Life is a thick book, and every page records the footprints of people's growth. Childhood is a dream; A teenager is a painting; Youth is a poem.
The wind chimes of the years are shaking and shaking, and before you know it, the ups and downs have gone through sixteen spring and autumn periods. Grandma said, "I haven't seen you for a few days. This child has really grown up and is taller." Mother said, "I finally grew up and understood my parents' hard work." The teacher said, "You have grown up, and now you can take the initiative to study." ..... I also think that I have really grown up and become more and more mature.
"Teacher, when can I grow up?" In the archives of kindergarten growth, I have left my immature voice. Colorful comic books have given me endless fun. When I was a child, I always hoped that I would grow up quickly. At that time, I just hoped that I could live independently when I grew up and would no longer be "oppressed" by my parents. Breakfast is cooked by my parents, clothes are worn by my parents, and the bed is managed by my parents ... Although my parents have given me a lot of warmth, I feel that everything is not my own. Therefore, I am eager to grow up, eager to grow up quickly.
Flowers bloom and fall, autumn wind and autumn rain, and another autumn comes naturally. Finally, I am in the fourth grade of primary school. Mother said to me, "You are no longer young, and you should take care of yourself in life." So, I have my own little world-a three-square-meter cabin. This is really exciting. I finally have my own home and can take care of myself. In this small world, reading has become my greatest pleasure. Watching "The Gadfly", I can't help but be moved by the kinship that is hard to give up. Watching the science fiction "Mysterious World", let me flap my imagination wings and add some mystery and beauty to the story. I am intoxicated in the sea of books. Books are the source of wisdom and the ladder of human progress. Accompanied by Mo Yun's book, I grew up day by day.
"Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again." When the rain and dew in the flower season moistened my heart, I gradually matured. I stepped into the threshold of junior high school life. This is the life I really yearn for. I remember that night when I just lived on campus, I was so excited that I didn't sleep well all night, although I felt a little sad at home. At school, I not only learned the mystery of nature and the beauty of the space world, but also learned how to be a man. My friends and I are joking and unrestrained. Because I found wings that can fly, How Steel was Tempered made me stronger.
Looking back on the past days, I left a series of crooked footprints on the road of growth, with pain, joy, enrichment and loss. Although I miss my childhood paradise, I still hope to grow up. "Ten thousand volumes of ancient and modern disappear forever, and a window is faint to send a fleeting time." I want to pick the waves of wisdom, constantly enrich, enrich and improve myself, and live happily and meaningfully every day in the reverie and expectation of a better life.
"It feels good to grow up!" In my growth file, I wrote down my motto
2 The feeling of growing up
Sincere childhood always calls not far away, and there is an innocent and pure echo. When you catch it, you will find that it is actually piety from your heart.
Tall and majestic, I always look forward to the arrival of this feeling, just like the weeping willows swaying in early spring, I keep praying for the elegance of a well-proportioned tree. This day is always like a faint afterglow, which makes people infinitely beautiful, because it is not far from my dream. In the prosperous years of spring, I also moored my sailing boat in the harbor of 14 years old. Hope was precipitated in the wind and waves, and I was struck mercilessly, but my heart was more comforted and a sense of security was raised. The wind was still blowing violently, with dust from the attack, but my arms were filled with infinite strength and my heart was more ambitious. When the green trees in spring are raised again, I understand that I am grown up and strong, and I don't have to be helpless anymore.
A dream in my heart seems to be near. When I set sail again, I am no longer impatient and lonely, because now I have the sweet singing of orioles, the tender encouragement of willows and the fighting spirit of wild geese flying ...
When the lost years appear slightly in the gale, like the ripples that Xizi fell into the lake, like the glittering and translucent green beads splashing in all directions, I suddenly feel endless worries and look at them in the morning light. Looking forward to the past, I remember that when I was a child, I always squatted by the mud wall, collecting layers of stones, looking at the traces left by the long history on the stones, and the reflection of the ancient times. It was like the momentum of the passage of time, which made me seem to see the pride of "He" fighting for the battlefield with a sharp edge in his hand, and his unyielding ambition to stand on the top of the mountain. Looking at these stones, I always felt proud and my heart was always churning. Even when I was totally ashamed, I never had such a clear heart again when I grew up.
Maybe I used to enjoy the most unique sincerity of sunshine when it was the most delicate, but now the bright sunshine, the blue sky and the charm of afterglow will all go away. Suddenly looking back, I found that the original innocence is still the same.
how wonderful it is when you are one year old, and the endless journey will be high again!
I grew up
When twelve candles were lit on my chest, I suddenly felt: I grew up, and I was gradually maturing. For the first time, I realized that what I should do was not to be naughty, but to be a sensible child.
I remember when I was a child, I would have a good time every night, and then my mother asked me with a gloomy face how my homework was. Only then did I know that my homework was still untouched, and my mother was so angry that she was going to hit me with a broom. This is how ridiculous I already think that childish action is.
On another occasion, I went up the mountain with my neighbor's children, but when I got to the gloomy mountain, I remembered that my mother had repeatedly reminded me that the rocks on the mountain were weathered and dangerous. I wanted to go back, but after being laughed at by my neighbor's children, he left me in the mountains. I sat on the big bluestone in fear and cried. After that, my mother searched for a long time before she found me on the mountain. She touched my head helplessly. "You are so naughty." I never dare to climb mountains again.
Later, in the fifth grade, I arrived before my mother came back from work. I remembered the scene when my mother raised me from childhood, so I didn't want to do anything, but what could I do? Forgetting the messy room, I suddenly had an idea to tidy up the room and surprise my mother! So, I first picked up the broom and swept the floor, then carefully wiped the floor with a mop, and finally put the things that should be put in the designated position. Only then did I know how hard my mother worked every day. I blew a sigh of exhaustion. Then put my mother's favorite CD "Invisible Wings" into the CD player, and then wait for her to come back and hand over a cup of tea.
after a while, I heard the door opening, and my mother came back. I hurriedly handed over a cup of hot tea. My mother looked at the clean room and the hot tea I handed over. She was very excited, and tears swirled in her eyes. Then she gulped it down and touched my head and said, "Baby, you are grown up and sensible.
my heart is sweet.
I have grown up.
Time is slipping away unconsciously. The study and life in junior high school are tense and busy. Looking back at the time in primary school, there are too many changes. Why are there so many changes? Because we have grown up!
In primary school, the learning atmosphere is very relaxed, and there are often noisy phenomena in class. When I got home, my mother urged me to do my homework reluctantly every day. Now it's different. The class is very quiet, no one is whispering, everyone is learning their own knowledge, whether the teacher is here or not. The first thing to do when you put down your schoolbag at home is to do your homework, and you don't have to be urged by your mother anymore. Why? Because I have grown up!
before, at home, I did nothing. The room is not cleaned up, and the study table is not cleaned up, not to mention cleaning the floor and washing socks. Every day, clothes come to hand, food comes to mouth, and even sometimes I have to sleep with my mother. But now? The first thing to do every morning is to fold the quilt, then tidy the room, and tidy up the desk immediately after finishing your homework at night. As for the smelly socks, you must "dispose" them yourself. Never say, "Mom, I can't sleep. I want you to stay with me." Why is this happening? Because I have grown up!
In the past, my parents decided what to buy for me, and I was just a passive recipient. Actually, it is not passive, because I don't care at all. It's different now. When I buy clothes and shoes, my mother always takes me and asks me if I like them. If I don't like my mother, I won't buy it. My mother said, "You have the right to make your own decisions". I asked my mother why, and she said, "Because you have grown up"!
yes, I have grown up. I learned to study consciously; Learned to take the initiative to clean up the room; I learned to make my own decisions. I hope our little friends, under the guidance of teachers and parents, can make decisions for their own future!
3 As time goes by, the door of youth is also wide open to us. Full of youthful sunshine, projected on us, the whole body is full of long-lost strength. The feeling of growing up comes to my mind ...
Growing up feels like climbing a mountain, going up step by step, growing up step by step, and entering youth, just like going halfway up the mountain in life. Looking back at the road you have traveled, it is more and more difficult. Although someone will help you clear the obstacles in your future, you are still tired from heavy pressure. Now, there are fewer and fewer people to help. Many things need to be decided and faced by ourselves, and the pressure increases. It takes more sweat to take every step, thinking: What will be the next challenge? But when we think about it carefully, the more we go up, the wider our vision becomes. Looking down, we see more things and realize many things that we have never seen before. The feeling of growing up is a seasoning bottle!
Bitterness
When we do something, adults will stop treating us like children. When I was a child, I especially wanted to have a space of my own to do homework, read books and listen to music without any worries. My parents met my requirements, but what followed was that … due to the increase of age and books, I felt dizzy. The originally spacious room was occupied by books, but the space for playing and resting disappeared with happiness except the bed. The feeling of growing up has a bitter taste ...
Sweet
On the way of growing up, there will inevitably be bursts of honey sweet in my heart ... When Mother's Day, a crystal ball prepared in advance is placed in front of my mother. There was a comforting smile on her aging face and a little crystal in her eyes. "You have grown up!" Ah, what a familiar sentence that is! When I went to grandma's house, I gave grandma a back rub and brought water, grandma once said so; When I chatted with my father in an adult's mind and tone, solved obstacles and expressed my views, my father also said such a sentence. Does this … mean that I have really grown up? In the words of adults, I have tasted the sweetness of growing up.
astringent
With the growth of age, I don't know when the feeling of intimacy and brotherhood between classmates disappeared; I don't know what happened, but the "buddies" who played and went crazy together as children are alienated. When I grew up, I learned how to disguise myself, and I also learned that "men and women are different" ... Alas, the astringent feeling brought by growing up!
The feeling of growing up is bitter and sweet, sour and astringent. We try, grow and seek in the seasoning bottle, and the feeling of growing up is familiar but unknown!