An annoying thing is 600 words, which urgently needs to be echoed from beginning to end. Brothers and sisters, help me.

An annoying thing is 600 words, and I am eager to reply from beginning to end. My brothers and sisters saved my growth. I've been worried since school. Needless to say, it is such a heavy schoolbag, and it is not necessary to say that it is called a book with high "gold content". My parents' nagging and their oppression have been bothering me for months. The older you get. The troubles are getting heavier and heavier, and I can't breathe. Time slipped away quietly, and in a blink of an eye, six years of primary school life became a memory, and I also entered a brand-new middle school era. However, my troubles are approaching, and one piece is coming at me. Just after school that day, my homework was just finished at school. I want to sit on the sofa and turn on the TV to relax my nervous and tired body. Before you start, the "machine gun" aimed at you and began to "shoot" at you: "Don't review quickly, you are a junior high school student, and you still have time to watch TV leisurely here!" At this time, I had to go back to my room with a serious injury and bury myself in the sea of books. Why can't parents feel their children's mood now? You can only curse easily, even ... hey! I can't help it Competing with my mother is asking for trouble. Why bother? I might as well read a book ... another time was even worse: I had a lot of homework that day, and I went back to my room to do small copywriting as soon as I came back, and just sat down. "Come down quickly." Mom shouted, "Liu Yi, look what good things mom bought for you! I ran downstairs in surprise, thinking that my mother bought me my favorite glass! In the past, it was all some composition books and some math exercises. Who knows ... hey! Ideas plummeted. My mother whispered to me, "Look, you are in middle school. It is better to buy more composition books for you to read, so that you can learn more. Those math books are of good quality and detailed. Otherwise, you should read more books every day ... "I interrupted my mother and said loudly," You know, I have a lot of homework and tasks assigned by my teacher. Growing up, I have always obeyed the wishes of your adults. After the vacation, I was asked to learn this and that, and my brain almost exploded. Should I really do something like "robot" all day? " Mom and someone who seems to have changed just now said loudly, "I'm buying these from you now, not for your future, not for your own good?" My "fire" retorted: "Do adults have to love children so much that reading dead books is enough? "We get up at 5: 40 every day. Aren't we tired of running to school early? With so much homework, who knows my pain? You only know reading and reading. Do you think the children are free? " "Hey, I've been trying for years, but it's not for your own good. You don't know anything about your parents? " Mom said sternly. "Just like those who only know how to read dead books, this is not their own will. Your parents forced it. Some high school students even embarked on a road they didn't want to see for their parents. This is nothing else, but you adults forced it. " I sobbed and said loudly ... My mother was so angry that she walked into her room in the last war of words. I'm tired of noise myself. I ran into the room to do my homework as if nothing had happened. On the surface, there is nothing wrong with me, but in fact, I feel very sad: no matter how bad my mother is, I should not talk to her in such a tone. But their paternalism is unbearable. Why do adults hold our own ideals in the cradle? I really want to ... maybe my mother is right, but I am too nervous to study, which is why I am like this. Anyway, I can't treat my mother who raised me for many years with this attitude. Hey! I still have to apologize to my mother! Some people say that growth is a string of happy notes, but why can't I find a happy feeling, a happy rhythm and a free happiness? I am really annoyed ... (2) Growing pains? Worried and happy, but more surrounded by troubled contradictions. For a girl who is about to become a girl, she should be naive and full of happiness. However? I'm worried about a double me. At home, I want to play the role of a good girl. Only when there is no mother outside can I truly show myself. When I grew up, something called vitality sprouted in my bones, but the vitality I should have was oppressed by my mother and I didn't dare to show it. This double-sided me confuses me. I don't want to be a gentleman anymore and always be myself; But my mother has always been proud to have a daughter like me. However, I feel indescribable sadness in my heart ... Every time before going out, my mother always says: Girls should have seats and stand, don't laugh loudly, and say hello when they meet acquaintances ... In fact, I know all this by heart, and I can almost recite it backwards. My mother is a routine. Repeat. But in my opinion, these are all putting a false coat on my true appearance. Only outside. Without my mother's restraint, I can laugh, dance and sing with my classmates ... and enjoy the happiness of free growth. Although passers-by in the street saw it, they all lamented that we teenagers were too crazy and unruly. But none of this can stop us, and we are still enjoying ourselves. What am I? My mother's good girl? Young and energetic teenagers? Or a crazy girl in the eyes of passers-by No, I am who I am. I don't have to hide myself. I am an energetic teenager. I am no longer controlled by adults, I have grown up. In the future, no, from now on, at home, I am quiet but not rigid; Outside, I am energetic but not crazy. This is another double-sided me, but I love this me, this double-sided me. The pace of growth is inseparable from troubles. I am growing up, feeling growing up, enjoying happiness, and enjoying troubles! Growing pains "The sun goes down, flowers will climb up tomorrow, and flowers will bloom the same tomorrow.". When the beautiful bird leaves, my bird will never come back ... "The dance of youth reminds me of the past. Unconsciously, naive I have grown up and entered adolescence. I don't know when a few pimples broke out on my nose. From then on, I looked in the mirror every day and watched the "life" changes of these acne. I started asking my mother how to treat acne. I used facial cleanser, reed and other acne skin care products, looking forward to the day when acne disappeared. But a week has passed, two weeks have passed ... after waiting for a long time, the acne has not improved. Hey! Youth is really annoying! After a holiday, I want to be independent and do my own thing when I get home. Sometimes my parents' greetings make me feel like nagging. But when I go back to school and encounter some setbacks or difficulties (such as illness), I will have a strong feeling of homesickness. I miss my parents and sometimes I cry secretly. I'm surprised myself. I want to be independent and dependent on my parents. I think this should be a transitional period of growth. What I hate most is a temper that I can't even accept myself. Growing up, my temper is getting worse and worse. I often talk back when I disagree with my parents or discuss something. My mother often says, "Hey! When I grow up, my temper becomes more and more stubborn. I really can't help you! " After an argument, I always think I'm wrong. In this way, the relationship with parents is not as close as before. I have grown a lot since I entered middle school. My old clothes don't suit me, so I need to buy new ones! My mother accompanied me to buy it. After shopping for a long time, I only saw three or two things, but my mother said that children should not dress too mature. Finally, I had to buy some clothes for older children. But shopping adds up to a lot, and I think this trip cost a lot of money! Everyone has to go through various tests on the road of growth. Some worry that their studies are not going well, some worry that they have acne, and some are wronged because they are not understood by their parents ... I think this should be the trouble of growing up! (3) Growing pains Growing up is like a boat in my life, sailing in the waves. Sometimes it is calm, and sometimes it will encounter surging waves. However, my growth boat was not smooth sailing, and I also experienced various storms. For me, everything is bittersweet. Now, because I have grown up and become an adult, I am no longer a child in the eyes of my parents, but I have become conscious, courageous and knowledgeable. Sometimes, they will say, "You've grown up!" Lucy said, "You are no longer a child!" " It gives me a headache. No matter what you do now, you must first understand the "compass" and have principles. You can't do it hastily or carelessly. If something goes wrong, I will bring in a snowstorm at any time. When I was young, I remember how relaxed my life was, carefree and free, with no worries around me. But with the passage of time, the waves ahead are bigger and the sea surface is more tortuous. I became a primary school student, and the old me was gone. I am tall, I have been in school for a long time, I have more homework, I have more subjects to study, my schoolbag on my shoulder is heavier, and the pressure in my heart is getting bigger and bigger. If I were a child, no matter what I did wrong, no one would blame me, and my parents would be my "guides". But now that I'm grown up and sensible, I have to adapt to independence. I must be careful and think twice before you act. Compared with the carefree days when I was a child, this gradually widened the distance. When I was a child, although I would live comfortably, I was bound by my elders and others everywhere, and I was mixed by my parents when I walked. I fell, and my parents helped me. But I know that when I grow up, I will become an adult, which is different from when I was a child. Just like I am now, I am growing up and have my own opinions on everything. Sunshine is always after the storm, how can you succeed without experiencing the storm? My growing boat, although unstable and calm, is also full of all kinds of stormy waves, which makes me learn a lot and exercise a lot. Through my growing process, I really realized that growing up has some troubles, but more is happiness. (4) Growing pains Are you happy to learn? Are you tired? Yes, when you get satisfactory results, when you find the learning content easy, learning is naturally happy. But when you have an aversion to learning, when there is a "process" and some "obstacles" in your homework, it is undeniable that learning is tiring. So, is learning happy or tiring? This is my worry, a worry that has been suppressed in my heart for a long time. Sometimes, I think learning is happy and carefree. The content of junior high school study is relatively easy. As long as you put your heart into it, it will be OK after three or two times, and the quality is relatively high. If you do your homework quickly, you will naturally have more free time. At that time, we were like birds escaping from the cage, getting rid of the shackles of the fence and flying freely in the boundless sky without silver. It feels so good. Learning is sometimes very tiring: analyzing topics and doing all kinds of papers-? -? This makes me dizzy and feverish. I sometimes think: what is the purpose of learning? Why should I study? What are the benefits of studying? Although I knew I was stupid at that time, I was really tired and wanted to sleep in bed for ten days and eight nights. Speaking of "playing", it is impossible for a camel to enter a henhouse when it is 108,000 miles apart. However, justice will eventually prevail over evil. The nonsense in my head will be thrown out of my mind and disappear without a trace. Sometimes, a day's class is extremely easy: what art! Exercise! Music! They are all my favorites. At that time, learning was fun. Sometimes, a day's class is either Chinese or math and biology. Even though I was in a good mood that day, I was completely changed by these "troublemakers": my face was flushed, my brow was frowning, my mouth was slightly pursed, my hands were holding my hair, and I looked expressionless and lifeless. When I smile, I just smile. At that time, I seemed to have just returned from hiking in the desert. However, this is an inescapable reality. As time goes by, many past events are forgotten, just like a flower has withered, but only one flower has not withered. This is what I call trouble. It gave me the motivation to study and let me know that happiness and fatigue coexist in my study. If you want to gain something, you have to pay. Like Gu Song, if you want to express your distinctive personality and unique style, you must be brave and honest, and express yourself incisively and vividly. For your reference and choice.

My worry composition is 600 words, and there must be clues that echo from beginning to end. Everyone has a lot of troubles. My biggest trouble is my Lickitung!

That day, it was sunny and sunny. I walked around the campus humming a ditty, and I was very excited. Can a teacher come to give us an open class today? I must behave well and try to leave a good impression on each other!

At the beginning of the class, the smiling teacher came into the classroom with a textbook in his hand. He stood in front of the platform and asked, "Who will read the text?" Just what I want! I suddenly raised my hand and almost jumped out of my chair. The teacher saw that I was so active and ordered me.

I stood up, picked up a book, looked at the word that was about to be "named" like an X-ray, reached out with a pretentious gesture, held my throat and coughed gently, pursed my lips and moistened my lower lip with my tongue. Read it clearly.

In the whole process, I figured out all the details, and when I was about to finish reading it, I became more and more complacent. Even, I can feel a big hairy tail behind me, swinging from side to side.

Unexpectedly! There are unexpected events in the sky. At the end of the word "kind", my tongue suddenly twisted, and the word "kind" seemed difficult to pronounce. I gritted my teeth and stood upside down, trying to read the word well, but all along, the word was like a naughty urchin, jumping up and down on my tongue, fighting with me and refusing to come out. The more I read, the more anxious I am. The unconscious depth of the tip of the nose caught me, my palms were wet and sweaty, and the paper was slightly curled by the body temperature. My tongue seems to be stirred by an invisible force, and it is always uneven. I broke my face, closed my mouth and swallowed, then opened my mouth, still unable to understand.

I only feel that there seem to be countless pairs of eyes locked on me, radiant with ridicule. As soon as I close my eyes, I simply face the difficulties. "Zongzi." I feel my mouth moving, and then a word enters my ear.

When' tis once spoken, in a short time, I heard a slight sneer and my face turned red. The laughter became more and more presumptuous, so that several boys who were afraid of the chaos in the world shouted directly: "Lickitung!" My mind was blank, I bowed my head in shame and sneaked a peek at the teacher through my slender eyelashes. See the teacher frowned, lips slightly parted, awkward. I sniffed, closed my eyes and said nothing, just pinched my lips, barely forming a line. My mind is like thunder, which makes me tremble all over and my mind is blank. A sense of shame twined around my heart, and I clung to it, and the pain was unbearable. The teacher smiled awkwardly and asked me to sit down.

From that day on, from that moment on, my nightmare began.

First, after answering questions in class, I can always hear someone muttering "Lickitung", so I have to curl my lips to comfort myself.

Later, when I went to physical education class, I gathered my classmates together like a duck. Standing at the front of the line, standing on tiptoe, Wang Jianyou had several boys talking together. I was very angry, so I went up to grab one of them's clothes and said, "Where are you?" The boys were shocked. When they saw my angry face, they immediately laughed. The boy who was torn by me became angry from embarrassment and reached out and gave me a big one. Then he pointed his forefinger at my nose and said with a bad smile, "Lickitung! What's bothering you! " A few boys smell speech, burst into laughter, like a password, pointing to me and saying

Chen Yufan!'

Lickitung.

"Ha ha!"

"I ... you ..." My face is on fire, burning from my cheek to my earlobe, which hurts. I don't need to look in the mirror. I know I must be as red as an apple at the moment. In their provocative eyes, I seem to have been stripped of my disguised clothes and trampled on my dignity naked. I want this lower lip to be silent, and shame will rush to me like a rushing flood.

"Ha ha! Lickitung can't talk! " The boys ran past me talking and laughing, and some even gave me a malicious push.

I stood there, trembling with anger, and my mind was blank. I realized that my face was hot and humid.

Damn Lickitung, when can I get rid of you? !

Go on the road with troubles and write a 700-word composition. Brothers and sisters, give some strength. Go on the road with troubles

You can write about the process of your troubles, how hard you worked in this process, and finally you succeeded through your unremitting efforts. ……

Brothers and sisters who often post posts ... ask for help and struggle ... 13 = b (pretend 13 | The river crab is a sister |B)

Blind my dog's eye (literally, hello)

Milk is sour (an egg | a crab is a sister | hurts, understand-)

GJ (goodjod)

Urban management (you have degenerated to the point where you can't even read = =)

National football (national football, weak soul orz)

Brothers and sisters ask for a composition of 100 words. My favorite star:

Garfield is a fat cat with big ears. He is a very interesting cat. It has a big mouth under its round eyes. Garfield is golden yellow with brown stripes, just like wearing a luxurious coat. Its four legs are short and fat. When it runs fast on the ground, it is like a golden ball rolling, which is very interesting. At first, I had a bad impression of Garfield. It is a very selfish, lazy and greedy big fat cat. It not only likes to play tricks on its friends, but also likes to play jokes on its owner. When the owner brought back a homeless puppy, it was not only unsympathetic to the puppy, but also afraid that the puppy would take away the owner's love and drive the puppy out of the house very excessively. When his friends despised him, he woke up, boldly admitted his mistake, and actively searched for the puppy. In the process of looking for the puppy, it went through all the hardships and almost lost its life, and finally found the puppy. Garfield has the courage to admit mistakes and actively correct wrong behaviors, which makes me like it very much and learn a lot. I think only by helping others enthusiastically can we make more friends.

One of my favorite books: Detective Conan. I was fascinated by this fascinating story and couldn't put it down.

Conan is the hero of detective Conan. His genius reasoning ability is amazing. No matter how clever a criminal is, he cannot escape Conan's eyes. Every bizarre case can be solved. The plot in the book seems to have introduced me into a magical and charming world.

What surprised me most was the haunted house incident. That night, I was reading a book by the bed, but I read it "suddenly". Whoops ... "There was a whisper in the dark corridor, which seemed to make people shudder." I felt as if I was suddenly nervous, as if there was a ghost behind me, and I was so scared that I shivered and my whole body seemed to have goose bumps. Finally, driven by curiosity, I couldn't help turning off the TV and continuing to watch Conan. Although I was frightened, I couldn't help getting into the plot of the story. ...

The story of Detective Conan is thrilling and strange, and the language is easy to understand. I can improve my logical knowledge and reasoning ability in relaxed stories, while the famous detective Conan can increase my knowledge, broaden my horizons and enlighten our thinking. So, I like this book-Detective Conan.

My favorite festival: I like the Spring Festival because it is a festival for family reunion. . On New Year's Eve, a table of rich New Year's dishes, family reunion, sitting around the table, having a reunion dinner, my heart is full. People like both delicious food and happy atmosphere. Eat the New Year's Eve slowly and keep old. It has nostalgia for the past year and hope for the new year. I like the Spring Festival because it is very festive. People will set off all kinds of fireworks to celebrate, especially when the New Year bell rings, firecrackers shake the whole earth. Firecrackers are a sign of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, and also an expression of festive atmosphere.

I like the Spring Festival, because I will get lucky money during the Spring Festival. Both the giver and the receiver are happy. Giving lucky money in the New Year reflects the care of the elders for the younger generation and the respect of the younger generation for the elders.

In addition, I feel very warm when friends and relatives wish the New Year and contact feelings. This is one of the reasons why I like the Spring Festival.

China is a multi-ethnic country, and all ethnic groups celebrate the New Year in different forms, with colorful activities and strong national characteristics. This is my favorite festival.

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Scaboo wa

Please, my bus-Zhang Genxi.

I need you.-Andrew Chow

Nine princess-Hou Xian

The Big Woman-Zhang Yu

It's too hard to turn back. -Jacky Cheung

It's never enough-Sima Wen Jun.

Beethoven-Sorrow-Chapter 3

I don't know. -silent king

Love that will never be separated-the king of silence

Write a new year's event, echoing from beginning to end. Happy "Celebrating New Year's Day" party.

As the school issued an instruction that the whole school will hold a "Celebrating New Year's Day" party, our class started a happy "Celebrating New Year's Day" party this afternoon.

First of all, the host Tu Ningyuan presided over the party: "Celebrate the official start of the New Year's Day party!" As soon as the voice fell, the salute rang and the colorful fireworks sprayed fell one after another. The host announced: "The blessing platform begins." As a result, fireworks enveloped the middle of the classroom. Later, the students began their own blessings. After the blessing, "guessing" began again. Every student has his own talent for guessing, scrambling to answer. Then, the performance finally began. First, Ma Chuhan's guitar performance "Raindrops" is very elegant and beautiful. The second is "Not Afraid" by Liu Zijun and Gong Junyao. It's very nice! The third is Xie and Shen Chengyang's cross talk "I am 1 10", which makes everyone laugh! The fourth is Liu Yanbin's Hulusi Moonlight Bamboo. The singing is so beautiful! This is simply fascinating, and it is very fascinating. If I were a judge, I would definitely give her full marks-10. The last one is Ma Chuhan's guitar performance "Green Sleeves", and the singing is refreshing!

After the performance, the host announced: "The game of' idioms solitaire' begins." Everyone is divided into two groups: men and women. First, the men's team, starting from Yuhe: "worthy of the righteousness above home." Later, the students picked it up one by one, as if it were full of idioms. After the boys took over, it was the girls' turn. Unlike boys, boys don't know anyone to help them think, while girls stand there stupefied. So in the end, of course, the boys won, but the discipline of girls is much better than that of boys.

The last activity is the debate. The host and five people, including Lu, Xie, Shen Chengyang and Li Zituan, held positive opinions, while five women's groups held negative opinions. The topic of the teacher's debate is "Is it beneficial to open books?" After drawing lots, both boys and girls got their own satisfactory tickets. Those in favor say it is beneficial to open books, while those against it say it is not. The debate began, and both sides gave each other their own reasons. The debate was going on fiercely, and before the winner was decided, the teacher said that the party was over, and the host announced, "The New Year's Eve party is over." The salute rang again and the fireworks quietly landed again. In this way, we are dissolved.

From this gathering, I realized the warmth and joy of the group and the hard work and kindness of the teachers. Here, I hope I can hold more parties in the future. First, it can strengthen students' trust in teachers, and second, it can enhance the communication between students and teachers.

I like my school and my class reunion!

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Brothers and sisters wrote a poem with I love Sun Xiaoli. Thank you for your urgency. I will show my green umbrella to the world.

Love cranes and butterflies come to your home;

The peony in Sunfu is very beautiful.

Xiaoqing's chrysanthemums are picturesque.

It's dawn and the flowers are blooming.