There are countless stars in the sky. I reached for the brightest one and looked at it carefully. It turned out to be about friendship.
When I was 5 years old, my best friend Cheng Jiayi and I clubbed together to buy a pack of snacks. We went to the canteen, and everyone chose a favorite. After our fierce competition, we chose a packet of potato chips with tomato flavor.
The two of us took a bag of potato chips and ran to our secret base-Little Red House. The little red room is all red outside, and we have carpeted it inside, so we can sit here for ten people and eight people, and it won't be crowded. We eat under the little red house. "Give me some!" Cheng Jiayi was very angry when he saw that I ate so much. "I didn't eat much!" I don't think I ate much myself. "You ..." We both said fiercely. After a while, we were both flushed, but we were still arguing. Finally, I grabbed the snacks and ran out of the little red room to eat by myself. I only heard crying in the little red room in the back. I ignored it and hurried back.
My mother was a little surprised to see me coming home. "How did you come back?" I told the story to my mother very grievance. My mother said to me earnestly, "You can't be too selfish. Snacks are bought by you and Cheng Jiayi, not you alone. " After listening to it, I felt reasonable, so I went to the grocery store to buy a bag of potato chips with tomato flavor, went to Cheng Jiayi's house, stuffed a bag of potato chips into her hand and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so selfish!" ""it's okay! We are still good friends! " Cheng Jiayi looked at the snacks in her hand and said, we hugged again.
Generosity is one of our virtues. If we lose it, our friends will leave you, and you will become very selfish, right?
Growing up composition 2 The taste of growing up is like an overturned five-flavor bottle, which contains various flavors, making me happy, sad, depressed and sour.
The taste of growing up is sweet
On the first day of school, I made friends with many children and met many teachers who taught us. The teacher also sent us dozens of interesting books, large and small. Although I can't understand a lot of content, I still read it with relish for a long time. Because I want to form a good habit of reading. I am very happy this day.
Therefore, the taste of growth is sweet.
The taste of growth is sour.
When I got home, my mother began to scold me again: "You black sheep …" Then she said that I made the kettle that my brother broke, I lost the ink spilled by my brother, and I spilled water on the TV ... It seems that everything is my fault and I am about to collapse. Why, why! ?
Therefore, I think the taste of growing up is sour.
Growing up tastes spicy.
Today, our school launched an activity specifically for our fifth-grade students. Let's each prepare a manuscript, memorize it, and then make a speech. I spent two whole days training repeatedly and asked the teacher for guidance. Finally, it's my turn to go on stage. Won thunderous applause with the most beautiful and moving voice. When I saw the green card that the judge teacher gave me, I felt excited for a moment. When I was pleasantly surprised to hold the prize, my heart was warm, as if I had just eaten my favorite mala Tang, and I felt particularly comfortable.
Therefore, I think the taste of growing up is spicy.
The taste of growing up is bitter
Today, my mother is mopping the floor. I want to go out to play. My mother said, "What are you playing? I worry about you every day, and you still want to play and stay for one day! Take a good look at your book! " Looking at my mother's fierce look, I was so helpless and depressed: I didn't go out all morning, but I wanted to go out in the afternoon and didn't let me, huh!
This time, it feels bitter to grow up.
In short, the taste of growing up is mixed!
Growing up composition 3 The taste of growing up is like wind, rain, stars, flowers, morning and evening.
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Growth is happy. We grow up day by day, and our knowledge increases day by day. In school, we listen to the teacher with wisdom, run on the playground in the rain, absorb the nourishment of knowledge in our homework, get the infiltration of wisdom, and make ourselves more and more sensible and understanding. This is happiness. At home, I work with my parents and share our stories. Isn't the rising horizontal line of the door panel a symbol of our growth? Outside, I felt the agility of life in nature, smelled the fragrance of the earth, listened to the sound of rain falling and watched the birds spread their wings and soar. This joy will spread from the bottom of my heart bit by bit, and I will be happy in my heart and smile at my brow. This kind of love will increase little by little as you grow up.
Growth is also bitter. When I was a child, I accidentally fell down and might cry for a long time. After falling down again and again, I got up, sad and laughing. Now I can easily pat myself, stand up, apply medicine calmly and dress the wound. Repeated failures have taught me to be strong and to face life with a smile, no matter when and where.
Growth is hard! When I was a child, I never forgot my dream. After returning home, I listened carefully in class and studied hard all night. A few years of cold window will eventually become what you want. Achievement is hard-won, talent is sacrificed for ease and happiness, and maturity is gained through vicissitudes. Life is like a circus, either reduced to ashes or refined into steel.
On the way of growing up, I will experience tears and laughter, failure and success. I have cried and laughed for thirteen years. These thirteen years have taught me a lot, and I never regret it. In the past thirteen years, I have tasted many flavors, all kinds of ups and downs. I want to tell myself that I must work hard, persist and enjoy the wonderful growth.
The taste of growth Composition 4 The taste of growth is sweet. I jumped into the starry sky, recalled my childhood, looked back at my footsteps, and recalled sweetness. ...
At the age of 3, I moved from the countryside to the county seat, and my sweetness was hidden in my grandmother's sweater. "Come on, try the sweater that grandma knitted for you!" I flew over, "Wow, what a beautiful sweater, thank you, Grandma!" " "Put on a new sweater, so warm and warm. I saw a flower in my grandmother's eyes, which bloomed brilliantly for me. Every time I wear this sweater, I can feel happiness and being spoiled. Wearing grandma's sweater, I grew up slowly.
4-year-old, in kindergarten, sweet hiding in grandpa's wave. Every day after school, I followed the team to the school gate and saw my grandfather waving. I skipped over and grandpa smiled kindly at me and put me on the bike. Whether it is the scorching sun or the biting cold wind, this bicycle is creaking, as if playing a deep family movement.
6-year-old, studying in Taihe No.2 Primary School, hiding his father's expectation in sweetness. During the summer vacation, my father took me to Beijing, Shaoshan and Kunming. When climbing the Great Wall, I really realized that the longest and strongest Great Wall on earth contains the indomitable and self-improvement national spirit of our Chinese nation. It is this spirit that has always inspired me to learn and grow.
Studying in Taihe No.4 Middle School today, the sweetness is hidden in my mother's exhortation. "It's cold, so put on more clothes." "The exam should be carefully examined, and it's easy first and then difficult." These words are simple, but they bloom in gorgeous colors. Whenever my monthly exam scores drop, my mother always gently says to me, "Nothing, a life without failure is an incomplete life." At this time, my heart seems to see the sunshine after countless storms. In this family sunshine, I learned to face failure and get up after falling.
Because of sunshine and heat, the grass is full of vitality; Because of the care and love of my relatives, the taste of my growth is sweet.
Time flies, and years are like songs. I lived and grew up in such sweetness.
Growth Composition 5 The taste of growth is a familiar word. Everyone doesn't want to grow, but we are growing all the time, and everyone's growth is different. Some people grow up in pain, some people grow up in tempering, and some people grow up in happiness. Because growth is ups and downs.
Growing up, I thought I was happy. Carefree at school. I don't have to worry about exam scores. I go to play after finishing my homework every day. I can watch wonderful cartoons, listen to wonderful music and play games happily every day. This is sweet.
I haven't done this since senior three. When the pointer pointed to six o'clock, I dragged my tired body home, but I couldn't rest. After supper, I have to do my homework again. At that time, I finally finished my homework when the alarm clock rang eight times. But I can't rest yet, and I have to take out my books to review. I often can't wash and sleep until nine or ten o'clock. Day after day, year after year. I think this is suffering.
Eleven years old, slowly, my body became stronger. And I've been through a lot of parting. Whenever I leave my relatives and friends, there will be a bitterness pouring out of my heart and a bitter tear flowing down my mouth; Whenever the teacher scolds you, whenever you are wronged by others, tears will plop out of your eyes. This is acid.
There is a smell that I don't want when I grow up. In the process of growing up, there will always be some sad things, such as the departure of relatives, the departure of friends because of misunderstanding, and the ridicule of classmates because of contempt. These things are as hot as fire in people's hearts.
However, when a person grows up, he must face these things and work hard to overcome them. From small to large, there are sour and sweet, bitter and spicy. But only when you really grow up can you understand the help and tempering of these sufferings. Only by experiencing and overcoming ups and downs can we fly to the branches and become a beautiful phoenix.
What is it like to grow up? It is sour, like an immature lemon; It is sweet, like a ripe strawberry under a green leaf; It is bitter, like coffee without sugar; It's still spicy, like red pepper.
Children who grow up don't want to grow up, because they are afraid of the ups and downs of growth, because they are afraid of the infinite troubles of growth. After reading Professor Fang Weiping's The Taste of Growing up, I learned more about growing up and my parents.
Looking back at the road I have traveled before, I am so ignorant and naive. At home, I am a little emperor. I never care about other people's feelings. It annoys me to nag about love, and sometimes I talk back to them. When I finished reading the story of the ugly girl Mu in The Taste of Growing up, I was instantly moved by her maternity. What moved me was not how noble she was, nor how great she was, but just because she was ordinary and kind. Look at your parents, don't you?
Life is like a speeding train. If you walk too fast, you can't enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way. In fact, everyone's life course is priceless, and it is written gradually with sweat and time. As the author said: "There are always so many days in life that people are worth remembering. Now I always like to watch the fish swim leisurely by the pool, watch them bloom, watch the maple leaves fall quietly in the Woods, and watch the snow outside the window. I can always feel the beauty of growth and the passing of the world. " Yes! At first, we were afraid of growing up. Now, we feel the joy of growth. This is the taste of growing up.
Growth is a never-ending process. Walking on the road of growth, we will always smell and taste the growth. Every story in the book has a different feeling. What impressed me the most was "Fooled by the Fox again", in which the cunning and insidious fox bit off his leg alive and finally died to save the little fox from the enemy. That little surprise and shock went deep into my heart and lingered for a long time.
Growth follows us like footprints, accompanying us. One day, looking back at us at that time, we will have a different taste of growth.
The taste of growing up composition 7 The taste of growing up is like a seasoning bottle, with five flavors: sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. Let me talk about the ups and downs of my childhood!
sweet
Once, my father and I went to the pigeon garden to play. After we bought the nutrition, we carefully opened the door to feed the pigeons. Dad picked up some corn and boldly held out his hand. A pigeon carefully flew to his father's hand and stopped to peck. Then the other one flew to dad's hand, and suddenly two pigeons competed for food and pecked dad's hand. When the fight between them ended, I asked my father, "Are you in pain?" Dad said, "It doesn't hurt!"
I reached out my hand timidly and a pigeon flew into my hand. Suddenly I was afraid of being pecked by pigeons, so I drew my hand back at once. Then, I held out my hand in horror, and a pigeon flew into my hand again. This time, I didn't shrink back timidly, but boldly let it peck my hand. Watching pigeons eat delicious food in my hands makes my heart as sweet as honey!
difficult
Once, I skated with a new trick "10 million meter sprint". As a result, I accidentally stepped on a branch. Although I didn't slip successfully, I really fell. My leg immediately became bloody, and I couldn't make any big moves for a whole month.
Finally, after a month, I feel that the wound is almost healed. My parents took me to Qingdao to take photos. In order to ensure the "shooting effect", I put on a handsome squat. A sharp pain came, and the wound on the right leg was heartbreaking. Alas! It's really dumb to eat coptis chinensis. I can't tell you how bitter it is!
Think of me before, no matter what experience I have, I can always feel very happy in retrospect!
The taste of growing up Composition 8 The taste of growing up is like a bowl of soup with a strange taste, which is sweet, sour, spicy and salty, and everything is available. Only by savoring it carefully can we understand it.
Dark clouds are gathering.
"No.49, 87 points." Why, I looked at the test paper on the desk with my eyes open and waited for a while. The teacher's words gave me a heavy blow. "This exam is not very ideal. Some students have seriously regressed. You know, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. You can't be proud. I hope this classmate will correct it next time. " At that time, I was playing with my deskmate and didn't listen carefully to what the teacher said. Now that I think about it, isn't that what the teacher said about me?
After school, I walked home alone. The sun is dim, the air is suffocating, the pedestrians in the street are in a hurry, and the leaves are blown by the wind. ..............................................................................................................................................
2. Storm, lightning and thunder
When I got home, I didn't dare to face my parents' expectant eyes and went straight into the room. Throw away your schoolbag and lie on the bed. I don't know how long it took. I glanced at the clock. It was already seven o'clock. After all, what should come will come. I sat down, clutching the test paper, and strode to the living room. There is quite a sad feeling that "the wind is rustling and the water is cold, and the strong men are gone forever."
"Mom, I only got 87 points this time." I passively told Nuo Nuo that the atmosphere didn't dare to breathe. "Oh." Mother replied firmly, and I couldn't help but stare big eyes. This routine is wrong. Is this the calm before the storm? "It doesn't matter if you fail this exam. It's good to come again next time. Let's go to eat. " I secretly made up my mind that I would never live up to my parents' expectations.
See the rainbow after the rain.
I got good grades in the second exam, and got the first "98" in my class. The teacher smiled at me again, and I couldn't wait to tell anyone the news. I finally failed my parents' expectations.
It's strange to grow up, but you have to understand Only when you have experienced it will you gain something.
The taste of time is a guide, which takes us into the journey of growth. After 90, we have lost our childishness, stopped being frivolous and gradually matured.
Growth is a seasoning dish. Everyone will go through the process from childhood to growth. Looking back on our growing experience, every fragment is deeply engraved in our minds and hearts. In the process of growing up, there are sour, sweet, bitter and spicy. From the moment we were born, we were the little prince and princess at home. Growing up with parents' love, parents' love for us can't be clearly stated in one or two sentences. They will try their best to meet our requirements, almost on call. After going to school, I have teachers' concern, and I have learned some knowledge and truth under their careful teaching. As we grow up, our troubles will follow, and the burden on us will become heavier and heavier.
Acid is something that everyone has experienced when growing up. When criticized by the teacher; When you are not optimistic; When you feel wronged, you will feel a sour taste from the bottom of your heart, and tears will follow. When I was a child, I always complained to my parents. However, when I grow up, I will learn to solve it myself and face it.
Sweetness is the taste that everyone likes when they grow up, and the joy of every success is the sweetness when they grow up. When I was a child, I only thought that having parents' love was happiness. When I grow up, I find that sweetness still needs my own efforts and efforts. The sweetness of childhood makes people miss, and the sweetness of growing up makes people yearn for it.
Suffering is what everyone doesn't want when they grow up, but there is a saying, how can we see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Life is not smooth sailing. We should bravely face the setbacks in life and grow up in adversity in order to realize the feeling of sweetness in bitterness.
Spicy is the most unbearable taste since childhood. As an idiom goes, joy begets sorrow. When you are happy, there is a sad thing, such as a pot of cold water splashing on your head, which makes you unprepared. This is spicy.
From small to large, there are sour and sweet, bitter and spicy. Only when you grow up can you understand the help of these smells, and you can know if you are grown up and sensible.
What is it like to grow up? Is it sweet? Is it sour? Is it spicy? Still bitter?
The taste of growth is sweet.
I always wanted to grow up quickly and stop being a little guy. Every Spring Festival, I will compare my height with my father. When I grow taller, I will hug the doll's neck and shout happily, "I have grown taller! I have grown taller! " Then he jumped around on the ground like a little monkey. Ah, the taste of growing up is so sweet!
The taste of growth is sour.
Now, I have entered the fifth grade. Every time I fail in the exam, I will shed sour tears, but I am not a charming child. I have never lost confidence because I listened to the teacher's criticism. As long as I work hard, my grades will definitely catch up! Growing up tastes really sour!
Growing up tastes spicy.
Once upon a time, I was a child who had never seen the world, and I did whatever my parents asked me to do. Now that I am grown up, I can solve everything by myself, even if I fall, I don't cry. When I didn't do well in the exam, my parents nagged me, so I stopped nagging. The voice was 120 decibels (because I was bored). Sometimes, I talk back to my parents because of a small problem. The taste of growing up is really pungent
The taste of growing up is bitter
I used to go to kindergarten and watch my favorite Happy and Big Big Wolf every Sunday. It's the fifth grade, but every week on the rest day, there are "math cram school", "English cram school" and "piano cram school" ... either cram school or homework: I answer questions in Qidong Huanggang Exercise Book and Little Genius for primary and middle school students ... I'm like a bird trapped in a cage, and I have no sense of freedom at all. I know that parents want their children to be "determined to succeed" and "determined to succeed", but we are trapped in cages all day and work hard on the "mountain", which leads to a decline in our grades. Growing up is a bit bitter!
It's good to grow up! Is it sweet or not? Is it sour? Is it spicy? Still bitter?
The taste of growth composition 1 1 If life is an endless sea, then we will sail a "growing" sailboat and ride the wind and waves; If life is a vast grassland, then we will ride a growing horse and gallop wantonly; If life is a pot of fresh soup, then we should boil the taste of "growth" into the soup and savor it carefully. Growing up, I was not afraid of the wind and rain, and I benefited a lot from tasting their growth with my heart.
Grow up in pain
Sima Qian is a famous historian and writer in the history of China. He created Historical Records, which was praised by Lu Xun as "a historian's swan song, leaving Sao without rhyme". He was implicated in the Li Ling case and endured torture in prison. Rick wrote this book despite suffering unimaginable to ordinary people. With tears in his eyes, he swallowed his own blood and sang the inspirational words: "People are inherently mortal, or heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather." The taste of growing up is absolutely bitter for him, but if he can't stand this bitterness, how can he get eternal sweetness?
In fact, why didn't I grow up in misery? Only by rising in pain and making progress in pain can we taste the sweetness after the haze.
Grow in acid
Helen Keller is an American blind and deaf woman writer, educator and philanthropist. She lost her sight and hearing because of illness at the age of one and a half, which must be unimaginable pain for an ordinary person, but she learned to use five languages under the guidance of Sullivan. This process must be very sad, but she didn't lose heart and tried her best. Finally, she grew up and realized her life value. For Helen Keller, after experiencing the pain of despair, the taste of growing up is also sweet. It is the clarity and carefree after seeing the sun through the clouds, and it is the touch and harvest of watching.
Actually, so am i. Every time I see others get good grades easily, how can I not feel bad, but I still study hard. Only in this kind of "acid" can we grow better.
Growing up like water without trace, looking back, I gradually tasted the taste of growing up.
The taste of growing up composition 12 My mother hugged me tightly, and her strength seemed to rub me into her blood. I can feel my mother's body trembling slightly, but I don't understand the complex emotions contained in this trembling.
More than half an hour ago, our research group just finished its research activities in Fort Worth, and then it was free time. Mom said she was going to the bathroom and asked me to wait for her at the door of the bathroom. Just when I was a little impatient, several friends came running to greet me to go up the mountain with them. I followed without hesitation. I didn't expect to say hello to my mother in the toilet. The air on the mountain is fresh, the trees are shaded, the flowers are in full bloom, the birds are singing, and my friends and I have a good time like happy birds until my mother flies over and hugs me tightly. ...
On the way down the mountain, my mother and I were silent all the way She hesitated several times, but her hand kept on my shoulder until it ached. Her pace is slower than usual, and so is my nervous heart.
When I returned to my residence, I found that my mother's right ankle was red and swollen! "When I found out that you were gone and I couldn't get in touch, I was frightened, and all kinds of bad and terrible pictures kept appearing in my mind. I lost my cool, looked for you everywhere like crazy, and accidentally twisted my foot. " Mom said quietly. My eyes suddenly turned red and my voice choked: "mom, mom, I'm sorry!" " "At this moment, I fully understood the emotions represented by my mother's previous trembling. That's the fear of finding lost contact, the ecstasy of finding it back, and the sadness of my irresponsible behavior regardless of others' feelings.
The moment I understood these feelings and these truths, I grew up, although the taste of growing up was so heavy.
The Taste of Growth Composition 13 In the process of growing up, you will experience many things, which are often condensed with ups and downs? , Xin and many other flavors, all of which are the flavors of growth.
In the taste of growing up, there are also different moods, happiness, troubles, sadness, anger and so on. If a thing has no taste and no mood, then it is boring to experience.
Let's take a few things in my primary school. The first thing was when we had a physical education exam in grade four. Although more than two years have passed, every time I recall something, I still remember it vividly. That day, our PE teacher said to us, "Run to the stadium in the third class and tell the students to get ready." As soon as the voice fell, there was a mess under it, shouting and making noise. Finally, in the third class, the students walked listlessly into the playground. After counting the number of people, the teacher said, "The exam begins." Suddenly my heart beat in my throat? I looked blankly at my running classmates, and finally it was my turn. I stood at the starting line with my heart pounding? The teacher shouted, "Run!" We all rushed out of the starting line. Slowly, I feel less nervous. Finally rushed into the finish line and won the second place. In this case, nervousness, anxiety and excitement are all manifested, and such things are called tasty things. In fact, the taste of growing up is more than that. For example, reading a good book, listening to a good song, watching a ball game and overcoming a difficult problem all make us extremely excited and proud. Moreover, it is an encouragement from the teacher, a reminder from the elders and the concern of parents, which makes us very happy. The taste of growing up is something you have experienced and felt, but we have not noticed it. In my growing career, what I remember and remember are all living things, so I want to make my growth full of flavor.
The taste of growing up composition 14 In this beautiful world, there are many things that I remember vividly. They are like stars in the sky, countless, and the brightest one is the star about honesty.
In a physical education class class, I saw a male classmate bullying a girl with an iron cup full of water. I immediately stepped forward to stop him. That male classmate seems to have made enemies with me, too After a while, when I was playing games with my friends, the "madman" suddenly rushed over and bumped me into the wall, ready to hit me with a glass of water. At this moment, my good friend stepped forward to help me. I was very angry and gave him a good beating.
After class, he ran to a crowded place and said that I stole his keys and cups, but those students also saw it. If they didn't believe it, they scolded him. The next day, he walked carefully to my seat, lowered his head and muttered, "I'm sorry for hitting you yesterday and framing you." "If you want to apologize, don't look for me, find Wang Haoran. He was beaten to tears yesterday, and now he ... "Before I finished, Wang Haoran smiled and said gently," Nothing, I forgot. However, I have to tell you that you are lying. The most important thing between people is honesty. Lying will be punished. Just like you, you not only failed, but also recited a lot of' names', so no one will make friends with you. " Hearing this, I clapped my hands. How nice that is, isn't it?
One thing makes people understand the truth, an apology makes others know themselves clearly, and let us greet a happy tomorrow with integrity. At that moment, I felt that I had grown up.
What do you think growth is 15? As the saying goes, life is bitter first and then sweet. Now that we have reached the age of suffering, it is inevitable that we will lose some childhood happiness.
Unconsciously, my life has experienced twelve seasons. Perhaps compared with a person's life, these twelve years are not very long, but I have also experienced a lot of growth. There are many flavors of growth, sour, sweet, bitter and spicy.
Growing up, when you are rebellious, you will inevitably quarrel with your parents. After every quarrel, I think that my parents are thinking about us, and my eyes and heart are sour and unbearable, and my nose is sour.
In the process of growing up, it is essential to learn to do everything yourself. For example, if I am injured, I should learn to handle it by myself without my parents. At that time, I was the most helpless time, and the injured place was also burning and painful.
Of course, there is always some sweetness in the process of growing up. Whenever I celebrate the Spring Festival on the first day of the Lunar New Year, my father will measure my height, mark a place on the wall, and watch that mark get higher and higher, and I will be happy. Also, when the results are announced, if I see the plus sign in the last column of the report card, I will suddenly feel that all the review, practice and efforts before the exam are nothing, and my heart will suffer immediately.
Time flies, I have tasted a lot of growing up, and I am no longer a child pestering my mother to tell me bedtime stories. To my mother, it's like a fool. When I grew up, I lost my childishness and got rid of my bad habits and ignorance.
On the road of growth, there are sour and sweet, bitter and spicy, but only when we have tasted these flavors will we know whether we have grown up or not. We should learn to cherish the sweetness of growth and not lose it. Also remember the sour, bitter and spicy growing up. As we grow up, this is the taste of growth!