第1个回答 2012-08-09
Not since when, growing pains, in combination with many complaints to let out of me, this topic good kind. Xin qiji once said: "young not sorrow taste". Perhaps his boyhood carefree, along with the continuous development of history, the more trouble, all left us.
As I grew up, there are a lot of troubles around me. In school, most of things to talk about with parents, not only because they will talk a long, not I say one word, and my ears also can't stand so I can't take any more, I just want to own a piece of blue sky, why are you so selfish take it, is want to know me? I returned to the room, feel oneself have nothing, alas! Why parents in total want to know when we grow up, we don't want to let us have his own ideas, alas! So cruel!
Our lives are filled with seven colors sunlight, but even in the sunshine, also appears unavoidably short clouds. The young, there will be some lingering worries. These troubles from life, from study, the communication with students from... However, there is worry is not terrible, the key is to correct it. From now on, let us together, eliminate worries, clean with colorful dream maturity.
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第2个回答 2012-08-16
南京市成贤街小学 六(2)班 戴皓天
我在六年的学习生活中经历了不少酸甜苦辣的事,但烦恼事是经历过最多的,现在就给你说四则烦恼事吧!
老师发短消息就是第一个烦恼。我在学习生活中,上课不听,下课打架,放学骂人,这些已经是很常见的事了。为此,老师天天发短消息到我爸爸妈妈的手机上,如果超过两条,回家便免不了一顿皮开肉绽的打。所以我一听到老师说我的名字,心里就害怕,每次回家都胆战心惊的。我想了很多防止老师发短信的方法:上课不讲话,不惹事,不起哄……但是这些不是都能做到,做作业慢这个毛病就是改不掉。就因为作业慢这三个字,我还被打了不少顿呢! 视力不好就是第二个烦恼。
因为视力不好,就得经常离开座位看黑板,自然免不了老师的批评和同学的意见。就拿一次记作业来说吧,那是14天前的事了,我想写作业,但不知道作业是什么,于是拿起抄作业的本子站到讲台上。抄了不到一半,老师就来讲课了,我只好回座位。老师讲完后,我又去抄作业,可放学了,值日生把作业都擦了,只留下我傻呼呼的站在那里。我知道,不完成作业,又要被骂得狗血喷头了。
爸爸不了解我是我的第三个烦恼。在学习中经常帮助我解决问题的是爸爸,他对我很好,但也有不了解我的时候。就像星期二那天,我回到家就看见爸爸站在门口,脸色铁青,心里顿时像悬了块大石头,腿吓得直发抖。爸爸严厉地说:“你今天还犯错了?”我战战兢兢地说:“犯……犯了。”“什么错误?”他又大声吼道。“‘1+1’没交。”“为什么不交?”话音未落,一个响亮的耳光便落在了我脸上。我哭哭啼啼地说:“组长没收。”他又问:“你不会交吗?”我忙解释道:“下午我才看到黑板上有我没交的名字,但下午老师活动,我们在教室里看电视不上课,不好交。”“说谎!”说着,又打了我一顿。
妈妈也不了解我是我的第四个烦恼。我一回到家,就听见妈妈那令人生厌的喊声:“换鞋子,洗手去,放下书包,赶紧写作业……”终于,我写完作业了,妈妈又说:“写好赶紧吹黑管去。”我只要动作稍微慢了一点,肯定又会被她说:“怎么搞的,快吹,要不然老师又要说你没练习了。我们多练练,让他无话可说不就行了。”好不容易吹完了长音,开始吹曲子了。可刚吹了几首,妈妈却说:“你干吗吹得那么匆忙,看老师吹的多好。”我再也忍不住地说道:“我吹的快,老师吹得慢,再说这个曲子我才吹了2天,老师吹了几年啦?”妈妈说:“快吹,快吹,长大废物一个,没本事的家伙。”我狠狠地朝妈妈瞪了一眼,又吹了一阵,看看钟,对妈妈说:“1小时到了,吹好了。”可妈妈说:“1小时是到了,你还认真吹的?再吹1小时……”。 哎呀,我本来还想再写些快乐的事情,但妈妈要我去买盐了,就写到这儿了,再见!