A composition that grows up happily (the subject matter can be prose, poetry and narrative). If satisfied, it will increase the value of wealth.

In another month, I will be thirteen years old. I stand in front of the threshold of youth, with the innocence of teenagers and the vicissitudes of adults. I'm at a loss.

Grow up! But when you grow up, you must care about many things you never cared about before, care about many people you never cared about before, and be strong, brave and optimistic. I can no longer do childish things that children do, say so-called "unrestrained child talk" and be indifferent to the little things in life. All I can show is maturity, depth, obscurity and obscurity. I really don't want to do this.

Then don't grow up in a world as pure as blue glass, holding a doll and thinking about Snow White, Cinderella and ugly duckling in your mind ... There is no pressure to learn, no growing pains, no unbearable loneliness, and no tears because of the gap between dreams and reality. I don't want to grow up, because I really don't want to grow up, just don't want to pour out all my bitter water at once, but swallow it. But in any case, I will inadvertently find that I am still growing up, gradually losing something and gaining something. Maybe it won't be long before I suddenly find that my childhood has already turned into a butterfly and disappeared at the end of the day.

It turns out that growth is not carefree and free as I imagined.

In the past, I always miss the past, my childhood, my kindergarten, my primary school, everything, and my life has passed in a hurry for thirteen years. I have been happy for thirteen years, haven't I?

I went back to the threshold of youth and stared at it. How many people tripped over it, patted the dust on their bodies and struggled to cross that threshold, so they grew up inexplicably but helplessly?

Every bit of the past reminds me that I have actually experienced a lot. Past joys and sorrows, past tears of joy, let them be buried in memories forever! Whether my dream keeps pace with reality or runs counter to it, I will grow up happily. At the age of thirteen, I can be immature, but I can't help thinking.

"Grow up happily"? Did I really choose to grow and be happy?

Life is like a winding mountain stream, sometimes it stops and sometimes it rolls in. The process of human growth is full of thorns, and there are always difficulties and setbacks. Faced with these, only happiness is the inexhaustible source of growth and the driving force for a peaceful life. However, in the process of growth, different people have different definitions of happiness. Everyone can find their own happiness, and I am no exception.

Growing up, happy and carefree. When I concentrate on doing ordinary things, happiness always comes inadvertently When I was a child, happiness flowed quietly while playing hide-and-seek with my children and pretending to be a homebrew. The happiness of youth floats gently in the play between classes and classmates. Now, happiness flies freely in the sea of knowledge, is released in the self-display, and blooms in the colorful youth life.

Since childhood, happiness is the warmth of the family. Happiness is the warm cotton-padded clothes that parents send at the right time in cold weather; Happiness is a fragmentary instruction from parents before going to school; Happiness is the silent blessing of my relatives on my birthday ... when I enjoy happiness and warmth, happiness is always in my heart.

Since childhood, happiness is the nourishment of friendship. As I grew up, I gained a lot. It is our infinite wealth to make many friends among them. Happiness is often passed silently in friendship. When I am in trouble, my friends will give me kind help; When encountering setbacks, friends will send sincere encouragement; When you are complacent, your friends will give you appropriate reminders and so on. Friendship is always the most sincere feeling. Friendship makes my life full of sunshine. There will be many things that make me happy in my association with them. I can hide them in my heart, think of them and read them, and I will be happy. I am also very happy to have a heart-to-heart talk with three or five friends and talk about some interesting things and fun. In life, when I am in contact with my friends, happiness always swims in my smile.

Growth and happiness are the satisfaction of success. As the saying goes, "No pains, no gains." "The happiness of farmers is the joy after harvest; For teachers, peaches and plums are all over the world; For me, happiness is the relaxation after solving a difficult problem, the joy after obtaining excellent results, the satisfaction after a successful attempt, and the excitement when winning the championship in one fell swoop ... The moment after success, happiness always permeates my expression. It is true that when we set out to do something, we are not sure that we will succeed, and the hope of success is accompanied by the possibility of failure, but happiness does not depend on the success or failure of something we do. Every time before I set out to do it, I said to myself, "Try my best to make it successful. If I fail, I have a chance to do it again. It's not worth breaking your heart for one or two failures. "So I regard myself as a winner every time, and even if I fail, I am happy.

Since childhood, happiness is a state of mind. When you are in a good mood, everything is sentient and the world shines. Therefore, we must grasp the good mood and learn to brew a good mood. Mood is designed by oneself, and happiness is created by oneself. In fact, in life, we always have these small and happy things in our hearts. As long as you feel it with your heart, you will feel that happiness has always existed. A stranger's smile will make me smile; Smelling the faint fragrance of a flower will make me linger; Seeing the golden sunshine outside the window through the curtains will make me feel high; Giving a little help to others will make me happy; Appreciating the things washed after the rain will make me feel very comfortable ... In short, a good mood is the source of living water that makes me happy forever.

Seeking knowledge is happy for me; Reading a good book is a pleasure for me; It is very happy for me to form a good habit ... happiness is a choice. If we choose happiness again and again, happiness will gradually become a part of our hearts. Happiness is a feeling. Happiness will not bring us knowledge, happiness will not bring us money, happiness will only bring us strength, which is the driving force for our progress. Fall in love with happiness, in fact, happiness has been growing with us!

It's never too late-it's never too late to start and never too late to be happy.