Growing troubles

Growing up is a diary. There are laughter and crying, and there are joys and sorrows. And my trouble is that I don't want to open this diary, I don't want to grow up.

When I was young, I was so innocent and full of good memories of the future. When I grew up, I became more and more dreamless.

When you grow up, you must work and fight against the people in the society; work hard, compete with your colleagues for status; work hard, build relationships with leaders, and get promoted every day, only work, no freedom. In order to work, you have to sacrifice the time to sleep, sacrifice the time to play the game, and sacrifice time with your loved ones. In short, growing up has to pay a lot of price.

But when I was young, I could cry in my parents' arms, be spoiled in my grandparents' arms, go to the zoo to see animals with my parents, and play kittens at my grandparents' house.

Now I have grown up with the years, and my childhood memories are slowly being wiped out by the years.

Now I am a middle school student. The middle school students who struggle for study every day have no "1 June" festival. Slowly found that my mother's face was occupied by wrinkles, and my father's hair did not have the spirit of the past. Looking at the lovely sister can enjoy the parents' embrace with unbridled, grandparents' praise, I am embarrassed.

Looking at the curvature of my grandfather's back is getting bigger and bigger, I feel that my responsibilities have become heavy. Looking at heavy books and heavy summer homework, I feel more and more annoyed.

When I finished the bookcase, I found a few pictures painted as a child, so funny and childish.

"Young people don't know how to taste, fall in love with the floor, fall in love with the floor, and want to give a new word to say something, now you can eat it..." Now I have tasted the taste of me, I really don't want to grow up.