There are joys and sorrows, laughter and fatigue, and there are 450 words of success or failure.

Looking back on the past few years, I have grown up a lot, my thoughts have gradually matured, and I have learned more knowledge every day than yesterday. But after all, I am an ordinary person, and it is inevitable to share some joys and sorrows in my life.

Happiness: a smiling face every time you receive a certificate; I am in a good mood every time the principal or teacher gives me a certificate; Every time I get the prize, I feel happy ... winning the prize again and again, and there is no happiness at all.

At that time, when awarding certificates and prizes, I walked at a brisk pace, sang beautiful songs, and even felt happy between the lines-all these were my happy performances. It was a recitation contest. I was praised by the judges with full confidence, emotional voice and sonorous tone. I won the first prize-a pen, a notebook and an honorary certificate, which made me so happy. But what I got was more concern and reminder from teachers and parents: "Xiao Ying, don't be proud, keep working hard! Try to do better. "

Anger: Every time someone interferes with my study; Every time a team member does a trick that has nothing to do with learning; Every time someone hurts my self-esteem ... it makes me angry

One evening study, when the teacher was away, I was in charge of the discipline in the class. There are a few people who don't study hard and make small moves when the teacher is away. One of them is my team member. So I sneaked over and found him reading extracurricular books. At this time, I was furious, took the book away and whispered to him; "If you are still reading extracurricular books in class, I will tell the teacher carefully. You can use the time of self-study to review what you have learned during the day. " Later, I realized my bad attitude and apologized to that classmate.

Sadness: when criticized by the teacher again and again; When being punished by the teacher again and again; When we were separated from my sister again and again ...

In my family, my sister and I have the best relationship. It's almost a year since she graduated from college, and she works in other places, so she can't go home several times all the year round. Every time she goes home and leaves, I feel sad. I remember when my sister was in high school, she went home every two weeks. I went home every day, so we often met. At that time, I was still young and didn't know how to miss and grieve. She went to college and seldom came back, so I sometimes miss her a little. This year, I spent a winter vacation with my sister. After the winter vacation, she left again. I'm really sorry. I miss her very much. ...

Le: in the teacher's praise again and again; In laughter; At the sports meeting ...

I remember that time I participated in the girls' 60-meter dash and long jump on behalf of the school, and I was very happy.

I won the first place in the sprint preliminaries and the second place in the final. In the long jump competition, I did well in the face of an opponent with extraordinary strength-my score in the trial jump was more than 2.9 meters, and in the final, I jumped to 3.5 meters, breaking the record of the sports meeting. At that time, apart from sweating all over, I got a whole body of happiness.

Growing up, there will inevitably be joys and sorrows, which will be my precious memories. I will cherish them, try to live every day and be a wonderful self!