A collection of 9 400-word essays on my growth diary
The interesting day is coming to an end again. During this day, there must be some interesting experiences around you. Let’s take it seriously together. Write a diary. So how to write a beautiful diary? Below are 9 articles of 400 words on my growth diary that I have collected for you. You are welcome to read them. I hope you will like them.
My Growth Diary Composition of 400 words Part 1
"Growth" is a happy child, and he has a dark shadow named "Trouble". Growth and troubles are always "inseparable". So people call them "growing pains."
Growing pains accompany each of us. I was very naughty when I was a child and didn't like studying at all, so every time I took an exam, I was always sweating profusely during the exam (I couldn't do these questions); after the exam, I was always sweating profusely. Nervous breakdown (fear of getting grades, worry and too much nervousness); fear of death after getting grades (your family will drown you in spit when you get home, so it’s better to just end it).
However, despite saying this, "growing pains" sometimes seem to us now to be a kind of fun, and sometimes when we look back and think about it, some things really don't matter. There was such an incident: Once, I forgot to bring a signed slip, and the class teacher was in a hurry to collect it, which made me anxious to death. I really didn’t know what to do at that time, but later I had no choice but to I had no choice but to go to the head teacher, only to be scolded, and then figure out my own solution.
Such a small thing seems very simple to those adults and there is nothing to be anxious about, but from our standpoint, this is the sky falling.
There are many, many more examples like this, which can help us continue to grow and help us understand what is wrong with this kind of thing in society. This is called "growing pains." My Growth Diary Essay 400 Words Part 2
During the summer vacation, I lied about saying that I had finished my homework. When my father found out, he got furious and punished me severely, but I didn’t learn from it. Lesson learned, I lied again yesterday.
Last night, my father, who came home late because of something else, asked me as soon as he came in: "Have you done your homework?" At this time, I was watching the cartoon with relish, and I said casually: "It's done, Mom checked it too." After a while, Dad said to me again: "Let's compare it." Then, he began to read: "Chinese World Pass 29 lessons, preview accumulation of 30 lessons..." ." But I listened indifferently and kept saying: "It's done." At this time, my mother said: You didn't check the oral arithmetic and the questions in the oral arithmetic book and the math book for me." At this time, I I realized that I didn't do the oral arithmetic, and I immediately felt very scared.
"It's okay, please bring the oral arithmetic book and the math book." I panicked and brought the oral arithmetic book and the math book over. Dad. As soon as I saw it, I realized that my oral calculation was not done, and he criticized me loudly: I only wrote the last review a few months ago, why did you lie again?" After that, my father criticized me for a while and asked me to write this. Review letter. And this time, I hurt Dad again.
This time also made me understand myself. Why can’t I always remember this? After thinking about it repeatedly, I finally understood that my requirements for myself were too low. As long as I could be concise, I would try my best to make things simpler. I must be strict with myself in the future so that I will never lie again. , copy the homework onto the scratch paper every day, so that no homework will be missed. No matter what, I won't let this happen again.
From now on, be a qualified class cadre, be an excellent student, move towards the goal of "Four Good Boys", and lay a solid foundation for the future. Believe me, Dad, Mom! My Growth Diary Composition 400 Words Part 3
July 20, XX, was a great and special day. On that day, two major events happened in the world; the first was the second The 16th Summer Olympics grandly opened in Atlanta, USA; another thing is that with the opening of the Olympics, a little life was born, and this little life is me.
Now 11 years have passed, and I have changed from a naive and disobedient child to a fifth grade primary school student now. Over the years, every bit of progress I have made is the result of the hard work of my parents, and it is also inseparable from the teachings of my teachers.
When I was a child, I was not sensible at all. There are many things that I regret now when I think about them. What impressed me most was that I didn’t know how to cherish food. When I was eating, I often stopped eating halfway through. Then I grabbed the rice in the bowl and put pictures on the table. Despite the criticism from my family, I not only didn’t change it, but also He said confidently: "Don't we have a lot of rice at home? It doesn't matter if we waste a little."
"It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil; who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work." After I was in elementary school, when I read the poem "Hoeing", every sentence in the poem touched me. Only then did I realize that food was hard-won, and only then did I realize that what I had done before was incorrect. I felt that what I had done was wrong. The wasted food is a waste of the blood and sweat of the farmer uncle! Therefore, now, whether I am at home or at school, I eat clean every time I eat. My parents praised me for growing up and becoming more sensible.
In the summer of 20xx, I followed my parents from distant Jiangsu to the beautiful Cixi. I left my familiar hometown and my best friend. Here I also met caring and loving people. My teacher; I have met many new classmates and new friends. I think this life experience in Cixi must be an important stage in my life growth. I will always remember it in my growth diary, and even more so in my heart. My Growth Diary Composition, 400 words, Part 4
"Quack, quack..." On the day of xx, xx, 20xx, a smart and cute little boy came to this world, and that was me - xxx.
When I was 1 year old, I started to learn to walk and talk. Every time, my mother held my waist with both hands and walked out step by step. Day by day, I can finally walk on my own! Dad usually teaches me the most basic language: "Yuming, call daddy!" Day by day, my language is getting richer and richer, and my speech is becoming more and more fluent. .
When I was 4 years old, I started to learn roller skating. At first, I skated cautiously, for fear of falling over accidentally. I think everyone else is so good, so I have to work hard, and I must become a master of roller skating. My father always encouraged me and said: "Don't be discouraged in anything you do, come on!" I finally learned to skate, and I skated as fast as the wind.
When I was 6 years old, I started to learn skateboarding, which is much more difficult than roller skating. But I think there is no need to be afraid, because as long as you have perseverance, you can succeed. This is what the teacher tells us! Every time I slide by myself, sometimes I fall before I can stand firm. Although it hurts, I learned I have a very high skill, I am very proud!
Now I am 9 years old, I can help others, I can do housework to share the worries of my parents, and I can also care about national affairs...Now I I am becoming more and more sensible and mature!
I will grow up, and there will be more growth diaries. Let’s look forward to it! My Growth Diary Composition 400 Words 5
I was home alone after lunch today. Suddenly, I heard a "dong dong dong" knock on the door. I looked out the door through the peephole, ah! It's the Jumping Dragon! I was very happy, and quickly opened the door, and Tiaotiaolong said: "Today is Children's Day, this is a gift for you, I wish you a happy holiday!" As he said, he took out the gift, which was a small Islander card and a little happy note.
I was so happy. Just when I was about to take it, my father called out: "Yueyue, it's time to get up." I opened my eyes, eh? Where is the jumping dragon going? Only then did I realize that I had had a dream, and how much I wanted that dream to come true!
Hong Guoguo, Green Bubble, and Little Gudong:
Hello!
I am Zheng Mingyue from Class 3, Grade 1, Haiguang Primary School. I really like the "Wisdom Tree" program hosted by you. I learned a lot of knowledge and understood a lot of truths in the program.
Today I have specially prepared a painting for your show. I wish your show will get better and better!
Loyal little audience: Zheng Mingyue
Yesterday, after my mother and I had dinner at my grandma’s house, my mother took me home on her bicycle. When we parked in front of the garage door, I found something shining brightly in front of the garage door. My mother told me that it was a firefly. I was so happy that I walked over quietly, carefully grabbed it in my hand, and took it home. After I got home, my father told me that fireflies have very soft bodies and must not use force when catching them. When I looked at the fireflies, I couldn't help but think of the children's song that Teacher Deng taught us:
Bright fireflies,
Red every night,
Flying to the west Fly to the east.
I don’t want your gold,
I don’t want your silver,
I just want your belly to be shiny. My Growth Diary Composition, 400 words, Part 6
I don’t care about some things.
I think real growth begins with calligraphy at the age of four. Some people call it calligraphy, which is a very grand word and has a sense of artistic achievement in it. I can only draw, and the pleasure of flowing water is soft and painless.
It still hurts in the end. I can write and write as seriously as I can to myself, but I hate being forced. Trapped in a very small space to do things you don’t want to do. I don’t remember why I was kidnapped the first time. I only vaguely feel it has something to do with something written in black and small strokes.
From then on I began to understand hate, and ordinary emotions stirred up my heart like a tide. From being very motherly to hating calligraphy to hating mother. I wrote curse words in my diary, very dirty and dirty words, and then I slowly realized that I changed it little by little to the point where I could curse without using a single curse word but it could cut into people's hearts. I finally changed it back to the point where I could curse people with curse words. It's shocking, indulgent or painful.
It hurts to the point of bleeding but never sacrifice.
Growing up in recycling, that’s how growth is.
Perhaps I paid too much attention to details and missed large sections of beautiful weather.
I am a child who is not good at words. I have nothing but my heart and pen, and my words often hurt others. It doesn’t matter if this kind of language doesn’t describe it. As for the environment, I think I live in a beautiful world, with animals killing each other breathtaking and the smell of decay emitting. My Growth Diary Composition, 400 words, Part 7
The branches of the big tree are covered with tender yellow buds. These small buds are yellow and moist and are growing up slowly. Like this young shoot, I am growing vigorously.
When I got home from school, I saw my mother walking around, busy, and thought: My mother has to clean, cook, and take care of me and my naughty brother every day. Let me help her go shopping together! So, I ran over and said to my mother: "Mom, let me go shopping with you today!" A happy smile appeared on my mother's face, and she happily agreed. We got on the electric scooter and drove straight to the vegetable market.
After a while, we arrived at the vegetable market, where there were many types of vegetables. We first came to the freshwater aquatic product area and found a place where turtles were sold. My mother gave me a hundred yuan and said: "Today, we will eat braised turtles. The task of buying turtles will be left to you." At first, I was a little timid, but Finally, I mustered up the courage to say to the boss: "Uncle, how much does this turtle cost per catty?" The boss said: "Fifty-nine yuan per catty.
I was shocked: "So expensive?" Then I might as well buy it elsewhere! When the boss saw that I was about to leave, he stopped me and said, "Young man, how about fifty yuan?" This is really the lowest price. "I looked at my mother and asked her if the price was reasonable. My mother smiled and nodded. So I said to the boss, "Okay. But uncle, you have to choose the best one for me. "The boss readily agreed and chose a big and energetic turtle for me.
Finally, my mother and I left the turtle stall and went to buy other vegetables. My mother said to me as we walked Said: "Baby, you have really grown up and can be your mother's little assistant!" "When I heard this, my heart was sweeter than eating honey. My Growth Diary Composition 400 Words Chapter 8
········Thursday, December 27, XX Weather: Sunny
This afternoon is a sunny Sunday, but I am doing exercises at home. Because there are too many exercises, I feel dizzy and upset.
At this time, I don't know who happened to make trouble. "Ding, ring, ring!" I was troubled by a question! But then I thought, I must be polite to others. I suppressed the anger in my stomach and said politely: "Hi, hello! "
But the other party was very rude: "I want two takeaways! Braised eggplant and fried chicken! "I was annoyed after hearing this, and it turned out that I had made the wrong call! But I still didn't want to ruin my image, so I said, "I'm sorry, you made the wrong call. This is a private area and we don't sell takeaways!" But the man shouted unreasonably: "Liar!"
Isn’t the takeaway phone number 845xxxx9? Hurry up and send it to Block 5, Xicheng Road! "I still want to explain, but the sound of hanging up has already come from the phone! I'm almost furious. It's obviously him who dialed the wrong number. Our phone number is clearly 845xxxx8. I blame others for not being careful!
I looked at my watch. Oh my God, that person wasted three minutes of my time! When I thought of this, I got even more angry. When my mother saw this, she asked me what happened. I told my mother. After hearing this, my mother said: "Maybe there is something urgent. Don't people always call the wrong number when they are anxious?" ”
After listening to my mother’s words, I thought about it: Yes, he may have very important things to do, but he couldn’t find food for a while, so he was anxious to order a takeaway, but he couldn’t take a taxi. Wrong phone number, this kind of thing is very normal! Thinking about my original psychological impulse, I feel quite ashamed. My Growth Diary Composition 9
December 25, 1998
Whose cry did you hear that woke up the neighbors? Whose house did you hear the sound of joyful laughter? Whose house heard the sound of coaxing children? Of course it was my family. Because I just came into this world.
December 25, 1999
Today I am more happy than ever, because today is the second time since I was born that I have seen so many guests. I am one year old today! My mother made a lot of delicious dishes to celebrate my birthday.
December 25, 20xx.
I am 5 years old this year, so I can eat cake. I ate by myself. I only found out from the adults that today was my birthday. As soon as the food came, my mother carried me to the table. When I saw so many delicious dishes, I couldn’t wait to reach out, regardless of my image as a lady. I grabbed it and ate it. When my mother heard the news and came over to see the spoiled food, my 5th birthday party was ruined by me.
May 27, 20xx
Now that I am a primary school student, I am no longer the little girl who goes to the table and makes a mess. Since I went to school last year, my parents have been much stricter with me. Alas, I am always a troublemaker. , every time I cheat and make unreasonable troubles with my parents, I always get a beating?
September 1, 20xx
Now I am a middle school student.
The learning tasks are much heavier than before, and the homework is obviously much more than in elementary school, but parents and teachers have higher expectations of us.
Postscript: Time is very tight now, and it is very easy to remember the contents of the diary. In the process of growing up, the diary records every bit of us, but through a few lines, we can still appreciate the hard work and fun of learning. Yes, each of us will learn to mature and eventually grow up through continuous learning. ;