Life is beautiful. Life is a thick book, and every page records the footprints of a person's growth. Childhood is a dream; youth is a painting; youth is a poem. ——Inscription: The wind chimes of the years are shaking and shaking, and they have been shaking for sixteen spring and autumn years without knowing it. Grandma said: "We haven't seen each other for a few days. This child has really grown up and is taller." Mother said: "I have finally grown up and understand how to understand my parents' hard work." The teacher said: "You have grown up. Now I can take the initiative to learn. "...I also think that I have grown up and become more and more mature. "Teacher, when will I grow up?" My immature voice was left in the kindergarten growth files. Colorful comic strips have given me endless fun. When I was a child, I always looked forward to growing up quickly. At that time, I just hoped that when I grew up, I could live independently and no longer be "oppressed" by my parents. Breakfast is made by my parents, my clothes are worn by my parents, and my bed is made by my parents... Although my parents have given me a lot of warmth, I feel that everything does not feel like my own. Therefore, I am eager to grow up, eager to grow up quickly. Flowers are blooming and falling, autumn wind and autumn rain are coming, and another autumn is coming. Finally, I entered the fourth grade of elementary school. My mother said to me: "You are not young anymore, and you should take care of yourself in life." So, I had my own little world - a small house of three square meters. This is so exciting. I finally have my own place to live and can take care of myself. In this small world, reading has become my greatest pleasure. When I read "The Gadfly", I couldn't help but be moved by the inseparable family ties; when I read the science fiction novel "The Mysterious World", I allowed myself to flap my imagination and add more mystery and beauty to the storyline. I am intoxicated in the ocean of books. Books are the source of wisdom and the ladder of human progress. Accompanied by the fragrance of Mo Yun and books, I grew up day by day. "Flowers bloom again, and people are no longer young." When the rain and dew in the flower season moistened my heart, I gradually matured. I entered the threshold of junior high school life. This is the life I really want. I remember that the night I just lived on campus, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep well all night, even though I felt a little desolate about leaving home. In school, I not only appreciated the mysteries of nature and the beauty of the space world, but I also learned how to be a human being. My friends and I laughed and joked freely. Because I found the wings to fly, "How Steel Was Tempered" made me stronger. Looking back on the days we have passed, we have left a series of crooked footprints on the road of growth, including pain and joy, fulfillment and loss. Although the paradise of childhood makes me nostalgic, I still hope to grow up. "Thousands of ancient and modern books disappear forever, and the dusk in a window sends away the fleeting years." I want to pick up the waves of wisdom, constantly enrich, enrich and improve myself, and live happily every day in the reverie and longing for a better life. Happy and meaningful. "Life is beautiful!" In my growth file, I wrote my motto.