Everyone has his own troubles, so do I. My trouble is that too much homework is too difficult. Whenever I do my homework, I always ask my mother with a sad face. Sometimes I fall asleep in the middle of my homework.
Another bad thing about my troubles is that I am too fat. Now I weigh 30 kilograms. Whenever I come home, I always ask my mother: I want to lose weight, but my mother always says: "No, as long as you exercise more and skip rope every day, you won't be so fat."
My problem is-I hate math class because I don't understand it. Every time the teacher asks me to stand up and answer questions, I always think to myself, "Should I answer or not?"? If I don't answer, will someone laugh at me or will the teacher teach me? What should I do? " At this time, the classmates and teachers said in unison, "Would you like to?" However, a very kind classmate said, "If you can't, you can ask the teacher!" " "Because of her words, I don't worry anymore!
My fault is thick-hearted, but I am too careless. Every time, whether it is a quiz or a big exam, I only got 99 points because I was too careless, which made me dizzy. No matter how my mother helped me review, I still missed one point and got a hundred points!
I have a lot of troubles, and all my troubles are bad troubles. Sometimes, my troubles are so much that deer bump into each other in my troubles! So I hope I can improve myself, so there will be no trouble!
When I first entered junior high school, I saw my classmates scrambling to write about my troubles.
But when I got to _, I was a little unhappy.
In my life, there are many unprecedented ideas: hatred, revenge, doubt and anxiety, which are all in my heart. If you are not careful, there will be a thrilling scene of "Chu-Han hegemony". Is this our nature? I don't know how to answer.
I never consider myself a different person. On the contrary, I think I am a transparent person. I am ordinary and calm. I don't know when I started to look at everything in my life indifferently, and I began to like some sad poems: "Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll forward." Then this: "The world is empty and life is unconscious. It is better to dislike each other than to be implicated. " My life is like a stagnant pool, and the breeze can't blow a ripple. I am a vulgar person living in a "vacuum", because I dare not surpass it, and I can't stand the blow of failure.
The intense study life makes us ignore everything, doubt everything, use everything and defile everything. We gave up happiness, lost passion, and went with the flow mechanically. Everyone wants to be the best in the "competition" and does not hesitate to use some deviant methods. Dark clouds lock the sky, we live in a space without light, and we can only feel lonely and speechless. Sometimes I laugh at myself and don't know why I am so lonely. I am happy, counting scars and looking at blood, which makes me feel lost. My mind is very rambling, as if it were shochu out of breath, with no taste at all.
Sometimes people really look at people, and the more they look, the less pleasing they are. Classmates have been together for so long! I haven't changed a bit except for a few zits. Students often fight over such trifles as sesame and mung beans. When they quarrel, they don't talk for several days, or even never talk again. The so-called "feelings" are blown up in this way.
Growing up, I lost too much.
Taking my troubles as the topic, composition 3 "Trouble" seems to reappear desperately with the growth of age. It's sad, especially the general taste in my heart, to cut without stopping. ...
cachexia
"Students, the second day is the most important year, and the polarization is particularly serious ..." The teacher's rambling language drifted with the wind. The sight is getting more and more confused, the head is getting heavier and heavier, the eyelids are out of control, and a warm hug. This is the second day of junior high school, and I live in a daze all day, depressed!
When I got up in the morning, I vaguely looked at my watch: "Well ... it's still early ... there are still ten minutes before I'm late ... go to bed." In a blink of an eye, the hour hand has pointed to the position of 7: 30. I dressed in a hurry, wrapped my schoolbag and stuffed everything on his desk. I can only take out cold bread from the refrigerator to satisfy my hunger and rush to school.
"Ah ... God appeared, where is my Chinese workbook? If you can't find it, stand behind! " As a result, I had a Chinese class with a blackboard on my back.
I don't like myself-depression.
Unreasonable; Suffer from insanity
Sometimes I really wonder if I was a fish in my last life, and if I really only have seven seconds of memory. Doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle.
I'm on a retreat in Zhongnanshan ... Wang Wei ... Well ... my middle-aged heart found its way ... and came home late ... "Let's go" The teacher waved contemptuously. I am very distressed. I learned this poem by heart at home. How should I get along with the teacher? I have been conquering my seclusion in Zhongnanshan all day. Even when I go to the toilet, I have to take my Chinese book with me and mumble a few vague words in my sleep. My mother suspected that I was mentally ill and almost took me to the hospital.
I don't like being so delirious.
overcome difficulties
I am really surrounded by these constant troubles, and I can only find a solution from my teacher. "Everything needs to calm down and take your time." According to the teacher's cross policy, I really overcame the troubles of depression and delirium.
My troubles are memories of youth. In the shade of trees, we also have countless childhood troubles. ...
I'm about to take the graduation exam, and I'm busy reviewing and studying. The main course every day often makes me yawn repeatedly. No matter how the teacher makes the class "lively and interesting", I always lose interest. At the same time, I am young and ignorant. I am always depressed. "Time is running out. Why are students so lazy? " ? Cheer up! ! "The teacher always tells us so. Of course, I know better about leaving my classmates We spent four seasons in a year. In spring, everything comes back to life. Summer, summer is very hot. In autumn, fruits are abundant. In winter, there is ice and snow. These beautiful seasons are warmer in our laughter. Blue sky, white clouds, green trees, the sun. These simple and beautiful scenery have always been with us. The students' wishes are so simple and beautiful!
Ten years to educate people, a hundred years to educate people. Without the nourishment of water, how can young green seedlings grow into big trees? I left my teachers and classmates. My growing footprint is to leave regrets, but it is beautiful. If there are no regrets in life, what is life? If one day, my world only has my closest relatives, it is illusory and unreal. Teacher, what a beautiful word. "Is the little boy in trouble? That's hilarious. You are so young, what's bothering you? " All the old people around me told me that. I have a lot of troubles, but the most painful thing is parting. When we grow up, we can only bury this boy's ignorant friendship in our hearts ... separation is very painful. I don't want any trouble!
My troubles, the troubles of youth, and the troubles of teenagers are all so ignorant and naive. ...
Composition 5 with my troubles as the topic "Ding! Jingle bell! "The exam bell rang, and my troubles followed. Some worries and tensions have been lingering around me. ...
Camera replay to 65438+February 23rd, xxx.
That night, the school left a lot of homework, but I am a relatively fast person and finished it in only two hours. I wanted to relax myself, but who knows, my fate has changed dramatically tonight because of my mother's four words. "Little by little, write math problems as soon as you finish your homework." My mother communicated with me in her unusually gentle voice, but at this time, no matter how gentle and pleasant the voice was, it was a bolt from the blue. Alas! So, I finished the math task assigned by my mother as quickly as possible. Unexpectedly, just put down the pen, mother's second sentence came again. "Little by little, check after you finish the math problem, and then do a reading problem." So, I swallowed my anger and finished the task again with 16 minutes and 30 seconds. What happened later, I think even if I don't have to say it, everyone must know the development of things! Mom said two more words, "Diandian, take a rest after reading and then write an English topic."
"Little by little, wash and sleep after finishing the English questions, but don't forget your bedtime task-reciting ancient poems." Oh, my God! Is my night full of these four sentences? Alas! Who let me live in this era? How fierce the learning competition is now. If I don't work hard, I will be left behind.
My trouble, as we all know, is that I am bound by study and have no freedom. Once upon a time, I wanted to be tom sawyer, take risks bravely and create a road to freedom; Once upon a time, I wanted to be Robinson, to practice labor and live the life I wanted.
"Jingle bell! Ding Lingling! " The bell rings, and tomorrow, I will face waves of endless troubles. ...
Speaking of my height, alas! Speaking of shame, I have always been a "former spear" in my class, in the fifth grade. I am not as tall as my younger brother and sister in the lower grades. My mother is worried about my height. She looked at me glumly every day and nagged me, and then kept urging me. Dad is very open-minded "It doesn't matter if you are not tall, as long as you have the ability in the future." My mother always coaxes my father aside at this time.
Mom doesn't know where she got the folk prescription, saying that eating soybeans and carrots helps to increase her height, especially her nose and eyes. Then he started to bring me a bowl. Although I was full of reluctance, in order to stand among the giants, I still gritted my teeth and held my nose and ate the soybeans and carrots. Oh, dear! I can't tell you the taste. Just after eating, my mother brought calcium magnesium tablets and protein B powder. Looking at those bottles, I can only sigh!
This summer vacation, I went back to my grandmother's house in Beijing. Mom didn't give up her height increase plan either. One day, my mother called my grandmother from Shanghai and said that she saw a famous high jumper grow a lot under the training of her coach from the Internet. One way is stretching, so under my mother's "remote command", grandma and grandpa began to train me to improve my exercise: after dinner, grandma stood on the carpet and held a book high, making me jump up and touch it for 20 times before stopping. I jumped hard for 20 times. When I was lying on the carpet, my grandparents went out again. One took my arm and the other took my leg and started stretching training. I finally finished writing, thinking, can I have a rest now? "Every day, we jump on the trampoline." Alas! The "heightening movement" is not over yet!
A summer vacation passed, and I measured my height. Why is it not long at all? I'm so discouraged! Tall! Tall! How can I grow taller?
I have my troubles, but I won't say it, because the troubles that I can't say are the real troubles. What is my trouble?
Mid-Autumn Festival is a reunion festival, so the whole family should get together for a reunion dinner. But I haven't been to grandma's house since the war between grandma and mom a year ago. When I met her, I pretended not to see it. I just sent two bottles of wine for the holiday. It was the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival this year. Father asked me to send two bottles of wine to grandpa, and I left discontentedly. On the way, I have an indescribable feeling in my heart, whether it is joy or sadness, neither. I don't even know what that is. When I arrived at grandma's door, the door was open. I walked in with my head down and heard grandma, grandpa, uncle, uncle and aunt laughing. Cousins are playing and chasing in front of the bed, which is very lively. As soon as I entered, the conversation and frolicking stopped, and the room was suddenly silent. They stared at me with surprised eyes, and the air seemed to freeze at once. Aunt woke up and said, Yuanyuan is coming! Let auntie see how tall she is again! I haven't seen you for a year. I'm the battalion chief! Uncle said loudly. My cousin also took my hand and said, Sister, will you play with me? Only grandparents didn't ring.
At this point, my heart seemed to be hit hard by a hammer, and tears swirled in my eyes. I feel like an outsider. I am also the granddaughter of my grandparents. Why can't I get their love? Should innocent children bear the mistakes made by adults? Thinking of this, I held back my tears and said, Grandma, these are two bottles of wine for grandpa. Please stay. I'll go first. Say that finish, I put down my things and turned away. At this moment, grandma took my hand. Say: stay! I made fish soup. Why don't you finish your fish soup before you go? Others also advised me to stay. But I couldn't control my emotions and left in tears.
Writing about my troubles 8 Childhood is like all kinds of flavors, sometimes sour, sometimes sweet, sometimes bitter, sometimes spicy, sometimes salty. My troubles are pungent.
I remember one afternoon. This is a math class. Seeing that my deskmate listened with relish, I answered seriously. Unexpectedly, he stood up and said, "Wrong, it is better to solve the equation. Let's set the width of the cuboid to x first, and then calculate the areas of the other two triangles! " I said angrily, "but your idea is different from ours." We should remember ourselves by what we are good at, not by your way. Your way is the way of grade, and mine is the way of our primary school. Although it is troublesome, it is the most unforgettable way! " The deskmate said, "But I can solve many problems in this way. Do you understand? " I was about to argue with him when suddenly the teacher said, "You both have good methods. You should learn from and communicate with each other. You two will be better than Fang in the next exam! This will be the best way for you to compare with the math class representatives. Ok, class is over. "
I saw Miss Qin walking out of the classroom singing a tune.
I quickly said to my deskmate, "Hou Liwei! Why do you always talk back to me now? You know this is a class, but you have to compete with me in class. You have the ability to compete after class! " I saw him say, "Who told you to sue me? Now you deserve it! " Suddenly everyone was quiet for a while, and I said, "that's because you are too noisy, and you are still the culprit." Everyone is reading so quietly, but you make a noise. If you don't sue you, who will you sue? " Besides, why are you so upset now! "Who knows, he said," it's you, not me. " Say that finish, he slammed the book on the table, classmates, run to your's seat, for fear of angering anyone.
I'm angry. I'm bored. Usually, sitting at the same table during the exam will make me a little smooth as a math class representative. But now, it really bothers me! Tell me, am I good or not?