I woke up on the first day of the new semester and felt as if I had grown up a lot. A number of freshmen will be promoted to the sixth grade this semester. I think, a year ago, I probably joined this strange family with curiosity and excitement and had a wonderful time together. However, a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and now I feel very heavy, probably because of the pressure of the initial test. Yes, in another year, we will enter the "final sprint" and finally usher in "Black June".
How time flies! Another year older, I meditated on myself, and then shook with a smile. A new day flashed in a wry smile. Yes, life is only a few short decades. Compared with the universe, no, the earth, decades is just a flick of a finger. As a philosopher said, "life is like a fleeting moment."
In fact, people are very poor. Isn't it? We are busy, sad, happy, hee hee living, pursuing success. Throw away childhood and youth in exchange for something called maturity. Throw away your parents, throw away yourself, and look for something called fame and fortune. After decades of life, there is too little time to really belong to yourself, free and free, and do whatever you want!
I want to live an ordinary life without being bothered by money, fame and love, but it is not easy. As a song goes, we are all very soft animals/live in shells/swear to resist/finally just throw away our helmets/obey for a long time.
When I was a child, I was beaten and scolded by my parents. I always cried on the ground, and my heart was full of resentment. I think I won't support you when I grow up.
When I was a child, I had a big fight with my good friends, and we played house together a minute later.
When I was a child, I always went to school early, not to study or to be on duty. Just to be number one. Carelessness, I think, is the supreme honor.
When I was a child, I always cried for a beautiful toy.
I was naughty and cute when I was a child.
When I was a child, I was pure and real.
When I was a child ...
Many years later, it is funny and nostalgic to think of those little things when I was a child. I have grown up and changed. No more quarreling with parents, just hiding in the room and crying silently; No longer cry for a toy, just read ABC with a book; Don't be the first to go to school, as long as you are not late; No longer play house with friends, just feel that bosom friends are hard to find;
Grow up. Years have erased the edges and corners of my character, and at the same time, they have taken away the innocence of my childhood. Gave me a new gift-responsibility.
Suddenly, I want to cry!
I don't want to grow up and face things I hate, but all this is just a dream, a beautiful and unattainable dream. We must grow up and pursue our ideals. What should come will still come, and time will not stay because of my different moods.
People always have to grow up.
Grade 6 of Maiding Primary School in Cangshan District, Fuzhou, Fujian: Wang Yaole