My troubles

From the day I graduated from the elementary school, there is always an inexpressible excitement in my heart. I always think of a sentence: "I will be a middle school student." With a few excitement, a few sly, I finally stepped in. The door of the country, which means that I have grown up, it means that I want to open the door of my ideals, the door of youth, to travel to the general world of the flower season.

I always think that life in the country is happy. The door to the country is the door to happiness. The door to youth is the door to openness. It is not the case. There are many sad hurdles in the door of the country, and this door of youth has countless darkness. When I walked there, I seemed to be helpless, so I was looking for the coming of light. And when I think about the years of the country that I have already passed, I can't help but shout: "No, I don't want to grow up!" But how can this be your own? Worries are all troubles, what should I do?

Learning troubles

Every day, the teacher will talk about new lessons, and what is important is the review of the learned knowledge after class and the preparation of new knowledge. After returning home, the first task is to complete the countless assignments that the teacher has arranged. Hard work, hard work... The night is quiet, the lights are all gone, only the lights in my room are still, and at this time, the sister of Shangguo's second grade has been sleeping for more than 2 hours. Looking up at the time again, it is already midnight, and I think that today's political, historical, and geography teachers have to take a new class, and they have to hurry up and preview. I took a sigh of relief and I was excited. "I finally finished." The arm is already numb, but I am very happy. I have planned another thing: I will prepare for politics first. I will get up to history and geography after getting up at 5:30 tomorrow... The time has passed and I have finally finished my day of study, falling asleep, and faint. I seem to hear sleeping and singing, my dreams are confused, and I listen carefully. It turned out to be an alarm clock. "Oh... I should get up again." I sighed, dressed and then started a new day of study and life.

This is me, a person who can't have enough time. I want to be able to slow down the old man and give me some time to give me a good review of my homework. Whenever I came home from school, I thought, "What should I do? Is there any way to let me study more time? I sighed again... Suddenly, I rang a message: "Time is like water in a sponge. If squeezed, it will always be squeezed out. "Oh, I understand, I should do this. I believe that I can do it. Hey, what annoying things, as long as we solve it with heart, nothing can be done."

Growing troubles

Growing up, I grow up day by day, mature day by day, and I am more strict with what I do. I am a very rigorous person, but sometimes I will encounter helplessness and encounter embarrassment.

A few days before the start of school, I was confident. I asked the teacher to check the homework and sign up. But at this time, I was in trouble: On the second day of registration, a parent came to the school and entered our classroom. I blamed my face for a slap in the face, so I didn't have time to react. It turned out that her child's homework was not completed, and I did not sign up. As a result, she came to the door. The final thing is clear, it is her fault, it is the fault of her child, but I can't accept it anyway. I keep asking myself: Am I really wrong? At this point, the teachers and classmates are comforted, but I still have a lingering fear, and I can’t calm down.

After returning home, my father said, "Children are right when you are responsible, but you..." After a while, my mood was very unstable. Am I really wrong? I don't know how many times I ask myself, I don't know how many times I shed tears, I really don't want to. Things have been going on for so long, but the wounds of my heart have not healed. Is it necessary to pay for the growth? If so, then I would rather not go to the door of youth. But after all, it’s already late, because my “should always think” adds the first shadow to my growth. What should I do? I am troubled by this.

In this trouble, I walked weakly and reluctantly. I turned to think again: How can life be smooth, not sour and bitter? Do not experience the wind and rain, how to see the rainbow. How much frustration did I receive? Is this my personality? No, I will definitely get out of this troubled shadow and return to the confident, sunny one.

Now, I should shout: Long live the country, long live, and long live. My troubles have been solved, and everything has been restored to the calm of the past. I think my study will be full of rhythm, and the flowers of youth will be more and more beautiful. Hey, the old man has already forgiven me, let me do what I should do. The sun has risen high above there and smiled at me. The troubles are far away from me, I am still following my nervous and rhythmic pace, and still so confident, so sunshine, cheer for me, I will definitely get rid of all the troubles!

The First Day of Huiguo Town, Gongyi City, Zhengzhou, Henan Province: Gu Yuyao