The years of growth are like flowing water, coming and going in a hurry. Before you know it, it's time of year again. Around every child like me, there are joys and troubles that irrigate our growth.

Happiness and troubles are always two souls that never leave each other, and they shine on each other. Almost all people don't want their troubles to stay around, they just want to be happy, thinking that if there are no troubles, happiness will always be with them. There are also people who feel that there is no happiness in the world, fate is playing tricks on them all the time, and the troubles in their minds make them unable to imagine what happiness looks like. But I don't think so, the Creator created two poles of things: light and dark, black and white, good and evil...... Only when happiness and troubles are present together, can we have a growth experience without regrets.

Growing up joy, missed it?

A year passed in a hurry, and when the clock struck zero, I grew up again. Counting the happy events of the past year, I can't really remember it at first. If you think about it again, there you have it! It's really fun to participate in the school's military training! The school organized an autumn outing, and I had a great time! I went to the concert, and the scene was really exciting! And every time I do my homework, the speed is always twice as fast as other students, and everyone else hasn't finished it, and I'm already reading extracurricular books! There are also times when I win prizes in competitions, when I make new friends, and when I receive gifts on holidays...... If you think about it, in just one year, I have added so many shining stars to my growth record. This is not a literary knowledge that can be learned by "learning the sea without bounds", nor is it a problem-solving idea that can be comprehended in Olympiad mathematics, this is a happiness as sweet as candy. I still have the stubbornness to not admit defeat, as well as the naughty rebellion, to catch up with the pace of growth in my growth, and to hold on to the bright years.

I giggled when I thought of this, it turned out that the joy of growing up did not slip away, and I took it all. I was like candy and couldn't wait to move on to my next destination.

Growing up, are you happy or worried?

Everything has shortcomings, and it is this flaw that creates true perfection, and it is the troubles that make the original colorful growth path more gorgeous. Growing up is to say goodbye to the past, to say goodbye to everything I am nostalgic and reluctant to give up. The memories of childhood are endless, and everything makes us happy and touches. Dolls, ice cream, merry-go-rounds, these beautiful things will be left behind us as we grow up. Suddenly I woke up from a dream and cried for my mother. My mother said that when I grew up, I had to be independent and I couldn't rely on others anymore. Growing up with my peers, I found that they didn't understand me well and spoke ill of me a lot, and my teachers didn't care about me as much as they used to...... I've been through a lot of things that I'm afraid of, I hate, and I don't understand why so many people are working against me. I can't count my troubles, but it's the ones that teach me what happiness can't give me: strength, understanding, forgiveness...... It's like a cup of tea, bitter when you first taste it, but the aftertaste is endless.

The pace of growth continues, it can't go back, and it doesn't need to look back. Only when you understand that you can't grow up a second time can you grow up well and live up to the years of the past few years. Whether it is happiness or trouble, it irrigates my growth and is the nourishment I need.

Living in this world, there will always be many things that make people feel nostalgic and emotional, the world is not so ruthless, people always have feelings, people only get along with each other because of the reason they get along, some get along well, some get along badly, this is a very realistic phenomenon!

There are many things that touched me the most:

When I was a child, my father nursed me and fought with the shepherd's dog in the snow and ice, and my mother said it was funny, but I was really touched, and it often insisted on my reason for living, because of these, people should live better! When I was a child, my father was a soldier, and he was always very upright, which is what I yearn for now, where the sentries would often tease us; my mother often said that when I was a child, I almost died, and then I found the commander's daughter to save me, it was a doctor, and I have always wondered why it was the commander's daughter to be a doctor? Why can't other doctors save me? This must be very troublesome, so I am always very moved. I am touched by my own life. When I was a child, I was really troublesome, I remember getting sick a lot, every week, so that my father would often come back from the army to take me to the hospital, and I often remember to stop military vehicles, sometimes in jeeps.

When I was in elementary school, I was sick once, and on the way back, I couldn't walk anymore, and I walked very slowly, and then the teacher told my mother, and my mother carried me home, and I remember that I was quite big at that time!

My parents have always been very good to me, and I was often scolded when I was young, and sometimes I was beaten, alas, when I think about it, the family rules at that time were a lot of no, no going down the river, no fighting, no anything, so now I have to abide by everything, and sometimes I feel very happy when I violate it!

Now that I think about it, when I was in junior high school, high school, and college, I used to talk back to my parents and make them angry, but now that I have become an adult, I often remember that when I was in college, my father sent me to school, and I always insisted on going by myself, but he was always not at ease, so he would quarrel again! My father is very capable, and I am very poor, so I often think about not using my parents' help, to do my own things, sometimes I often think, he is a big tree, I am like a tree in the shade, when can I grow up and surpass?

He went to study at the party school in Beijing, for half a year or a year, and when he wrote to his mother, I replied to him, remembering that he always asked us to study hard, as if we were always stupid and couldn't study, alas, in the eyes of my father, was it useless?

Some time ago, I took the "Information Technology Education" that published my article to my father, he didn't want to read it, my mother said, I want to see it, he just found reading glasses to see, alas, but unfortunately I wrote a courseware design, how can this make my father understand? Anyway, he read a few pages carefully, and did not express any opinions, but he said that it is a good thing to publish articles in national magazines, and encouraged me to write more, alas, it is good to write articles so easily! I remember that my father used to be a reporter, a secretary, and he could take pictures, so I must have taken a lot of them!

One year I was on the "Liuzhou Daily", and specially asked my father to help me pay attention to collect a few as a souvenir, he was always very clean, and said that it was late, and the Liuzhou Daily was sold out, but let my sister help me find one, and I always remember.

Sometimes I often think that it would be good to surpass my father's ability when he can, how can he have the ability, so I always let him look down on him, alas, living in this kind of vision, sometimes I don't want to go home

To have the ability, to be a good person, to live a good life, to live a happy life, when I encountered difficulties in the past, sometimes I couldn't figure it out, but I always remembered, even if there are so many things to experience, why can't I live well?

My mother often said, when you were young, if you hadn't been rescued by a doctor, you would have died a long time ago, alas, if you had died a long time ago, what happiness would there be? So in my heart I just want to have fun, to play all over China, to see, to walk, at the same time, now I remember to work hard, to be a useful person, my reaction is always slower than others for many years to figure out some problems. I often wonder why it takes a long time to figure out a lot of questions, sometimes a year, a few years!

Anyway, let's live well, although I may not be responsible for going to heaven, but there are still too many worries in the world, so I can't go away and am reluctant to leave. Live, just face it!

My parents touched me

The bright moon is brighter because of the night sky, the stream is clearer because of the pebbles, and the flowers are more gorgeous because of the green grass. Open the window and look at the night sky, the stars shine brightly and brightly decorate the night, and the earth is filled with a breath of love......

The topic of parents is old but more eternal, and different people always have different experiences and feelings. From ancient times to the present, many literati and writers have shed a little pen and ink to express the greatness of maternal love and depict the tenacity of father's love. Like Meng Jiao's "Wanderer's Yin" and Zhu Ziqing's "Back". The love of my parents that I have felt is silent and true love is silent. The kindness of my parents prompted the warmth of my heart.

In the year I graduated from elementary school, I was in the sixth grade with a strong learning energy. Not to be outdone, I stepped up my horsepower and reviewed intensively. Unfortunately, at this time, I had to prepare for the final exam, plan the program for the "June 1st" Children's Day, practice table tennis to participate in the competition, and take the entrance exam at Tianli School. But in the end, I got a good score in the final exam, and I did my best on the stage, and I became more and more brave on the table, and I was admitted to Tianli School with a high score. What is it that gives me so much strength to overcome these ups and downs, and gives me so much courage to overcome these difficulties? It is love! It is my parents who have given me a steady stream of encouragement, and how many times have I stood up in the face of discouragement and regained my self-confidence.

Every day when the school bell rang, I rushed to the playground at a fast pace and began to rehearse the performances one by one. Mom and Dad always smiled and watched me busy on the stage, a subtle breath of love like a beam of sunshine into my heart; after the rehearsal, I grabbed the table tennis board and ran to the table tennis table, under the training of Mr. Zhang, I practiced chipping, spinning, lifting, mixing and various ways of serving and receiving. Sometimes my parents are admiring my skills, and I often can't help but sneak into my parents with a look of energy, and the encouragement of parents to their children contained in the interplay of those eyes slowly blends into my body. I was sweating profusely, and the sky was completely dark, so I quickly ran home, accompanied by my parents, and began another process - solving math problems. Sometimes we grasp the book and read the problem intently, sometimes we discuss it with great interest at the dinner table, and sometimes we hold the pen and concentrate on the scratch paper...... All the problems were solved in front of our family of three. Lying in bed at night, I can't help but feel some emotion in my heart - the love of our parents is like water pouring into our hearts, pure, holy, without a little stain, but their love is more colorful than spring.

Some people say that love is innate, and family affection is the best model and teacher for us to understand love. No matter how great a person is, he cannot go out of the range of love, and the reason why there is no limit to human life is because the range of love itself has no limit.

If a mother is a stream, mother's love is the spring water flowing in the stream, delicate and gentle.

If the father is a mountain, the father's love is the scenery standing on the mountain, broad and strong;

I was deeply touched by the love of my parents, and maybe this world is like this, full of emotion. Let our moving precipitate in our hearts, let the moving sublimate in the precipitation, and let the sublimated moving render the world!

My happy life

I have a happy and happy family. Family members have a "good girl" me. "Shopaholic" mom and "handyman" dad. Now, let me introduce you next!

In our clean home, the "handyman" is indispensable, and he is my father. Every day when I see which item in the house is broken or which thing is dirty, my dad always stands up. I remember one time, my desk lamp was broken, I hurriedly found my father, after my father saw me, he immediately brought tools, began to repair it, with a clanging sound of repair, my desk lamp was repaired! I was about to say thank you Dad, but Dad brought a rag, wiped the lamp carefully, and then asked me how I was? I looked, this is a table lamp that has been used for many years, it is just like new, I happily threw myself into my father's arms, and said repeatedly: "Thank you, good father!" Dad smiled happily.

Looking at a large wardrobe full of large and small colorful clothes, I remembered shopping with my "shopaholic" mother. One day at noon, as soon as I finished lunch, my mother dragged me to Xidan without saying a word. I asked my mother, "Why are you in such a hurry?" and my mother said, "Today's Xidan is on sale." "We ran to the third floor as fast as possible, bought 3 pieces of clothes, and then bought a basket of daily necessities, when I was like a deflated ball, insisting on my mother to go home, and my mother went home depressed.

I'm a "good girl" at home. Every day when I come home from school, I carefully check my homework and help my parents with housework every day. Actually, it's not my instinct, I'm the best at taking care of people. I remember one time my mother was sick, and it happened that my father was on duty again, so I decided to take care of my mother, I first made a tomato egg noodle for my mother, and then gently served it to her, my mother was very touched, and I was also very happy. After my mother finished eating one bite at a time, she stroked my head and said, "That's good, my daughter has grown up!" The next day, under my care, my mother's illness improved. She praised me for being a good boy when she met people, and I was a little embarrassed to say it.

This is our family, a happy family In my drawer, there is a blue handbag, although its color is very old, but for me, it is more like a piece of unpolished jasper, simple and heavy, that faint and warm luster, but also bathed in my heart from time to time.

It was a Sunday, and after my sister and I went to learn calligraphy, we took the bus home together, and on the bus, we found a place by the window and sat down, looking at the scenery slowly moving back outside the window, and I felt very comfortable, what a wonderful weekend. In such a relaxed mood, before I knew it, I arrived at the station where we got off the train, and there were many people getting off the train, and I got off the bus with the crowd that was slowly getting off the bus. Watching the bus slowly move to the next stop. I dragged my sister home one by one. At this time, my sister suddenly looked at me with puzzled eyes and said, "Brother, where is your blue handbag?" I hurriedly looked at my hand, my hands were empty, where was the bag. In a hurry, I couldn't help but shout: "Where's my bag?" It contained my study tools and some change! My sister thought for a while and said, "You can't have left it in the car, right?" I also came back from my anxiety and nodded helplessly. But the car had been driving away for a while, and my sister and I muttered, "What can I do, what can I do......

At this time, a taxi stopped next to us to drop off passengers, probably because the taxi uncle saw us two children anxiously rubbing their hands and whispering. He walked over and asked kindly, "Child, what's wrong?" I looked at the uncle and said helplessly, "My handbag fell on the 207 bus." The uncle was silent for a while, and then said, "Get on the bus, let's go after the bus, and maybe we can find it." So, my sister and I followed my uncle into a taxi and drove in the direction of the next stop on 207. At this time, I had only one thought in my heart: hurry up, hurry up and ....... My uncle seemed to understand my intentions, or was in a hurry, so he quickened his speed and sped forward, passing by the scenery and pedestrians on both sides. In my heart, the concern for the bag was like a stone, weighing on me heavily, and I no longer had the heart to enjoy the scenery on both sides, nor did I have the heart to talk to my sister. Time passes in such a sense of oppression.

When we turned another intersection, the bus, yes, the same bus, finally appeared in front of us, and the lights were flashing slowly into the station. At this time, the stone that had been pressing on my heart was finally released. When my uncle pulled up in front of the bus, I hurriedly pulled the door open and rushed onto the bus. At a glance, I saw the blue handbag by the window, which was lying there alone, as if waiting for its owner to claim it. I suddenly felt a kind of joy and excitement in my heart that I had been reunited after a long absence, or that I had lost it again, and I took three steps and two steps past, and held it tightly in my hand. However, at this time, the conductor looked at me very suspiciously, so I hurriedly explained: "This is what I left at the station, and the taxi in front of me just brought me to pick up my bag." The conductor didn't say anything, she just looked at the taxi parked in front of the bus and smiled and nodded.

I took my handbag, got into the taxi, and said to my uncle: "Uncle, I, my sister and I only have a total of ten yuan, I don't know if it is enough for your fare?" So, I was embarrassed to tell me where I lived.

My uncle sent my sister and me downstairs to the house, and as if he knew we wanted to say something thankful or something, he rushed ahead and said to us, "Come home, maybe your parents are in a hurry." In the future, don't throw things around, hehe. We nodded, got out of the car, looked at my uncle's car, and after a while, it dissolved into the traffic, and we couldn't tell it anymore, he was so ordinary, and there was a sudden trace of amazement in my heart.

A year has passed, and I have a new handbag, but after the blue handbag was retired, I treasured it in a drawer, and I was reluctant to throw it away, because it still treasured my uncle's warm and kind heart.