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The composition "I grew up", more than 400 words, based on junior high school life, please, I really can't write!
Whenever I mention the word "grow up", I will think of "Dad's flowers have fallen, I am no longer a child!" And ask yourself: "Have I grown up?" .

Yes, I have grown up. I should have grown up!

Early in the morning, I was awakened by a speeding car on the side of the road. When I opened my hazy eyes, my eyes were still dark, but the faint light from the kitchen came into my room, which made me see the dawn.

I looked intently at the clock on the wall, ah! It's only five ten. Who gets up so early? Curiosity drove me to find out. I put on my clothes and shoes carefully and moved to the kitchen bit by bit. Looking into the kitchen through the faint light, I first heard the sound of "Huhu-Huhu-",and then I saw that it was my father! I saw him gently close his eyes, his head hanging down, his back against the wall, his arms crossed, his mobile phone in one hand and his legs crossed.

Oh, it seems that I was so tired that I fell asleep! I thought to myself, dad is too tired. He goes to bed later than me every day and gets up more than an hour earlier than me. Maybe dad is really tired! Dad is still holding his mobile phone. It seems that he has set the bell. Let's take a nap first. Look at me again. I didn't see my father's hard work until today. I still remember that he was most happy that when I got good grades, he smiled brightly and was so excited. Perhaps this is the only way to give him the best comfort!

I made up my mind after thinking about it: I must study hard! Seeing my father asleep, I couldn't bear to wake him up, so I went down to the kitchen and made breakfast myself. That day, that early morning, in the kitchen, I felt that the filar silk light that the kitchen shot out of the window was like a little starlight.

From that time I saw my father's sleeping, I knew that my father was so hard and tired. He had raised me for fourteen years. It was time for me to honor my parents properly. I wanted to grow up, and I had to grow up.

I will never forget that early morning, which was the beginning of my growing up.