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Mom! Give me a brother! But I didn't expect that my brother would come back. He was like a little angel, surrounding our family. His face is extremely white, like a newly painted white wall. Although he is cute, he is gradually becoming an annoyance to me!
I’m so annoyed! So annoying! This younger brother is so scary, he cries whenever he disagrees, oh! I forgot, he can't speak yet.
One day, the delicious breakfast made by my mother was served. I was just about to eat it when I yelled: What are you going to eat? My brother hasn’t eaten yet, so you eat! Go quickly and feed your brother! Why! Ever since I got this little monster, I have been restless every day. I walked up to my brother with a bowl of white porridge. I took a spoonful of the porridge and blew a few mouthfuls on it and fed it to my brother. After a few mouthfuls of it passed through my brother's mouth. Within seconds, he vomited directly on my new clothes. I was stunned for a moment. Looking at my new clothes, I really felt helpless towards this younger brother!
Another time, my mother asked me to coax my brother to sleep. I agreed listlessly, but I said in my heart: Why! Why agree? I walked into my brother's room, took his favorite rattle, and sat on the edge of the bed; while shaking the rattle, I hummed a little tune, and slowly, slowly I fell asleep. Just when I was dreaming about something I liked, wow wow! A burst of crying woke me up from my sleep. I looked at my brother with a straight face, but he ignored me! Continue to cry.
Remember, my previous worry was that I was too lonely. I hope that I also have a little brother or sister to share the joys, sorrows and joys of life with me and grow together! But now my cute little brother has taken away part of my parents' attention, and he is getting naughty and out of control. This leaves me with what to do, and new troubles have arisen!
This little monster! Can you go back to your mother's belly? Or if you grow up quickly and become sensible, and can talk to and play with you, it will probably be better! My troubles_450 words 2
Everyone has troubles, and these troubles are like the stars in the sky, countless in number. And my trouble is - myopia.
In the past, I had a pair of big, watery, bright eyes, but now my eyes are very small, and they narrow into a slit when I smile. Because I like to play mobile games. I was in the third grade at that time. I would play while walking, after eating, and secretly while doing homework. There were only games in my mind all day long. During the winter and summer vacations, it gets even worse. From six o'clock in the morning, except for eating and going to the toilet, I can play until 12 noon without moving. I felt that I had reached a state where I forgot about food and sleep and became obsessed with it. Although, I also know that playing games all the time is not good, but I just can’t control myself. Not long after, I discovered that I was nearsighted.
From then on, troubles continued like rain. Once, the Chinese teacher copied polyphonic words on the blackboard, but I couldn’t see clearly. The handwriting is blurry, like small white flowers under the light. I had to copy what my classmates and deskmates said, but when the teacher turned around, he thought I was whispering to someone else, and scolded me involuntarily. Although I was sad, I didn't dare to explain the reason to the teacher, so I had to keep it in my heart.
Another time on a rainy day, the math teacher asked me to stand up and answer the questions on the blackboard. I stood up uneasily, and the classmates all looked at me. Time passed by, but I still didn’t answer. Finally, the teacher frowned and shook his head and asked me to sit down. I was so ashamed that I wanted to find someone. Drill into the hole.
After that time, I plucked up the courage to tell my mother about it and promised not to play games again, so she didn’t get angry and accompanied me to have my eyes treated. We went to the eye care hospital. After the examination, he said: "It's not serious now. I'll prescribe some medicine and take it on time when I go home. Practice sewing needles for about 10 minutes every day, and apply hot water to your eyes when you go to bed at night." , It will get better gradually.” Now I feel relieved.
From then on, I will take more care of my eyes.
Because the role of eyes is really great! My Troubles_450 words 3
When I entered junior high school, my study burden continued to increase, and I had no time to review the skill that has been passed down through the ages - Go.
I have been learning Go since I was a child, rain or shine. I started to be forced to learn, thinking that I had no choice but to fall in love with Go. Tea has its own tea ceremony, and Go has its own chess ceremony. Today, our country is a big country in Go, and it naturally produces countless players. Go, because of its educational properties, is loved by many parents and is used to train their children.
Originally, I was extremely tired of Go, so I played Go every week, and my parents urged me to play Go every day. Looking back now, hey! I hate why I didn’t hesitate in the first place! I am just happy when I recall the victory! How far out of reach it is to play a game of chess now! It was precisely because of this that the perfect mathematical logic was developed! At first, I just didn’t like playing chess. I played thousands of games and met thousands of people. Some of the opponents I fought against for several games are still vivid in my mind. I remember the tension and mutual resentment we felt when we fought together. Think of the battlefield where black and white confront each other! The situation is difficult to recover from the dream! How I want to kill another game!
I still remember "giving way" to the teacher. Although I tried my best, the teacher took it easy and defeated each one one by one. I had no choice but to fight against the odds and kill the dragon on the left and the tiger on the right. Unfortunately, my chess skills were inferior to those of others, and my army was already "embattled on all sides"! I thought hard and racked my brains, but in the end I couldn't turn defeat into victory. How I want to play another game!
How wonderful it would be to have a boring life as a companion! With it accompanying me, everything in the world is sentimental! When my heart is pounding, I will relive the unparalleled mood at the moment when victory or defeat is decided in my spare time.
Trouble may not always be trouble. When I succeed and retire, I will look for you! Remember to wait for me! My Troubles_450 words 4
Who says we teenagers don’t have troubles, I have many, many troubles. What bothers me the most is that I have a very uneven front tooth, which makes me embarrassed to let others see it.
On a hot summer afternoon, my mother took me to the Ninth Hospital for dental treatment. My mother asked: "Doctor, my child has a bulge on his tooth. Can you take a look at what's going on?" The doctor looked at it with professional glasses while wearing a mask and said: "This bag is a permanent tooth. The deciduous teeth below have not fallen out yet, and the permanent teeth inside can't wait to come out. There is no space for them to grow, so they can only come out from above." "It's out." After hearing this, my mother said anxiously: "What should I do?" The doctor smiled and comforted: "Don't worry too much, just pull out the lower deciduous tooth first and make room for the permanent teeth. Let it grow downward." The mother still asked worriedly: "Will the permanent teeth continue to grow crookedly?" The doctor patiently explained: The gums will slowly return the teeth, and they will still not grow at the age of 12. If it's all right, it can be corrected, so don't worry too much. "At this time, the mother's expression softened a little.
The doctor said to the mother based on his experience: "There is no need to use anesthesia to extract this baby tooth, it can be pulled out directly. "But I didn't expect that the root of this deciduous tooth was not absorbed at all. It was very long. The doctor turned the big pliers left and right many times before the tooth was pulled out. I felt heart-wrenching pain and my tongue was numb, but I endured it. I didn’t cry or scream. I wished I had fainted during the extraction. The doctor saw that I was so strong during the extraction, and felt a little guilty inside, so he gave me a little penguin tooth storage box to hope that I would. I can take good care of my teeth in the future. I burst into tears and smiled while holding it tightly in my hand.
I am a beautiful little girl, even though my baby teeth were damaged by the doctor. I pulled it out hard, but the crooked front teeth are still there. I am always afraid of being seen by others when I smile, and I am afraid of being laughed at. This tooth is still my biggest worry_450 words 5.
Everyone has their own dream life, and I walk through it alone.
I am alone in a big empty house every day, and I am afraid. But what can I do? My parents have been away all year round, and I have lived alone since I was a child. When I come home from school every day, I am faced with four cold walls, and I often cower in the quilt and cry silently because I feel like I have received love, and I need love.
I was a kid too and I didn’t want to be different. Every day, I wake up, run in a hurry, and come back to cook in a hurry. My life goes on like this every day, and it continues...
I originally thought that my life would be more exciting because of this, but...
I don't expect any extravagance, wealth, or honor. I just want a simple and warm life, and I want to be an ordinary me. We have all lost to persistence and faith, because we are afraid of the cold of winter and are not willing to enjoy the joy of winter; because we are afraid of the final death, we are not willing to persist in climbing to the final peak. Why can't we face it with optimism and positivity? Maybe we are facing unprecedented suffering now, but after this we will be happy and happy. Maybe it is a storm now, but after the storm, we will see a rainbow. So this is also an ordinary kind. I will work harder, go up a level every day, and finally soar in the blue sky that belongs to me, soaring freely. My Troubles_450 words 6
I am troubled because I have too much homework and I am overwhelmed. This is my true feeling.
I remember that Friday, when school was about to end, the teacher left "tons" of homework. At that time, she waved her hand and wrote: "Five times of words from lessons 1 to 8, once to questions 1 to 6 of the knowledge inventory in the booklet, and completed the ninth lesson in the booklet, plus a composition of at least 400 words "True Feelings Revealed" ". "Oh, my God!
At that time, there was silence in the classroom. In this silence, there was a hidden crisis. I looked around. Suddenly, Ni Heming broke the silence. She shouted: "There are too many homeworks!" Then Chen Zihan shouted: "Yes, teacher, there are too many homeworks!" Wang Rui shouted: "Teacher, have you considered me?" Do you feel it?" Chen Zihan shouted again: "Teacher, please change the word to three times, otherwise it is too much!" The teacher was forced to change the word in the homework to three times.
When I got home, I finished writing the nine lessons and knowledge inventory in the homework. On the third day, after returning home, I used some tips for writing my homework, such as "putting all the articles together", "hiding the truth from the sky", "holding back from the cliff", "turning back to the shore", "watching the fire from the other side", etc., and I finished the homework in no time. However, it is limited to Chinese, and there are still a lot of homework left in mathematics.
On Saturday, I stayed up until midnight to finish writing the composition and words, and I even had dark circles under my eyes. The next day was Sunday, and it took me a while to regain my energy. Then it took four hours to finish all the math homework.
At that time, in order to do my homework, I drank three cups of coffee and put a band around my forehead to prevent myself from sleeping. Do your homework. Of course, if all my worries are removed, I will only have three pounds of my weight of over 100 pounds. The worries caused by homework will account for 80% of my total worries.
I have too many worries, but the worry of homework accounts for such a large percentage, which is enough to show that the teacher should leave less homework. My Troubles_450 words 7
"I like to get up early, and the morning is good, oh, oh, oh!" I stretched out comfortably on the bed, getting ready to welcome the first day of winter vacation.
"Wow." "Ouch!" I opened the curtains, and a burst of dazzling sunlight shone into my eyes, making me unable to open my eyes, but I could still feel the warm touch of the sunlight. Holding my body. After I got used to the light, I walked out of the room, walked to the balcony and looked down - everywhere was shrouded in golden sunlight and became sparkling. There are many more people walking on the usually empty streets, and everything is very lively. My mood immediately became better after seeing this beautiful scene, so I walked into the bathroom, prepared to wash up, and started a busy day.
As soon as I walked to the sink, the first thing that "greeted" me was my hair that was sticking up high and as messy as a chicken coop in the mirror! And I see it every morning, and over time, it becomes an annoyance to me. It suddenly changed my mood from a sunny day to a rainy day. I looked gloomy and prepared to teach it a lesson today.
After I finished washing, I wet my hands under the water, then put my hands on my head and rubbed them desperately. But it took me a long time to suppress it a little bit. I looked at the messy hair and felt irritated. I picked up the comb and combed the raised hair vigorously.
"I comb, I comb, I comb hard!" I combed my hair down hard, but those stubborn hairs still stood proudly, which made me furious: "Just comb it down." They're cut!" But my hair seemed to have a spirit. When I heard that I wanted to cut it, I immediately retracted my "head". At the same time, my worries disappeared and my face regained its luster. The smile bloomed again. My Troubles_450 words 8
I was born in a family full of intellectual atmosphere. My parents taught me to write and read since I was a child, but I often worry about having such an intellectual family.
Before the exam, the English teacher came and asked me: "How many points are you going to take?" "I'm going to take the test..." "At least ninety-five points." Ninety-five points? OMG! If I'm not careful, I might score below 95. God, please slap me to death with a piece of tofu! If I hadn't been born into this intellectual family, the teacher would never have said that. Two words - sad!
The math teacher asked me to do five problems a day. My math skills are not very good to begin with. I have to solve a problem several times, which makes me have to go to bed after nine o'clock every day. Two words - bitter!
Let’s talk about Chinese! The teacher didn't say anything, but the "Commander"'s mother assigned another task. Every time, you must get a score of 85 or above, otherwise you have to do exercises when you go home. It can be said that you will have exercises throughout your life. Two words again - difficult!
It’s hard to be a human being, even harder to be a student, and even harder to be a good student. I don’t understand. I was just born into a family of intellectuals. Why did my teacher and mother forcefully “threaten” me like this? I know they are all for my own good. But I really can't bear so much love. Alas, it will be five hundred years before someone comes to rescue me, right? I couldn't help but change another poem: "How good are your grades? Ask the sky for wine."
Alas, I can only bear the troubles my family has brought me alone. I really don't want things to be like this. "Teacher, Mom and Dad, listen to me, there is only one color in spring, which is too monotonous... too annoying, too annoying, too annoying." I sang the theme song from "Happy Planet" again. My Troubles_450 words 9
Everyone has some troubles in their hearts, and I am no exception.
Oh, it’s finally a holiday. Amidst the cheers, I walked home with heavy steps, carrying a heavy schoolbag. Just when I arrived at the intersection, a few birds were chirping on the branches. I picked up stones and threw them at them, "I'm sorry, what's your name?" Alas, when I got home, my mother really enrolled me in an extracurricular class. "Mom, I don't want to take extra classes. I finally have a holiday and I don't want you to have a good rest." Mom said in a flattering tone: "My dear, I'm in cram school for your own good. If you don't study, others will catch you." I went ahead." "Well, you said so, so I had no choice but to go." Early the next morning, my mother walked into my room in a hurry and pulled me up from the bed. , "Get up quickly, I have to go to cram school." I rubbed my sleepy eyes that seemed to be smeared with glue. I sat on the bed and saw that the alarm clock was only 6:30. "Mom, isn't the cram school at 9:00? It's so early. "What are you asking me to do?" "You don't understand. If you go early, you can learn more, and the teacher will have a good impression of you." "It doesn't have to be so early. The cram school hasn't opened yet." "Just get up and finish your meal." Almost there. “I put on my clothes listlessly and walked into the restaurant. I chewed my food as slowly as I could because I didn't want to go so early. "Don't wait, eat quickly." "Mom, don't eat too fast, it won't help digestion." "Don't talk nonsense. Bring the bread and eat it to the cram school." "
I reluctantly packed the bread and went out. When I got there, many classmates were already there. Alas, they looked downcast.
I threw away my schoolbag, and the "old man" behind me said: "You were brought here by your parents too?" "Yes, who wants to come?" "Oh, we share the same fate." After saying that, he handed over his hand, and I solemnly said Shaked his hand.
Oh, the troubles in my heart... My troubles_450 words 10
"Students, we can take a nap starting next week." When I learned the news I was dubious, "What, I can take a nap, don't I have to go to class?" After returning home, with a skeptical attitude, I stuffed the three-piece nap pillow set, eye mask, and small blanket into my school bag, looking forward to tomorrow. .
At noon the next day, after lunch, the class was unusually quiet. The students turned off the lights and drew the curtains, making the classroom dark. Even classmate Li, who is usually the noisiest, returned to his seat obediently today, hugging a pillow, lying on the table, waiting for the nap to begin.
"Okay, now the nap officially begins." The teacher said softly on the desk. The students all took out their nap supplies, covered themselves with quilts and fell asleep. I also took out the three-piece nap set, put the pillow on the table, put the eye mask on my head, put the quilt on my body, hugged the pillow with my hands and started to sleep. But I tossed and turned and just couldn't fall asleep. After a few minutes, I couldn't help but take off my blindfold and buried my head in my hands. Show your eyes to see what the teacher is doing. "The teacher is correcting the homework. Okay, let's start taking action." I muttered in a low voice.
When I looked up, I was shocked: the classmate next to me was not sleeping, but actually playing with the classmate.
Student Tang was playing the guessing game with great excitement. His head was buried in one hand, tilting his head and saying "bu" softly. He read the book with relish and chuckled from time to time; what was even more exaggerated was that Mr. Feng put his pillow on the ground, curled up on the ground, and slept on the floor.
After looking around the classroom, I gradually felt sleepy, so I lay down and fell asleep.
"Students, wake up!" The teacher shouted again, and we immediately raised our heads, as if we were liberated. "It's so painful to sleep, why not let me do more test papers!" I complained to classmate Wu. My Troubles_450 words 11
"As a little boy, I have no worries. As I get older, my worries increase..." Whenever I hear this song, I will envy others for their parents' company. , reminds me of the time I spent with my parents when I was a child.
When I was young, my parents went to work in factories near our village to earn money. I am very satisfied when I go home once a day. Although my parents don’t earn much money, I can see them every day and feel so happy.
When I was six years old, my parents went to work elsewhere and left me with my grandparents. My parents went home once a month. Whenever they came home and left, I would hold their legs tightly and cry my heart out. I didn’t want them to leave, and told them I didn’t want a new schoolbag or new clothes... But they still left with all their heart, as if they took my heart with them. Every time I see other children making out with their parents, I feel lonely. From then on, he became quiet and always looked forward to the return of his parents.
Now that I am twelve years old, I see my parents even less often. We haven't seen each other three times throughout the year, and even if we come back once, the time we spend together is pitifully short. Our feelings were slowly diluted by the days of separation, from talking about everything in the past to being taciturn now.
Alas! Having written this, you probably know what my troubles are. Yes, it’s the lack of companionship from my parents. It seems that the role of parents is dispensable in my life. Their departure always makes me feel that I am different from others. Gradually, I no longer want to talk to them, let alone have in-depth interactions with them.
I hope that parents with similar family situations will think more about their children far away from home when they read this article, so that similar experiences like mine will not appear among their peers.
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I don’t know when, I started to cry, but I also liked to cry when I was a child. I know crying can't solve the problem, but what can I do? Who told me I was a crybaby.
One night during the evening self-study, two classmates were having a fight and actually splashed water. I was speechless at them. There is no need to do such a thing! I'd better stay away from them to avoid splashing me, but how far can I go? I sat in front of that classmate.
I was opening my English wrong question book. Unexpectedly, a classmate who was playing with him spilled water from his water glass onto my book. I was so angry that I glared at him and yelled at him: "What are you doing!" I was so angry that I started crying.
I put my hands on the table, tears streaming down my face, and my heart was full of anger. How could I be so unlucky! Even if I provoke him, there is no need for him to do this to me! I'm really annoyed!
My deskmate came back. She saw me crying, so she immediately asked me: "My deskmate, what's wrong?" I knew she meant well, but when I was angry I just couldn't I like to talk to others, so I kept crying and crying. She might have discovered something again, so she asked again: "Who made this wet?" I pointed at the classmate.
As my deskmate, I yelled at him righteously: "Why did you throw away her book?" He also yelled at my deskmate: "Where is it!" So my deskmate stopped arguing with him and came to comfort me.
I just can’t change this problem. Crying is my way of venting, but this doesn’t work either! My Troubles_450 words 13
Everyone has his or her own troubles. Dad has work troubles, mother has life troubles, teachers have teaching troubles, and I am no exception. As I grow up day by day, all kinds of troubles come to me. So everyone, follow my steps and take a look at my troubles.
One of my troubles: poor handwriting. Although he is a good-looking boy, his handwriting is as small as mosquitoes and flies, and is staggered. However, my class teacher is a teacher who attaches great importance to handwriting, so my writing points are always deducted from my Chinese language. In fact, I It’s not that I haven’t worked hard, but unfortunately I don’t have enough concentration and limited patience, so I always give up halfway.
My second worry: My grades cannot be said to be at the top of my grade, but they are above average. However, although I have great ambitions, I cannot reach the sky, and I even often fall back thousands of miles. For this reason, my mood every time I take an exam is: I failed in the exam; I’m miserable when I get home; I’m angry as a parent; I’m done with my child, “Why didn’t I do well in the exam?” Look, you’re still reluctant when I ask you to review. Yes, now you know "awesome", you see, it's a long and endless talk. If parents put less pressure on their children, be more "tolerant" to their children, and encourage them more, the children will work harder. Click...
There are also various worries, such as: not wanting to learn Taekwondo; not wanting to take writing classes; not wanting to drink milk every day; not wanting to be spanked by my mother. Let me tell you secretly that my biggest worry is that I don’t want to go to school or grow up! Well, that’s it for writing here. In fact, happiness only lasts a day, and unhappiness also lasts a day. Why not be happy every day?
Here, I encourage you. I'll look at my family, teachers, classmates, and friends and get rid of all my worries. My trouble_450 words 14
I have a trouble, that is, I have a nagging mother.
Speaking of nagging, many students may be familiar with it, but my mother must have nagged more than your mother, perhaps millions of times more than what she said during the U.S. presidential campaign.
Look, she is chattering again: "Why are your clothes so dirty! It must be from writing calligraphy yesterday! The ink is difficult to wash, so you must wear an apron from now on! Otherwise, you will have to wear an apron!" I'll get it!" My mother roared angrily, as if she wanted to tear down the ceiling. "The sound of the wind and rain was deafening.
"Hey, it's so annoying...
After lunch, I finished the meal in two mouths and was about to go downstairs to play football with my friends. My mother started nagging again: "We can't eat right away after eating. If you exercise, you will get appendicitis, so you need to rest for a while..."
In short, my mother started nagging her endlessly, and she couldn't finish talking. There is no way, I can't play football, then Let's watch TV for a while. Who knew that as soon as I started watching TV, my mother would be nagging me again, "Sit up straight and stay away. How old are you to watch cartoons..."
Although my mother is very nagging, many words are useful. Every time it rains, she will tell me to be careful not to fall. One time I didn't listen and I accidentally fell and cut my hand. I regret not listening to my mother. It turns out that my mother’s nagging is still useful!
Although my mother is very nagging and makes me very troubled, I still love her very much. My Troubles_450 words. 15
This summer, the sun is blazing, the green trees are shady, and the cicadas are chirping, everything looks very beautiful. As the first day of primary school approaches, I sit alone in the room, facing piles of test papers and books. Looking out the window, the birds are soaring carefree in the blue sky, enjoying the beauty of summer. Others of the same age are running freely on the grass, enjoying the picturesque scenery. Childhood. But my life is completely opposite to theirs.
"Xinping, get up, I have to go to class. "I finally made it to the weekend, and early on Saturday morning, my mother dragged me up to go to class. In addition to attending school and doing homework from Monday to Friday, I also had to attend class every night, do test papers, and prepare materials for primary school to junior high school. Not to mention weekends. I have classes all day on Saturdays and practice calligraphy in the evening. On Sundays, I have classes in the morning and do homework in the afternoon. I repeat the same life every week, just like the gears of time. Don’t change and never stop.
“Mom, it’s finally the weekend, can’t you let me take a break? "I was really tired, so I tried to resist with my mother. But my mother's answer was always the same: "Now is the golden stage, every minute and second is precious, study hard, there will be plenty of time for you to rest after the exam. "I couldn't convince my mother, so I had to bite the bullet and continue studying.
Countless nights, I hid in bed and cried alone. I was wronged, I was troubled, and I wanted to find someone to vent to. The depression in my heart is as deep as water at night, and only the bright moon is listening to my troubles.
Who can know my troubles, and who can understand me...