since English is the main course, it must be good to learn it well ... "Why don't you read a little louder today?" Where are you going? Angry! I keep writing on English books with my fingers: boring, boring, boring ... nagging all day, only nagging, "I'm bored, bored, bored recently ... I try to restrain myself from blurting out these words, so as not to cause a" big war "." I frowned and looked at the time on the electronic watch skipping bit by bit, and my anger was suppressed by me. After breakfast, as soon as I put my schoolbag on my back, my mother's nagging followed: "Red scarf, kettle, don't forget to bring the reading label. Have you brought all the textbooks?" "Also, take the school bus and sit in the row behind the driver. Very safe! Close your eyes and have a rest in the car. Don't talk nonsense with those girls in the car. Go to school and hurry into the classroom. Don't stay at the door any longer ... "A string of nagging surrounded me, making my ears cocoon, and I fell backwards! I have no choice but to think: when can I pull my mother's mouth up and pull it open when I use it, so I don't have to pull it again, so I don't have to nag here, as if I were a one-year-old kid who nagged all day and my mouth was not tired? In the face of my mother's nagging, the only thing I can do is to keep my mouth shut and filter my ears automatically, otherwise adolescence will hit menopause, and I will be in trouble. Thinking of this, a lot of question marks popped up in my mind: I know my mother cares about me, but why can't I change my methods? When I failed in the exam, she nagged me a lot. Does she know how I feel? When I have something happy to share with her, she beats me with nagging like "Don't do something unrelated to study". Does she think I'm being poured cold water on by the most important person in my world? When ... "Little boy, don't worry, freedom is like the wind ..." Every time I sing this song, I can't help but think: When can I get rid of the pain caused by my troubles?

Appreciation of semi-propositional composition on the topic of "growth needs composition": growth needs careful care of 800-word composition

One day, due to excitement, I casually turned over a selection of poems: Yuan is light and vulgar, suburban island is thin, with thousands of gestures, but self-confidence is overwhelming. Suddenly, there was dynamic music from the next room. In contrast, it was the children in the next room who learned to sing hot love songs. Disappointed, disappointed! I can't help feeling: I must not lose my cultural accomplishment and humanistic care in the process of growing up.

A closer look at the present society can not help but increase anxiety. Poetry and songs gave way to popular songs, while Beijing Opera and Kunqu Opera gave way to Japanese and Korean dramas. Goethe and Kant are hard to find, and romance and martial arts are popular. If it is a nightmare of obscenity and violence, it is collusion. Can't bear to see, can't bear to listen. Without the influence of culture, there is no sound personality; If there is no sound personality, there is no ambition in the chest; A man without ambition. What is this? If the whole country is natural, the country is not a country.

At present, some famous songs and sentences have been tampered with for commercial purposes, and the appreciation, quotation and combination of different art categories must obey a lofty theme-beauty. Schiller's Ode to Joy was set by Beethoven and widely sung. Using world famous songs as advertising songs, both of them are recreations of artistic themes, but the effects are completely different. The former is the sublimation of aesthetics, while the latter is the destruction of aesthetics. Only the former things, for example, can make us get beautiful education, edification and enjoyment in our growth and cultivate our temperament.

Our growth should get rid of the interference of vulgar things and be nourished by traditional culture. There is a saying that you read history on a soft day and the Bible on a fresh day. That is to say, when the will is slack, you should be clear-headed when reading history: counselors are in the tongue of the country; Jin Goma Iron, Jiangshan Wan Li in blood and tears. Reading history books can cultivate honesty. It also refers to reading classics when you are arrogant and violent: the way of Laozi and Zhuangzi, purity and inaction are right and wrong; Bodhi mind, the gv 10 is dust-free. Reading Confucian classics can cultivate the virtue of quiet and frugality. There are endless treasures in the vast sea of books in China, which are the real nutrients for our growth.

Our growth needs the cultivation of humanistic character, the teaching of sages, the retreat of self-cultivation, moral frugality and the shaping of our own character. It is a unique human character. Prosperity helps the world, and poverty is immune to it, which also includes humanistic care for the soul. Now, under the impact of the wave of commercialization, all kinds of simplest humanistic qualities related to human survival have been ignored. The most typical is that philosophy has been left out in the cold. Since Thales, ancient Greece, a prosperous time of philosophy, has long been "difficult to get up in the morning". The climax of classical philosophy also came to an abrupt end after Hegel. Philosophers have become the loneliest people in the world. Philosophy has become a neglected treasure. "An unexamined life is not worth living." If we don't think about the survival value and human ideal in the process of life journey and growth, we will be submerged in the wave of marketization and commercialization and become a symbol that some philosophers are worried about.

We live in an era with a large amount of information and growing material wealth, and we are more likely to fall into spiritual emptiness and soul wandering. Only by cultivating interest with beauty, casting temperament with traditional culture and guiding life with humanistic character can we show the value of life, guard the growth journey and standardize the development track.

When mango is ripe, I will write 800 words when I grow up.

Who gave me the mango? Green, astringent and hard are obviously inedible. So, I also conveniently put it on the bookcase. As the days go by, I still deal with "friends" and "homework questions" every day. Occasionally, I want to find a book to fill in the blanks, but I am surprised to find that the forgotten mango is actually-mature!

Well done! Ordinary, as always, it just stays quietly and silently, absorbing the sunshine, moisture, vitality, beauty and gentleness of spring all the time. It accumulates, brews and matures day by day in its green New Year, and finally radiates golden yellow on the skin, and the flesh is soft and tender, which makes the whole room full of natural flavor and the fragrance of wild fruits.

My article 128 in "The Remainder" says: "There is no need to ask about the process; Although the result is better than nothing, I am a little extreme and naturally ignore the process that happened on mango. I just enjoy the unexpected "happiness from heaven" in no hurry. Suddenly I feel that this mango is just like myself. During the first year of junior high school, I listened, watched, thought, tried and experienced quietly, between happiness on my back, between pressure and responsibility, between troubles and difficulties, so as to learn and grow. Compared with me who is confident, generous and lively now, looking back at me who is a little confused, a little timid and a little naive, I can see at a glance that I have grown up.

Grow up, okay? I don't know. I'm ambivalent. Sad "maturity" is just a slight retreat from the "naive" position, but how can people grow up without giving up something, such as naive laughter and simple happiness? But how can people talk so much and want to be mature and childlike? I have come a long way since I was a child, and I can't and don't need to turn back. No matter how hard it is to accept, people can't refuse to grow, just as mangoes can't refuse to fall into people's stomachs when they are ripe.

Cutit, the sweet smell full of vc immediately diffused, and the air seemed to be purified and revitalized. A clear, impurity-free voice vaguely sang, "How beautiful and fragrant love is ..."

Taking a deep breath, I had the most special experience: growing up like a sweet mango.

"Life, or life, there are always too many heavy pressures that bind our wandering souls, and there are too many false things that wrap our numb hearts. When we decided to accept all these challenges, there was no turning back. After waiting, you may not succeed, or even die; After hard work, hard work and struggle, it may be only a moment of glory, or even a failure without retreat. We should accept it calmly, even with a smile, because the result is not important. The important thing is that I tried, I experienced, I experienced, that's enough, just like a caterpillar. It turns out that caterpillars are smarter than me! "