In the process of growing up, I not only grew in height and age, but also understood many principles of life. From a child who can only play all day long, I have become a big child who knows how to care about others and study hard.
On a sunny Sunday, I was playing with a good friend in the park. Suddenly, I saw an old woman with a little brother in her left hand and a baby carriage in her right hand. The baby was crying all of a sudden. The grandmother coaxed the child and pushed the car across the rugged path. When I saw this, I ran to help grandma push the car and coax her grandson. The child didn't quarrel for a while. My friend and I had a good smile. The old lady just praised us with a kind smile and said, "you are really good children who are willing to help others. 'we said hello to grandma politely, and we talked about what happened while walking with our friends. There are true feelings everywhere in the world. Only when we sincerely help others can we get the same help.
In the process of growing up, I can still remember a lot of things, such as the depression of failure in the exam, the joy of victory on the football field, the blessing of classmates at the birthday party, and the anxious care of my mother when I was ill. These things will never forget me, and will inspire me to move forward and let me understand the truth of life more clearly. Growth story 300 words in the process of growing up, I not only grew in height and age, but also understood a lot of the truth of life. From a child who only knows how to play crazily, I have become a big child who cares about others and studies hard.
On a sunny Sunday, my good friend and I were playing in the garden of the community. When I was squatting on the ground to observe the grass on the road, when I turned my head, I suddenly found an old woman holding a little sister in her left hand and pushing a pram in her right hand. She was crossing a ridge. However, no matter how grandma pushed, she just couldn't get through. Sitting in the shade of the trees, people were chatting and laughing, but no one came forward to help grandma push the cart. I ran to my grandmother, stretched out my hands and pulled the pram over the ridge. Granny was very happy and kept saying to me: 'thank you, little classmate! 'I said to my grandmother,' you're welcome. 'grandma laughed and left my sight with my little sister in her arms.
Walking on the way home, I feel that I really grow up and mature, because I have learned to care about others, as the saying goes, "don't be small and do nothing.". 'don't stop doing a good thing because it's very small. Even if you just help classmates smile a pen, help grandma push a car, is also a good thing. Good things are accumulated bit by bit. Helping others more is good for our growth. "Cattle commander" Mao Zedong's growth story 300 words. When Mao Zedong was a teenager and his companions were herding cattle, they often played on the hillside. Once they played, they often missed the cattle herding. Either when the time came, the cattle had not eaten enough, or the cattle ran to other people's fields to eat crops. How can we not only ensure that the cattle are put well, but also let everyone have a good time? Mao Zedong and everyone discussed a way. He organized his companions into three classes: one to watch the cattle and not let them eat the crops; one to mow the grass; the other to gather wild fruits. I work every day, watch cattle today, mow the grass tomorrow, and pick wild fruit the day after tomorrow. In this way, everyone has his own job.
Towards noon, everyone returned to the place where they had gathered. The children who watch the cattle make the cows eat round and round; the children who cut the grass are full of a large basket; the children who pick wild fruits bring back a lot of delicious wild fruits from the mountains & hellip; at this time, Mao Zedong took the grass and fruit and gave them to everyone reasonably. Sometimes when there is not enough, he will give less. If there was any grass left, he would lift it on the branch with a rope, and whoever could jump up and grasp it would belong to him. Together with Mao Zedong, we can not only put the cattle well, but also have a good time. Therefore, the little partners are willing to herd the cattle with Mao Zedong, and call him 'cattle commander'. After reading the story of celebrity's growth, I have a feeling of 300 words Zhuge Liang who doesn't want to finish class. This story mainly tells that Zhuge Liang wants to learn all the knowledge of his teacher, but how can he just rely on the time in class? In the courtyard outside the school, there is a big Luhua chicken, which is used to time by the teacher Sima Hui. So Zhuge Liang thought of a way. When he went to school every day, he put some rice in his pocket. He estimated that the Luhua chicken was about to crow. He grabbed a handful of rice and threw it out of the window. When the chicken saw what he was eating, he did not care to call. After a while, he threw another one until it was finished. By extending the class time, he satisfied his wish.
After reading this story, I want to learn from Zhuge Liang's spirit of hard study in order to learn more knowledge and not want to finish class. I should learn from his good habit of using his brains and solving problems by himself when he encounters problems. In my future study, I will get rid of the bad habits of not being serious in class, doing small moves and whispering with others, and get rid of the bad habit of being playful after class, develop the good habit of reading more extracurricular books, improve my academic performance, enrich my knowledge, and become a knowledgeable person like Zhuge Liang when I grow up.
After reading this story, I learned that as long as I study hard, get rid of bad habits and develop good habits, I will certainly become a knowledgeable person.
My growing up story is 300 words dear friend
Hello!
The new year is coming soon. I'm here to tell you in advance: 'Happy New Year! '
You may not know, when I was a child, innocent. But also made a lot of jokes, now think of it, or memory worry new.
At that time, I had just learned to speak, and my mother told me to speak when I saw acquaintances. One day, I went to kindergarten. The teachers gathered around and asked me what to call them. I opened my eyes wide. Some were called 'Auntie', some were called 'grandma'. The head teacher came to me and asked me what I called her. I looked at her for a long time. She was older than her mother and younger than her grandmother. I invented a temporary name: "Auntie" plus "grandma" is "milk". As soon as I called 'a milk', the people present laughed.
Ha ha, you said funny or not, it was really silly at that time! Up to now, I still feel a little embarrassed. After all, it was small then! I'm just going to say a little bit.
There are many stories about my growth! Wait for me next time, tell you slowly!
Best wishes
good health! Your good friend January 15, 2013
Experimental primary school four deep memory growth story 300 words, in this long ten years, my parents have paid a lot for me. One of them is still fresh in my memory. One afternoon, I was dizzy, my mother received a call from the teacher, she rushed to school, and immediately took me home. Take your temperature. WOW! 41 degrees! This scared mom to death. She quickly put a cold towel on my forehead to cool the temperature, and hurriedly fed me antipyretic drugs. In my confused and dizzy state, my mother carried me to the hospital hungry, and I sat listlessly on the chair, watching my mother register and take the medicine, running around & hellip; & hellip; Until I was lying in the hospital bed, my mother sat down and wiped the sweat on her forehead and asked about this and that.
All night, my mother didn't close her eyes and was observing my condition all the time. When the sun rises at dawn, I also wake up. Looking at my mother's bloodshot eyes, I think of my mother's hatred for my strict discipline, which suddenly turns into a warm current and rushes into my heart and lung. I am moved to tears. Although this is a very common thing in ten years, but in this small matter, I can deeply feel how great and selfless maternal love is. I am determined to repay them for their years of nurturing with outstanding achievements. Growth · footprints 1400 words girl walked on the beach, leaving a string of footprints, there are love and love, happy and happy, sad and sad.
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As a child, I grew up on my grandmother's back. At that time, grandma's family was still living in the countryside, and there was a row of cherry trees behind the house. Every afternoon, I must take my grandmother to walk under the cherry tree on my back. When I see a few cherries red, my grandmother will try to lift me up until I can pick those red cherries. Maybe there are only two or three cherries, one for grandma and one for me. In this way, my grandmother carried me under the tree all the year round. A trail of footprints was left under the tree.
Later, I gradually grew up, my home in the town, to grandma's house bumpy road, they rarely go back. It's only during the holidays that I go back to have a look. Grandma will prepare the meal, and then go to the door to meet our arrival. After dinner, I will still pester my grandmother to walk under the tree, but I don't need to carry my grandmother on my back, but I will hold the big hand with the small hand, and my grandparents and grandchildren will walk together. The footprints became two strings. When the party was over and we were going home, grandma stood at the door and laughed at us and said, "come back when you are free! 'we'll always say,' yes. 'then grandma stood there until my car was far away and she couldn't see a trace of it. She would not give up going into the house. These two short sentences show an old man's infinite concern for his children.
In 2009, the conditions at home were better. My grandmother and grandfather also settled down in the town. But at this time, my grandmother was found to have liver cirrhosis and diabetes. Through the treatment in Beijing and the careful care of my grandfather, the situation has improved. Since 2009, my grandmother will go to Beijing for review every year with my grandfather. It was also from this year that my grandfather began to pay attention to the details from a man who could not do housework. For example, when grandma should take what medicine, my grandfather would always remember clearly; he also gradually learned to take good care of grandma in daily life, and he also made some progress in cooking skills. After that, his favorite watching was health programs. As for grandma's condition, I always get the answer that the situation is getting better, so I never worry about it, but my grandfather is more and more anxious. Because only grandfather can get the examination report, he never tells us the real condition. Even Grandma doesn't know how her body is. But my grandfather's anxiety makes me feel a little uneasy. Until 2013, that is, last year, my grandmother checked twice this year. When she came back the second time, she was obviously much thinner, often bedridden and rarely got out of bed to walk. One day, grandma was in hospital because of the pain. Looking at her increasingly emaciated by illness, I can do nothing. Until a visit to the hospital, I found that my grandfather was discussing something with the doctor in the doctor's office. I got closer and heard a few words vaguely. My grandfather asked the doctor, "it won't do a lot of good, will it?"? 'the doctor replied: 'it's all in this situation. There's no need to consider the problem of multiple effects. The most important thing is to make the patient less painful and comfortable. After a period of silence, grandfather said, "OK, I'll sign. 'I really wonder what kind of medicine it is. I still need the signature of the patient's family members for an injection. As I was thinking about it, I unconsciously went to my grandmother's ward. I saw that the nurse was giving granny an injection. I took a look at it