The story of growing up

The story of growing up 1 Although I am young, I have tasted the ups and downs. Sometimes, I am very happy with a bright smile on my face; Sometimes, I bury what I want to say in my heart, but pretend as if nothing has happened on the surface; Sometimes, I throw the quilt on the bed as a vent.

I remember once, I was scolded by my mother, and her mother said, "I haven't finished my homework, and I still play computer!" " "I was angry and jumped up and talked back to my mother. My mother asked me to reflect for an hour, so I went to do my homework. I secretly told you: "We should listen to our mother, or we will end up as miserable as me!"! " "

On another occasion, my mother said, "Tomorrow, we will travel to Beijing." I jumped up and down on the bed happily. I was so excited that I got up at five in the morning. I realize that being too excited can lead to lack of sleep.

Another time, my mother's colleague, my mother and I were going to a restaurant for dinner. My mother told me not to ask for anything casually, but to eat whatever is available. I saw my favorite food, but my mother reminded me not to want anything. I stared at delicious food, but I couldn't eat it. It really hurts!

There are many interesting stories about my growth! Students, do you have any interesting growth stories?

The story of growing up 2 How much wind and frost does a rose need to bloom? Only the stamens can prove it. During this period, it must experience sweat, tears and blood, which is the price of growth.

When I was in fifth grade, our pipa teacher said to us, "You can start devil training now." We are all excited and nervous. The so-called "devil training" is actually a nine-product test of pipa. Although there are ten levels of pipa, the ninth level is the most difficult to test, which is of course longer and more efficient than the previous training.

When we first started training, we were all fine, so we picked more details and practiced more. The preliminary contest is about to start, and everyone is full of confidence, but when the result comes out, everyone is dumbfounded. Our grades are all "passing". Some students cheer up and continue to practice hard, but I am different from them.

I almost collapsed. I don't know what to do. When the word "Guo" came into view, I felt hopeless. During that time, my mood was very low. Not long after, the "Savior" rematch came. As long as I get "excellent" in the semi-final, I have a chance to win the gold cup in the final. So I continued to work hard, just hoping to prove that I am not bad.

"No, I'm not going, I'm not going!" I shouted at my mother and threw the last notice on the floor. I didn't do well in the semi-finals, but I passed. "I don't want to go to the finals, I don't have the face to go to the finals, and I don't want to go to the finals with a' pass'!" My mother looked at me and didn't speak for a long time. Then she silently picked up the final notice with tears in her eyes and said, "I just want to have a chance to let others applaud you, instead of you clapping for others all the time." Listening to my mother's words, I froze and fell into deep thought: I don't know what the final standard is, I don't know how to play, I don't know if I can …

The next day, I painted my nails and took care of the pipa. I sat in my room, thinking about how I practiced before and where I should focus on practicing. Finally, after playing pipa at home all morning, I suddenly felt a strong feeling: I can do it!

On the day of the final, I tried to suppress my inner tension and skillfully played the songs I had already memorized. Looking at the smiles of the judges, I knew I had succeeded. I hold a bright red "excellent" exam report card, waving it excitedly in front of my mother, and even want to shout to the world: I can do it!

Learning pipa has made me grow a lot. When I was a little girl who knew nothing about pipa, I only cried when I was in trouble. Now that I have grown up, the growth has made me understand a truth: although the flat road is easy to walk, only the muddy road can leave footprints; If I don't go forward and just look back, I will never know how deep the water is in front of me.

Story of growing up 3 This summer vacation, my mother asked me to learn airplane models from Uncle Zhang. Uncle Zhang saw that I was so interested in model airplanes, and he asked me to join his model airplane team.

A few days later, Uncle Zhang said to me seriously, "You can take part in the competition with us, but you can't have your parents with you." I am both happy and surprised. I'm glad I can take part in the competition. Surprisingly, I can only go alone.

The next day, the weather was fine, and there were several soft white clouds floating in the blue sky. We went to the Sunshine Peninsula Hotel by bus. We packed our bags and started intense exercises. This game is called three-on-three football match. Before the game, Uncle Zhang told us the rules of the game: this game is to designate a car to play a white ball. If the red team or the blue team hits the ball into the opponent's goal, the scorer will get one point until the end of the game. whichever team scores more points will win.

In the process of training, my remote control car often has no power or can't be remotely controlled. At this time, all the students came to help me change the battery and check the cause of the failure. Looking at their busy appearance, I felt a warm current in my heart. It turns out that being with classmates is so happy and warm!

The game has started. I'll defend in the back and the other two will attack in the front. We have been passing the ball in an orderly way, not letting the other side catch it. Through our efforts, we finally scored a goal. We looked at each other and knew we were going to use the "Dead Sea Tactics". What is "Dead Sea Tactics"? In fact, it is to advance a goal and then guard against death until the end. Finally, we won. In this process, let me know what is the spirit of unity.

In the next few days, my partners and I cooperated tacitly and finally won the gold medal! I was surprised to find that during this period, I didn't cry because I missed my parents, but I also felt the joy of cooperating with my classmates. I think this is growth!

I remember when I was five years old, my mother bought a lot of sweets. That's my favorite! Because I have dental caries, my mother secretly hid the candy in a very hidden cupboard, but all this can't escape my eyes!

Finally, one day, all the adults at home went out, only my cousin and I were at home. We were so happy that while playing games, we quickly dug out the candy and chewed it. After playing for several hours, suddenly, I felt a stomachache, so I quickly lay down on the nearby sofa, rubbing my stomach and shouting "Ouch, Ouch" ... My cousin leaned in eagerly and asked me about my situation, while wondering, "How did this happen?" Suddenly, like discovering a new continent, she shouted, "It's over!" I asked inexplicably, "What's the matter?" Her legs kept shaking and said, "Beibei, you may have taken rat poison by mistake!" " "Like throwing a thunder, my cousin and I shouted in unison," What can we do! " "

Just when we were desperate, the door opened and my mother came back with a big bag and a small bag. Looking at our sad faces, she patted her cousin on the shoulder and asked with a smile, "Dandan, what's the matter?" Why are your legs shaking like that? My cousin nervously raised her trembling hand and pointed at me and said, "Aunt, my sister may have eaten the wrong candy. She ate rat poison as candy! " "The smile on mom's face disappeared immediately. She looked blankly for a while, and then quickly ran to the trash can to find the candy paper we threw away. After intense searching, my mother burst out laughing. My cousin and I looked at my mother with a puzzled face. Mom looked at us, then at the trash can, and smiled even more happily. It turns out that what I ate was not rat poison, but more exciting candy. Because it is the first time to eat, I feel very uncomfortable. Because some sweets are a bit like rat poison in shape, it is easy to confuse the two. What a false alarm! My cousin and I both breathed a long sigh of relief, while my mother gloated and said, "See if you dare to be greedy in the future!" " "

Although this farce has been going on for many years, every time I think of it, it is both exciting and fun!

Growing things are like a piano, and growing things are like jumping notes on the piano. Every note has become a wonderful piece of music and my happy childhood!

Last summer vacation, I met a white poodle in my hometown. I named it Cong Cong, because it is smart and intelligent like me? The principle of solar eclipse A total solar eclipse occurs because the sun is close to the intersection of the lunar orbit and the earth orbit, and the moon is also at the closest point to this point. In the face of disaster, the people of China will never shrink back. Bao, have a good life

The story of growing up. When everyone grows up, something great will happen. Some of them make themselves optimistic, while others make themselves understand the truth.

One day at noon, as soon as I heard the bell, I put on my schoolbag, ran out of the class in three steps, ran out of the school gate, ran home and knocked at the door in a hurry. Oh, dear! Slow to death. Hardly had my mother opened the door when I ran into the bedroom. I was dumbfounded when I entered the bedroom. I used to be like a floating window on a chaotic battlefield, but now I'm completely clean, without even a trace of ash.

I asked my mother, "Mom, where are the things on my windowsill?" Mom replied, "I just cleaned your house and confiscated everything." Don't study hard and play with these things all day! When you finish the final exam, I will return it to you. "

Hearing this, my lungs exploded and I thought: playing this has something to do with the final exam! Why should I confiscate my things? In a rage, I closed the cutting door and stayed indoors. I didn't say a word to my mother at noon. I ate all the meals in my room alone.

At night, because I have something on my mind, I finish my homework early and lie in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. I don't know why, but the day keeps coming to my mind. I thought about it carefully. It's really impolite to do things by myself, and my mother did it for me, because I'm really addicted to playing with toys and it's easy to forget the time. It is often when my mother comes to check my homework that I remember that my homework has not been finished. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel sorry and want to express to my mother and admit my mistake.

I immediately got out of bed and ran to my mother's room to sincerely apologize to her.

The passage of time brings physical growth, and the understanding of things brings psychological growth.

Growing up story 6 unconsciously, I am ten years old. Opening my growth file, I have the joy of winning the prize, the difficulty of playing the piano, the footprint of exploring knowledge, and the footprint of learning to be a man ... Every story in it moistens me like a small spring rain and teaches me a lot of truth.

When I was eight years old, I saw other students riding bicycles in the summer vacation and seemed to enjoy it. I begged my father to buy me a bike, and finally my father agreed. After buying it, I asked my father to teach me to ride a bike. Dad said: "Help others to the end, send Buddha to the west, then I will teach you!" " "Hearing this sentence, I jumped up with excitement.

We went to the Cultural Square to learn to ride a bike. Dad said to me, "When learning to ride a bike, you should be bold.". Be strong when you fall, don't give up halfway. " . Only in this way can you learn to ride a bike quickly. "I said to my father," No problem. " Dad smiled and said, "you get in the car first." I got on the bus, and my father took my hand and told me to put my feet on the pedal. I stepped on it gradually. Unconsciously, after riding for two laps, my father's hand gradually loosened. I was having fun, but I accidentally fell to the ground. But I didn't cry. I stood up strongly, went back to my bike and continued to practice. I fell once, twice, three times, four times and countless times, but I didn't cry. Until the third day, I was finally able to ride a bike easily.

Although I have learned to ride a bike for some time, I still remember it clearly in retrospect. I further understand that as long as you stick to the end and don't give up halfway, you will succeed!

Growth story 7: My name is You Yiwei. I am 1 1 year old, in grade three. I am lively, generous and outgoing. I was an obedient and sensible child when I was in kindergarten, and I won the prize twice a year. At the age of eight, I walked into the knowledge gate of Pingqiao Primary School with a small schoolbag on my back. Listen carefully in class, think positively, answer the teacher's questions, and finish the homework assigned by the teacher carefully after class. I became the monitor with excellent results and generous performance. In this semester, the school held a revolutionary story speech contest. Under the teacher's careful guidance, I actively trained and gave a speech on the revolutionary story "Zhang Tuanchang's Children" and won the first prize. He won the first place in the school calligraphy competition and got double points in the final exam, and was rated as "three good students" and "excellent class cadres".

The second grade continues to carry forward the advantages of storytelling. Students like listening to stories. When they want to hear it, I will tell them. In a sports class, it began to rain. Teachers and classmates asked me to tell stories on stage. My vivid speech won warm applause from everyone. Although I am young, I can take the monitor's work to heart! I remember once the teacher was driving.

Yes, a child in our class broke his head. I hurried to report to the teacher, who took immediate measures. This year, I won the first prize in the calligraphy competition held by my school. In the mid-term, I was rated as an excellent young pioneer, and at the end of the term.

"Three Good Students" and "Excellent Class Cadres". In front of my grades, I always remember my mother's teaching: there are mountains outside the mountains, there are buildings outside the buildings, and the strong are always strong. Only by looking at the strengths of others can one make progress.

I used to be timid and anxious when I met difficulties. Now under the guidance of teachers and parents, I understand that difficulties are like springs. If you are weak, it is strong, and if you are strong, it is weak. So, I try to be a strong little man. Now, I learned to wash dishes, mop the floor, soak in boiling water and fold the quilt. Whenever my father is not at home, I feel like the only man in my family. I should learn to care about my mother and try my best to do housework for her. On March 8th Women's Day, I carefully made a greeting card for my mother, offering my deep blessing.

In recent years, with the hard training and education of teachers, my class management ability has been improved, and my ability to distinguish right from wrong has also been enhanced. Once, a classmate invited me to play games in the game hall. I said firmly, "I don't want to play." If you play, you will be fascinated and will affect your study. I advise you not to play! " That classmate really got rid of this bad habit.

The story of growing up 8 bloom flowers fall, and the sunset sets in time. In the process of growing up, I met many kind and cheerful good friends, who influenced and changed me invisibly. I will cherish every step of my growth, because we don't want to lose this pure friendship. Even if some of them are just passers-by in life, I will cherish the love they bring. Try to climb up step by step and continue to write the story of my growth.

The story of growing up is not to be continued. Maybe I will experience the hardships of growing up tomorrow, but I will face it bravely. Maybe the day after tomorrow, I will meet the joy of growing up, and I will cherish every beautiful moment. The story of growing up goes like this.

The story of growth 9 growth has been written since I was born. The first page, the second page, and the third page are engraved with fleeting time and exist with the attitude of never getting old. Those endless stories also linger in my ears and reverberate in my mind.

Childhood is a story hanging on a pillow. Every night, my parents always accompany me to sleep, and the sound of "Baby, go to sleep" ripples out a warm current in my heart. In my evening, listening to songs and stories every day has become my compulsory course. Little red riding hood is my favorite. I always clamor for my parents to speak for me. I love this story, but I love my parents' voices more. After telling a story, a beautiful song "Sleep, Sleep, My Dear Baby" haunts my ears, making me sleep peacefully every night. Childhood, the caressing eyes, the beautiful singing, will always reverberate in this small bed, and it still exists today. It is recorded on the first and second pages of my growth. ...

I think of my primary school days ―― pants are short again, so it's time to buy new ones. In the first grade, everything became new. I started interpersonal communication with teachers and classmates. At that time, I was timid, shy and afraid to speak. In the group, I exercise myself slowly. Every day, as before, I will wait for my father to pick me up at the school gate. In the second grade, because my father was busy at work and got off work late, I went home by myself. Since then, I have developed the habit of independence. In the third grade, my father often worked late into the night, and my mother didn't come back until eight or nine. My mother cooks dinner every morning and puts it in the refrigerator. I ate them hot after school. Dad hasn't had much time to take care of me since then. I can only be independent, but I didn't delay my study. Mother said happily, "Great!" In the fourth grade, I learned to cook by myself, so I don't have to worry about my parents anymore. Even so, whenever it rains, they always let me take an umbrella. When it is cold, I will never forget to add an extra dress. On a hot day, my father always gives me extra money and says, "It's hot, buy a popsicle!" " Although they seldom accompany me, this time makes me feel very warm. I carved this period of time in my growth and will stay on the fifth and sixth pages of my growth forever. ...

The story of growing up 10 I often go to Weishan vegetable market with my mother to buy food, and I meet an old woman who sells vegetables.

All the vegetables she sells are grown at home. After weighing, she often puts one or two or a handful of onions in customers' baskets, so many people like to buy them from her. One day, my mother and I went to grandma's house to buy food. That vegetable is tender and fresh! Only 3 yuan, cheap! There are many people around us, one is yours and the other is mine, which makes grandma very busy. At this moment, an aunt rushed in, picked up a handful of dishes from the box and handed grandma 50 yuan money. Grandma took the money, looked down, and said to herself, "I'm looking for you, 47 yuan, this is 20 yuan, this is 65,438+00 yuan, and this is 7 yuan, and" before Grandma finished, the aunt seemed anxious, absently took the money, turned around and quit, and disappeared into the crowd with a bang. When grandma found 10 yuan, she looked up and it was already gone! "ah! 10 yuan less! What should I do? What should I do! " Grandma is so anxious that she has no heart to do business. She wants to disperse the crowd and catch up with the aunt. "Aunt, forget it. This 10 yuan is your bonus today."

A middle-aged man who is picking vegetables aside said. "No, no! How can this work! " Grandma blushed with anxiety and rubbed her apron with her hands. At this time, a customer on the side advised her that she knew the aunt who bought food, and when she went back.

Just let me know. "It's good, it's good. Please be sure to tell her! " Grandma's hand stopped rubbing. A few days later, my mother and I went shopping again. I asked my grandmother if her aunt had seen her. Grandma said happily, "I found it!" Return the money! " Looking at grandma's excited expression, we are also very happy and moved. After reading the full text of Mr. Yang's text, Mr. Yang felt very real and full of life. Shopping with my mother is obviously a frequent behavior of the little author. There are many explanations and explanations at the beginning, middle and end of the article. In the process of buying food, things like "love to buy vegetables grown by farmers", "give more food to customers" or "forget to get change" do happen, and some even happen frequently. Besides selecting good materials, Teacher Yang thinks that the young author knows how to write. The whole article adopts the method of combining general cases with specific cases to better show a kind, enthusiastic, amiable and respectable image of a vegetable-selling grandmother. In particular, the development of specific cases is very attractive. There are only a few words in front of grandma's booth, but it gives people a sense of image. Grandma bowed her head to give customers change one by one, such as slow motion and close-up play, which is in line with the characteristics of slow action and careful work of the elderly. When asking others for less money, grandma repeatedly said, "What should I do?" What should I do? ""no, no! "It also shows that she is so eager. This slow and urgent contrast highlights the kindness of grandma.

The story of growth 1 1 growth is like a pair of wings, let us fly in the sky; Growth is like a book, which makes us understand knowledge.

On Saturday, my mother and I went to Hangzhou Library to read books. I found a seat and sat down. I used to be quiet, but this cartoon was so funny that I couldn't help laughing. I laughed a few times, and everyone sitting with me moved to other places. When I put the book back on the shelf, I found no one around me. Looking at a big word on the wall-"Beijing", I realized my mistake.

However, when I went to the library again, I couldn't help laughing.

So, I began to choose literary books that were not very funny. Since I chose this kind of book, I have stopped talking loudly and laughing. I made many new friends in the library. Whenever there is a book that both he and I want to read, we always read it together and put it back on the shelf together.

I grew up and became a little boy who could control himself. This growth has enabled me to make many new friends and meet many very friendly people.

Growth story 12 growth is like an invisible photo album, which others can't see, but it is deeply imprinted in everyone's heart. The following is a happy thing when I grew up.

I remember when I was in kindergarten, my father took me back to my hometown to play with my grandmother. The day after I arrived at my grandma's house, my father took me to the lawn next to his primary school. I saw four groups of poles with different heights erected on the grassy grass, with four cushions under them.

At this moment, my father said, "Let's play dancing, shall we?" Because at home, I like dancing very much, and I can dance very high, so I agreed without thinking: "Good! Come and come, who is afraid of who! "

These four groups of poles are 40 cm, 60 cm, 80 cm and 1 m respectively. I flew, only to see me jump, and then jumped easily, and I made a perfect landing action. Later, I jumped 60 cm and 80 cm poles in the same way.

But at this time, I was confused, because I barely jumped over the 80 cm pole, so I felt a little afraid to jump. At this time, my father seemed to read my mind and said, "What's the matter? Dare not jump? It doesn't matter. There is a cushion here, even if the glue falls, it won't hurt. " Hearing my father's words, I got up the courage to run. But running, I slowed down like a deflated ball. "Come on, you just need courage, you will succeed!" Hearing this sentence, I started again, jumped up again, and only heard a bang, and I fell on the mat. "Yes! I succeeded, I jumped over! " I cheered.

Thanks to my father, he told me that as long as I persist bravely, I will succeed. Whenever I encounter difficulties and want to escape from the cold, my ears seem to hear my father's words: "As long as you have courage, you will succeed!" " "This sentence encouraged me and gave me courage. There will still be difficulties and setbacks on the road to growth, and my father's teaching can benefit me for life.

Growth story 13 Everyone's growth is full of memories, so am I, I am a boy whose memories are full of country flavor.

The memory of growing up is full of happy elements.

I was so happy when I was a child. When autumn comes, the fields are golden. Every day, my friends and I go to the fields to cut rice with our own adults. While the adults are working hard, my friends and I are playing in the open space next to us, full of laughter.

Elementary school. I am old enough to go to school. I study in a beautiful school and have many partners around me. In class, the first sound we just read came from the classroom. The class was over, and the campus was full of people. That was our laughter. After school, we stopped on the way home, full of joy.

The memory of growing up is full of parting.

Growing up, my parents worked in other places and came back for the New Year once a year. Every time my parents come back, it is the happiest time for me. In less than a month, my parents are leaving again. On the day of parting, I dare not meet anyone, so I shut myself in a room, because I am a boy who can't help crying when I am sad. How much I want to enjoy the company of my parents in my childhood, just like other little friends!

The sixth grade of primary school is the last stage of a semester, and the second half is the first grade. In the last class of the last day, our two closest class teachers told us about the beauty of junior high school life, hoping that we would be curious about junior high school and let us forget the sadness of parting. But we don't feel any curiosity at all. We are immersed in the sadness of parting! We are in tears at the desk that has been with us for six years! Because we don't want to leave our alma mater, our most beloved teacher and our classmates who have lived for six years!

On the day of primary school graduation, we were full of expectations for junior high school, and we were full of nostalgia for our alma mater, teachers and classmates.

Growth is something that everyone has experienced personally and is indispensable to everyone. Whose growth is not full of joys and sorrows, everyone wants to keep their precious memories and don't want to forget them!

The story of growing up 14 Faced with the result that everyone will get old, I can't help thinking of the good old days. Unconsciously, the time is as long as the blink of an eye. As I grew up, I changed from an ignorant child to a mature girl.

Everyone has paved their own way. Only by our own efforts and persistence can we achieve today's achievements. When I was a child, I only thought that learning was secondary and playing was the main thing. This is why people's childhood is carefree, without any troubles. At that time, whenever I encountered setbacks and difficulties, I would sit on the ground and cry, and I would ask my parents to solve them. At that time, you relied on them.

People always have to grow up, and then, the future road is completed by yourself, and you can't rely on anyone. Therefore, this is the beginning of life, setbacks and failures are inevitable, but you need to overcome them. This can prove that you are growing step by step and accumulating bit by bit.

Life is like a clean blank sheet of paper, because with growth, everything encountered on the road will be presented on the blank sheet of paper. Finally, you will find that this is a growth story full of words. Now I am a middle school student. You should know that junior high school is an important stage, and natural homework will be aggravated. I'm under great pressure in the face of a carpet of test papers. Naturally, my parents have high expectations. God, I didn't expect a junior high school student under 18 to have so much pressure and trouble.

When I was a freshman, I had a big exam. My exam score is a little higher than before. I thought I would get praise and encouragement from my parents, but I didn't expect to be scolded. I don't understand why my parents are still dissatisfied with the progress. I asked my sister about this, and her words shocked me very much.

This achievement can't meet their requirements. It seems that they have high expectations of me. For yourself, don't let them down, and also give yourself a good future. I will work hard and try again. Even if I encounter setbacks, I will try my best to overcome them. I believe I will make my own way.

Your change from small to large shows that you are growing up slowly. People are mature step by step, and growth requires you to temper an indomitable spirit.

Growing up stories 15 There are countless stories that happened during my growing up, just like the stars in the sky, and one of them is still fresh in my memory-learning to swim.

One summer four years ago, my parents took me to learn to swim. I put on my bathing suit and swimming cap and went to the swimming pool. Wow! This water is really clear, like a lake, and the crystal clear water can reflect my shadow. I touched the water with my hand. It's cold! I thought to myself, "Don't you get used to the temperature by splashing water on your body?" But I still didn't dare, so I reached over and stomped around inside. After a while, the coach came. I stood up and said politely, "Good coach!" "The coach said," Hello, classmates, now let's hold our breath together! ""I'm too scared to go into the water. I only heard a plop, and the coach pushed me down. After a few sips of water, I struggled in the water. I actually floated to the surface with a pedal. Slowly, I am no longer afraid, but feel it is a kind of fun and enjoyment. I am experiencing this kind of fun and enjoyment.

Learning to swim gives us physical and mental exercise and makes us bold and cautious. In fact, when I was growing up, I was just a wave, growing like a train, and he kept moving forward. There are many things to experience when growing up, so we should grasp the pulse of growth! Let us grow up healthily.