In weekday study, work and life, everyone has tried to write essays, right? Essay is a way of narrative in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and ideas stored in their memory in written form. You always have no way to write when you write an essay? The following is my trouble essay that I help you organize, welcome to read and collect.
My troubles essay 1In the blink of an eye, I have been in the sixth grade, but the boundless troubles come with it.
Everyone says that when you grow up you can do many, many things, you can live in a house by yourself, you can eat whatever you want, and you can go to bed as late as you want, but I am not happy at all. Do you know why that is?
Learning troubles have always followed me, my math scores have always been the worst, I have never understood why there are so many math applications waiting for me to do? I hate doing math problems the most. I've taken remedial classes for two or three years, but I just don't get the hang of it, and my math grades are still abysmal. I'm not happy, it's not good to grow up at all, to do so many problems and take so many classes.
Mom and dad's expectations make me feel scared, mom and dad have always hoped that my grades will be good, usually in addition to the class, mom and dad also enrolled me in a dance class, every day to practice, when I was on vacation I was also busy. I'm not happy, when I grow up, I have to learn many, many specialties.
The trouble of promotion has also always made me very sad, sixth grade, to go to junior high school, the teacher, mom and dad always tell us to take a key junior high school, so I always have to study, thick test papers to me to breathe, is it the only way to have the possibility of getting into a good school? I'm not happy because I don't have a break.
When I was young, I always thought naively that it was good to grow up, and as I slowly grew up, I realized that it was not good to grow up at all, and I don't want to grow up now, and if I can, I hope I will never grow up. If I can, I hope I will never grow up. I will always be a child who doesn't know anything.
My worries essay 2Xin Qiji has a word; "young people do not know the taste of sadness". After entering junior high school, the young me but because of the failure of the examination room y experienced what is called sadness, will be "sad" taste very thoroughly, so far unforgettable.
When I first entered junior high school, I always wanted to prove myself. But then, every time the weekly clear I was a mess, especially the English score is even worse to the single-digit test, I was in a terrible mood to the extreme, after the results came out, see the surrounding people's faces joyful expression, my mood is very heavy.
My passion was doused with a pot of ice-cold water, and my sharpness was completely worn out. I tried to run away from it all, day by day, the road ahead is long and confused, the scene of the examination smashed constantly in the mind, I was wrapped in sadness, it is difficult to extricate themselves.
One night, the sky was gray and dripping with rain. After class I went to talk to my best friend. I complained to him about my unsatisfactory test results, but he enlightened me and said: "a test failed does not mean anything, it does not show that you are a person who is not progressive, as long as you continue to work hard in the coming days, every day a little bit of progress, there will be a day when you will have a very bright results". After hearing his words, I immediately felt as if the sky had cleared up and glowed slightly.
Sitting and listening to the tide, lying down to see the clouds roll in and out. I have had failures and experienced sadness, but I have learned to be strong. I believe that with this experience, my future will be even better, in the days ahead, I will step by step down to earth, step by step on the peak of life.
I have not experienced great ups and downs, but small setbacks like this happen from time to time. Now that I think about it, the process of my growth is a zigzag line, my maturity in the zigzag stretching forward. I believe that in such trials and tribulations, I will be able to move towards a bright future.
My worries essay 3Everyone has some worries, for example: adults are worried with our future; our worries are whether we can play the game and worry about it, and worry about the pressure of learning and achievement ...... Now listen to my growing up worries.
Now I am a junior high school student, of course subjects have eight subjects to learn. Make me overwhelmed, in school teachers treat us harshly. Back at home, I have to listen to my mom's endless talk is really "life since the beginning of time who did not die ah" This is my first trouble.
The second worry is that I am often bullied by the same table in school, we are almost as tall but every time than he was beaten by him, I can say that I do not eat three meals a day, net eat his "buns" "buns" (fists) and he often copy my homework, so that I am always said by the teacher. The first time I saw this, I was able to see the teacher's voice and the teacher's voice, and the teacher's voice.
The third worry is that I'm a bit timid. Dad said I used to see people dancing in the Civic Square dare to go up to ask for advice; at night do not dare to walk on the road without a light bulb ......
The fourth worry is the problem of height, although I was born in the third year of life, but there are a few people in our class with me the same year ah! I'm not sure why they're all taller than me! Pan Changjiang may be taller than me ...... I do not lack of calcium, I drink qq star every day; I do not lack of iron, I eat apples every day, playing basketball also do not see grow taller.
The fifth worry is the "economic problem" every New Year I can receive a bunch of red envelopes, but red envelopes have not yet encountered to the parents of the "suction method" sucked away, so that to buy a stationery are "penniless! "The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
After the troubles are said, the mood is much better, venting feel really good.
My worries are really my "good friend" wow! The "friendship" between us is as deep as the friendship of the pipe bowls. Since the beginning of elementary school, day and night, no matter how stormy or sunny it is always close to me.
Whenever I seriously test, careless friend awakened, take away the brain command, began to complete its masterpiece. As a matter of fact, every time I send down the paper, I always have a distance from a hundred points - carelessness. Especially the final exam, but also make me angry, the careless friend "day and night, sleep and food" for me "work", I really should be good "thank" it miles! I'd love to give it a break during my exams!
Trouble doesn't just happen in study, it also happens in life.
I remember the time I went to school, I was rushing to the car with great strides, and suddenly I screamed, and my mom glared at me, "In the morning, what the hell are you screaming about, brat!" "I forgot my language book." This sentence is like pouring oil on the fire, all of a sudden, my mother's anger poured up to a hundred feet high, making my heart tremble. "I blame you, if only you'd cut me off." I cursed my carelessness. I had no choice but to return home and pick up the language book I was sleeping at home.
There was also a trip, a lot of embarrassing things. Carelessness became a disease that spread around and infected our family. Dad just drove, mom exclaimed: "Ah! Passport forgotten." Not a moment later, the father immediately turned around, downcast, said: "Alas, old wow! Memory is not good, and useless, how could I forget my cell phone?" Halfway through the trip, I was a little hungry and asked my mom, "Oh, where's the suitcase? I want to eat some snacks." "Ah! I forgot it at home!"
In this way, Xuzhou's two-day tour became a day trip by car.
"Mom, I have to write again today. Alas, what am I going to write well, can not think of ah!" Fu at the desk, I took the pen to face the draft paper in front of me, scratching my head.
Mom heard me complaining in the study, back to. "Think of what to write, anyway, today you must write me a good composition ." I immediately wilted like a frosted eggplant.
I played with this for a while, and then look at that, hard not to write down a word.
This is my mom suddenly came in: "What are you doing?
This is where my mom suddenly came in: "What are you doing? It's been so long, why not even write a word in the essay?" I drooped my head and thought: "Mom didn't come early, she didn't come late, but she came at this time, which is clearly to "catch" ah! The pen in my hand was already sweating. "Mom, I really do not know what to write ah."
"Think of what to say, you can write the scene ah, write ah, write ah, write ah, write whatever ah, anyway, you must write a good composition today." I have no choice but to face the manuscript paper in front of me, I really want to cry ah.
I sat down and looked at the paper in front of me: write people, alas, no, my appearance is not well written. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, and I'm not going to be able to do that. Suddenly, I just wanted to write the next word, think, hey! I'm not sure if I'm right, I'm not right, I'm not right, it's not good.
This is a half day, or a word is not written. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what I'm talking about. Mom came in again with a book of composition: "Follow the above teaching, quickly write it. If you don't write, the food will get cold."
I had no choice but to pick up the pen and think about that thing just now is good eh, write it. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.
Alas, let's not talk about it, I have to write again. I'm not sure what I'm going to do. Affliction ah, affliction ......
My troubles essay 6My troubles are many, such as: I sometimes do a question wrong mom how to teach me can not mother criticized me, every time the English teacher let raise his hand to answer the question I raised my hand but the teacher often do not allow me to stand up, once my Pinsheng books lost
Just when school started, that is, we just ascended to the third grade, on the first English class, the teacher often asked me, slowly, on the English class more, the teacher forgot my name, and not often ask me questions, just occasionally ask a question. Sometimes I saw the English teacher saw me raise my hand also do not ask me questions, even before the teacher does not recognize the people now gradually recognize them, but also gradually let them speak more, those people are: Ge Linfei, Feng Yalan, Mu Shixuan, Song Yufeng Zhou Yutong, Yan Hao Yu ...... these people I hate them to the bone, I hate the most: Feng Yalan and Ge Linfei. The English teacher even said they were some kind of big English stars! These honors should belong to me because I've been going to Little New Star English School to learn English since kindergarten. I don't care about the English big star or anything, what I care about is that I must get a hundred percent on my next English test to show them and make them envious and jealous.
Mom said: "Even if the English teacher doesn't ask you questions, you still have to try to get a hundred points, the less the teacher asks you questions, the more you study.
Haha ...... former teachers often ask questions students, I'm about to join in, you change not welcome me ah!
My trouble is that I have been accompanied by myopia for a long time, just myopia feel okay, but when the degree is getting deeper and deeper, it has completely become a problem for me.
I am nearsighted because of my work and rest habits of the problem, was only a little bit of nearsightedness to later see things gradually some blurred. Every time the class, look at the blackboard are very difficult, and then although the teacher transferred to the first row, but still not very clear. The last is really compelled, my father will give me a pair of glasses.
Just with glasses, some adaptation, but with the migration of time glasses seems to have become part of my body. Because of this, it often happens that my glasses are not removed when I go to bed. The most serious time is a certain night up to make up homework, and finally because too sleepy, do not know when to fall asleep, woke up just feel a pain in the face, this time after the nose left two small marks.
In fact, I wear glasses when the biggest pain is not only because of this, but also because my glasses are often broken by me, I now wear glasses has been my fourth pair of glasses. The first pair is because I just wear glasses when I was curious, put in the hand to play accidentally broke; the second pair is because I did not hold steady, fell to the ground lens fell broken; the third pair is a certain time to go out with friends to play, remove the glasses and then actually do not know where to put it; such as who dares to this pair of is so far the longest life of the pair.
This is my trouble.
My troubles essay 8
In the process of growing up, we have been happy, but also troublesome, want to be happy is very easy, worry only over is a thought, but we are still very difficult to get rid of the entanglement of troubles. Our life is indeed full of seven colors of sunshine, however, even when the sun shines, it is inevitable that a brief cloud.
Hourly, spring, summer, fall and winter have their own flavor. When the spring flowers bloomed, I could see me flying kites in the square when the happy sweat; summer cicadas chirping, I could see me swimming beside the colorful splash; autumn maple fall, I could see me jumping on the red maple paved path; winter winds whistling, I could see my face happy smile in the garden. The warmth of the winter sun is all around.
As time flies, I gradually grew up, the seasons are still the same color, but no longer have the old flavor, as if they are all the same, every day seems to be doing the same thing - get up, go to school, go to bed.
Weekends, and then belong to themselves, all kinds of cram school followed closely behind. Life, less laughter, less happy, more trouble, more melancholy.
When the spring flowers bloom, and then have time to appreciate, see the sky full of kites, there is a kind of inexplicable sadness, I carry heavy schoolbag walking on the road to school; in the summer when the cicadas chirp, the sultry air covered the whole sky, sweat instead of tears break down, in the heat of the summer season, I'm about to suffocate, the swimming pool as if the laughter is just a dream, and sometimes feel that the cicadas hissing is a kind of Mockery; autumn maple fly down, no more feet on the maple leaves on the crisp sound, the path is quiet, and occasionally the wind to help over, let me think that maybe the crisp sound is just a pie in the sky imagination; winter wind whistling, there is no warm sunshine, only the gloomy sky and the piercing cold wind, the bare branches outside the window like the old witch's long hand, I can only put down my schoolbag, in the sea of problems struggling, it's raining, who's crying I'm not going to be able to do that.
My worries essay 9I have a worry, that is, I am short, this worry has been hidden in my heart for a long, long time, today, I finally said it, but do you know the trouble of being short? If you don't know, come with me to see it!
Once, I was running with someone else, because I am short, others are tall and long feet, of course, the champion is not me.
Another time, I played with a first-grade child, and suddenly found her and I was taller, I thought: "In a short time, she must be taller than me, really inferior to ah! Alas, who asked myself to be so short? Shame on you! I really hope I can grow taller and grow up, so I don't have to be ashamed.
Another time, after class, I helped the teacher wipe the blackboard, I wipe the bottom half, but can not wipe the top half, no matter how I jumped in front of the blackboard, but can not wipe or can not wipe, this time I think: "If I can grow a little bit how good it is!" But I thought in vain, I did not grow taller at all, and I could not rub it, so I had to move a chair and rub it with my feet. The first thing I did was to get a chair, and then I stepped on it with my feet.
Finally, I am determined to eat well in the future, eat more nutritious things, more high jump, more rope skipping, more swimming, I believe that, in the future, I will grow very tall and tall.
Your worries will be thrown away in the future, because you are determined to exercise and eat well ...... I believe you will grow taller!
My worries essay 10
Everyone says that children are the most carefree, but the truth is not so, I myself have a personal experience, because we students are the most difficult, especially we are still in the sixth grade - near graduation, my biggest worry is that during this period of time, I did not have the freedom.
Now, my grades have been unstable, my math grades are like an EKG fluttering and fluctuating, and my math grades have become a difficult barrier to graduation. No matter how hard I try, I always fail to achieve the grades I expect, which not only makes me always tense nerves.
In the Primary School Examination, all three subjects have to be excellent in order to enter the gate, in order to be admitted to a good secondary school, but how can I get into a good school at my current level? This question has become the focus of our family's attention.
For this reason, my parents bought me a set of "Primary Mathematics Practice Test Papers", as long as there is time to write one, I write the questions are about to fall asleep, so this paper is not seriously completed, this time there are many things, such as my mother did not let me watch TV, which is not much, but I like to read extracurricular books the habit of the parents to "kill"! These days, I like to read the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", I haven't even looked at the cover, my mom "caught", "snatched" the book, and sternly said to me: "You are almost! You're almost in junior high school! Still read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms! No extracurricular books! You can only read math!" Said, stuffed me with a book on math, I was full of reluctance, but my mother's orders how dare I disobey, so I had to obediently revise the math, read math books.
Alas, really, I know you are for my good, but give me so much pressure, and I can not withstand, it would be better to let me study easily, painful to play it!
The child is carefree, but our nature is "strangled" by adults in the "cradle"!
My trouble is my little brother, who is a real "naughty boy"! Every time I come home from school, I'm exhausted by him.
I say he's naughty because every time I'm concentrating on my homework, he comes to play with me. This time the "naughty boy" came again. "Brother, brother, what are you doing?" The "naughty boy" asked me as he ran by. I was not happy to answer, and continued to bury my head and write homework seriously. Seeing that I ignored him, the "naughty boy" ran over to me and hugged me, then shook me around and said: "Brother, brother, my good brother, come and play with me!" "Go! Go! Go!" I said impatiently. "I want to do my homework!" When the "naughty boy" saw that I was not going to play with him, he came out with his "must-have" skill: the pen snatching skill! "Naughty boy" climbed to the chair where I sat, and quickly and forcefully snatched my pen away, I rushed to catch up, "naughty boy" while laughing while running: "Ha! Ha! Ha!" I know I can't grab it, I can only wait for him to feel no fun, and then return it.
When eating, I told the "naughty boy" to eat by himself, because he was going to kindergarten, "naughty boy" refused to eat, but also threw the rice particles on the ground, I saw, I had to feed me personally, I picked up the bowl, picked up the spoon, scooped a mouthful of rice on the "naughty boy", and then put it on the "naughty boy", and then put it on the "naughty boy". rice in front of the "naughty boy", he refused to eat, I had to hold down the "naughty boy", the rice into his mouth, but he spit out the rice, I had to wait for the naughty boy hungry I feed, so I went to bed to go! ...... "Brother, brother! I'm hungry!" The "naughty boy" woke me up, and I knew he was hungry, so I had to get up and feed him.
Hey, my brother is really upsetting, but when the brother of the brother still have to help his brother, I had to wait for him to grow up to take care of themselves.
My trouble is getting a haircut. Because I hate to get a haircut, the hair scum cut by the haircut always falls on my face, next to my nose, and in my neck ......
I heard that I have to get a haircut again today, I crossed my arms and tilted my head and said to my mom, "I am determined not to get a haircut ... ... "The words are not finished, mom immediately interrupted me and said: "Today must be cut, you see how long your hair, and then do not cut your hair is as long as the girl!" Grandpa also said, "That's right, I can't bear to see your long hair, hurry up and get a haircut!" The whole family seemed to be discussed as if, in unison, all let me go to the haircut, I can not help but their attack from the inside and outside, so I had to agree.
To the door of the barber store, I was reluctant to go in, my father hard to pull me in, the barber saw my hair so long, said: "Hurry up and sit down, hurry up and sit down! You see how long your hair is! If you don't take care of it, you'll be a girl!" I had to sit down, looking at the mirror in the apprehensive me, the heart swept over a cold, can only with the barber at the mercy of. "Click" "click" I saw my hair from the mirror "honorably laid off".
Finally cut, although the mirror appeared in a clean and fresh boy, but I immediately said to my father: "Dad, those hair in the neck of the crumbs of the hair make me feel bad, let's hurry home to wash his head."
Haircuts are so annoying, but hopefully I will never get a haircut in the future if my hair doesn't grow long enough.
My troubles essay 13This summer, the sun was blazing, the trees were green, the robin chirped, and everything seemed very beautiful. Near the beginning of primary school, I sat alone in my room, facing piles of test papers and books, looking out the window, birds carefree soaring in the blue sky, enjoying the beauty of summer. Others of my age were running freely on the grass,
enjoying a picturesque childhood. My life, on the other hand, was the opposite of theirs.
"Xinping, get up, you have to go to class." It was hard to make it to the weekend, but early Saturday morning, I was dragged up by my mom to go to class again. In addition to having to attend classes and do homework at school from Monday to Friday, I also had to attend classes every night, do test papers, and prepare materials for the Primary School. And not to mention the weekends, I had classes all day Saturday and practiced calligraphy in the evening, while on Sunday I had classes in the morning and homework in the afternoon. The same life was repeated every week, like the gears of time, never changing and never stopping.
"Mom, it's hard to get to the weekend, can't you give me a break?" Really tired, I tried to rebel with my mom. And mom's answer is always the same: "Now is the golden stage, a minute is very precious, study hard, there is plenty of time for you to rest after the exam." I can not say mom, so I have to continue to study.
Countless late-night quiet nights, I hid in the quilt alone tears. I am very aggrieved, I am very troubled, I want to find someone to vent the bitterness of my heart, but the night sinks like water, only that a round of bright moon in listening to my troubles.
My troubles who can know, and who can understand me ......
My troubles essay 14In the eyes of others, I am a happy. Carefree girl. But who knows, my distress? Affliction 1: Ahhhhh, it's so annoying! Every day to do exercises. What "Tutorial Full Practice". The "Ojutsu for the Crown". The Essentials for the Exam. The General Review. "Knowledge Collection" ...... practiced so much, the results are still stopped at the original place, depressed ah!
Affliction 2: I have a lot of friends, but there are not many people who are serious about me, do not believe? Then I'll tell you about it. Remember once, my language score got the first class, the teacher took my test paper to the computer screen. A few of my friends looked at me at once with a very angry expression, as if they were about to tear me apart. I immediately lowered my head, not daring to look at them. The teacher said, see my test paper has two misspelled words, then said I what carelessness, blah blah blah blah ...... and my friends see, don't mention how happy.
Suffering three: is about to go to junior high school, every day are picking night battles, annoying people. If you're like me, can you stand it? Why don't I tell you about it? Every night, have taken out mom bought me "tutorial full practice". The Oratory Takes the Crown. The Essentials for the Exam. The General Review. Knowledge Collection" ...... to do, a do is to do until 11 o'clock at night. The next day with panda eyes in class. Students who saw me asked me, "What did you do yesterday?" Even the teacher saw me and said, "Did you not sleep well?" Who can save me?
Trouble, every day is silent in trouble, wooooooo......
My trouble essay 15Adults say: children are the happiest. But I don't think so. I think adults are the happiest, sitting in the office all day long, free and carefree. And we, all day long always think of the score, mom and dad are looking forward to iron quickly into steel, today test this, tomorrow ask that. The score has rightly become their "mantra".
Today is Sunday, the end of six days of school life (Saturday, but also the excellent student counseling). I thought I was going to be able to breathe a long sigh of relief today. But the "mountain" of homework is still waiting for me! So, I went into my study and started "climbing". I finally finished the homework assigned by the teacher. Just want to turn on the TV, watch a while "Animal Planet", at this time, my mother yelled at me: why do not do your homework? I whispered: I finished it a long time ago. Mom issued another order: do three of the test papers I bought for you. At once,, I was in a panic. My heart clenched, the atmosphere did not dare to come out, only to feel soft hands, soft feet ...... unspeakable pain, like countless small insects biting my heart. I dared to be angry, but had to drag a heavy pace with a heavy heart back to the study. Looking at the test paper full of son, I fell into tears. I face the east wall, copying, writing, counting ...... done, I went to my mom and said: I can rest? Mom said: can ah! I was happy to jump three feet high, rushed to turn on the TV. Mom said angrily: I told you to rest not to watch TV, but to read books and English. Helplessly I returned to the study for the third time ......
Mom, I beg you to give me some time for me to play. The great teacher Lenin once said that a worker who can't rest can't work. This statement may be serious for you, but it is indeed my heart, please understand.
Hey I'm so annoyed!