The sun stretched the shadow for a long time, saying that time turned quickly. In my memory, a gorgeous butterfly flew to the depths of the flower.
Time is like running water. Some memories seem to turn into wine unconsciously.
Hiding in the shade, looking at your snow-white figure, full of curiosity. How can there be such a lovely person as ice and snow in the world, secretly leaving your beautiful image in my heart?
On campus, you are smart, talkative, lively and cheerful, not as indifferent as I thought, but more approachable. Time seems to pass slowly when you and I get to know each other.
At that time, when you were naive and shy, two blushes floated on your face like intoxicating red wine. I still remember when we sat in the same group. At that time, the time was just like sake, pure, sweet and carefree.
We laugh and play, and spend every day with a relaxed mood. Memories record the days when we laughed together.
Time has brought us closer and we have become familiar with each other. In an instant, we became friends
I sat next to you because I changed my seat. Pretending to be quiet, we are actually very excited inside. Remind you to pay attention when you cover your mouth and smile.
The days when I sat with you made me know you better. You pout, your eyes are staring at me, and your hand is still pushing. I beg for mercy, but my heart is thinking about how to make you angry again.
We laugh together when we are happy and cry together when we are sad. We shook our feet on the stairs, we sunbathed on the playground, and the days with you became beautiful memories.
2. Footprints of growth Write 600 words and pick up the footprints of growth in the sun.
Once upon a time, I was fascinated to hide in the corner for a period of time, quietly missing a growing palm print.
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Holding the innocent skirt, I stumbled to bid farewell to childishness and fell into a strange environment-loneliness. I have been groping, sweating, and watching the sailboat of hope get lost in the whirlpool. It turns out that the drift bottle is like an expired ticket, and I don't know the news. As a result, the dream suddenly broke like glass in the eyes, and the lost heart sighed alone at Genting.
When there is a haze in the distant sky, it never stops raining. Walking in the street, I accidentally saw a woman walking slowly on the zebra crossing in the middle of the road. She, eating melon seeds, is not elegant. However, in the torrential rain, occasionally passing cars whizzed past her, and she hit me calmly and serenely. Who else can calmly eat melon seeds and walk safely in such adversity? Just like this rain, even if it pours down, it can't stop growth.
Fog can tell the direction. One summer night, the brightest star turned into a light fire that condensed in my palm every night. I started chasing with a smile. I want to learn a song on the way and sing it to Shan. Take a bunch of sunshine and give it to the pine forest; Pick up a red leaf and iron it in your heart; Don't want a daisy to bring unbeaten spring.
Looking back frequently, what you get is not necessarily the gold powder memory of the distant mountain. Perhaps a wish to see the clouds was shattered in Yan's study, or perhaps a good date was lost by the residual lotus listening to the rain. Loss and pain will not be absent in growth, what is important is how to feel their value with your heart. People always overlap a life in different pains. If there is no such overlap in life, it is impossible to achieve its tenacity and breadth. Growth is like a heavy letter. If you don't experience the wind and rain on the road, you can't get where you want to go. At any time, pain is no reason for indulgence.
I have always believed that growth is the naked miracle in the world. It makes people learn to care in warmth, ignite hope again and again, and write sweetly again and again; However, it clearly has a stubborn hard bone bulge, which makes people understand strength and responsibility in the mud.
Growth is a kind of greatness that is constantly reviewed in ordinary pain.
I woke up in pain and trudged on the road of growth. ...
I often wonder where the end point of growth is and what kind of girl I will be in the future. Is that so? Simple eyebrows, stubborn lips, watery eyes, gentle smile like the wind, and occasional tears can't stop your full sincerity.
It's low-key. No, it's calm. This calm passion can't be concealed.
I like to travel, I like to record moving moments in words, I like literature, and I am so persistent. I always adhere to my own style, unrestrained, like a pine tree, free and happy to grow into a unique and an art.
When I stood in front of those incomparable beautiful scenery for a long time, I looked up from different angles with different eager eyes. They always give me inexplicable feelings and heartfelt sighs. I finally found that there is such a simple world outside the noisy world, and here, my mind is really full, and I really grow up in the harvest season.
This mental growth has transformed my soul into the color of life.
Some people say that if a wish in this world is frequently noticed, it will lay the groundwork and wait for the afterlife to pursue and stay together. Then, please let me appreciate the happiness and hardship of growing up all my life, and let me pick up the footprints of growing up in the sun.
I believe that the warmest comes from the coldest, and the warmest is actually an understanding of the coldest.
I believe that growth teaches us not only tolerance and sentiment, but also a belief that flowers can wither, but it will never be spring.
3. About the composition of the growth footprint, it is good to review it in about 600 words. I have experienced fourteen unforgettable years.
"Wow!" With a loud cry, I came into this world, my mother gave me rain and dew, my father gave me sunshine, and I began to grow up happily. When I came to kindergarten with my tender little hand and my mother's warm hand, my heart was full of fear and strangeness.
Stepping into the threshold of the classroom, dozens of pairs of big eyes stared at me, and I was so scared. "Go and make friends with them!" My mother smiled and encouraged me, but I was scared. I still want to go home with my mother. My tears came down. My mother stayed with me for a while, but I kept crying. Finally, my mother left me and never looked back.
At that time, my heart was full of incomprehension and grievances. Under the care of teachers, I gradually feel that kindergarten is a happy paradise.
In the life of kindergarten, I learned to be independent and met many children. Soon, the kindergarten held a sports meeting, and I actively participated in the "Balloon Treading Competition" and won the first place. All the teachers and classmates cheered for me, and my heart was full of joy.
My mother picked me up and smiled with relief. I finally understood my mother's good intentions. In a blink of an eye, three years of kindergarten life ended. I became a primary school student and began to learn to write a composition. But every time I write a composition, I always make a patchwork and can't write it.
In order to improve my composition level, I read a lot of composition selections and benefited a lot. Soon, under the guidance of my own efforts and teachers, my composition level has been greatly improved. I won the first prize in the essay contest "Good habits help me grow" held by the school.
Now, I am a middle school student, and I still need to learn a lot of knowledge. There are still many difficulties waiting for me, but I have the confidence and determination to overcome them. I believe that success ultimately belongs to those who give.
4. The footprints of growing up 600 words, from the past to the present, are my best memories ... I grew up under the care of my parents, which made me grow up in a happy life. In the process of growing up, I keep learning new knowledge and constantly understand the bitterness and joy in my study and life.
Day after day, year after year, flowers bloom and fall quietly. Suddenly I heard a friend say that his birthday was coming. I smiled and wished him a happy birthday on his thirteenth birthday. It suddenly occurred to me that this year is 8.25, and I am 13 years old.
It's almost 13 years before I know it, so I have to say something tacky-how time flies! In retrospect, I really experienced a lot, grew a lot and understood a lot. When I was a child, I always liked to run across the pond, leaving footprints, then looking back at my masterpiece and running away with a smile.
On the road of growing up, there will be footprints, one deep and one shallow, and each footprint contains a story.
At that time, when I was young, I was naive, naughty, lively and smart.
At that time, I cried every day for adults to tell stories with me and play games that bothered adults. Once, I was seriously ill, and my parents took turns to stay with me in the hospital for a month. At that time, I really realized the care of my parents.
When I was a child in kindergarten, it was my happiest time. At that time, I was carefree. I started playing fan cards with my classmates after class every day, and my nose was running out. Just waving my sleeve. It's really funny to think about it now. Then I went to primary school.
This made me realize for the first time that the things stuck together with black characters printed on thin paper were called "books", and I learned a lot one by one for the first time. Growing up made me get rid of my naughty childhood, let me know what to do and what not to do, and also know to finish my homework.
Growing up really brings people joys and sorrows. Now it seems that at that time, I was just a naive, ridiculous, lovely and naughty child.
I couldn't believe it. My nose was almost running out. I was the kid who ran away with a wave of his sleeve. Now, on the road of our growth, we may encounter bumps and misfortunes. Growth is a familiar and unfamiliar word.
Now, I am more and more aware of my parents' love for me, that kind of selfless love. When I get to middle school, I have to get up early every day because I have to go to school early.
But after a hard day, my mother got up earlier than me. Whenever breakfast is almost ready, I start to wash my face and brush my teeth.
After washing, I had breakfast and started a day of study and life. Grow up! You are like an earthquake monitor, recording all traces and updating them from time to time; When I grow up, you are like a tree ring, recording the storms I have experienced; Grow up! You are like a calculator. As soon as you go to zero, everything disappears.
I grew up anywhere. The footprint of growing up, from the past to the present, is my best memory ... I grew up under the care of my parents, which made me grow up in a happy life. In the process of growing up, I kept learning new knowledge and constantly realized the hardships and happiness in my study and life.
Day after day, year after year, flowers bloom and fall quietly. Suddenly I heard a friend say that his birthday was coming. I smiled and wished him a happy birthday on his thirteenth birthday. It suddenly occurred to me that this year is 8.25, and I am 13 years old.
It's almost 13 years before I know it, so I have to say something tacky-how time flies! In retrospect, I really experienced a lot, grew a lot and understood a lot. When I was a child, I always liked to run across the pond, leaving footprints, then looking back at my masterpiece and running away with a smile.
On the road of growing up, there will be footprints, one deep and one shallow, and each footprint contains a story.
At that time, when I was young, I was naive, naughty, lively and smart.
At that time, I cried every day for adults to tell stories with me and play games that bothered adults. Once, I was seriously ill, and my parents took turns to stay with me in the hospital for a month. At that time, I really realized the care of my parents.
When I was a child in kindergarten, it was my happiest time. At that time, I was carefree. I started playing fan cards with my classmates after class every day, and my nose was running out. Just waving my sleeve. It's really funny to think about it now. Then I went to primary school.
This made me realize for the first time that the things stuck together with black characters printed on thin paper were called "books", and I learned a lot one by one for the first time. Growing up made me get rid of my naughty childhood, let me know what to do and what not to do, and also know to finish my homework.
Growing up really brings people joys and sorrows. Now it seems that at that time, I was just a naive, ridiculous, lovely and naughty child.
I couldn't believe it. My nose was almost running out. I was the kid who ran away with a wave of his sleeve. Now, on the road of our growth, we may encounter bumps and misfortunes. Growth is a familiar and unfamiliar word.
Now, I am more and more aware of my parents' love for me, that kind of selfless love. When I get to middle school, I have to get up early every day because I have to go to school early.
But after a hard day, my mother got up earlier than me. Whenever breakfast is almost ready, I start to wash my face and brush my teeth.
After washing, I had breakfast and started a day of study and life. Grow up! You are like an earthquake monitor, recording all traces and updating them from time to time; When I grow up, you are like a tree ring, recording the storms I have experienced; Grow up! You are like a calculator. As soon as you go to zero, everything disappears.
I grew up anywhere.
5. Growing Footprints 600 words are spinning the footsteps of youth, and we have come to this flower-like season.
Time flies. Yesterday, we were very close to our parents. Today, we spread our wings and fly freely in the vast sky. Looking back suddenly, looking for the footprints of growth in the past ten years.
When I was a child, I was carefree and grew up healthily under the careful care of my grandmother. Now I only have a vague impression of kindergarten in my mind. The two-story building is still there, but things have changed.
At that time, my grandfather was teaching in Daixian Middle School, and my grandmother contracted the canteen. Grandma has a cat named Dingdang, who always lies lazily on the rice pile and digs out the mangoes that my cousin and I have hidden.
There are tall magnolia trees in front of the teaching building. When it blooms, the trees are full of magnolia flowers. The whole campus seems to be immersed in the rich fragrance of flowers. When the wind blows, petals fly and scatter in my colorful childhood. After bidding farewell to the immaturity of my childhood, I left my hometown full of memories and entered the school.
Six years of primary school is another unforgettable day. Studying and living with four other roommates, we were inseparable, listening to SHE's new album, hiding under the covers and chatting, so that we were dragged into the corridor by the birth control aunt. Now think about it, how naive it was then! With the growth of age, troubles follow, and sometimes the results are not ideal. Although my mother didn't scold me, she would be depressed for a long time.
Until now, Chinese is still my favorite subject. This is because the primary school Chinese teacher taught me to walk into the palace of literature and feel the charm of literature. Talk to me like a friend and let me open my heart; Cultivation encourages me and gives me a chance to show myself. Six years slipped through my fingers and entered junior high school in a blink of an eye.
The strange environment made me confused for a while, and at the same time, I came into contact with many novel and interesting things, only to find that my past self was just a frog in the well. The senior high school entrance examination ended in a hurry, leaving the United and joyful 12 class, the noisy and lively campus, and the intense and orderly study life, suddenly feeling a little lonely.
In two months, another step will be taken. The footprint of yesterday's growth is the foundation of today's success. Let's compose the rhyme of the poem and play a happy chapter in this beautiful season.
6. Footprints of Growth Details Description Composition Hot tea exudes a fragrance in the intoxicating sunshine in the afternoon, which lasts for a long time and the smell of smoke lingers at the mouth of the cup. The sun stretched the shadow for a long time, saying that time turned quickly. In my memory, a gorgeous butterfly flew to the depths of the flower.
Time is like running water. Some memories seem to turn into wine unconsciously.
Hiding in the shade, looking at your snow-white figure, full of curiosity. How can there be such a lovely person as ice and snow in the world, secretly leaving your beautiful image in my heart? On campus, you are smart, talkative, lively and cheerful, not as indifferent as I thought, but more approachable.
Time seems to pass slowly when you and I get to know each other. At that time, when you were naive and shy, two blushes floated on your face like intoxicating red wine. I still remember when we sat in the same group. At that time, the time was just like sake, pure, sweet and carefree. We laugh and play, and spend every day with a relaxed mood. Memories record the days when we laughed together.
Time has brought us closer and we have become familiar with each other. In an instant, we became friends I sat next to you because I changed my seat. Pretending to be quiet, we are actually very excited inside. Remind you to pay attention when you cover your mouth and smile. The days when I sat with you made me know you better. You pout, your eyes are staring at me, and your hand is still pushing. I beg for mercy, but my heart is thinking about how to make you angry again. We laugh together when we are happy and cry together when we are sad. We shook our feet on the stairs, we sunbathed on the playground, and the days with you became beautiful memories.
7. The footprint of growth junior high school composition should have a footprint of 600 words.
The footprint of growing up, from the past to the present, is my best memory ... During my growing up, I grew up in a happy life under the care of my parents. In the process of my growth, I kept learning new knowledge and constantly realized the hardships and happiness in my study and life. Day after day, year after year, flowers bloom and fall quietly.
Suddenly I heard a friend say that his birthday was coming. I smiled and wished him a happy birthday on his thirteenth birthday. It suddenly occurred to me that this year is 8.25, and I am 13 years old. It's almost 13 years before I know it, so I have to say something tacky-how time flies! In retrospect, I really experienced a lot, grew a lot and understood a lot.
When I was a child, I always liked to run across the pond, leaving footprints, then looking back at my masterpiece and running away with a smile. . On the road of growing up, there will be footprints, one deep and one shallow, and each footprint contains a story.
At that time, when I was young, I was naive, naughty, lively and smart. At that time, I cried every day for adults to tell stories with me and play games that bothered adults. Once, I was seriously ill, and my parents took turns to stay with me in the hospital for a month. At that time, I really realized the care of my parents.
When I was a child in kindergarten, it was my happiest time. At that time, I was carefree. I started playing fan cards with my classmates after class every day, and my nose was running out. Just waving my sleeve. It's really funny to think about it now.
Then I went to primary school. This made me realize for the first time that the things stuck together with black characters printed on thin paper were called "books", and I learned a lot one by one for the first time. Growing up made me get rid of my naughty childhood, let me know what to do and what not to do, and also know to finish my homework. Growing up really brings people joys and sorrows.
Now it seems that at that time, I was just a naive, ridiculous, lovely and naughty child. I couldn't believe it. My nose was almost running out. I was the kid who ran away with a wave of his sleeve.
Now, on the road of our growth, we may encounter bumps and misfortunes. Growth is a familiar and unfamiliar word.
Now, I am more and more aware of my parents' love for me, that kind of selfless love. When I get to middle school, I have to get up early every day because I have to go to school early. But after a hard day, my mother got up earlier than me. Whenever breakfast is almost ready, I start to wash my face and brush my teeth. After washing, I had breakfast and started a day of study and life.
Grow up! You are like an earthquake monitor, recording all traces and updating them from time to time; When I grow up, you are like a tree ring, recording the storms I have experienced; Grow up! You are like a calculator. As soon as you go to zero, everything disappears.
I grew up anywhere.
8. A 600-word composition about growth footprint. In a blink of an eye, I have entered the third grade.
Looking back on the road of growth, it is full of bumps and deep and shallow footprints, which are my footprints of growth. Look, that string of footprints is gradually blurred and light.
That was the pace of my childhood. From birth, to toddler, to babbling, at that time, I may sleep quietly in my crib, and I may cry because I am unhappy, but no one will blame me. At the same time, I am also looking forward to my growth.
As a result, a series of immature footprints were left on the road of growth. Look, that string of deep and shallow footprints.
This is the testimony of my childhood. Those days are the happiest.
Will not be bothered by study. I don't have to worry about no one to play with me. I don't have to worry about doing something wrong. Everything is so novel in my eyes. Feel this strange world with your eyes, nose, mouth, hands and even every part of your body.
At that time, I was the "baby" in the hands of adults, holding it in my palm every day and caring for it. I played with my partners, cheated with my parents, and lived a carefree life every day, so I left happy memories on the road of growth.
Oh, that neat string of footprints is my memory in primary school. When I first came into contact with books, the temptation of books was too great, and I began to care about learning.
I will be happy all day because I got an "A" in the study exam, and I will be depressed because I was criticized by the teacher. The climb of the first year of high school, the growth of knowledge and rich experience have also given me a lot of troubles.
Then, I began to understand the ups and downs of growing up. Therefore, I left a bittersweet aftertaste on the road of growing up.
And the deepest and most recent footprints. This is my journey from middle school.
When I grow up, I see and hear more, and the road is even more bumpy. With the existence of my opponent, I know how to forge ahead; Stimulated by the pressure, I stood up and moved forward.
The homework is heavy, the freedom is gone, the laughter is less, and it is gradually mature. Only after going through a bumpy road can we know the hardships of growing up.
The footprints of growth, whether straight or oblique, whether laughing, crying or angry, I believe I will walk out of a smooth road and leave a trail of struggle in the future.
9. How to write a composition with a growing footprint? Start with lyricism, then describe an example in detail, and then end with lyricism, pointing out the footprint of growth. From the past to the present, they are my best memories ... I grew up under the care of my parents, which made me grow up in a happy life. In the process of growing up, I keep learning new knowledge and constantly realize the hardships and difficulties in my study and life.
Day after day, year after year, flowers bloom and fall quietly. Suddenly I heard a friend say that his birthday was coming. I smiled and wished him a happy birthday on his thirteenth birthday. It suddenly occurred to me that this year is 8.25, and I am 13 years old.
It's almost 13 years before I know it, so I have to say something tacky-how time flies! In retrospect, I really experienced a lot, grew a lot and understood a lot. When I was a child, I always liked to run across the pond, leaving footprints, then looking back at my masterpiece and running away with a smile.
On the road of growing up, there will be footprints, one deep and one shallow, and each footprint contains a story.
At that time, when I was young, I was naive, naughty, lively and smart.
At that time, I cried every day for adults to tell stories with me and play games that bothered adults. Once, I was seriously ill, and my parents took turns to stay with me in the hospital for a month. At that time, I really realized the care of my parents.
When I was a child in kindergarten, it was my happiest time. At that time, I was carefree. I started playing fan cards with my classmates after class every day, and my nose was running out. Just waving my sleeve. It's really funny to think about it now. Then I went to primary school.
This made me realize for the first time that the things stuck together with black characters printed on thin paper were called "books", and I learned a lot one by one for the first time. Growing up made me get rid of my naughty childhood, let me know what to do and what not to do, and also know to finish my homework.
Growing up really brings people joys and sorrows. Now it seems that at that time, I was just a naive, ridiculous, lovely and naughty child.
I couldn't believe it. My nose was almost running out. I was the kid who ran away with a wave of his sleeve. Now, on the road of our growth, we may encounter bumps and misfortunes. Growth is a familiar and unfamiliar word.
Now, I am more and more aware of my parents' love for me, that kind of selfless love. When I get to middle school, I have to get up early every day because I have to go to school early.
But after a hard day, my mother got up earlier than me. Whenever breakfast is almost ready, I start to wash my face and brush my teeth.
After washing, I had breakfast and started a day of study and life. Grow up! You are like an earthquake monitor, recording all traces and updating them from time to time; When I grow up, you are like a tree ring, recording the storms I have experienced; Grow up! You are like a calculator. As soon as you go to zero, everything disappears.
I grew up anywhere.
10. Looking back at that 600-word composition, I experienced 14 unforgettable years.
"Wow!" With a loud cry, I came into this world, my mother gave me rain and dew, my father gave me sunshine, and I began to grow up happily. When I came to kindergarten with my tender little hand and my mother's warm hand, my heart was full of fear and strangeness.
Stepping into the threshold of the classroom, dozens of pairs of big eyes stared at me, and I was so scared. "Go and make friends with them!" My mother smiled and encouraged me, but I was scared. I still want to go home with my mother. My tears came down. My mother stayed with me for a while, but I kept crying. Finally, my mother left me and never looked back.
At that time, my heart was full of incomprehension and grievances. Under the care of teachers, I gradually feel that kindergarten is a happy paradise.
In the life of kindergarten, I learned to be independent and met many children. Soon, the kindergarten held a sports meeting, and I actively participated in the "Balloon Treading Competition" and won the first place. All the teachers and classmates cheered for me, and my heart was full of joy.
My mother picked me up and smiled with relief. I finally understood my mother's good intentions. In a blink of an eye, three years of kindergarten life ended. I became a primary school student and began to learn to write a composition. But every time I write a composition, I always make a patchwork and can't write it.
In order to improve my composition level, I read a lot of composition selections and benefited a lot. Soon, under the guidance of my own efforts and teachers, my composition level has been greatly improved. I won the first prize in the essay contest "Good habits help me grow" held by the school.
Now, I am a middle school student, and I still need to learn a lot of knowledge. There are still many difficulties waiting for me, but I have the confidence and determination to overcome them. I believe that success ultimately belongs to those who give.