Worry 1 All our wishes are beautiful, our ideals are struggling hard, but our worries are deep in our hearts. I have a lot of troubles in my heart. It was an afternoon.
I really didn't know that being a monitor had so much trouble! Why do classmates fight? Can't they just calm down and talk? They usually keep saying don't fight, don't fight, don't swear and so on. I hope my teacher and I won't get angry and scold. Why do they say that my teacher and I are tigresses and strong women? Why do you smile when you see my face? Why on earth is this? I fell into the pain of not being understood.
Students, students! Why can't you show your true selves in front of me and the teacher? Can't I see your true side in this life? Of course, I can understand how you feel. You are afraid that my teacher and I will be strict, but if you study hard and take an active part in various projects, we will show our gentleness! But you also have to understand my heart and the teacher's. We hope you can show your true side, be calm when something happens, and sit down and talk about anything!
At midnight, it was quiet. I had a dream and found that all my classmates showed their true side. They were calm when the accident happened. If anything happens, I'll sit down and talk. I smiled, so I slept better.
There are pains, troubles, joys and pains in our life, which will make your life happy. We often want to get rid of our troubles, but we are afraid to say it. So, write out your troubles. When you don't want to tell others about them, you can write down your troubles on paper, and you may no longer have troubles!
Two people said that there were 108 big troubles a year and 108 small troubles a day. I have a worry, a worry from growing up.
I don't remember when this trouble followed me, but in my memory, it can be seen everywhere: in class and in the dormitory.
Pick up the lamp and watch the scroll in your sleep, and the bell will ring in your dream.
How many times have you done your homework at 1 1 and how many times have you stayed up reading? There are more and more homework, and the glasses are getting thicker and thicker. Does it mean that reducing the burden is equal to increasing the correction?
The fragrance of tea seems to be full, but tonight, how can the richness of coffee reach that dawn?
The previous slapstick and happy mood have already been exhausted in the 100,000 copies of teaching AIDS that the teacher learned from the Western Heaven. In the past, I laughed and laughed, and once had unlimited fun. I have spent 100,000 Jin on Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio that my parents learned from Tang Priest.
Over the years, I have been lost in the dark. After studying, I will also find a lawn, perhaps in front of the desk or by the windowsill, looking at the rows of trees standing in the distance, emitting the last bright green.
It has been almost a year since I entered junior high school. All kinds of novelty and humor at the beginning, accompanied by my childhood heart, were buried in the boundless sea of learning and the high mountain of books.
Growth is a work, and trouble is a typo hidden deep in the paragraph; Growth is a blank sheet of paper, and troubles are defects stuck on the back. These tiny things seem deja vu, and they seem to bother us all the time. In the growing nature, the past study was blown away like a breeze by the stormy study and pressure in the past memory.
In the past, I can only pay attention to holding it out of my memory, gently brushing the dust off it and turning it page by page, becoming a nostalgic memory when my heart aches at this moment.
I have a worry, a worry born of growing up.
Everyone has their own troubles, some people worry about poor grades, some people worry about being short, some people worry about being too fat … and my trouble is that I can't arrange my own time, and time is in the hands of my parents.
In the evening, I came home, took out my homework and wrote it quickly. In less than an hour, the homework was finished, only 7: 40. I think: I can finally relax today. I want to have a good time before I come to the computer. Suddenly, my father came up and he shouted, "What?" I said, "just let me play computer and relax." Dad said, "Where's my homework?" I said, "It's over." Dad added, "Then why don't you practice your handwriting? Your handwriting looks like a tortoise crawling! Go and practice calligraphy! " I can't help it I can only practice five pages under dad's nagging. Finally, I finished practicing calligraphy and walked to the computer tired. I didn't expect to just sit down. My mother doesn't know when she stood behind me and shouted, "Go and read quickly, or writing a composition will be like squeezing toothpaste again." I read it again in all kinds of helplessness. Finally, when I finished reading a book, it was already half past nine. It seems that today's computer can't play again. Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, my parents shouted, "Why are you still staring? Go to sleep quickly, or you won't get up early tomorrow! " I got under the bed angrily, but I couldn't sleep. I shouted in my heart: Dad, Mom, please give me back the time control!
This trouble of mine makes my life boring. When can I get rid of this trouble?
Worry about excellent composition 4 "Little boy, don't worry ... Every time I hear this cheerful song, not only will a question pop up in my mind: Do I have troubles? The answer is yes, how can people live in this world without troubles? Of course, of course, I must have my own troubles.
Trouble 1: Mom nags. Have a holiday! As soon as the sun showed a little shadow, my mother began to nag. "Lazy egg, get up quickly." Take a nap on holiday. I fell asleep again as soon as I turned over, but my mother didn't stop, so she opened the quilt and handed me the clothes. I barely rubbed my sleepy eyes and walked to the wardrobe, otherwise it would be another scolding. After supper, my mother asked me to do my homework. She sat next to me and kept asking me about school, which interrupted my thinking several times. Hey, the real you said she nagged or not.
Trouble 2: Look at you, thinking about playing all day. Look at Xiao Sheng next door. People start studying in the sixth grade and only in the fifth grade. They get the first place in every exam, and you will know how to play. "Mom, their problem is too simple. I replied. " Simple? Your question is simple, too? Then why don't you get full marks? Mom asked. I am speechless, and my mother doesn't know when to start giving me ideological education classes every day. Always comparing me with others. Hey!
Trouble 3: It seems that when I went to middle school, my childhood classmates alienated me. I often see them, but they ignore me or pretend not to see them. Every time, I see them sneaking around. I really feel so lonely, watching them have fun, but I can't get close to them, hey! Why on earth is this?
Sometimes, I sit alone on the balcony, looking at the opposite scenery, and I can't help thinking: Why should people live? Life is full of endless troubles and pains. Why do people live in it?
Now, I understand that life is to contribute, to struggle and to pursue. As for those troubles, they are just stumbling blocks on the road of life. "A blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise. The difficulty now may be the success tomorrow.
Today, I started to do my homework at home as usual. As I was writing, my pen suddenly stopped, and then something different began.
I feel my eyes can't see my homework clearly. I rubbed my eyes hard and watched my homework again. I was a little scared and thought: what's the situation! Why can't I see my homework clearly? I'm starting to get a little scared.
So I cried in despair: "Dad … Mom … Mom …" Mom and Dad ran into my room quickly. "What's the matter? What's wrong? " Mom and dad asked me anxiously together.
"I ... my eyes ..." I cried off and on. "Look ... I can't see clearly." Mom and dad looked at each other angrily and said to me sternly, "hello!" I tell you that reading is either bending or twisting, but it's all right now! Myopia! I'll take you to the hospital to see your eyes later! " As soon as I heard that I was crying worse, I rolled on the bed and shouted with all my strength: "No! Don't! I'm not going! I'm not going. ""I'm going if I'm not going! " Mother said sternly with her hands akimbo. I don't roll anymore. I think it's absolutely impossible not to go. So, I went to the hospital with my mother and got a pair of glasses. As soon as I got home, I ran into the room and began to cry.
Another time, my friends invited our family to swim, and I was so happy! My friends and I are wearing swimsuits and goggles in the dressing room. When I put on goggles, I found that I couldn't see anything clearly. So I can only hold the wall with my hands. After my friends and I got into the water, they started to play, but I bumped like a headless fly. I threw away my goggles angrily, ran out of the swimming pool and went back to the dressing room to cry. I never swim again.
I usually leave my glasses in a daze, and sometimes I sit in front of my house and cry sadly.
Students all say that poor grades are trouble, in fact, I envy them.
Good grades will put more pressure on you. You have to worry about whether you will be surpassed, whether you will learn less than others, and many people will be jealous of you, set you as a goal, and then surpass you.
Little z is my particularly stressful object. She often compares her grades with mine and doesn't show me her notes. Instead, she always asks me to teach her questions, but she doesn't know whether it's good or bad. If I ask her questions, she won't teach me, because she is afraid that I know more than her and my grades are better than her. She hates me, and her grades are better than mine. 5, I have a bad smile in my heart, and I have to come to me to be modest. I have been playing in my heart: I am too difficult!
There are other difficulties in getting good grades. The teacher always makes naughty boys your deskmate. Teachers always let good students sit with troublemakers and drive them to study hard. But the reality is very skinny. Attacked by all kinds of annoying boys every day. It was fine before. There are only a few bad boys beside me. I'm fine now. My position was in the middle, and the troublemakers surrounded me. My heart is really dumb, I can't tell you how bitter it is!
The teacher will not only help you hire a circle of troublemakers, but also let you be a tutor, with 1 as a sparring partner, and some students will automatically come to ask questions. At school, it's time to do my homework at four o'clock. I'm trying. Suddenly someone comes to ask you questions, Xiao Chang. How to do this? At first glance, I fainted. A simple equation is that simple. I solved it in a way that my classmates can understand best, and then I began to do my homework. After the homework was finished, the teacher corrected it. Well, it doesn't matter, so I gave you a classmate's homework. "Chang Di, Xiaoke made all the mistakes in this assignment. Ask him. Thank you! " I have to promise, but I'm thinking about doing my homework, but I still don't have time to read China folk stories, my book! After teaching primary school, the bell rang, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I can finally read!
When I was a child, I really wanted to be a bully. Now I know it is not easy to learn to be a bully!
In our water world, there are many kinds of water: there are sweet sugar water; Bitter potion; Salty sea water; Clear mineral water ... I am clear mineral water.
One day, I was put into a plastic bottle by a worker's uncle and put on the shelf of a small grocery store, waiting for my master to buy it. I am really anxious to see that my companions have found their masters one by one. Just when I was sad, I was picked up by a pair of warm little hands, and the little master bought me and put it on the windowsill. Sometimes I read a good blackboard newspaper, sometimes I listen to the little master's class, and sometimes I can sleep in the little master's stomach. I'm so happy! All the other students left after school. Young master is the duty student today. I thought he would go outside to pick up the tap water and sprinkle it on the floor, but he grabbed me and drilled a hole in my "roof"-the bottle cap. I don't know what happened, so I was rudely tossed around by the young master. It really hurts! Only then did I know that the bottle that contained me was used as a watering can by him and I was used as tap water by him. After a while, I was completely dumped by him. I lay on the ground feeling less and less, and finally completely evaporated! My soul, steam, looked at him outside the window, but I was desperate. I only saw him pour the water from the water dispenser into the mineral water bottle and keep the switch of the water dispenser on until the water dried up, but he ran away with a schoolbag and a smile.
I rose to the sky, became water again, and had a new life, but I was not the original me. Although some people are so wasteful, I still want to believe that humans will save me, for sure!
Everyone thinks it's easy to go to the toilet. I don't think so, but I always think it's not easy, because when I go to the toilet, I will go through all kinds of hardships.
Suffering 1: the trouble of dragging classes
Before class, I just took a step to go to the bathroom. In desperation, the bell rang and I had to go back to my seat in despair. I want to go after class, but I can't stand it any longer. I watched the clock tick, and finally the class was over! I'm ready to run out of the classroom in a starting position, just waiting for that order. However, after the bell rang, the teacher slowly adjusted her glasses and said slowly, "Two more minutes!" " The teacher is in no hurry, I am in a hurry. Time slipped away from the teacher's lullaby ... it's time, it's a close call! At this moment, the "Rinrin bell" rang, and the students started their class ... "I ... this ..." I was so angry that I couldn't speak.
Suffering 2: the trouble of too much homework
By noon, you should finish the homework accumulated in the morning. I try my best to do my homework. Thinking about going to the toilet after finishing homework, listening to the pen feels that time passes so slowly! But this is not the case. I looked at the clock. There were still a few minutes before class. I want to hand in my homework when I go to the toilet. No sooner had I walked out of the classroom door than the students of "Rinrin Bell" started class ... "Gump, I just remembered that the clock was a few minutes slow! Clock! Can you be punctual? ! Do you know how much pain you have caused me?
Pain 3: the trouble of stomach pain
Listen to social studies after class. Suddenly, my stomach began to stop and I had cramps in my abdomen. I'm red in the face with pain and feel like I'm going to die! My waist slowly bent down, and I thought, "My God, why does it hurt in class and not after class!" " "Holding back my tears, I insisted on going to the sociology class. After class, I quickly picked up the paper and ran to the toilet I had never been to!
What you said is true. Can't the school clock be adjusted a little longer? Don't care about us children who don't have enough time! Not "child-friendly" at all!
No one's life can be smooth sailing, and there will be unforgettable troubles in this life!
Yes, I also have troubles, my troubles, maybe everyone will have them-that is stress! In the last few days of the exam, I was under great pressure and I was very nervous! Although I listened carefully in class and mastered what the teacher said, I was still very nervous and stressed!
I remember an exam. I memorized all the main points in my usual study, but I made unnecessary mistakes when I was nervous during the exam, which led to my 100 flying out!
When mom found out, she said she would help me get rid of this habit! My mother has said many times,' There is nothing in the exam, just write down what you have learned on a piece of paper. "There is nothing to be afraid of." Even so, when it comes to the exam, I am as nervous as before!
This trick doesn't work, okay, change! I saw that my mother bought a lot of papers and asked me to do them every day ... My hand was swollen and paralyzed, but it was still useless!
Mom's ultimate trick-ignore me, let me understand, after dozens of times of thinking, I am finally no longer afraid of exams, and I take every exam seriously, easily complete it and check it carefully!
This is my way. what do you think? If you have the same problem, you can also try this method-just think about it! I also want to tell you here that no one can be smooth sailing, so don't feel that others are better than yourself. In fact, everyone has their own advantages and highlights. As long as we try to find out, we will see her light! !
Trouble excellent composition 10 Everyone has some troubles. Trouble is like a shadow and a burden on my shoulders, which makes me breathless. What worries me most is "my future."
Because my score and ranking in the exam are not in the front, I work hard and do my homework seriously every day. After finishing my homework, I also write exercises and reviews. I will look up words that I can't write in my diary and composition, and sometimes my father and brother will give me math exercises. Although all kinds of efforts have made me progress a little, my grades are still behind, which makes me very depressed. So I told myself that I must continue to work hard and believe that one day I will go further.
My mother often encourages me to relax and face it with a normal heart. As long as I work hard, I can learn some talents or do something I am interested in. When I was doing newspaper clippings the other day, I saw from the report that the children of Dear Primary School in Nantou County found their goals and dreams in life by playing drums. They studied hard, won everyone's applause, increased their confidence and improved their academic performance. I think that's what my mother wants to tell me!
At school, the teacher also taught us to play drums. She said, "Life is not just reading." Encourage us to try in many ways and experience life seriously. I like playing drums and riding a bike. Whenever I am upset or unhappy, I will play drums or ride a bike to get rid of my troubles. Although my grades are not ideal now, I believe that as long as I am willing to work hard, I will gain something. I also realize that no matter what I study or do, I must first try to get sweet results.
There are many important choices in life. Others can't help you, but you have to rely on yourself. Sometimes you have no choice but to think of another way; Sometimes I give you a choice, but I can't choose ambitiously. ...
"Study hard" should be said to be a favorite sentence for teachers and parents to say to their children. In today's society, you need a diploma to find a job and make love. And the education on this small resume is what we have paid!
I want to get into a good middle school. I must pass the exams of Olympic Mathematics and Austrian Language. I have to study not only at school, but also at weekends. My mother won't let me study after class, trying to lighten my burden, but I still feel very tired and dizzy all day. I feel that this day is hazy, as if there is a curtain blocking my view.
I want to say goodbye to "learning", but how is that possible? I always feel very tired when I keep studying; I don't want to learn, but I feel ashamed. I feel lucky to take this step, because my teachers and parents gave me a good education since I was a child, but I feel very discouraged. Perhaps "competition" blinded my eyes, and everything seemed gloomy. I thought, "He won the first prize, and I want to surpass him". I can only say that I haven't fully understood the true meaning of learning, but in today's society, competition is the only way. If you don't go, you have to go. Will you watch yourself become a beggar and starve to death on the street? No, it won't. Therefore, everyone who is a strongman on the surface now has a "tender woman made of water" behind her, and she is miserable in front of her career, but she is just very strong!
This is not only my worry, but also everyone's worry. I want more people to know and understand us.
Every time I hear this song, I can't help but sigh: Why don't teenagers have a few troubles? Teenagers have the most troubles! The lyrics of this song are wrong.
But when we were primary school students, we would worry about taking junior high school exams; When we get into the ideal junior high school as we wish, we will worry about getting into the senior high school. When we are admitted to high school, we will worry about going to college; When we really get to college, we will worry about finding a job ... think about it, how can people have so many troubles in this life!
Now I am in junior high school, and I have added four minor courses. I am more nervous and stressed than before. I often think: why should I live in this world; Why should I study? Why should I work so hard every day? These questions often come to my mind.
When I first entered junior high school, I didn't think junior high school was so terrible, but I was stupid for the one-month mid-term exam. After that, I studied hard and passed the first exam safely, and I really felt a sense of crisis.
In the process of learning mathematics in junior high school, there will always be obstacles at the beginning, and people will think: Why can't they learn mathematics well? Why did I try and get nothing in return? Every time I finish thinking, I say: Why not turn these troubles into motivation? But anyone can say, who can guarantee that if you really do it, you can stick to it?
Maybe I should be optimistic and think about this problem better. I tried to do it, but I didn't. But I insisted on doing it.
I think in the future study, I should still try to be optimistic about everything, but my troubles will always flow back to my deepest heart. Maybe after hearing that song again, I will say optimistically: little boy, little trouble!
Excellent composition 13, alas, careless, did we have any enemies in our last life?
There is a worry that has been bothering me for a long time! That is "sloppy." Every time I don't mess with him, I am scolded by the teacher. Sometimes he still snickers around, which makes me wish a 9-magnitude typhoon would blow him out of the clouds. Blow him up. (It feels so evil)
He made me suffer a lot. Don't worry, just listen to me slowly.
Suffering from the exam: reason-carelessness, victim-poor little Tao.
During the math exam, the teacher sat solemnly on the podium, while we sat solemnly on the desk, preparing for a poor and miserable class. When it comes to the exam, our serious appearance instantly turns into a bitter gourd face (except for Zhao Dacai, of course). I looked like the first one, and then I handed out the paper. It's too difficult. I'll brush it when I pick it up. But I didn't notice that bad things, carelessness, are snickering, which is definitely not good. I was shocked when the test paper was handed out. There is a terrible red number 82 on the test paper. You don't say! I rubbed my eyes and said, it's not true, it's not true. Look at the test paper. It's all small mistakes, wrong counting and wrong questions. It seems that I can't escape from the law tonight. My mother will definitely scold me to death. The disadvantages of carelessness are harmful.
Squatting in front of the door: the reason-carelessness, the victim-Xiao Tao's family.
On Sunday, my family went to my grandmother's house, and my mother gave me the key to the house. I said that I would undertake this arduous and glorious task. I took the key and left. We had a good time, but when I came back, I found that if I couldn't find it, I made a careless face at me. I know it's him again, but I can't overcome her, so we have been squatting in front of the door.
You are so careless, can you stop pestering me? My problem is this carelessness.
Trouble excellent composition 14 the pace of growth has arrived, and the troubles of growth have followed. It makes people unhappy all day. I am an example.
In a new exam, the test paper was handed out. "Oh, no, I won't, it's too difficult!" I scratched my scalp hard. "Work hard!" The supervisor came up to me and stared at me. I picked up the pen at once. Alas, I can only be cheated. After the exam, everyone is discussing the test paper. I hid in the corner for fear that someone would ask me. I have always been a good student and have never failed an exam. All because I didn't study hard this weekend. I can only hope in my heart that the report card will be distributed slowly. But it seems that it was deliberately aimed at me, and the report card was quickly sent down. "Students, let me read the exam results. First place, Xiao Ting, second place, Xiao Jing ... tenth place, Xiao Hang ... sixteenth place, Yi Ran ... "Not in the top ten, my nose began to grieve. I've never done so badly. Sixteen, I'm ten places behind! After the teacher announced the class was over, I cried on my desk. When I got home, my parents beat and scolded me severely. From that moment on, I felt the pressure of learning that I had never had since I was a child. I'm afraid of every exam, and I'm not as comfortable as before. Because I want to go to junior high school well, I am very nervous every time, and my parents also bring me half the pressure. I began to hate all kinds of exams like those bad boys.
Teachers, classmates, parents and relatives all turned their eyes from me to other students. I also want to do well in the exam, but I also need a good learning environment and a good learning attitude. I don't want everyone to bring me unnecessary pressure.
My head teacher is a young girl. She is only 25 years old, but she has rich experience. She has brought two graduates. According to the lesbian theory in the class, she used to be a schoolmaster. She skipped several grades at school and graduated from college very early. Because she is still very young, she gets along well with our classmates. Everyone likes her very much, and I am no exception. But what impressed me the most was the detention after the parent-teacher conference.
At a parent-teacher meeting after the mid-term exam last semester, I was very scared because I did badly in the exam and dropped my grade ranking by more than 50. The reason is that I am so proud that my best math exam is less than ten points than usual.
Before school that day, the teacher stayed in the first place in each group to help prepare for the meeting, but I also asked the teacher to stay in the second place in the group, which made me feel very strange, but I still came to school to help on time.
The parent-teacher conference ended at 10 pm, and everyone got up and left school. My father and I are no exception. We were ready to go home when we arrived at the door of the class and were stopped by the head teacher. She asked us to stay. Suddenly, I feel terrible. The teacher will definitely talk about my grades. I was nervous and wanted to run away when I got cold feet, but after all, I couldn't escape from the first day. I had to obediently "surrender".
My father and I were invited into the office. I thought I would be severely criticized by my teacher in front of my father, but the result was unexpected. The teacher asked me why I failed in the exam this time, and more importantly, corrected some of my shortcomings, praised me and said that I had a bright future.
I am very grateful to my teacher, and I suddenly understand the teacher's good intentions. I study harder because I think I can't live up to my teacher's expectations. In the final exam, my ranking rose by more than 70 places.
The detention of the teacher woke me up and awakened my courage to go out again.