My Troubles 600 words

As we grow, troubles are inevitable. As the saying goes: People have three thousand troubles, which are constantly being cut and kept in chaos. Now let me talk about my troubles.

As the saying goes: No gold is pure and no one is perfect, but in my mother’s eyes: other people’s children are always perfect. Listen to this:

Other people’s children do their homework as soon as they come home, but you play all day long, surf the Internet, and play games. You are very free, aren’t you?

How did you do in this exam? Look at you, why are you so unhappy? The child of a colleague from our workplace ranks first in grade every time he takes the exam.

Come here and take a look. This kid in the newspaper went to college as a teenager. Why can't you imitate others? How will you take the high school entrance examination with this score? How to get into college?

Over time, I also understood: She did this to inspire me, learn more about the strengths of others, and correct her own shortcomings. But time and time again I heard my mother praising other people’s children, and my heart felt as if cold water had been poured on it. Every time I silently protested in my heart: Mom, can you change the topic? Don't always make excuses for other people's children.

Let me tell you a true story:

After school that day, as soon as I got home, I excitedly handed the English test paper to my mother. Seeing the score above: 87.5, my mother was so angry that she scolded her like a storm. I couldn't get a word in or speak at all. They all say, "A gentleman talks but never uses his hands." But my mother felt that talking wasn't enough to relieve her anger, so she started to pull my ears.

"It hurts! Mom, please let me go. I am ranked first in the class, and you still beat me and scold me?" I felt extremely wronged.

"First in the class? How is it possible? How can you fail in the exam and still be first in the class? Have you also learned to lie?" Mom asked hesitantly.

"You can call the teacher!" I shouted. In fact, what I want to say is: Whether I am your biological child or not, you don’t believe my words!

"Ah! That's great! My son got the first place in the exam!" Mom said happily, "But, son - look at this question, you were so wrong last time, how can you do it this time?" Wrong? This question is worth 5 points. If you get it right, will you be the first in the grade? If other children can get the first place in the grade, why can’t my son do his best?”

"Mygod, here we go again, I still can't compare to other people's children." I wailed in my heart - alas! Mom once again hit my "Achilles' heel". Other people’s children are so annoying!

My troubles occur every day, and I cannot hide from them. Now they have become a common occurrence. That being the case, then so be it—whatever comes, let it be. I eat all my worries like I eat.

Growing pains are not worries 200 words

How can a small tree grow into a towering tree without experiencing wind and rain? How can life be full of ups and downs without hardships? Similarly, if you don’t have troubles while growing up, how can you truly grow?

Trouble, a word that even babies frown upon hearing, is an indispensable thing in our growth. In our growth, we must turn worries into no worries and understand life from worries. Gradually grow.

When you are a child, your worries are like pebbles on the road, you can only kick them away or go around them; when you are young, your worries are like potholes on the road, you can only go over them or fill them up; When you grow up, your troubles are like mountains. You can only climb over them or move them away like Foolish Old Man.

Our current worries are potholes on the road: crossing them is the best choice. We have more than one worry. How long should we fill them in? Just take one big step and it's over.

Therefore, sometimes, when faced with troubles, don’t be too persistent and use another simpler method to resolve them.

Happiness and troubles coexist.

The road to growth is bumpy, but bumps are not a natural chasm.

Growing Pains: The Common Troubles of Children, 800 words

We are bathing in growth, and we are in the prime of life. Looking back on the past, there are always a few dark clouds blocking the sun that shines on the earth. There are always a few things that we can't get rid of...

It's another weekend. After five days of "suffering" at school, I finally got "liberated", I thought happily. , he couldn't help but sit on the "soft" sofa, but his butt had just "heated" the sofa. When he was about to turn on the TV, the "machine gun" was pointed at you: "Have you finished your homework? Have you reviewed it? The teacher said Do you understand all the knowledge..." "Go and review!" Finally, this "bullet" hit you mercilessly.

At this time, I could only think aggrievedly in my heart: "Is it easy for me? After walking alone in this endless desert for five days and five nights, I finally saw the oasis, but someone shot it to pieces - it turned out to be Mirage! Is it easy for me?” “As the saying goes, we must balance work and rest, which means we must not forget to take a break while studying!” There is no choice but to rest! I felt "desperate": "Ah! God, please give me a piece of tofu and let me kill it..." In this way, a good weekend was "wasted"!

We are bathing in growth, and we are also at the age of playfulness. There is a saying that goes: "No gold is pure, and no one is perfect." "Children" come to compare with the children of their own family... As everyone knows, a child is just a child.

I failed in the exam; I was miserable when I got home; the parents were angry; the children were finished.

"Why didn't you do well in the exam? Look, you are usually reluctant to ask you to review, but now you know that it is 'awesome'. Look, someone else's child is ranked first in the whole grade. Look at yourself again, oops, I don’t even want to say it anymore…” It’s a long speech, and it’s endless. Have parents ever thought about it in another’s shoes: Children value their own grades more than you do, and it’s also very sad. Therefore, whenever children fail in an exam, they do not think about "how to make up for their shortcomings" or "how to improve before the next exam", but "how to explain to their parents when they go home." If parents put less pressure on their children, be more "tolerant" to their children, and encourage them more, the children will work harder...

Don't worry too much, there will always be problems on the road to growth. There are some worries, and it is these worries that can make growth full of color, flavor, and make growth more meaningful! Only in this way can you train yourself better!

Teacher’s comments: The article echoes the previous chapters and has a clear theme.

The troubled little Douzi read "You Can't Grow Up Without Troubles", a 450-word book.

Today I read a book called "You Can't Grow Up Without Troubles". The content is very good. It mainly talks about the protagonist Xiao Douzi. The little protagonist Douzi is an innocent, enthusiastic, naughty and fantasy girl, but she often causes bad luck because of her carelessness and lack of perseverance. But with an optimistic and positive nature, she can always find ways to make those troubles melt away. This book records every bit of her life: she helped the police solve the case, her failed social activities, her first withdrawal of money, etc... It's like talking about ourselves.

One of the stories in this book impressed me the most. The story goes like this: On a Sunday morning, a large shopping mall was newly opened on West Street. Everyone was rushing to the shopping mall. Xiaodouzi didn't go because she was sick. Her mother was not here, so Xiaodouzi took the snacks and ate snacks while watching TV. Just then, someone knocked on the door. The person looked towards the peephole. Xiaodouzi was wondering whether to call the police. After a while, the person entered the neighbor's door and came out with two bags. Xiaodouzi put the I drew a picture of him, but I didn't expect that this drawing actually helped the police solve the case.

Little Douzi’s childhood was exciting, colorful, thrilling, hilarious and colorful. Her childhood was not without troubles, but the troubles made her realize the falseness, ugliness and evil in life, as well as the truth, goodness and beauty in life. No matter what, she re-recognizes herself in troubles time and time again, standing up wherever she falls. Although Xiaodouzi is naive, she has a strong willpower. The troubles one after another make her grow, make her no longer irritable and grow up slowly.

Childhood troubles can make us worry, but they can also give us exercise. Childhood troubles, aren’t they a kind of wealth?

A 400-word essay on my troubles, a 500-word essay on my troubles

I often hear people say: Young people have no worries, but I think this is wrong. We are small There are joys, sorrows and joys all the same, but I've been feeling particularly annoyed lately. What's the reason? Please listen to me slowly.

This annoying thing is related to eating. I am born to love eating meat. It can be said that no one knows about this special hobby of mine. If you don't eat meat, you will feel uncomfortable all over. It is precisely for this reason that my mother, who has always loved me, would make one or two delicious dishes for every meal to help me satisfy my cravings. But recently, the situation has undergone earth-shaking changes. I can’t find any diced meat on my dining table. The delicious steamed fish has flown away. The fried pork ribs are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Even my favorite chicken stew has disappeared. Vermicelli also said goodbye to me. Instead there were plates of inedible vegetarian dishes. This is all because of an unfortunate disease called "urticaria" that I unfortunately contracted recently. This disease itself is not terrible. The doctor said that it will be cured after a period of treatment. But what scares me most is that during the treatment, It is necessary to "forbidden eating", especially eating meat, otherwise it will aggravate the condition. It was from this time on that my colorful food world immediately turned gloomy.

As I have always been a meat-eating person, I could only eat "grass". I had no choice but to eat, but I only lasted a few days before I couldn't stand it anymore. I begged my mother to only take a small bite, but she was not allowed. I lost my temper with my mother, but it didn't work. I simply went on a "hunger strike". Unexpectedly, my mother's face darkened and her hands were raised high. I was so frightened that I quickly picked up my rice bowl... Alas! When will these dark days end?

Damn "urticaria", since you don't like eating meat so much, you should go find a little rabbit! Why did you find it on my head? Please stop loving me and leave quickly! I want to eat meat

The troubles of a young man are not troubles 800 words

Reminiscent of the ancient road in Huangchen, a light poem by Xin Qiji has been passed down from thousands of mouths - how much sorrow can a young man have? Today is changing with each passing day, but the times have placed more sorrow on young people.

Farewell to Three Words and Thousand Words and usher in the heyday of Seven Subjects, which is where our party’s troubles come from. Today's "Three subjects of hard study will determine the world" has become "Seven subjects are like food and cannot be thrown away." We had too many questions and too little sleep. Many "comrades" simply covered their books and fell asleep. Some "comrades" also imitated the ancients and stabbed their buttocks and acupuncture points on the pillow. You can imagine the pain of struggling in the first grade of junior high school. Our reason poem, homework drove away the nap at noon, helplessly chattering and drinking lamp oil.

Half a year ago, when I came to Hangzhou No. 5 Middle School in high spirits with my primary school diploma, a kind of trouble came. It turned out that I easily came out on top in elementary school, but I encountered a roadblock on the road to middle school. As the new teachers said "out of class" one after another, every drop of my sweat was bound to be left in the contact book. At night, the lights in my house are turned on later and later, at 8:30, 9:30, and finally at 10 o'clock. Sleeping among the stars, going to war under the western moon, and writing vigorously under the scorching sun have become true portrayals of my study and life. New environment, new pressure, exam after exam, my review time was forced to the exam room. I can't imagine how senior high school students who have experienced the Black July drink coffee. Stress does not bring satisfaction. I failed miserably in my first monthly exam. My scores in Chinese, Mathematics, and English were hard to describe. Although I was among the best, it was far from my goal. It was too far... The battle of hard work is written again. on the list.

This is not a fantasy for me. It is common to have three main subjects and two sub-subjects in one day's course. It is no longer unusual for the main subject teacher's classroom and homework, and there are exquisite contact books, one lesson and two sub-subjects. Pages, often like running water. One small test in January, one big test in two months, one dictation every day, and one test every week. I can’t imagine how I survived, how I tried my best to show the vitality of youth amidst the fragrance of books and ink.

Here comes a story that tells me the importance of stress. "On a voyage, a ship with an empty cargo hold encountered strong winds and huge waves. The ship was in an extremely critical situation. The old captain did not be at a loss and prayed to God, but opened the hold to collect water. The ship was loaded and safe. "Although the story is short, it inspires me endlessly." A famous person said: Only when there is pressure will there be motivation. What is said is that although middle school is more stressful than elementary school, my knowledge has been greatly broadened in middle school, and my learning efficiency and concentration in lectures have also improved greatly. Isn’t this motivation brought about by pressure? How many times can you fight in a lifetime? When I think back on the past, stressful times often come to mind. Maybe pressure is not a burden but a new starting point. With pressure, I will work harder to complete the homework and complete the learning tasks. Mencius said: Born in sorrow and died in happiness. In critical moments, people will desperately pursue safety or victory. If you always have a sense of danger while studying, wouldn't you study hard? This happens every day, how can we not make progress? I have to work hard, hold on to the treasure of pressure, take a step forward every day, and gain a point every day. I will use the incomparable magic weapon of pressure to ride the wind and waves and reach the other side of success! How many times can one fight in life? How much pressure is there? Withstand the pressure and keep moving forward, don’t worry about growing pains!

My Troubles 150 words

Today, the teacher assigned our class a composition called "My Troubles".

At first, I couldn’t even think about it. So, I asked my mother. "Mom, Mom, are you worried?" I asked. My mother said: "I don't have any worries!" So, I asked my father. "Dad, are you worried?" I asked Dad. Dad replied: "My trouble is that stocks keep falling. This is my trouble!" I thought to myself: "This has nothing to do with me!" I asked my grandma again. "Grandma, do you have any worries?" Grandma said, "My life is so good now, how can I have any worries? I'll help you think about it. When I think of it, I'll tell you." I sat on the chair, blankly Sitting on the floor...

After thinking about it, I finally realized that if I can't write this essay, that's my trouble!

250 ??words about the troubles of a good student

I am 9 years old this year and I am a little pudding in the class, but in terms of study, in the words of the teacher, I am "one in a hundred"

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I am the squad leader, class representative, and team leader. If you add it all up, there are 4 tasks in one ***, all of which are on me. Every day, my steps are in a hurry. After class, Not only can’t I play, but I have to be called to the office by the teacher every day, and sometimes I can’t even go to the toilet.

One day, after finishing the math test and correcting the papers, the teacher placed a pile of papers in front of me and said to me in a reproachful tone: "Ma Rong, look at you, just... I made a few mistakes and got 99 in the exam.

"I was so angry after hearing this. A good student was looked down upon by everyone just because of such a small mistake.

get out of class was over, and I was correcting and collecting homework again. I was so busy that I went to class. , there are still a lot of homework to be corrected! I am so exhausted that I can’t wait to fall asleep in the whole class.

In Chinese class, the teacher is correcting my questions again and again. I am so embarrassed to accuse me of what I did wrong.

Those bad students must want to be praised by the teacher, right? Let me give it to you, I don’t want to be a good student, I want to be a bad student!

My troubles 450 words

Don’t look at me smiling all day long, but I am actually a trouble! Especially girls.

As I get older, my parents always keep nagging me: "I am already in the second grade of junior high school, and I still read books and listen to music all day long." , don’t you know that the most important thing for you now is to seize the time to study and review your homework hard? The teacher always teaches: "You are now in the second grade of junior high school. You must bring honor to the class and study hard." "My homework is not very ideal, and I want to work hard, but there are always a few subjects that I can't get through.

Is it because I don't want to study hard? No, I just have to study step by step and don't be impatient. . Mom, Dad, can’t you give me some time? Believe me, I will work hard. I am working hard and climbing step by step.

My troubles are not just from studying. I’m under a lot of pressure, and my friends’ confusion makes me troubled.

I have a good friend who misunderstood me because I was chatting with some male classmates and said, “How can you be friends with boys? Woolen cloth? You actually chatted so openly with them and sometimes left me alone. Don't you know I'm embarrassed? "

I couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this, so I quickly explained to her, and she actually said to me: "Explanation is a cover-up, and cover-up is the beginning of a crime. You can go play with them from now on, and I will never pay attention to you again. Yes, hum! ”

Study weighs me down, and friendship cannot stand the test. Should I be sad or laugh? The world has given me so many hardships. As a little me, I have There are so many worries, but I have learned to bury them in my heart and try my best to smile. Looking back, I feel so stupid. Why don't I show my true self, laugh when I am happy, and cry when I am sad? < /p>

Let the worries disappear and let the sunshine stay in your heart!

No. 6 Primary School, Aojiang Town, Pingyang County, Wenzhou, Zhejiang

Trouble 650 words

< p>Recalling those innocent and carefree days when I was a child, I was so happy. When we grow up, we have many more worries.

Our hearts are like a piece of paper, from being tidy to being tidy. It is covered with ink. It is full of ups and downs, and the more traces there are, the greater the proportion of troubles in it. As we grow older, we see and hear more and more, and we begin to learn to think before we act. At the same time, I started to become cowardly. I think someone should have tried to restore that piece of paper to its original whiteness, but the result was definitely counterproductive.

When I was in elementary school, I always looked forward to junior high school and always thought, "Growing up." How wonderful! "Such as that. During the summer vacation, my teacher talked to me about junior high school and speaking in class. I said that I gave a speech three or four times in a class. I got the answers right in the first time, but got it wrong in the last time. Then a group of classmates gave a speech in class. That booing. He replied: "It will be more serious in junior high school. Some people will say that you want to be in the limelight, so you have to speak in a controlled manner." Today’s children mature too early. How did we know this back then? "I suddenly felt that this was such a terrifying thing... So I kept remembering these words, and when I raised my hand, I always thought, "Is it really suitable now? Can I get the answer right? What consequences will there be..."

After the final exam, my Chinese score was really sad. My intuition told me that my composition score must not be high. I told my previous Chinese teacher about the score. I hope I can get some inspiration from him. “This essay was very loose, and I always felt that I missed the topic. I was too nervous during the exam to express what I wanted to express. "I summarized the composition this time. "I don't know what's going on with Chinese language now," the teacher said far away. "The composition must be orthodox and literary in order to get high marks. "When I heard these two words, I suddenly felt that my composition didn't take up any part. I had no orthodox thoughts and I couldn't achieve literary talent. Afterwards, when faced with the composition, I stared at the draft book in a daze for a long time, not daring to write a word. Poor literary talent can only be accumulated over time, but I am always thinking about how to write the so-called orthodoxy...

Now I am hesitant to do anything and "think twice before acting", so I have taken many opportunities Well. So some people say that thinking too much will only make you more desperate. After you drop some baggage, you will be surprised how high you can fly.

Yes, when you grow up, There are too many things to think about, and we have to consider the consequences of everything, so we have troubles!

Growing Pains 550 words

On the way to my growth, things happened. Big and small, along the way, the words I heard the most were "Don't be like a child" and "Why can't you grow taller?" These words stabbed me hard like a knife. Don't I want to? Grow taller and grow up? But who understands me? These worries followed me to junior high school, but other people's words still kept coming.

One day, I was walking on the stairs, and suddenly two male classmates said: "We have so many 'dwarf winter melons' in the first grade of junior high school!" They kept looking directly at me, and ran away laughing. . I held back my tears and always told myself: follow your own path and let others have their say. But when I got home, I didn't want to face the surprised looks of my classmates anymore, but my mother's cousin happened to be a guest at my house. I called "Auntie", but she asked me: "Xiaoxin, right? How old is she this year?" What grade are you in?" Faced with her question, I was speechless. But my mother said to her: "She is 11 years old and in fourth grade." I opened my eyes in surprise, and my heart felt like I had knocked over a five-flavor bottle... "11 years old is not tall enough! You need to exercise more!" Haha..." Then there was a burst of "haha" laughter. I suppressed my anger, forced a smile, and walked straight into the room. I slammed the door shut with a bang! He threw his schoolbag to the ground and hid in a corner crying alone. His mother's words kept popping up in his mind. Why? Why should I be denied my age and why should I be measured by my height? If you are not tall, you will be discriminated against and looked down upon by others? This is so unfair!

"The sun, the sun, brings us seven colors of brilliance... We carry colorful dreams into the future." When the sun shines, there will occasionally be short-term clouds, and the pain of growing up always lingers. If you don't go, maybe you can only turn others' discrimination into motivation to move forward and make achievements to impress them.

I believe that troubles will eventually pass and happiness is about to come!