I grew up and re-examined everything around me with fear and excitement like a baby.
Because when I grow up, I have to lead my cousin across the road; Because when I grow up, I must choose beautiful clothes for my cousin; Because when I grow up, I will go to the pharmacy to help my mother buy medicine; Because I have grown up, I must close all the windows at home when it rains; Because I grow up, I want to repent for what I did wrong in the past; Because when you grow up, you should prepare for the unknown future.
Mom said that when I grow up, I can play with building blocks and dolls; When I grow up, let me eat ice cream and chocolate; When I grow up, I can watch cartoons and cartoons. Let me set off firecrackers and fly kites when I grow up.
When I grow up, the door of the world seems to suddenly close to me. My parents threw me to school, and I washed my clothes and folded the quilt myself. Pupils are far away from me, I recall myself and reminisce about myself; The teacher gave me knowledge and homework at the same time, and I thought about it myself. I am like an abandoned baby abandoned by the world. No matter day or night, rain or shine, I am the only one who accepts happiness, solves problems and suffers.
When I grow up, the arms of the world seem to suddenly open to me. I am immersed in the thrilling police film on TV, watching the endless contest between justice and evil; I am in the boundless sea of books, watching the harmonious and ingenious interpretation of words; I buried myself in the dense papers and watched how a few simple red lines stole endless tears; I climbed the Great Wall of Wan Li and saw the beautiful and magnificent rivers and mountains of the motherland. The world has become wider before my eyes, and I am colorful and messy by the three primary colors of red, yellow and blue.
When I grow up, the sky is vast. I saw a group of elk and a fat old man with a white beard passing by Christmas Eve in western countries. I saw heavy snow floating in the sky, which has never happened in winter in the south. When I grow up, the sky is very narrow. In the surrounding closed teaching building, I tried to look up and saw only a small piece of gray. Looking out of the window, the tall building covered most of the face of the sky, revealing a few rays of gaunt sunshine.
I am growing, I am growing, I am excited and curious, looking for an end, an unreasonable vision.
At night, it was dark. I looked at the ceiling and the ceiling ignored me. I know it wants to tell me that I have grown up.
This composition should be slightly revised. Don't copy down every word. Learn to copy.