Under the dim light, I stared at this cup of tea, and the impact of boiling water again and again made me feel the fragrance of tea. The sweetness in bitterness is also occupied by my greedy mouth. The hazy eyes outline the hazy memory, but the memory is no longer hazy.

Too much homework "makes it difficult for us" to have fun, and the teacher's seriousness "inhibits" laughter and heavy pressure, and "creates" us in our dreams-growing troubles. Open the heavy book of memories, a little bit of thoughts, perhaps some tireless looking back on the past.

When I first arrived, a fragile me was targeted at the "weakness" by the "enemy", and that fragile me was sacrificed on the battlefield of "blood", but I stood up again with the phrase "reading with a light in my sleep and ringing a bell in my dream". In those years, I was lost in the dark. After the research, sometimes I also found a lawn that has not yet withered and yellow, sometimes it is in front of my desk, beside the window sill, watching the rows of trees standing in the distance struggling, just to give off the last touch of bright green. What trees are those? I don't know, but what does it matter? As long as it's a tree, it's enough. When I watch them in a daze, my heart will be full of thoughts. When my eyes return to the tree, my mood will be suddenly enlightened, and the pressure will be gone. I will devote myself to my busy study.

As if the fragrance of tea filled the "world", my mood was boiling.

My efforts have overcome my troubles and everything, making it seem like the last bright green, and also releasing the brilliance equivalent to summer. "Teenagers don't know what it's like to be bored", but anyone who relaxes at this turning point is "a swamp thousands of miles away, a thorn bush thousands of miles away". On the contrary, if it is hard work and perseverance, what awaits you is "a bright future, green mountains and green waters." Do you really want your troubles to turn into a wisp of smoke, haunt your soul and make you bored and upset?

If growth is a work, then worry is a typo hidden deep in the paragraph; If growth is a blank sheet of paper, then worry is a flaw stuck on the back. These tiny things seem deja vu, and they seem to bother us all the time. In the growing nature, learning, which was once like a breeze, has been attacked by storm-like learning and pressure, blowing away the depths of memory.

My hands can't feel the temperature of the tea, and the clear fog that pervades the room has quietly disappeared. Taste the water of "having fun in bitterness" more attentively, taste the troubles of growing up, "be bored", time "go" and experience "more". After tasting tea again, the "bitterness" seems to disappear with the temperature and the time measured by the mind. Now that I have grown up, I have put aside the immaturity of my childhood and am moving towards youth. When my mood is shrouded in growing pride, all kinds of growing troubles follow.

After I entered junior high school, I feel that now is the most troublesome time for a person. This is how you test, study and study every day. I don't have much free time to do what I like. When I fall asleep every night, my mind is always full of "fighting" for a lot of homework and studying hard for tomorrow's exam. I looked out the window in a daze. There are many flowers and trees outside, growing desperately. What is this for? Just to bloom your beautiful flowers and green branches and leaves? What the hell is this for?

Yes, what are we working so hard for now? For yourself or for whom? Can you tell me?

Early in the morning, I was awakened by the hateful alarm clock. Because my family lives "108 thousand miles" away from school, I have to get up in a hurry after 5 o'clock. It seems that I haven't got rid of my dream last night. I'm still worried about today's exam. I can't help it Get up early Helpless, I had to drag my tired body out of bed, brush my teeth and wash my face, and hurried out of the door. When I got to school, I also swept the grass for the area I cleaned in the morning. As a result, I failed the exam, only 30 students, ah. Another problem for me has arisen. What should I do? What should I tell my parents? When I get home, I can't lift my head. The teacher will scold me first. I'm lost.

The word "grow up" is full of curiosity in the eyes of many children, and they can't wait to grow into adults at once. They can do what they want, which is very refreshing and experiences the happiness of growing up. Maybe growing up is a changeable child: I grew up and became a little adult in a dull day. Ingeniously leaving childhood and happiness behind, full of countless troubles.

Growth is to bear everything, learn to grow, learn to grow! Get responsibility from troubles-study, and become the pillar of the motherland in the future, and will certainly shine and make contributions to the motherland! When I grow up, I walk the line, board a ship and sail for the bright future ahead, rain or shine!

Growing pains

Are you happy studying? Are you tired? Yes, when you get satisfactory results, when you find the learning content easy, learning is naturally happy. But when you have an aversion to learning, when there is a "process" and some "obstacles" in your homework, it is undeniable that learning is tiring. So, is learning happy or tiring? This is my worry, a worry that has been suppressed in my heart for a long time. Sometimes, I think learning is happy and carefree. The content of junior high school study is relatively easy. As long as you put your heart into it, it will be OK after three or two times, and the quality is relatively high. If you do your homework quickly, you will naturally have more free time. At that time, like birds escaping from the cage, we got rid of the shackles of the fence and flew freely in the vast silver-free sky. It feels so good.

Learning is sometimes very tiring: analyzing topics and making various test papers make me dizzy and hot all over. I sometimes think: what is learning for? Why should I study? What are the benefits of studying? Although I knew I was stupid at that time, I was really tired and wanted to sleep in bed for ten days and eight nights. Speaking of "playing", it is impossible for a camel to enter a henhouse when it is 108,000 miles apart. However, justice will eventually prevail over evil. The nonsense in my head will be thrown out of my mind and disappear without a trace. Sometimes, a day's class is extremely easy: what art! Exercise! Music! They are all my favorites. At that time, learning was fun. Sometimes, a day's class is either Chinese or math and biology. Even though I was in a good mood that day, I was completely changed by these "troublemakers": my face was flushed, my brow was frowning, my mouth was slightly pursed, my hands were holding my hair, and I looked expressionless and lifeless. When I smile, I just smile. At that time, I seemed to have just returned from hiking in the desert. However, this is an inescapable reality.

As time goes by, many past events are forgotten, just like a flower has withered, but only one flower has not withered. This is what I call trouble. It gave me the motivation to study and let me know that happiness and fatigue coexist in my study. If you want to gain something, you have to pay. Like Gu Song, if you want to express your distinctive personality and unique style, you must be brave and honest, and express yourself incisively and vividly.