1. Write an essay about an incident you experienced while growing up
A 400-word essay on a growth story. In the sky of my memory, there are many beautiful stars. Every star records a story of my growth.
Now I will show you the brightest star. That summer vacation, my mother took my cousin and me to Baiyangdian.
On the third day, we took a boat to the Grand View Garden. When I bought the boat ticket, because I was over 1 meter tall, I couldn’t get free of charge and had to buy a child ticket. But my mother didn’t have enough money and it was not easy to come here once. My mother stayed and let me and my cousin go. Mom And I don’t worry, because we are children after all.
The boat was about to leave, and it was too late to ask my second dad to send money, so my mother said to me: "Chengcheng (my nickname), how about you go back to my second dad's house with your cousin first?" "Okay." I thought, I can't go to Grand View Garden when I go back to my second dad's house. I won't do this kind of "losing money" business! I thought for a while and said, "Mom, I was half-squatting when I was buying the ticket. Can I not buy the ticket?" My mother said, "That's not possible."
But my mother couldn't stand it. After a lot of hard work, I said, "Since you really want to go, I will agree to it, but this is the first and last time this will happen." I nodded in agreement.
When I was buying a ticket, I squatted down and the ticket seller said, "This kid doesn't need to buy a ticket." Haha! I succeeded! During the boat ride, I said to my mother: "I'm so smart!" My mother said: "You kid..." I quickly said: "I know it's wrong to evade fares! Mom? Salute!" I said I made a face, and my mother was amused by me.
Although this incident has been a long time ago, I still remember it fresh. I know fare evasion is wrong.
Composition on an incident while growing up. I remember one time when my parents were not at home. I saw that it was getting late, so I started cooking.
Maybe God helped me, but the refrigerator happened to have my favorites: tomatoes, winter melon and ribs. I first took out a kitchen knife and a few tomatoes.
I put the tomatoes on the cutting board, and it took a lot of effort to cut these tomatoes into "tomato slices" of different sizes. I put these tomatoes on a plate, arranged them in a flower shape, and sprinkled them with sugar. They looked like a child's bright smiling face! Next is stewed winter melon and pork ribs soup.
I cut the winter melon into slices, cut the ribs into pieces, and put down the pot to stew. After about 30 minutes, the soup was ready. I took a bite and it was so delicious! 1 is awesome! I put these two dishes on the table and quietly waited for them to come back.
After 10 minutes, my parents came home. When they saw the food on the table, they quickly praised me as a good boy. This is an ordinary thing that happened when I was growing up. It has enhanced our ability to take care of ourselves, relieved a lot of burdens on my parents, and made them feel that I have grown up.
Growth Story 400 words In my life, there are happiness, frustration, and sadness... When I succeed, I am happy. When I was five years old, I saw many people in movies claiming to be men.
So I asked my dad what a man is, and my dad told me that man is the most glorious title for a boy. I asked again: "Then how do you become a man?" Dad replied: "A man must not flinch when encountering difficulties, and be patient..." Although I didn't quite understand what I heard, I still understood one thing: a man must be brave and brave. strong.
The next day, I went to play with the dog, but who knows, I became so frightened when I saw the dog that I didn’t even dare to get angry. Later, I tried many times and finally succeeded.
Jumping up and down with joy. When I fail, I am depressed.
When I was in the second grade, my mother asked me to get a certificate for being one of the three best students. I was very confident and felt that I would definitely get it.
On Children's Day, I listened carefully to the teacher reading the list of three good students. The teacher finished reading, but he did not hear my name. I went home dejected.
I am sad when I am misunderstood. My mother was very economical with water. One day, when my father was drinking water, he accidentally dropped some water on the ground.
My mother saw it and thought it was ***, so she beat me.
Tears welled up in my eyes immediately. I told my mother the truth. She was with me.
Ah! The experience of growing up was really rich and colorful, and I feel extremely happy when I look back on it! Composition: 400 words of growth story. Unknowingly, we have lived in this campus where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant for six years. Every plant and tree here has grown with us. It is our first teacher who makes us move from childishness to maturity, and from maturity to success... In the six years of primary school, there are many things that have accompanied me in my growth, including the plants and trees around me.
After six years and many hardships in growing up, we are here to discuss the story of growth. I remember that when I first set foot on the road to raise the national flag, I didn’t know how to walk forward. The teacher taught me how to swing my arms and kick my legs... All of this is still fresh in my memory.
At that time, I didn’t know whether I was qualified to put on this military uniform and whether I was worthy of raising this five-star red flag - this serious and solemn task. It was the teachers who allowed me to calm down and take this risk - a difficult and sacred risk.
Wearing the national emblem on my head, wearing military uniform, and performing military salutes, I can’t help but feel proud and proud of this, and I will do my best to raise the national flag this time. This left a deep impression and a beautiful imprint on my growth story.
The first time I spoke as a class leader, the first time I was praised by the teacher, and of course, there was criticism... All these deeds came to my mind. I should be grateful to those teachers, it was them Make me mature and confident. In the past six years, the tree around us has grown six more growth rings, and the tree has become a useful talent. We are not to be left behind and have become a useful talent... 2. Write an essay about a meaningful thing in the process of growing up
If the grass feels pain because there is no majestic tree, then we will not see the vast grassland.
If a shell feels pain because of a grain of sand in its heart, it will never be able to give birth to a pearl. If the flowing water feels painful because of the remaining cliff in front of it, then we will never witness the spectacular flow of the flowing water.
If growth is painful because of setbacks, then there will be no success, happiness, or hope in life. Frustration is an inevitable fork in the road to growth.
Without the support of setbacks, a person will never face a choice to decide the next step of his journey. I have also experienced many mistakes and setbacks while growing up.
In the year when I first entered Lantian, almost instantly, my parents had extremely high demands on me, and my homework and assignments were piled up like a mountain. The pressure on me is getting heavier and heavier.
I am like a top, being whipped and whipped all day long, spinning helplessly. A small "whirlpool" will break my peaceful life.
It was the preparation for the midterm exam. I stepped out of the examination room with confidence, waiting for the exciting news. Soon, my father came and said that my math score was 93 points and I did well in the exam.
I smiled, but I never thought that the smile did not belong to me after all... After a while, my father came again, and he came to me menacingly. "Pa", a slap hit my face, it was so painful.
Dad picked up a test paper from the table. It was a Chinese test paper. There was zero score in extracurricular ancient Chinese, and the total score was even more appalling. Facing my father's angry face, I was scared. I knew that a disaster was coming... That exam was my eternal pain. From then on, I wanted to study hard! But because I couldn't control myself, my old habits relapsed, and my results were always unsatisfactory.
Teachers and parents are on the same front and say the same thing. The pens and test papers in our hands have become the best tools to comfort them. The pen in our hands can determine their mood, sometimes they are happy, sometimes they are sad.
I have no right to watch the beauty of a net of leaves stirred up by the autumn wind; I have no right to appreciate the splendor of a pool of clear water illuminated by the spring light. Reducing the number of times the two red lines cross is my only goal; increasing scores is my only pursuit.
Among "big pain and small joy", I can only choose the former. Frustration contains huge wealth. If you dig into it, it will give you the key to success and lead you to open every door that is in front of you.
If you ignore it, what it will report to you will be endless darkness.
Mistakes and setbacks make us smarter. As we grow, we all need setbacks to hone our skills.
Because a life that has experienced setbacks is that brilliant rainbow. 3. How should I write an essay about the most unforgettable thing in my growing up experience?
Some things are as invisible as the wind and have no memory, but some things are unforgettable and unforgettable... , That morning, a red sun rose from the east, so I didn't bring an umbrella.
But by the third period in the afternoon, the sky was covered with dark clouds, then there was a loud thunder, and then huge raindrops fell from the sky. "Ding ling ling ding ling ling" the bell rang. The students packed their schoolbags and were picked up by their parents one by one.
After a while, there were only a few classmates left in the classroom. I thought to myself: Alas! Why was it that the sky was clear just now, but now it was pouring rain? Why did it rain at this time? well! I didn’t bring an umbrella, and my mother was very busy, so she definitely wouldn’t come to pick me up.
It seems that today I have to go home in the rain. Just as I was about to walk out of the classroom, a familiar figure appeared in front of me.
"Ah! It's mom! It's mom!" I cheered happily. My mother said to me: "Put on your shoes quickly."
After saying that, she handed me the rain boots. After I put them on, I followed my mother home. On the way home, since my mother only brought one umbrella, she kept the umbrella tilted towards me so that I would not get wet in the rain.
And what about herself? But his whole body was soaked by the rain. When I got home, I said to my mother: "Mom, wipe your hair quickly!" Mom Xiaotian said: "It's okay, I'll cook for you right now."
In the evening, mom I started coughing. In order to prevent me from getting wet in the rain, my mother tilted the umbrella towards me, but she caught a cold. My nose felt sore and tears burst into my eyes.
4. When growing up, I chose to write an essay about something I did by myself
When I grew up, I chose to write an essay about something I did by myself
I learned to make sandwiches by myself. Today at noon, my father said: I cook and eat at home every day, cooking and washing pots and dishes. It’s so tiring! My mother suggested going out to eat these days, but my father and I were opposed to it. So my mother said: Well, the three of us will take turns cooking every day! I'm dizzy~ I can't do anything except scrambled eggs, which I think is relatively simple. Good! Let’s make an egg sandwich! Thinking of this, my appetite increased, and I acted immediately. I ran to the kitchen and took out four eggs, a bowl, and a pair of chopsticks. I cracked an egg into the bowl, stirred it evenly with the chopsticks, and then moved I bought a big chair and put it in the kitchen, and prepared a small chair. Then I took my mother’s hand and came to the kitchen. My mother said: What is this for? Why bring the chairs in? I said: Mom, please sit down. I’m here to ask you to teach me how to make eggs. Isn’t Mom very tired? Then sit down. When I thought about starting, my heart became excited. I stood on the small chair, Looking at the wok, I didn’t know where to start. There was a little water in the pot, and my mother stood up and dropped the water in the pot. "Fire up!" Mom said and turned on the fire. I thought that would be enough, and I was ready right away. Pour the eggs in the bowl into the pot. Mom immediately stopped, "Wait until the water in the pot boils dry, put in the oil, and heat the oil a little more before adding the eggs." After a while, the pot burned dry, and my mother put it in the pot. Pour a little oil into the pan. Pick up the wok and shake the oil evenly so that the eggs will not stick to the pan easily. I waited until my mother said it was okay to put the eggs in, and then I carefully put the eggs in. I was afraid that the oil would splash. On the body, because I often heard my mother say that oil splashed on the body will be very hot! As soon as the eggs were in the pot, I smelled a strong egg fragrance. At this time, I found some sticky egg white on my hands. I smelled it curiously and felt the fragrance. I licked it and the taste was a bit clear. It's a bit bland, I've never tasted this before! The eggs kept sizzling in the pot, making a sizzling sound. The eggs gradually took shape and became thicker from thin. My mother had already turned the heat to the minimum, because she was afraid that the oil would be too hot. The eggs were fried. At this time, my mother asked me to use a spatula to turn the eggs over. The eggs on this side were different from the ones turned over. The one side was soft and light in color, but this side was harder than the other side. And it was golden yellow, very beautiful. When the first egg was ready, I looked at this beautiful egg and really wanted to eat it right away! My mother asked me whether I like to eat it with salt or with soy sauce. I said: I like to eat it with soy sauce. So I fried the remaining eggs one by one according to my mother's request, put them on the plate, and finally put the eggs on the plate. Pour it back into the pot. I thought my mother was going to fry it again. I was wondering when I suddenly heard my mother asking for my soy sauce. I immediately took out the soy sauce. My mother took it and poured some soy sauce into the pot and added some boiling water. , let me dip the four eggs evenly into the miso soup, simmer for a while, and the four eggs are ready. We picked the best tomato, cut it into many thin slices, prepared the plate, and brought the bread slices .I first put a piece of bread on the plate, then took a piece of tomato and put it in the middle, then a piece of fried egg, then put a piece of tomato, and finally put another piece of bread. In this way, my sandwich is completed. Got it! "I want to eat it!" I picked it up and took one bite, but I couldn't hold back the second bite. I quickly took the sandwich and gave it to my father and brother, because I thought they would be hungry earlier than me. I went back and cooked the remaining three dishes with my mother. Finally, I remembered to add some shredded green onions, which made it more flavorful than before. I ate it with big mouthfuls, and it tasted great! I think I can make my own eggs in the future! 5. Choose one thing in your growth and write it down simply
Part 1: Growth Story
Many stories happened when I was growing up, but There is one thing that I can't forget. One night I had a high fever and my mother was so anxious that she sent me to the hospital. It was raining heavily that night. My mother braved the heavy rain to send me to the hospital, but she got wet. When I got to the hospital, the nurse sister quickly gave me an injection. One injection, but four injections did not penetrate. My mother quickly asked me if it hurt. I said it didn't hurt. Sure enough, the fifth needle went in. During the past few days when I was sick, my mother has been taking care of me and asked me from time to time if I was thirsty. Are you hungry? ...
From this incident, I feel that maternal love is great, and I must study hard to repay my mother in the future.
Part 2: Growth Story
The sky will not always be clear, the sun will not always shine, there will always be dark clouds gathering; life will not always be smooth, and the road will not always be smooth. Even if it is always smooth, there will always be times when you encounter difficulties.
"The sun always comes after the wind and rain, please believe in the wind and rain..." This passionate song interrupted my meditation and made me divide my memory into scenes after scenes.
I remember ten years ago, there was a pair of young people teaching their children to walk downstairs. That child fell down every few steps and cried loudly, but after repeated training, that child would walk to his parents. That child was me.
This is my growth story.
Part 3: Growth Story
During the Chinese New Year, my mother gave me a New Year painting. At a glance, I found that there was nothing particularly attractive about the painting. I thought to myself: There are so many colorful New Year paintings in the bookstore, why did my mother buy this painting? As I pondered and admired it carefully, I wondered why my mother bought this painting.
The more I watched, the more fascinated I became by the "clack-clack" sound of the horses' hooves. I saw bursts of dust rolled up behind them, as if I could see them galloping freely across the vast wilderness.
At this time, you can also submit articles to the Composition Network. I suddenly remembered the question I just asked, so I ran to ask my mother. My mother smiled mysteriously and asked me: "Who do you belong to?" I suddenly realized and said: " Got it, got it, I am a horse, and the horse in the painting symbolizes me this year. You want me to study hard, not be afraid of setbacks, and always move forward, right?" Mom nodded with satisfaction.
Part 4: Growth Story
Since I was a child, I have been looking forward to growing up quickly. Now I have grown up and am a fourth grade student. I can do many things, such as: mopping the floor, choosing vegetables, making noodles, shopping, tidying up the house, etc.
Now I go shopping with my mother. I no longer make noises asking for this or that. I often help my mother carry things. My mother praises me for being different from before and being more sensible. Last Saturday, I also learned to ride a bicycle. That day, with my father's encouragement, I boldly got on the bicycle, but the bicycle didn't listen to me and staggered around. I was a little scared. My father kept encouraging me, and I decided to give it another try. This time, I rode on the bike, holding the handlebars tightly with both hands, looking forward, and pedaling hard. Gradually, the car became stable. Dad started to hold me from behind, but then he let go. ah! Very good! I finally learned to ride a bicycle. I used to envy those older brothers and sisters who could ride bicycles, but now I can also ride. I have really grown up!
It feels so good to grow up!
Part 5: Growth Story
Everyone’s growth is happy, and everyone’s growth is different. My growth was so cute and interesting...
When I was growing up, I was so domineering in kindergarten. As long as anyone messed with me, I would leave my mark on his arm. tiger tooth mark. Not only that, I also love to cry. If I cry, my neighbors won’t have to have sweet dreams. So people are 70% afraid of me and I am 30% afraid of others. But I think it's quite interesting. But when I was growing up and in sixth grade, I fell in love with learning. If there was a problem, I would take the initiative to ask the teacher, and break the casserole - ask to the end. I especially love to write compositions. If I start writing compositions, I will write with great spirit. Not only that, I also won the second prize in the county. Isn’t my experience great? But I am not complacent, I still want to pounce forward like a tiger in my studies.
My classmates, I have grown up wonderfully and in all kinds of ways. What about you? Chapter 6: Growth Stories
Speaking of growth stories, there are a lot of them! For example, it was fun to ride a bicycle, play badminton, and play table tennis, but the most unforgettable thing for me was learning to skate.
Skating is a sport that looks easy but is difficult to do. It took me a lot of effort to learn this sport. At first, when my mother and I went to buy skates, I excitedly picked out a pair of pink and white shoes and tried skating for a while. The boss said that I was very talented and didn't need protective gear.
When I got home, I happily took the newly bought shoes and went to practice happily.
After putting on my shoes, I was about to take a step, but as soon as I took my foot, I fell down. I struggled to stand up and continued to slide carefully. After taking a few steps, I thought I had already mastered it. But accidentally, I dropped the "dog chewing mud" again. Oops, it hurt me to death! At this time, my mother came down to see me practicing. I skated a few steps. My mother saw that I could skate quite well just after learning, and she praised me repeatedly. Hearing my mother's praise doubled my confidence, and I practiced harder. Through unremitting efforts, I finally learned to skate.
After this incident, I learned: People cannot avoid or escape when they encounter difficulties, because as long as they persevere, they can succeed! 6. Write an essay about a meaningful thing in the process of growing up
If the grass feels pain because there is no majestic tree, then we will not see the vast grassland. If a shell feels pain because of a grain of sand in its heart, it will never be able to give birth to a pearl. If the flowing water feels painful because of the remaining cliff in front of it, then we will never witness the spectacular flow of the flowing water. If growth is painful because of setbacks, then there will be no success, happiness, or hope in life. Frustration is an inevitable fork in the road to growth. If a person does not have the support of setbacks, he will never face a choice to decide the next step of his journey.
I have also experienced many mistakes and setbacks in my growth. In the year when I first entered Lantian,
almost instantly, my parents had extremely high demands on me, and my homework and assignments were piled up like a mountain. The pressure on me is getting heavier and heavier. I am like a top, being whipped and whipped all day long, spinning helplessly. A small "whirlpool" will break my peaceful life.
It was the preparation for the midterm exam. I stepped out of the examination room with confidence, waiting for the exciting news.
Soon, my father came and said that my math score was 93 points, which was a good test. I smiled, but I never thought that the smile did not belong to me after all...
After a while, dad came again, and he came to me menacingly.
"Pa", a slap hit my face, it was so painful. Dad picked up a test paper from the table. It was a Chinese test paper, with a zero score in extracurricular classical Chinese and a disastrous total score. Facing my father's angry face, I was scared. I knew a disaster was coming...
That exam was my eternal pain. From then on, I wanted to study hard! But because I couldn't control myself, my old habits relapsed, and my results were always unsatisfactory.
Teachers and parents are on the same front and say the same thing. The pens and test papers in our hands have become the best tools to comfort them. The pen in our hands can determine their mood, sometimes they are happy, sometimes they are sad.
I have no right to watch the beauty of a net of leaves stirred up by the autumn wind; I have no right to appreciate the splendor of a pool of clear water illuminated by the spring light. Reducing the number of times the two red lines cross is my only goal; increasing scores is my only pursuit. Among "big pain and small joy", I can only choose the former.
There is huge wealth contained in setbacks. If you dig into it, it will give you the key to success and lead you to open every door that is in front of you. If you ignore it, what it will report to you will be endless darkness.
Mistakes and setbacks make us smarter. As we grow, we all need setbacks to hone ourselves. Because a life that has experienced setbacks is that brilliant rainbow.
7. A 400-word essay about growth. Everyone will experience many things in the process of growing up, among which you
Stand in the gap of time, turn around, and you will see that eighteen years old followed the seventeen years old. Years and memories fall little by little with snowflakes, then sink, and then disappear in the prosperous world. There are always some sadness that cannot be described in words. We born in the 90s have flamboyant personalities, laugh loudly, greet our companions, and seemingly The carefree look of a quick guest. Time passes year by year with the sound of firecrackers. Looking at the red mark on the height scale and thinking about those ignorant childhoods, I realize that we are no longer children. Those country roads we walked , the shady trees we climbed through, the small river where we rolled up our trouser legs and went into the water to catch fish... have slowly become distant, and have been gradually labeled as strangers by time. I still remember the time I had an argument with my parents, and ran out of the house when I was angry. I went home and wandered on the street. Later, I went home late playing with my friends. I opened the door, looked at the cold food on the table, and called out. They were not at home. When I got closer, I saw something on the table. Zhang’s father left me a note. “My child, please heat up the food when you get back. Eat it while it’s hot. Don’t be hungry.” I cried when I saw this. I always thought I had grown up, but I didn’t expect that I would always We live under the pampering of our parents. We complain all the time and don’t know what to do for them. But when we encounter difficulties, they are always the first to silently support us and always do what they can for us. Maybe many people would like to say that they were born in a rich family and lived a life without worries about food and clothing, but who really thought about it, those things are not important in fact, this requires love and the company of relatives. , that's enough. Growing up with them is happiness. Maybe this has some answers to your theme, but this is my first time writing.