People will experience many things when they grow up, such as countless stars in the sky, which are interesting and naughty, full of childlike innocence.

In my opinion, growth is a life with great strength and temptation, and growth is a kind of thoughts and feelings that consciously pursue quality for a miserable life; And I also think that the most important thing for growth is not to find a concept, but to pay attention to our growth footprint when we complete this important task.

I still remember that summer vacation, I was about to become a junior high school student. One day, my mother said to me, "Look, you are too old to cook. When I was your age, I would do a lot of housework. Or shall I teach you to cook with a rice cooker today? " I heard it on a whim, so I readily agreed. My mother explained the steps to me first, and I said impatiently, "I know, I know, I'll try, I'll try!" " "So I learned the way my mother used to cook, washed all the rice and poured it into the bowl of the rice cooker. I covered the lid, plugged in the power and left, but I completely forgot to press the button.

Half an hour later, I came excitedly, opened the lid of the rice cooker and thought about delicious rice. My mother praised me, and I was dumbfounded when I saw it. Water or water, rice or rice. What happened? Then my mother came over and patiently said to me, "You didn't press the button, did you? I told you to press the button. " Well, I can't help it. I can only do it once.

From ignorance to sobriety, we walked out of the predicament; Similarly, growth cannot be lost or destroyed. As long as you practice wholeheartedly, you can really grow.

Sister's growth story, 400 words.

My sister is an eight-year-old girl, a little shy, a little bad and a little cute. Her black hair, white teeth and big eyes are so cute.

Today, our family will go for an outing. My sister and I are very happy, especially my sister, who is running around the house happily. I grabbed him and said, "Get her ready." She went to the house happily, put on a beautiful suit and a pink hat. It's beautiful. We were sitting in the car, and my sister kept moving. I warned him, "If you move again, I will leave you here and won't let you go home." Hearing these words, she immediately sat there like a fool.

When I arrived at that place, my sister was very happy. She told me that we should go fishing. Ok, I replied, we came to the river and set off alone with bait and fishing rod. Soon my fishing rod began to move, and I suddenly mentioned that a big fish was hooked. I told my sister not to fish like a kitten. Hearing these words, she immediately sat down and started fishing. Finally caught 10, and my sister caught 6. I told her you still couldn't. At last we went home happily.

This is my sister, my lovely sister.

(3) Middle school students' compositions in Sister's Story.

My hometown is in Binyang, where there is a famous festival, Fireworks Dragon Boat Festival, where there are Baihua Mountain, Paradise Mountain, Baiheguan and so on.

This time we went to a place where strawberries were grown. From a distance, strawberries are like rubies on a piece of green brocade, and the colors are so matched. So, we asked for a bag and quickly got in. Seeing red strawberries made my mouth water. Its stems are too thin to support strawberries, so strawberries always lie on the ground, the side irradiated by the sun is red and purple, and the side stuck to the ground is all red. A piece of strawberry fields, let me pick it as I like. The structure of strawberry fields is line by line. When I walked in, I smelled the fragrance of the earth. From above, I saw pieces of oval leaves densely covered, and I crouched down to look at the strawberries hanging on the branches.

I thought to myself: wow, it's so big, green grass and red strawberries, which is a good match! When picking strawberries, you should pick red and big strawberries. Don't pick strawberries that are immature or look strange. Pick them with strawberry stalks. When I first started picking strawberries, I said to my sister, "Look who picked more." My sister said happily, "Good!" I bent down, parted the leaves and searched carefully for strawberries. When you see something satisfactory, gently take it off and put it in your bag. I picked them one by one, and my sister picked them one by one. At that time, I chose 72 and my sister chose 54. I saw my sister's mouth was red, so I thought she must have eaten it secretly. Then we reluctantly left.

I miss picking strawberries with my sister. I haven't come back to pick strawberries for a long time. Picking strawberries let me know that labor not only brings happiness, but also gains.

The story of my sister and I Grade 9 Composition 700

What is the most precious thing in the world? Some people think it is the most precious, others think it is the most precious, but I think it is the most precious. I was thinking about a year ago.

That year, I took my vacation to my hometown in the countryside. As soon as I entered the yard, I was greeted by a little girl with short hair and only seven or eight years old. My mother said, "This is your sister. She is eight years old this year. You should take her to play with her. " "Well," I promised, looking at the little girl. She is a little dirty, even a little unqualified, and her face is covered with dust. I spit out my tongue and walked into the room, but she grabbed me and said, "Shall I show you around?" We have a beautiful place here. "Say that finish, whether I agree or not, dragged me out of the house.

She took me to a field. "How beautiful!" I can't help but admire the sound, the green field, and occasionally a few wild flowers are graceful. Not far away, a shining river came into view. There are many small fish swimming in the clear river. Those small fish are shining silver in the sun, and I can't help but blurt out, "What small fish!" " How wonderful it would be to have a few at home. "My cousin said seriously," I'll help you catch some fish. "Look at you, how is it possible? I thought I would brag at an early age. The next day, when I saw my sister had an extra cut in her hand, I wondered if she was really catching fish. But I quickly denied that this must be playful and hurtful. However, in the next few days, I saw my sister go out with a small bucket every morning. Later, under my compulsion, I realized that my sister really caught small fish for me every day. Because the fish is small and my sister doesn't have any tools, I haven't caught it. At this time, I am deeply loved by my sister, and I am also blushing for my wrong ideas. A very good and refreshing composition website: zowen.3eyes.

I can't bear to watch such a young lady suffer for my casual words. I said that my sister didn't really want small fish, but she still said seriously, "No, I can. I promised you that I would do it." After that, I ran out. I looked at my sister's thin body and couldn't speak. Then I looked at her festering little finger, and I couldn't help falling.

Blink of an eye, the holiday is coming to an end, and I'm leaving soon. I didn't see my sister before I got on the bus. I think my sister must be embarrassed to come because she didn't catch a small fish. This little guy is too serious. Just when I casually said something for myself, I saw a thin figure getting closer and closer in the distance. My sister ran to the front of the car, her face glistening with sweat and a hand.

As the car drove farther and farther, my sister's lovely little face became more and more blurred. I opened the box in my hand, and there were some small fish swimming around in the glass bottle, just what I wanted. The fish is still shining silver, and the scenery is still so beautiful. At this moment, my eyes are really full of my sister's serious little face, and she also echoes in my ear: "No, I can, sister, I promised you that I will." What a precious spirit this is! My sister's earnest voice is still echoing, but it really becomes a sentence: sincerity is the most precious, sincerity is the most precious, sincerity is the most …

5] Write a composition of 1000 words about my sister and me.

My sister is over 4 years old this year. She has a round face, dark hair and sparkling eyes under her pale eyebrows. Sometimes she looked around, sometimes she couldn't take her eyes off, as if she were thinking about something. A small mouth, sometimes gushing and sometimes silent. Everyone who has seen her says she is cute.

She is funny, too. Once, I recited Li Bai's thoughts on a quiet night. After listening to it, she improvised a song for us: "The bright line at the foot of my bed is Libeis' hometown. Go back to his hometown to see his wife. " "Ha ha ha ... so funny!" Everyone laughed at her, laughing their heads off, but she looked serious, as if to say, what's so funny!

She is not only naughty and interesting, but also loves reading. When she was reading, there was no sound except the sound of turning pages. She is as quiet as a cat. She reads very fast. I want to read a Ma Xiaotiao for an hour, and she only needs half an hour to finish it. I don't know what she thinks, but I know it is inseparable from her concentration.

My sister always takes it out on me. In order to strengthen our physique, my father asked us to go long-distance running in Hongmei Park. Every long-distance running exercise, she gritted her teeth and ran like hell. As she ran, she muttered, encouraging herself, trying to catch up with me and even surpass me. I admire her spirit of being competitive and indomitable.

I love my lovely, naughty, strong and earnest sister.

The growth story between brothers and sisters.

Growth is a familiar word. Everyone is growing. Growth can be varied. When we are educated, when we know our mistakes, or when we are tempered by difficulties, we will grow. ...

I still remember when I was in the first grade of primary school, I heard adults talk about the "Olympic Games", but I knew nothing about what the "Olympic Games" was. One night, when I was having dinner with my relatives and watching the TV news, my grandfather asked me a question: "Ningning, what is the' Olympic Games'?" I replied smoothly, "It's the Australians who are having a meeting." Hearing this, the relatives laughed. . "

Now, I have grown up, and I am a middle school student. I am no longer that "little cute" who knows nothing. I can tie my hair, choose my own clothes to wear, tidy my room and go to school by myself ... I also help my mother do some housework when I am free. When my parents are tired, I will help them with my little hands.

Aunt worked overtime yesterday. She brought my brother to my house and asked my mother to take care of him for a day. Unexpectedly, grandpa called to say that grandma was not feeling well and asked her mother to accompany her to the hospital. Helpless, I can only take care of my brother's errand. My mother was worried when she left, urging me to take good care of my brother. After mom left, the naughty brother jumped up and down on the bed for a while, then picked up the broom and said, "Here comes my old grandson!" " "One after another dangerous action, sono.. I think my brother likes to listen to the story of the Monkey King, so I tried my best, and my brother really listened with relish. Then, I taught my brother to put together puzzles, draw pictures and do math problems ... Soon it was four o'clock in the afternoon and my mother came back. Seeing this scene, a gratified smile appeared on her face.

Now, I feel that I have really grown up and can solve many things independently. I hope we can face up to the difficulties, overcome them tenaciously and make continuous progress in the future. This is the real growth.

I didn't understand many things when I was a child. Put the battery in my mouth, knead the cigarette into foam, touch the lighted match head with my hand ... these are all things I have done. But strangely, at that time, I always thought I knew everything. Knowing how to read a watch, I talked proudly about what an hour hand and a minute hand are all day. It's so loud that people all over the world can hear it. Those who don't know the inside story will definitely miss that look and action. What big secret does the child know? That day, my father told me what "staring" meant, and I immediately felt that my knowledge was enriched and my pride was beyond words. The next day in kindergarten, the first task was to explain the meaning of "staring" to all the children, and as a result, I was fined 10 minutes for talking in class.

When I grow up, I know more and more knowledge. Father is typing on the computer, and he comes to "ask" the words I don't know. My mother watched TV and asked me if I couldn't speak clearly. My younger brothers and sisters often call me to ask questions.

Although I became an authority, I found that there were more and more questions I didn't understand. The chemistry teacher told us that benzene is a semi-saturated structure. However, what is the so-called "semi-saturated structure"? How many covalent bonds are there between carbon atoms? The physics teacher told us that different colors of light have different refractive indexes in different media. However, how to understand it from a scientific perspective? How do different colors of light form like this? Are they different in chemical composition? Often a problem is solved, and two or three new problems will continue to haunt me, making me feel more and more confused.

Many people miss their childhood, and feel that it was easy to be satisfied and happy at that time. Yes, realizing our ignorance, realizing that there is someone outside and there is a day behind us is the driving force for our growth.

The story elements of my sister and the book.

Gorky once said: "Books are the ladder of human progress." In this sentence, books are compared to the ladder of human progress, and I think this metaphor is very appropriate.

When I was in kindergarten, I was very idle and didn't like reading. When I got to primary school, my mother bought me a set of Naughty Bag Ma Xiaotiao, which completely changed my view on books. This set has written the stories of Ma Xiaotiao, Tang Fei, Mao Chao and Zhang Da. Although they didn't study very well, they made me deeply like them. I have loved this set of books since I bought it. I just promised to continue studying. I also read 120 the story of outstanding boys' favorite success, which made me understand that a man should have dignity. No matter what setbacks he encounters, he can't back down. Life is not smooth sailing, only after suffering can we reach the other side of success. The Blue Flower made me feel the richness of literature. The unsolved mystery of the world made me know the world.

I love reading. I pick up books whenever I have time, and when I am depressed, let them take me on a trip to another world. Books have taught me a lot, expanded my knowledge and accompanied me for seven or eight years. Books have also given me wings to imagine and goals to strive for.

I will definitely climb the peak of knowledge and serve the country with wisdom in the future!

The story of my sister and I was written by middle school students.

A Trip to the Moon

Science and technology advanced by leaps and bounds in the 22 nd century, and now a manned spacecraft can be launched once a month.

I am a candidate for the 22 nd century astronaut. With my efforts, I finally defeated N opponents and became an astronaut 1 10, driving "God1/kloc-0" to explore the moon.

"10, 9, 8, ...3, 2, 1, launch. "With a whoosh, I flew into the spaceship.

I was leisurely drinking soda, and suddenly the beep scared me to death. I put down the soda and glided in the air. Let me see the monitor. Oh, it's going to the moon. It's fast enough. Just as I was going to pick up soda in the sky, the spaceship had stopped on the moon. I don't care about soda, so I put on my spacesuit, put on my helmet and got off the spaceship with an oxygen bottle on my back. "wow! What a big moon! Great! " I walked on the moon as I talked, you know.

How pleasant it is to walk on the moon!

Just as I was having fun, the "biological monitor" came on. Huh? There are creatures on the moon? Why didn't the previous astronauts find out?

I found a cave according to the monitor's instructions. There seems to be a "person" in the cave. I shouted into the hole, "Hello?" The "person" inside paused, and then slowly leaned out a flat head. "oh! It's a moon man. " I said with a smile. People on the moon found me harmless and came out to talk to me, but I didn't understand a word. It looked at me blankly, so it pulled me into a hole and gave me a bottle of golden water. I hesitated to drink it, so it poured for me. Mmm, it's sweet and delicious. "Is it delicious?" Hmm? Someone is talking? Who is it? Come out! "Hey, it's me, look down." I looked down and saw people on the moon. I understand what he said. Can he speak Mandarin? "Don't look at me like that. I just gave you a sacred spring. Can make you understand my language. " "Ha ha, it's amazing!" I looked around. "Are you the only one on the moon?" "Well ... I'm the only one at the moment, but I'm trying to breed." Oh? Is this happening? I smiled.

Later, it took me to many interesting places. We also watched the volcanoes on the moon, ate the food on the moon and had a happy day.

"1 10! 1 10! Please answer when you hear me! Please answer when you hear it! " "This is 1 10. What are your instructions? " "Please take the plants on the moon and return to Earth immediately. We have made new discoveries. " Headquarters asked me to bring a plant back. What should I bring? I'm worried. The moon man gave me a golden flower, saying it would help our scientific and technological development. I took the little flower and it brought me a bottle of holy spring water. It said, "There is nothing on the moon, so I'll give you this bottle of holy spring water as a gift, but you must keep it a secret for me. Don't say there is life on the moon."

I promised him that I would reluctantly board the spaceship and return to earth. No one on earth knows that there is life on the moon except me.

The story of my sister and I is 600 words.

With the rapid development of society today, what makes ordinary life extraordinary, what makes ordinary people extraordinary, and what makes people develop good habits? It is civilization! In this beautiful world, the flowers of civilization are blooming everywhere, so how can contemporary middle school students become a civilized and good teenager?

In daily life, we often see some uncivilized phenomena: some middle school students ignore the old people standing on the bus; When some middle school students speak loudly, they pop out one or two dirty words from time to time; There are also some middle school students who beat and scold each other just because of some trivial things. These uncivilized behaviors have seriously affected the image of the school and the normal social order. Some students may say: this is a trivial matter, but you know what? "don't do it with small evils, don't do it with small goodness." Only by starting from the dribs and drabs of life can we develop good living habits and become a civilized and good teenager.

A civilized and good teenager should respect the old and love the young at home, honor his parents and love labor; At school, we should unite and be friendly, help each other and be thrifty; In public places, we should take good care of public property, pay attention to hygiene, protect the environment and observe order. Love the motherland, be polite, be honest and trustworthy, and abide by the law in society. Strive to be a "little master" with open mind, mental health, diligence and self-improvement and courage to innovate. Only in this way can we exercise ourselves all the time and give full play to our specialties, and then we can become a civilized and good teenager.

Civilization is like a gust of wind, gently blowing away those bad behavior habits; Civilization is more like a wall, blocking the mouth of swearing and fighting; Civilization is still a trash can, and all bad habits that endanger health and pollute the environment are swept away. Yes, civilization is an angel. Wherever she flies, she spreads happiness, happiness and peace.

Students, "Just one classmate, the teenager is in the prime of life", let's work together, starting from childhood, starting from me, starting from now, bidding farewell to bad habits, striving to be a "civilized and good teenager", keeping all diseases away from us, making us have a more civilized, hygienic and healthy life and making our home a better place.

⑽ 2500-word composition about my daughter and me.

Strange to say, almost all other people's friends are children of their own age, but my friend is my sister who is two years younger than me.

For example, in the summer vacation, when I do the Olympic math, my grades are always worse than my sister's. Grandma always praises her sister instead of me and always asks me to learn from her. Therefore, I am always criticized. I still smile every day. However, there is a little thing that makes me quarrel with "children".

Once, I was doing my homework. Suddenly, my sister somehow touched my hand. Suddenly the hand turned to one side, leaving a long scratch on the exercise book, destroying the aesthetic feeling of the exercise book and making the whole exercise book look at all discordant. I waited and looked at the traces in my exercise book for a while, and it took me a long time to come to my senses.

Just then, I shouted angrily to my sister, "Are you blind? Can't you see I'm doing my homework? "

My sister looked blank: "What?"

"You don't have to tell me!" I was still angry and said, "What about my exercise book? Say it yourself! "

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." My sister looked helpless.

"You are intentional, do you want grandma to praise you a lot? That's why you made my exercise book so ugly. Right? ! "I attacked her with words again.

"No, I really didn't mean to." My sister is about to cry. "I really didn't mean it. Sorry! "

"It's no use!" I shouted. In fact, I have long known that my sister didn't mean it, but I don't know why, I just want to find fault with my sister.

"woo ... woo, I really didn't mean to!" My sister's tears burst its banks at that moment and poured out.

I am indifferent, but I have a plan. My sister stopped crying for a while, calmed down and took out her homework. Haha, as I expected. I was overjoyed and started to do my homework without saying anything. After doing it for a while, I saw my sister doing it seriously and deliberately touched her arm. My sister's arm is crooked, and like me, she left a clear scratch on her exercise book. I thought my sister would say something, but she bit her lip and tore up the page.

I thought I would jump for joy, but I frowned. What's going on here? What is wrong with me? I sat down to meditate ... unconsciously, I found that my anger had vanished with the shredded paper. Why is this happening? This question has been coming to my mind.

I didn't understand until today. I was moved, moved by my sister's broad chest. Fortunately, after that incident, my sister and I still played and studied together. This is my little friend, my sister.