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高中英语作文范文:一件烦恼的事

时间: 2019-02-27 | 投稿

  英语作文一

Growing up is not always a very enjoyable time. It means we have to work hard. As for my children, my parents made me learn to play the violin so I had no time to play with other friends. I got very annoyed.

Now looking back, I am so glad that my parents encouraged me to Gains from Growing Pains take music lessons. I come to realize why my parents are always pushing me along. Everybody is to experience growing pains. A little hard work and sweat never hurt us.

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If we realize these pains are just small bumps on our road to success, we will realize our growing pains are actually growing gains.

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  英语作文二

I have a lot of trouble. mommy lost the job, not the father, I fear my mother will spend the money, so how do we live it! mother money to buy a house, my mother''s accounts linked in a friend''s house, my mother''s friends will not let me hang in their house account. My mom go through trustee accounts all day, making things difficult for those people entrusted to mother, mother is anxious cry, very sad, I can not help crying. my balloon was blowing me a burst, balloon bag less and less, I no longer worry about running out of my mother bought me. I do the math the total error, the mother decided to hit me, I''m sorry, I hope to get rid of a bad habit of carelessness, I hope my mother''s temper can be a little better. lot of my troubles, the biggest worry is to not help the busy mom can not lift the mother''s troubles. Western North Shijiazhuang Shiqiao Sun Hailin Man 6-year-old Elsie school preschool

  英语作文三

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Everyone has to grow up, with which come some pains. I’m no exception. One bitter memory is still rooted in my heart. We once had a broadcast gymnastics competition in primary school. Certainly school uniform was demanded. But to me, the plain, ugly piece of cloth was unbearable. So I painted a colorful bird on it, thinking I would be so shining the next day. Unfortunately, we lost the first place due to my work of art. Being different did carry a price.

For a couple of days I was overwhelmed with shame and guilt. Finally I realized that being different is good, but what really matters is where and when. Now I’m a high school student. I absolutely know on what occasion I should stay different.