【摘要】成长犹如沙滩上行走，每前进一步，都会留下一个脚印。成长的岁月里有烦恼，也有快乐;成长的滋味有些苦，有些辣，也有些甜。以下是作文地带为大家精心整理的内容，欢迎大家阅读。

1.成长的快乐英语作文

　　Some people say that growth is a song, full of happy and moving melody, and we are singing with passion; Some people say that growth is a flower, showing vigorous vitality and inspiring brilliance; Others say that growth is a slowly rising sun, full of infinite vitality and hope.

　　Growth is not a long way?

　　When we were young, when we all looked at the unknown world with curious eyes, growth was a toddler. Deep foot, shallow foot, stumble, never care what's ahead, even if you accidentally fall and cry, you will get up and move forward.

　　When I was a child, I used to think that growing up is that we grow up day by day, and gradually enter a higher grade. We can dress as well as our parents. Now I understand that growing up is a long way.

　　Perhaps one day, when facing the conflict between classmates and friends, you didn't rush to fight recklessly, but reviewed yourself, took the initiative to admit your mistake and apologize; Maybe one day, when facing other people's tears and confidences, you don't listen to them, but try your best to help and comfort them; Maybe one day, when facing the care and toil of your parents, you don't neglect it any more. Of course, you just say thank you or pour a glass of water. It's all because you're growing.

　　We are on the road of growth all the time. Maybe you will complain: Why are there always ups and downs one after another along the way? I want to tell you: it is this bumpy road that grows with us. Setbacks are the stepping stone of life. Only through setbacks and frustrations can we learn valuable experience and lessons from them. When you fall down on the road of growth, don't be afraid, stand up, pat the dust, and continue to raise your head and walk forward with great strides. How can we see rainbow without wind and rain? How can you grow without going through ups and downs?

　　Growth is a road with no end. Adults, great scientists, leaders of the country... Aren't they all growing up all the time? Maybe no one dares to say: I've really grown - unless he stops breathing. The "end point" of growth for us is like the sea level for sailors - it seems to be close at hand, but when you can touch it in time, it is still far away, so mysterious and unknown, but it has always been the driving force for us to move forward.

　　For that "end", we are all moving forward and struggling on this road. Along the way, we have cried, laughed, hurt and understood. Along the way, we have shed countless sweat and tears. Along the way, we have experienced too much... Maybe one day when you suddenly look back, you will find how precious the footprints along the way are, because we have experienced, but there is a longer way ahead waiting for us.

2.成长的快乐英语作文

　　I always think about how to avoid all the failures and setbacks, but I never think about changing into hard clothes. Even in the cold wind, even in the hot sun, even in the narrow land, even in the crowded crowd, I can use my pride and persistence to find my true self and stand up in the vast world

　　So I love roses. Like it in the rising sun, follow the sun, let the gentle light like a loving mother mapping on its enchanting and bright petals, especially when the dew has not completely disappeared in the early morning, on the green leaves like falling, enlarge the vein of the leaves, but also project into the soft light, leaves and flowers seem to compete for people's attention, It is so harmonious integration, moving soul.

　　I always stare at it, sometimes when I am obsessed with it, I will copy every part of the rose in my heart and draw the beauty and attractiveness of the rose in my heart. At that time, my eyes would not blink. When I felt the acidity of my eyes, I closed my eyes slightly. When I opened them again, the glittering tears would fall on my cheeks. The eyes were wet and blurred, so I couldn't see clearly. But somehow, I always feel that the roses at this time are the most beautiful. Tears blurred my sight and blurred the roses in my sight. It's not as red and green as usual. The petals are more tender and the leaves are more green. It's really hard to express the charm of that moment with my tender words.

　　Sometimes I wonder why I love this rose so much. To say that it is beautiful, there are naturally more moving flowers in the world than it. To say that it can stand upright and bloom strongly in the small soil, but the plum blossom blooming in the snow is more tenacious than it. Why do I love roses alone?

　　I am curious, curious, just want to solve the puzzle, I will do my best to meet my curiosity.

　　When nothing happened in the morning, I still looked at the rose, but my hand involuntarily extended to the rose. Yes, I want to pick this bunch of flowers that fascinate me. I really want to know my persistence in roses and keep this unique beauty. The red and green in the sun, the fragrance in the wind... When my hand finally touched the rose

　　"Ah -" I looked at the blood dripping fingers. I looked down at the rose stained with my blood. The thorn on the root made me suddenly understand why I love roses so deeply.

　　Because it's proud, because it's persistent, because no matter where it is, even under the worst conditions, it won't be afraid that its life will end at any time. It will straighten its body without fear, look at the human hands that stretch to itself and attempt to destroy itself, stab people's delicate skin with its full body of thorns without hesitation, clamor for its victory and protect itself perfectly. That courage is something I can't learn

　　However, looking at my hand, I seem to understand again.

　　Courage is tempered. Only by constantly overcoming failures and setbacks, holding my chest up in the endless stream of people and marching towards my success, I can have courage at that moment. At that moment, I grew up.

3.成长的快乐英语作文

　　Standing at the end of 19 and staring at the gate of 20, I don't know what kind of hope or sadness lies behind the door. Once upon a time, I fell in love with hiding in the corner of a period of time, quietly miss a growing palmprint.

　　Childhood for me is clear, then everything is so pure, from babbling to toddler, from the first call Mom and dad to around their parents, the pace of growth does not know how to delay. In childhood

　　I always like to look up at the sky and look forward to a kite that can fly in the blue sky. That blue sky dream, like my father's promise, is full of my immature life mileage.

　　"The painting of Red River and mountain with blood, how can it rival a little cinnabar between your eyebrows, even if it covers the whole world, it's still nothing but a prosperous scene." Nalan Rongruo's light sadness is how sincere, and the youth starts from my ignorant time. Young people don't know the taste of sorrow. In order to realize youth, they have to worry about it. The ship of life glides through these fearless days, and the passionate youth has just set sail.

　　Senior three is a black period. The rainbow dream in my heart is always worried that I can't stand the baptism of the monthly exam. The most unbearable and helpless thing is that there is no self-study during the day and night. How I imagine the new green outside the window, but I'm afraid of losing the distance between reality and dream. I never thought how I would lose my self-confidence in the memory of youth, but my sweat finally tested my persistence

　　That year, I chose to start again, because I didn't want to live up to the rainbow dream in my heart. That year, I said goodbye to my inner cowardice, dried my tears, and told myself what is no regrets. When the journey of spring sees the joy of victory, when the excited sweat blooms on the face of victory, youth understands the true meaning of growth.

　　The footprints of growth vary in depth. Dreams are the drizzle in memory after all. Growth is like the light rain in spring; Growth is like the wind in the summer shade; Grow like withered leaves dancing gently with the wind in autumn; Growth is like snow falling quietly in winter

　　How the kite of childhood soars above the blue sky and white clouds, how the rainbow dream of youth achieves the beauty of youth, and the steps of growth are deep or shallow, full of green and astringent poems.

　　The bloom and fall of youth, the gap of youth, c

an not erase any beautiful corner, because I grow up in the days, know what is wasted, what is spring flowers.

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