My troubled composition article 1 "bring it!" The teacher stared at me and said. It seems that the teacher is really angry this time. Seeing that I didn't mean to take out the book, he urged, "Did you hear that? Take out the book! " Reluctantly, I took out a Dream of Red Mansions from my desk and handed it to the teacher. The teacher took the book and left a sentence: "Come to my office after class."
After class, I walked to the office with an anxious mood, thinking: I will be criticized again this time. At the class meeting, the teacher repeatedly stressed that reading extracurricular books is not allowed during study time. We asked at that time, "Can't you read famous books?" The teacher said, "Masterpieces are not good either. You can only read textbooks or do homework during study hours. " Later, he added: "Anyone who violates this rule will not only confiscate extracurricular books, but also write a review. Do you have an opinion? " Who says it's okay! We are all angry, but no one has the courage to say it, just whispering in their hearts. I like reading extra-curricular books, which is simply "cruel" to me. I even think it is a modern version of "burning books to bury Confucianism" in the Qin Dynasty.
Sometimes I really can't stand the temptation of extra-curricular books, so I secretly read the textbooks in the self-study class, but every time I can't escape the sharp eyes of the teacher, I am always caught red-handed. At this time, I feel very ashamed, as if I had done something shameful.
The first time I was caught, under my repeated begging, the teacher thought I was a first-time offender and returned the book to me.
Being caught for the second time is not as lucky as the first time. As a result, the book was confiscated by the teacher.
Being caught for the third time is even worse. Not only was my book confiscated, but I also wrote a review.
Every time I was caught, I told myself not to read extra-curricular books during school hours, and I also listed various hazards: reading extra-curricular books is a waste of time, reading extra-curricular books violates discipline, and reading extra-curricular books delays learning and so on. But after a while, I couldn't help it. There is still a period of time before I finish my homework in the self-study class. I used to spend it by reading extracurricular books. I can't read extracurricular books now, and I feel bored and idle. So, with luck, I once again opened the extracurricular books. But the reality is so cruel, I was caught again!
This is the fourth time. What kind of punishment will I get? I walked into the office trembling. ...
My troubles in grade one 2 Everyone has his own troubles, whether it's academic troubles or work troubles, it should be more or less! And my annoying brain is different from others. The brain I hate is my myopia.
Myopia brings me a lot of inconvenience, for example, I can't see the southeast and northwest clearly when my glasses are foggy, especially when my classmates call me a four-eyed frog, which is a pain in my heart. I really don't know when I can solve my troubles.
I'm afraid of health check-ups, because when I'm afraid of health check-ups, I find that my degree has deepened too badly. I told my mother about it, and my mother told me: as long as I try my best to pay attention to the distance and time of reading, don't let my level deepen too fast, and wait until I am eighteen, then let me go to the laser!
Once when we were eating noodles at school, my glasses fogged up and my classmates called me. I misted others, so my classmates laughed at me as a four-eyed frog. I was very sad at that time. I didn't want to be nearsighted! So I'm sad. The teacher told me that they didn't mean to laugh. They may have just played for a while, but they didn't think through their brains. Is this wrong?
Will it hurt you? Maybe they will forget it tomorrow. After listening to the teacher, I feel much better, because I know they didn't mean it, they didn't mean it, so I won't be so sad, forgive them.
I remember another time, because it was raining that day, when I just got off the bus, my glasses were foggy and I couldn't see ahead clearly, so a car rushed over. I was startled and jumped away, but I broke my right foot. When I got to the hospital, the doctor examined my whole foot. The doctor told me that my foot must be operated on. At that time, my tears fell.
Mom told me: it doesn't matter! As long as you don't watch TV for that long, don't read too close, and don't spend too long, there should be more green trees on the hillside after school, and your eyesight will improve slowly. Don't be too impatient. At that time, I knew that myopia was caused by myself! So I made up my mind to watch TV for only half an hour. Sure enough, my speed didn't deepen that fast.
Once, because I was going to be late for school, I hurried out and forgot to bring my glasses. So when I got to school, I didn't listen to the teacher and kept looking for glasses. As a result, the teacher saw it and asked me a question. Because I wasn't listening, I just stood there and didn't know what to do, so the teacher gave me a meal. I was so sad at that time! So I told the teacher after class, and the teacher forgave me because I couldn't answer.
So I hope everyone can take care of their eyes as much as possible, so that you can reduce the same troubles.
My troubles in grade three are "more annoying recently, more annoying ..."? Who is singing? Needless to say, it must be my "little annoying god". Why do you call me "little annoying god"? Please listen to me one by one. I think, if it were you, you would be troubled.
Things have to start from my fifth grade. Maybe you will think that a fifth-grade child, eleven or twelve years old, can have any big trouble! Don't! Don't! Don't!
If you think so, you are all wet. I'm a little boy. I'm in grade five. It is precisely because I am in the fifth grade that I will soon enter the sixth grade. Facing the graduation exam, homework began to pile up. Writing and doing every day, the brain is bigger than basketball. A teacher is like a printing machine with homework. Homework emerges one after another, and we almost disappear into the homework pile. It's ok to leave more homework. Let's write more and practice more. This is also for our own good! However, what we can't stand most is that teachers like to procrastinate.
It was on a Friday. Seeing that the second class on the schedule is math class, I thought: the time between exercises was swallowed up by math class again. Sure enough, the bell of the second class had already rung, but the teacher was still talking about her class as if she didn't hear it. Oh! Oh, my god. Give us a lesson quickly! My God, God and God! (Hee hee, sister Tong Xiangyu, you don't mind if I grab lines with you! ) Let the teacher give us a lesson quickly! If we don't finish class, we can't play. While I was praying, the teacher gave us a lecture for a while. We were just about to rush out. The bell is ringing again, so we can't play any more. I really hope the teacher can get rid of this problem.
However, there are many benefits. We can skillfully cope with every exam. Every time I see the exam results, I can't help crying. Our efforts with the teacher were not in vain!
Here, "Little Trouble God" thanks the teachers for their good intentions, but I sincerely hope that the teachers can give us more time to play and give us more relaxation and happiness at school, then I have nothing to worry about.
I want to be a sunny sun, but I am an insignificant little star; I want to be a symmetrical tree, but I am a humble grass; I want to be a big river, but I am a trivial stream. People say that children are the happiest, but who knows our troubles?
I believe that everyone has troubles, but everyone's troubles are different, which is true.
I was born with one of the biggest worries-fun, so-so. This bad habit has been bothering me for many years, and I have been trying to get rid of it. Sometimes I call it a follower, but it says, "I am your shadow, and you deserve it!" " "I've always wanted to get rid of this bad habit, but I can't. Every time I accidentally ruin my mood. This made me very angry, and I thought: I must get rid of it!
Once, my mother said that if I got more than 890% in this exam, I would be rewarded. What a tempting prize! I can even see him calling my name in my dream! I hooked up with my mother. I have been working hard to prepare for tomorrow's exam this evening. He kept calling my name despite the pressure.
The next day, the exam began. I read the test paper. Alas, this is too simple! Here comes the prize. I have a well-thought-out plan, and I do it at one go. I carefully examined the test paper, and then I prayed to Sirius: Sirius, please bless me! Bless me not to be far away from the reward. After praying, I handed the paper to the teacher carefully. I looked at the teacher until the teacher's back disappeared in the corner of the classroom and my heart swallowed. In the afternoon, the test paper was finally handed out. I took a look. A dazzling red nine-fork music score appeared in front of my eyes, and my heart was full of joy. It seems that my prize is promising.
I flew to my happy home at an extremely fast speed. I am happy to say to my mother, "Mom, my reward!" " "My mother squinted at me and said," Examination paper. "I showed the test paper to my mother. Now, my head is only filled with my reward, Sirius, bless me! " You careless bastard, look at you, you haven't done any big problems! "Mom suddenly" volcanic eruption ",even I feel the whole world is shaking, scared me to stumble. I'm confused. I picked up my "reward" and looked, oh! My mother's fourth uncle and fourth grandmother really have a long way to go. Alas! How could I be so careless! Ah! You clingy and annoying bastard!
Hey, careless, careless, you annoy me to death, when will the careful angel float to my side!
My troubles in grade one 5. Wandering poets write down their sorrows, vagrants sing their sorrows, and minstrels sing their poems about the vicissitudes of life ... No matter the geometry of life, there are always those joys and sorrows, and there are always those unspeakable troubles.
One of my worries is my height.
I once fantasized that I could have an indomitable body, sitting in the last row of the classroom, standing in the last row of the team, commanding. However, God is always not beautiful, which makes me a veritable "bean sprout". From elementary school to junior high school, I have never sat in the first row after three rows and watched others' heights climb, but my height seems to hibernate. I have to deal with cups of milk, calcium tablets and complaints from my family and relatives every day. Alas, it's really sad. How much I want to run long legs on the court, how much I want to complete a beautiful dunk on the basketball court, how much I want to get on the horizontal bar without stepping on the mat, but all this is a dream, which was finally broken by the reality of 1.5 meters. Alas, you are short and short. When will you stay away from me?
One of my troubles-reading articles
Since primary school, I have been extremely reluctant to read books. Every time I ask my parents to persuade me to have a look around. In this way, after watching it for 20 minutes, I lay on the sofa and rested again. However, because of the appearance of "reading test", I have to study for divine Excellence. But I still don't want to read it. Might as well use this time to go out and play.
Later, for some special reasons, I actually liked reading, but in the eyes of my parents, it was a novel with no nutrition. But I think novels also have excellent works with exquisite conception, vivid language, distinctive characters and delicate content. This often makes me fondle admiringly. I have read many novels so far. If I can get the title of the novel in the grade exam, I'm sure I can get an A in nine cases out of ten. However, contrary to expectations, this is naturally impossible, and the exam is naturally a simple essay. Alas, reading is really annoying!
One of my troubles-physical fitness
Since childhood, I have been labeled as "weak and sick" by my parents, and I have to go to the hospital six or seven times a year. Every time I go, the doctor sees me and says, "There you go again." But I don't want to, because the appetite is small, which leads to the absorption of nutrients, and it is even worse to stagger upstairs in a "weak constitution". I also tried to improve my physique through exercise, but I ran a kilometer on the first day and got seriously ill the next day. My mother once joked with me: "The hospital is your second home, and doctors and nurses are your parents." I can only smile helplessly. Alas, poor health is really annoying.
These are my three major worries, which make me exhausted and miserable. But who hasn't had a few troubles? Let nature take its course, I believe there must be a bright future ahead of me!
My troubles in grade one, article 6, alas, have been more annoying recently. A young boy should be carefree, but I have been annoyed recently, alas. ......
First of all, it's about school. I quarreled with my classmates. Actually, it's my fault. My mother bought me a very beautiful pen. I like it very much, so I took it to school. Who knew there would be such a farce?
Before class, I suddenly lost my pen. I was in a hurry and looked around. I turned around and saw that my deskmate had just taken an identical pen. I immediately flew into a rage, grabbed the pen from her hand and shouted; "thief." She was surprised at first, but then she recovered and said; "This is the pen I just bought this morning." I am even more angry; "It's obviously mine, and you still say it's yours." At this time, many students looked at her with strange eyes. She almost cried with anger. I tugged at the pen and reached over.
After school, I came home and saw a delicate pen lying quietly on my desk. It is mine. I suddenly understood what it was. The pen in my hand is hers. I especially regret it. Thinking of his expression, I didn't have the courage to beg her forgiveness, so we changed from inseparable friends to strangers.
I'm annoyed. I dare not face the scolding eyes of my classmates or my deskmate. What should I do?
Everyone has his own troubles. My biggest trouble is that there is not enough time every day. I wonder why students can still find time to do what they want after finishing their homework, while I finish my homework very late every day and have no extra time to do what I want.
After repeated thinking, I finally understand a truth, time is like your friend, if you cherish time, time will take you seriously; If you don't cherish time, it will slip away from you quietly. Those who cherish time will always run after it, and those who waste time will always be driven by it. As the saying goes, "an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time." Time is like precious life, what a pity to waste it. I understand this truth, so I decided to hurry up and get rid of the bad habit of muddling along. So I made a timetable for myself, allocated time reasonably, and tried to finish my homework in the shortest time after school, so as to concentrate and improve efficiency. I write with the fastest speed, type with the fastest speed, and read with the fastest speed.
Through my efforts, I have made a little progress, so that after finishing my homework, I still have extra time to do my favorite things, watch my favorite Sherlock Holmes and listen to my favorite English songs. Slowly, I feel that time has increased again, as if I have recovered my wasted time bit by bit.
Through my own efforts, I found that my troubles can only be solved by myself.
I always thought that growth was happy, but now it seems full of troubles. Take me for example. I am 1.59 meters tall and weigh 38 kilograms, plus my natural small head. At first glance, I look like a monkey. For this reason, my classmates laughed at me and my parents called me. I don't want to do this anymore. But I was born so thin that I can't get fat if I want to. It's really annoying
Some people say that being thin has advantages, but I don't think so. People grow thin, have low immunity and are prone to illness. I remember that one midsummer afternoon, the weather suddenly turned cloudy, and the grumpy mother-in-law Feng ran amok like a bison. "hey!" Then, a flash of lightning pierced the quiet sky. "Boom!" Lei Gong smashed the drum that had been hidden for a long time and made a loud noise. "Wow-wow", pouring rain fell from the sky. I didn't bring my umbrella, so I had to wait for someone to pick me up at the school gate. After waiting for more than half an hour, no one came to pick me up. I had to take off my shoes and socks, roll up my trouser legs and walk home with my schoolbag on my back. It is raining harder and harder. The clothes were soaked, the whole body was cold, and the body trembled and huddled. Scary lightning is like a flame from a hairy monster; The harsh thunder seems to be the roar of a twisted demon. Generally, it is 10 minutes away. Today, I walked for half an hour before stumbling home. In the middle of the night, I suddenly had a high fever. My parents sent me to a nearby hospital overnight, and I didn't have a fever until the early morning.
Another time, physical education class, Liu Jing and others were playing basketball, and I wanted to play. Liu Jing said, "Go, go, you are so thin and want to play basketball. What if you are hit by a ball? You'd better stop playing. I think you are suitable for playing with girls. " Say that finish burst out laughing. I am so sad that my classmates don't take me to play and make fun of me. I really hate myself and why I am so thin. hey ...
It seems that everyone has to go through various tests on the road of growth. Some are troubled by unsatisfactory studies; Some worry about their myopia, some feel wronged because they can't get the understanding of their parents ... and I'm worried about my thin body, which I think is my growing trouble!
Composition 4: My Trouble My Trouble Nine people are eager for a new friend, and I am no exception. I wish I had more friends, but I always feel that everyone is against me.
For example, in class, I really want to talk to both boys and girls, but no one cares about me. I feel so lonely that my existence in this world is wrong. I miss my primary school classmates very much now. Can, my best classmate in primary school, is just like my sister. No matter whether she goes to the store to buy things or go to the toilet, wherever she goes, she is always together, just like conjoined twins. She and I still have a lot in common, such as: there is an ambition in the same place on the neck, but the size is different; We all have a common word "neng", which one is it? All right! Dan is also my best classmate in primary school. Me, Dan, Chan, the three of us are together almost from morning to afternoon after school. Maybe I don't have any closest friends in this world except Can and Dan.
Now in grade one, I really like having a good friend like primary school, but I feel I can't find it anyway. Some people think Lan and I are best friends, but I don't think so, because she and I just go to school together and go home from school together. Some people think Juan and I are good friends. To tell the truth, I hate her very much, because she and I are in the same school and class in primary school. When I was in primary school, I scolded Juan with a few friends who were playing a little better, laughing at her always crooked neck and calling her a cow, so I didn't think Juan was my good friend.
Let's talk about male students. Some female students like to pretend to be naive. I want to recognize my father among boys so that I can have more friends. But most boys don't like talking to me. I don't know why. Am I so annoying? My grades in the class are not very bad. Why does no one want to be my friend, not only in our class, but also in other classes? No one is my good friend, except some students who play better in primary school are willing to talk to me, and others are basically unwilling to talk to me. I didn't know I was annoying there. I really hope to have a bosom friend to accompany me through my three-year junior high school career!
But will anyone be willing to be my bosom friend? I really want to cry. Nobody talks to me after class every time. I feel like an invisible man among my classmates. Nobody cares about me. I don't think anyone likes me.
I really hope to find a true bosom friend! Will my former friends still remember me? I really miss you guys! I hope we can meet again.
Today is Monday, and the morning is as calm as ever, but in the afternoon, it is stormy.
I am very distressed. Why is my monitor so neglected by the teacher? Am I not as good as a vice monitor who was dragged down by the whole class?
Today is Monday, March 30th, which is a brand-new day for me. But in the afternoon ...
"Jingle, Jingle ..." At the beginning of school, the teacher said that this class should write an evaluation manual, and our class committee should go to the teacher's office to write an evaluation manual. But when things are in the middle. The teacher suddenly asked where Zhang Tong was. Zhang Tong was the former vice monitor of our class, because the teacher gave her everything to do and made me the monitor of air, so Yang Yunlong in our class was keen on me, saying that the teacher gave all the work to Zhang Tonggan, should I be the monitor or should she be the monitor? So our class re-elected the class committee, and she was dismissed, and I was still the monitor because I was wronged, but I was called to work by the teacher in the second semester, and I was left out in the cold. Yuan Meng, the health commissioner of our class (both he and I are against Zhang Tong), asked the teacher, "Teacher, what is Zhang Tong now? Why did she come here? " "Isn't she the league secretary of our class?" Both Meng Yuan and I want to know why Zhang Tong is the secretary of the Communist Youth League. Where is the Communist Youth League Secretary?
Later, when I got to the classroom, I was still confused, but I thought, why is the teacher so kind to Zhang Tong? Does Zhang Tong have anything to do with the teacher? This is not impossible, because through reasoning, everything is clear: since last semester, the teacher has been very kind to Zhang Tong and gave her everything. Which class teacher is not good for the monitor, but especially good for the vice monitor? Zhang Tong was criticized by her classmates, but the teacher also said, "I did this because Zhang Tong made great contributions to the class, but the teacher only gave her a job and refused to give it to us. How can we know who performs well and who contributes a lot to the class? Zhang Tong walks around in the self-study class at will, which has seriously affected the order of students' self-study class, but she still pushes her luck. Finally, the teacher scolded me and said that I should take care of my staff, but did the class Committee make me the shift leader? Now the teacher is still trying to pull her up to be an official, and even has a communist youth league secretary, without telling our class Committee. Besides, the selection of class cadres should be decided by the whole class. If the teacher does this, aren't you afraid that our class committee will sue you in the Education Bureau?