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I am always me.


I am always me.

The hour hand "tick, tick..." rotates. Today, it has been with me for more than 131,400 hours, it has rotated more than 13,400 circles. And in every turn it turns, there is an imprint that can't be erased - me.

When it turned to the 43800th lap, it was five years old, it was me. Short stature, thin body, a naive face. For everything, do something that has nothing to do with yourself. When I am hungry, I can spoil my mother and never care if she has time. She must give me a good meal. When I was bored, I went to my brother. Although he was sometimes reluctant to play with me, I would still pretend to be a poor man, trying to squeeze out tears. He couldn’t help me, so I had to go out with me. The favorite "swinging swing". When I was tired, I went home, my father strode over, picked up me with its heavy, strong hands, lifted me up high, put it on the bed, told the story, let me fall asleep, sleep me. With a smile on my face...

I am five years old, so innocent and indulgent...

The hour hand "tick ticking...", he has already turned to the 131400th circle, that is fifteen years old, I am now. The man grows tall, his body is a little bit fat, leaving a neat short hair, and let the glasses stand on his nose. Everything has a mature and mature, standing at the intersection of life, facing Take the test of adolescence and choose the right path to growth. I am sometimes awake, but I love to be confused. When I get along with my friends, I always love to stick to my own point of view, I don't want to lose, and I think about things in a lot of ways. Therefore, I lost a pure friendship. I am confused, but still persistent. I have been pursuing better results all the time, and I have been constantly making my own efforts, but sometimes, the decline has brought me to loss, frustration, and loss of confidence... However, I have been hitting the wall again and again. Learned to be optimistic, strong to face challenges, and obsessed with your goals.

At the age of fifteen, I am in the critical period of growth, and I am preparing for the new challenges with the wings of youth.

The hour hand is still turning, and in the twinkling of an eye, this is already the 21900th lap. That is twenty-five years old, it is me in the future. Maybe I am still sitting at the desk with a pile of books, studying hard and studying for the next degree; maybe I have entered the society, sitting at a desk, hands clasping the keyboard with both hands, The next time the company's activities plan is prepared; perhaps I really have the career of my dreams - freelance writers, sitting at the window, reading Tang poems, Song poems, using "writing" to express their feelings...

I am twenty-five years old, will be more mature and steady...

The hour hand is still spinning, and no one knows what I am like after ten years...

Five years old, fifteen years old, twenty-five years old... are all my growth steps. At that stage, I am always me, I am working hard, struggling, and constantly improving myself to be a better "I".

Second day: Hu Bo

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