孤独与成长英语作文【通用20篇】

从小我就住在乡下，我的朋友只有我的表姐，因此十分的无聊，有一次我的姐姐，她上完学回来，她带我去她朋友家玩。

我拉着姐姐的手，像跟屁虫一样走在她后面。我跟到门口，那位大姐姐的弟弟就跑了出来，然后她叫她弟弟和我玩，我和她弟弟就在房间里看电视，我们还玩了游戏，玩具，那天是我那段日子里最最开心的一天。时间过得很快，我得随姐姐回家了，却如此依依不舍。

后来我读幼儿园了，我还是一个人独处，没有玩伴。可是每一次我回家的时候都会看到那个姐姐的弟弟坐在我一个车子里。

终于有一次我和他坐在了一个位子，我就鼓起勇气问他：“你在那一个班里？”他叫我坐在滑滑梯那里等他。等二天我在那里等他，没过一会儿，他过来了，我就和他在滑滑梯那里玩，我就推了一下，他就来追我了，我滑了下去我们追逐、打闹着，我被绊倒了然了他又被我绊倒了，然后我们俩就傻傻的笑了。

此后我们都结伴回家，我们之间还发生了许多趣事如找小鱼……我们的感情越来越深了，他叫汪锐，他是我最要好的朋友了，是他让我从此再感受到孤独！

我是一株向日葵，一株金黄而孤独的向日葵。

因为生长在田园深处，无人问津。每天喝着露水，晒着太阳，看着自己的姊妹兄弟在这儿悠闲生长。烈日当空；雪飘四野。从夏至冬，从冬至夏，一年又一年，独在花园深处，只得与自己相伴，我感到了孤独。生活对我来说仿佛是灰色的，没有乐趣，没有享受。

直到有一天，你来了，还带着一副画板。原以为你只是偶然路过，没想到你竟停在我们面前，仔细地端详着我们。从花的颜色，神态，大小入手，你几乎是一朵一朵仔细地挑选，终于，你选定了我。一次又一次布局调色，一次又一次修改加工。我看到你的手甚至开始发抖，额头上的汗珠已如泉涌，但目光依然坚定，每一笔每一画都更加小心，唯恐有一点疏漏。几个小时过去了，你终于将我成功画下。那么真实，那么富有感染力，又那么美好。一瞬间，我仿佛被幸福包围，原来生活不只是苟且，还有诗和远方。你走后，我用幸福的目光看了看这个世界，发现原来这儿有这么多美好的东西：风吹、鸟鸣、日照……

后来，我从其他人的谈话中得知，你叫梵高，你的生活并不如意。我不知道其他人为什么这么对待你，打击你，挖苦你，我认为你的画富有一种令人心颤的扭曲感，同时予人一种热烈的色彩。你在我面前自言自语，发泄心中的苦闷，我想安慰你、鼓励你，让你重新燃起对绘画的希望和生活的热情，但我无能为力。我看到了你的孤独，不仅因为生活上的，更是心理上的。他们低俗的目光无法包容你，所以你被迫走向了自己的内心，走向了自己的孤独。一次又一次的诉苦中，我看到了你眼中的绝望与落寞愈加增多，希望却愈来愈少。我痛苦，我难受，我想为你平反，我想让他们理解你，但我做不到，我只是一株向日葵。

最后一次，你来到了我的跟前，将那些年你与孤独相伴的事说给我听。父亲的责骂、家庭的不理解、经济上的压力，已使你对这个世界毫无留恋。你拿出随身带着的手枪，缓缓移向头颅……

但是今天，你看到了吗？你的画被卖出的天文数字，人们的赞美与评论，画展的每一次成功，无一不是对你最高的肯定。如果没有那些与孤独相伴的日子，今天的画坛上将会少了一位绘画大师。孤独，孤独？孤独！

Everyone has the worry, as long as it keep up with you, will be like a shadow, difficult to wash. In four age, I met a trouble thing.

It is a language examination, test paper just hair down, Ill probably see it again, thought; Ha, so easy, this time must have high marks. I quickly began to do, for a while, just finished. Immediately to the teacher, the paper went to playing on the playground.

The next day, when the teacher came into the classroom with paper started reading scores, I am confident of listen, because I believe that I can test good. Can read my grades, I froze, because I was only 865 points. I havent the reaction come over, listen to the teacher said to bring performance to parents signature. Then, the teacher began to speak the examination paper, I have no mind to listen to, my mind thinking; How back to mom. After school, on the car, I still want to; Exactly what to do. Out of the car and I walked with heavy steps, walking slowly home.

At home, I quickly rushed to his room and picked up the paper again and looked again to see, want to deceive the past. But want to; Exactly what to do. Somehow, I suddenly think of a word from the mother said to me on weekdays; Failure is the mother of success. I finally plucked up the courage, to my moms room.

Experience this trouble things, I finally understood; Trouble is only a false tiger, as long as you have courage, again big problems can be overcome.

每个人都有烦恼，只要它跟上你，就会像影子一样，难以挥去。在四年纪的时候，我就遇到了一件烦恼的事。

那是一次语文考试，试卷刚发下来时，我大概看了一遍，心想;哈，这么容易，这回肯定得高分。我急忙开始做，一会儿，就做完了。马上把试卷交给老师，便到操场上玩了。

第二天，老师拿着试卷走进教室开始念成绩时，我自信的听着，因为我相信我能考好。可念到我的成绩时，我呆住了，因为我竟然只得了865分。我还没反应过来，就听老师说要把成绩拿给家长签名。接着，老师开始讲试卷，我根本没有心思听，脑子里在想;回去怎么向妈妈交代。放学了，上了车，我还在想;到底该怎么办。下了车，我迈着沉重的步子，慢慢地走回家。

回到家，我赶忙冲到自己的房间，再一次拿起卷子，看了又看，想瞒过去。可又想;到底该怎么办。不知怎么的，我突然想起妈妈平日对我说的一句话;失败是成功之母。我终于鼓起勇气，向妈妈的房间走去。

经历了这件烦恼的事，我终于明白了;烦恼只不过是只假老虎，只要你有勇气，再大的烦恼也可以战胜。

In the eyes of the adults, we these children always lead a "foot, clothing to hand" days, not a bit of trouble and sorrow, but I think they are wrong.

Grow up in my eyes, like a bottle full of all kinds of flavor. Exam well, both teacher and parents praise, this bottle of drink is sweet; Do the right things, being criticized by mom and dad, this bottle of drink is bitter; Was banned from mom and dad watching TV, playing computer, eat snacks, etc., it is acid of this bottle of drinks. Let me tell you something about my growing pains!

Every time when I finish my homework, I wanted to go out to play for a while, but dad said so every time, continue to review the go out and play. Can wait me review good, everything is done, dad would say: "todays late, you go to wash a face to wash feet to sleep early, tomorrow will go to school!" Looking at the children playing happily in the square downstairs, my heart is really sour, really want to go out and play with them happily for a while.

On one occasion, my language test is not good, only had eighty-six points, and a lot of places are not careful to answer wrong on my own. I thought my dad would encourage me, and dont call me the next exam paralysis, didnt think I a home to tell my dad, my father let me first copy of todays Chinese paper again, if no good, is not allowed to eat dinner. My heart is not taste.

Dad woke me up very early every morning, let me first endorsement. If I want to narrow eyes for a moment, it may not be able to, dad began to chatter, say one day hour in the morning is worth two in the evening, now is the best of the memory, the most suitable for endorsement. Cant, had to listen to him, but the in the mind think: do children suffering!

Although there are many troubles in the growth, but only as far as possible much worry "attack", you will succeed.

在大人们的眼中，我们这些小孩总是过着“饭来张口，衣来伸手”的日子，没有一点儿烦恼和忧愁，但是我觉得他们都错了。

在我的的眼中，成长就像一瓶充满各种口味的饮料。考试考好了，得到老师和父母的表扬，这瓶饮料就是甜的;做了不对的事情，被爸爸妈妈批评了，这瓶饮料就是苦的;被爸爸妈妈禁止了看电视，玩电脑，吃零食等，那这瓶饮料就是酸的。下面我就给大家讲讲我的成长的烦恼吧!

每次我做完作业的时候，本想出去玩一会，可是爸爸每次都这么说，继续复习一下再出去玩吧。可等我复习好了，一切都搞定了，爸爸又这么说：“今天不早了，你去洗脸洗脚早点睡吧，明天还要去学校读书呢!”望着楼下广场里的孩子们快乐地玩耍，我的心里真是酸溜溜的，真想出去和他们痛快地玩一会。

有一次，我语文考试考的不好，只得到八十六分，而且好多地方都是我自己不小心答错的。我本以为爸爸会鼓励我，叫我下次考试不要麻痹大意，没想到我一回家告诉了爸爸，爸爸就让我先把今天的语文试卷抄一遍，如果没抄好，就不准吃晚饭。我的心里真不是滋味。

每天早上，爸爸很早就把我叫醒，让我起来先背书。如果我想再眯一会眼，那就不得了了，爸爸开始喋喋不休，说一天一天之计在于晨，现在是记忆力最好的时候，最适合背书了。没办法，只好听他的，可心里想：做小孩苦啊。

虽然成长里有许多的烦恼，但是只有尽量多的烦恼“攻击”你，这样才会成功。

今年，我七岁。一个充满童真的年纪，我如一颗流星在五彩缤纷的北极星空下划过，灿烂而炫目。七岁，我可以肆意妄为，无法无天，我可以光着脚丫在雨中奔跑，踏地水花作乡，自己再呵呵傻笑；我可以穿着新衣服在草地上打滚，在泥地里捏泥巴，也不用担心被父母责骂；我可以把头发弄的乱蓬蓬的就出门，我可以一个星期不洗澡，我可以任性耍脾气……七岁的我拥有太多特权，不用担心激流、石头，我该想的是如何享受明天的幸福。

今年，我十岁。我还是我，那颗流星，只是我又认识了一种新颜色——黑色。我的眼睛不在被甜蜜遮挡，我开始看这个世界，天气虽然多是晴空万里，但偶尔也会乌云密布。我开始懂父母，懂生活，懂自己，我不再随意任性，不再无理的要求哥哥把一切都让给我，我也开始谦让，做那一份的妹妹。三年过去了，我懂了很多，妈妈说：“这就是成长吧！”

今年，我十三岁。流星在飞，从未停止，只是黑白色的星空是否依然美丽？成长意味着烦恼，意味着挫折，意味着即便是暴风雨来，我们也要用自己的身躯顶住！或许，成长让我们孤独。偶尔，也会思念那年的七岁，眷恋曾经的臂膀，贪恋家的温暖。十三岁，我已离开家独自前行，我学会了苦与累自己扛。你可能会说：那干嘛不一直呆在父母身边呢？多好啊！我要告诉你：因为我不甘心！我要让我的青春注定是隆冬！是烈日！无法平静！

青春无悔，我还有路要走！洽谈青春，我还有梦要追！

晚上坐在窗台的大理石上，看看下面，一片漆黑，只能听见树被风吹的沙沙声，望望前面，一个个数着有几家开着灯。看着黑漆漆的天空，看不见星星的天空，想想，今天又是多云。背倚着米黄色的墙壁看着头顶两盏发着黄光的小灯，叹息，应该有人注意到我吧，可是深夜的凄凉，只留下一个人的身影，感觉好孤独。也许，静静的夜晚很凄凉，可能有个月亮陪伴应该会更适合凄凉这个词，可是现在连月亮都没有。

也许，孤独这个词本该不属于我，我有爸爸妈妈，还有一个妹妹在家里，怎么会孤独，可就像现在这样能听见从外面传来电视的回音，能听见打字的声音，就是很孤独。郭敬明的书让人觉得孤独，所以我看了两页就不看了，桌子上孤立的许愿瓶让我觉得孤独，所以我把眼睛的实现从那里移开了，白色屏幕上的字让我觉得孤独，叹息，今夜又是一个孤独的夜晚。

这样静静的坐在这里，偶尔能听见很多声音，狗叫的声音，鸟叫的声音，知了叫的声音，青蛙叫的声音，就像在森林里一样，你也许不相信，可这是事实。我们家这里建的就像一个植物园，草的数量，树的数量，花的数量。也许，遗憾的是听不到水的声音，真不完美，晚上是不放喷泉的，就算鱼儿从弯弯曲曲的`池塘里冒出小脑袋，吐气的小泡泡的声音，也许已经被青蛙的叫声吞没，也许，有水的声音更让人觉得冷清，所以管理员才不放水。我并不像孤独，可是每个人的成长中都应该有过孤独，也许，每个人都注定，感觉孤独。

在这样的一个夜晚，回忆以前往事，想想童年有趣的事情，有时还会笑出声，可嗡的一醒，一台电脑，一本书，和一个许愿瓶。

Everyone in the path of growth, must through all kinds of test. Some people own learning is not ideal, some bad for your skin and worry, and some to get parents understand and feel wronged... I think it should be growing pains.

"You how so careless, English written in capital letters lowercase letters; math is not decimal forgot to add, is the brain around it; the language too, shouldnt always wrong... wrong since time, scores have been falling, straight down to 20 name!" Is the time, this kind of words are often in my mind.

I also want to increase the performance to once upon a time, but always cant contentment. Is not the improvement to the subject, is a division of grades and beaten down. Who wouldnt want to test a good result, but each persons ability is different, also the effort by different, so the harvest "fruit" is also different. So I can only say: "do your best!"

As a student, I told myself not too bad; I told myself cant let parents down; I told myself cant let the teacher lose faith in yourself... So, my worries are growing.

But think carefully, if falling grades so easily becomes good, so dont lose its sense? So think about it, there is less worry a lot. But dont strive for it, it wont come. So, still want to care my shadow, always follow me, this should be most students face troubles.

Trouble is important in life, we should be brave to face, with positive attitude, trouble will be gone.

每个人在成长的道路上，必须经各种考验。有的人为自己的学习不理想而烦恼，有的为自己的皮肤不好而发愁，有的为得不到父母的理解而感到委屈……我想，这应该就是成长的烦恼吧。

“你怎么这么粗心，英语的大写字母写成小写字母;数学不是小数点忘了加，就是脑筋转不过弯;语文也是，不该错的总是错……自从一回，成绩就一直下降，直降到第二十名!”就是那个时候，这类话就常常在我心头萦绕。

我也想把成绩提高到从前，不过总是不能够称心如意。不是那一科的成绩提高了，就是这一科的成绩又败了下来。谁不想考个好成绩啊，可是每个人的能力不同，所尽的努力也不同，所以收获的“果实”也不同。因此我也只能说一声：“尽力而为了!”

作为一名学生，我告诉自己成绩不能太差;我告诉自己不能让父母失望;我告诉自己不能让老师对自己失去信心……因此，我的烦恼也就日益增多。

可是仔细反过来想想，如果下降了的成绩这样轻易就变好，那么不就失去了它本身的意义了吗?这样想想，烦恼也就减少了许多。可是不努力争取它，它也不会自己过来的。所以，烦恼还是想我的影子一样，一直跟着我，这应该也是大部分同学面临的烦恼吧。

烦恼是人生中重要的考验，我们应该要勇敢去面对，用积极乐观的态度，烦恼就会随风而去了。

孤独的风将我身边的空气抽离，我无法呼吸，而我却倔强的相信：我是一个不需要沟通的孩子。

我总是拒绝长大，一直喜欢永无岛上那个永远长不大的孩子——彼得潘，那个当朋友飞走时，仍倔强地说：“你们走吧，走了以后就别再回来”的孩子。他不会挽留，他也不知道怎样挽留，因为他同我一样不知道什么叫沟通。

我喜欢行走在陌生的城市，陌生的街道，看着陌生的门牌，想住在门里的人过着一种怎样的生活，但我永远也不会知道，因为我们之间隔着一道门。

站在灯红酒绿、川流不息的闹市中，西装革履、妖娆打扮的男男女女从我身边穿过，我坦然的望着那张张透着疲惫的麻木的脸，因为我们之间没有沟通，各自活在自己的网中。

每天早上，背着装满参考题、复习资料的单肩包，我从一群同样麻木的同学中走过，我不会戴眼镜，因为在朦胧中，我可以远离他们。

释说，我像一只受伤的狼，唯一的疗伤方式是躲到洞里，舔着伤口，默默的没有哀嚎。

我曾经向往纯真，得到的却是背叛，我交出的是真心，回报的却是累累伤痕，我拼命地去抓住身边的每个朋友，然而他们却扔下我，轰轰烈烈地朝前跑，只丢下一个我在十字路口四处张望。我也想说：“你们走吧，走了以后就别再回来。”却哽在喉咙，什么也说不出。

于是我选择在黑夜中坚守。固然我知道，一个高中生，尤其是高三生，没有说坚守的权利，有的只有高考。沟通，这一说，大该只能是我与英文单词沟通，与置换反应所冒出的美丽气泡的沟通，与抛物线所划出的完美弧线的沟通，与眼前大摞的参考书……

时间仍在，我在飞逝，一位古人却站在川流之上，曰“逝者如斯，逝者如斯。”我想，那时或许也有一阵喑哑的风从他身边穿过。我叫它孤独的风。

人在不断走人生之途时，同样也在成长，对成长来说，孤独是敌，亦是友。鲁迅在孤独中挣扎《呐喊》，贝多芬在孤独中奏响《命运》司马迁在孤独中镌下《史记》。孤独对我来说，也是不可躲过的死敌，教人磨砺的挚友。

野巷·茕

过去放学回家，总要经过一条小巷，枯草湿土，霭霭暗色。静得能听到人踩上枯草“咔擦”声的回音。巷子不长，但对我这种怕黑，怕孤独的人来说，却如恶兽张开獠牙。我每次经过总是疾步快走。假装自己行走于堂皇大道，目不斜视。后来的某一次，因走太快而摔伤了腿被母亲训斥了一番。从此走这条野巷，暗暗告诉自己：并无什么好怕的，不就一人走路，一人到头吗？渐渐的，跌跌撞撞，也就摒开了孤独，从此也许无明灯，也走暗夜路。

厚雪·孑

冬天故乡雪下得十分勤，皑皑厚雪，纷纷鹅毛，似乎天地都成为白色的领地，我独自一人穿着红衣站在偌大的雪地，想在这无边雪地中徜徉，堆起雪球，搭个雪人，却只有我一个人罢了，无声无趣，许多伙伴被关在家中，一分一秒不肯放松地读着书，写着作业。我了无生趣地想：这也许不只是我的孤独，也是火炉旁他们的孤独吧。

佳梦·独

我一直想做一个以文字代替口的人，为此我做出了不少的努力，但父母一直不理解我心中的梦，他们认为，我该关注的是成绩，是前途。为此与他们常争吵不休，但我依然坚定着这个梦想，就算前途重重迷障，我也义无反顾，孤身一人前往。

其实在生活中、人生中的那些孤独，无谓大或小，就像夜空中那颗颗闪耀的星星，虽看似不远，实际相隔千山万水。但我们都需把这些孤独之星编织起来，绘成一匹夜的绸缎，总会照耀到心间每一个地方。

前路漫漫，孤独不会就此消散，但愿在我成长途上，它能赐予我更多，我将，不惧磨难。

我见过海面上喧嚣的浪花，海水是它的港湾；我见过西湖中盛开的红莲，莲叶是它的伙伴；我也见过雪地里绽放的白梅，白雪是它的寄托。独自一人，欣赏过万千美景，心中繁花落尽之际，却不想化为两字——孤独。

那年那天，我只听闻虫声新透绿窗纱。

寒冬腊月，本应该张灯结彩，迎接新年，然而我却送走了一位故人，我的祖母。正值幼年的我，第一次见证了离别。家乡依旧如往时那般吵闹，今年的春节，总是多了些忧伤，再想起祖母的离世，心中便微不可觉地痛起来。那晚，我们守在祖母的灵柩旁，最终，我还是不愿沉浸在悲伤之中，跑进屋里，闭眼流泪。那一瞬间，我竟感受到了一丝平静，忽然，窗外传来一阵草虫的鸣叫，透过窗纱，传入我的心房，在这寂静的夜里，显得那样洪亮。从记事起，听着祖母的童谣入睡，闻着祖母身上的中草药味觉醒，年少之际总是那样充实。人人都说七年之痒，我却不以为然，祖母的陪伴让我忘记孤独，即使陪伴的日子不足七年。那年那天，我终于理解，何为孤独。

那个黄昏，我只看见衡阳雁去无留意。

渐渐地，我褪去了童年的稚嫩，开始尝试着旅行。一个阳光胜好的日子，一片安详无比的夕阳，我独自前往山顶，在黄昏之下感受孤独侵蚀我的身体。我看见陌生的游者成对行走，天边的大雁成队飞行，在故乡外旅游的我，在错落的山丘中，无人陪伴，无人问津。远见那已被山顶吞没大半的夕阳，它也独自存在于天空之上。大雁的尾羽也消失在我的视线中，那个黄昏，我终于感受，那般孤独。

那些雨水，我只感受不叫人间见白头。

时间如白驹过隙，我也到达豆蔻之年，喜欢撑着伞独自走在雨中，雨是上帝的乐章。淅沥的雨水敲击在伞上，耳机中回响着贝多芬的音乐，巨人的音乐，在这种天气里也平添了一丝孤寂，凄凉之感。我的心缓缓落下，从容不迫地消失在人群之中，那些雨水，我终于知道，这是孤独。

我的成长，总是少了波澜，平静的日子里，美好的记忆中，却总被孤独充实。我开始放弃挣扎，放弃摆脱，接受孤独，经历成长，那些孤独的日子，让我不再惧怕未来的寒冷与黑暗，执一杯清茶，浅饮浅酌，留下的沉淀，是成长中，不灭的记忆。

In the process of the development of Latin American literature more than hundred years, there have been many different schools, these schools have deeply changed the world literature. Famous writer Garcia and Colombia. Gabriel Garcia marquez, with their magical thinking of the real world and, created the magic realism of this literary genre, and the author also won the Nobel Prize for literature.

Just started reading "one hundred years of solitude", we will find two strange place, one is to tell the story in the book are ridiculous; The second stage is the repeated work in the name and repeat the same thing. In real life could not have lasted more than four years of rain, an elderly father could not only drink a mouthful of cocoa can float in the air, the dead will not because to bear loneliness is to return to the earth... But it all happened in the family. More surprisingly, in the book the way across the hundred years in the family, man isnt called al jarno in dior is called ole, and all kinds of strange things in the family, the familys first generation of the founder al dior until the last guardians of the ray in jarno repeated happening. Linked to the creation of the author s and living environment, it is easy to see what this symbol.

The author in the one hundred years of solitude with fantastic language describes the entrepreneurial hardships, the emergence of civilization, reproduction and survival, love and betrayal, glory and dream, the production of capitalism, the outbreak of the civil war, the entry of monopoly capitalism, such as the fight for democracy and republic, could influence the Latin America is to let them more concentrated in a small named Malcolm in the country. Every member of the Brian dia home are deeply involved in. At the end of the story. In the last of the guardian aurelio jarno read records the fate of the family in one hundred after the parchment said: "it all, I have seen, is already know!" The author is through the summary of the character, expressed his view of history of one hundred years in Latin America, the modern Latin America more than hundred years of history is repeated, the development of Latin America and history are stagnant.

"One hundred years of solitude" is an interesting work, she didnt have the mammoth plot, the development of the story is more puzzling. When you read him, plumcakes with ChangSi, but you can feel the author repeat of history. In Latin America alone in one hundred. And couldnt help but indulge among them.

在拉美文学百余年的发展过程中，出现过许多不同的流派，这些流派都深深的改变了世界文坛。而哥伦比亚著名作家加西亚。马尔克斯，则以其对现实世界魔幻般的思索和诉说，开创了魔幻现实主义这一文学流派，而作者也因之获得了诺贝尔文学奖。

刚刚开始阅读《百年孤独》时，我们会发现作品中有两处奇怪的地方，其一是书中诉说的故事大都荒诞不经;其二是作品中人名的反复出现和相同怪事的重复发生。在现实生活中不可能会有持续了四年多的雨，一个老年神父不可能只喝了一口可可茶就能浮在空中，死者更不会因为耐不住寂寞就重返人间……但这一切都发生在了这个家族的身边。更令人奇怪的是，书中这个绵亘了百余年的世家中，男子不是叫做阿尔卡迪奥就是叫做奥雷里亚诺，而家族中各种奇怪的事情，在家族的第一代创始人阿尔卡迪奥直到家族的最后一个守护者奥雷里亚诺的身上反复的发生着。联系到作者的创作年代和生活环境，我们不难发现这象征了什么。

作者在《百年孤独》中用梦幻般的语言叙述了创业的艰辛，文明的出现，繁衍与生存，爱情与背叛，光荣与梦想，资本主义的产生，内战的爆发，垄断资本主义的进入，民主与共和之争等足以影响拉美的大事，却让他们集中发生在一个小小的名叫马尔孔多的乡村中。把布莱恩迪亚家的每个成员都深深的牵扯了进去。在故事的结尾时。家族的最后一个守护者奥雷里亚诺阅读了记载这个百年世家的命运的羊皮卷后说：“这里面所有的一切，我都曾经看到过，也早已知道!”作者正是借这个总结性的人物之口，表达了自己对拉丁美洲百年历史的看法，即近代拉美百余年的历史是重复的，拉美的发展和历史进程都停滞不前。

《百年孤独》是一部有趣的作品，她没有波澜壮阔的情节，故事的发展更是令人费解。当你读完他，掩卷长思，你却可以感受到作者对历史的重复。对拉美的孤独百年的思考。并情不自禁的沉浸其中。

夜深人静，除去一天疲惫的我，贪婪地躺在床上。正值春季，气候、温度都适宜到足以让人“春眠不觉晓”。而今夜，我却久久不能入眠。春雨潇潇的敲打在窗楹，淅淅沥沥的，我默然听着，数着雨的节拍，听着自己浅律的呼吸，心头时觉得一阵微凉，充斥在眼前的只有无尽的黑和雷雨声……突然觉得，这个没有灯的夜晚总是有些冷清的，毕竟整整一栋屋子和混沌的一片黑夜里只有我一个人——没有父母的叮咛，亦没有朋友的陪伴。

打开房间里的灯，淡蓝色的灯光瞬间挤满个黑漆的屋子，淡蓝色原本是我最偏爱的风格，恬静而适然，不矫揉造作也不媚态横生。但此刻看来，这灯光却使空荡的房间显得有些孤零了。一股莫名的孤独和迷乱从窗外的一团漆黑一直蔓延到心里，也使这蓝调的灯光被一阵春雷吓得蜷缩起来，失去了光华。我坐起身来，摸着黑，从抽屉里翻出一支“饱经沧桑”的蜡烛。烛光从我眼前亮起，摇摇曳曳的灯光前，我静默的坐着，眼光和烛光交汇，思绪却随着那暗雨清风飘远了

初中时，总是憧憬这高中，向往小说和电影里那种叛逆的青春，放肆而又狂放地炫耀着年少的资本，但真正身处高二，我发现，我们的青春经不起那些所谓自由的叛逆，他还太过稚嫩和脆弱。转念高中理科的学习，心中一丝落寞冷起，我的成绩平平，属于班内“坚强的后盾”。每次学校成绩栏里的成绩一公布，我总会找个没有什么人的时候去偷偷看自己成绩的情况，而我的名字无一次例外的被一窜长长的或许陌生、或许熟识的名字甩在身后，像是横放着的梯子上某一不知名的阶级，望着成绩和分数，对比自己心中那个被自己向往过无数次的目标，觉得好远好远……

但我必须成长，即使在孤独中成长，我也要学会坚强！

我渐渐明白了，孤独并不可怕，就如同今晚独坐在这深夜里，我可以独自思考，没人打扰，亦可欣赏这雨的赞歌，只是光亦比白天暗淡了些。孤独中我学会自强，我并不比别人差，只要我努力，只要我尽力。

孤独中，我知道应该帮助有困难的人，也不应该歧视每一个人。

我品味这孤独，正如呼吸蜡光下的夜气。

此刻灯再次亮了起来，雨和雷也停住了。

现在的我整天嘻嘻哈哈，是个活泼开朗的女孩。可你们不知道，小时候的我不是这样的，而是孤独的一个人。我喜欢一个人坐在角落里，喜欢一个人唱歌，一个人微笑，一个人躲在被子里哭泣……

因为这份孤独，我和别人有了一层厚厚的隔膜，导致我一个朋友也没有。一看到别人在我背后指指点点，我的心又黑暗几分。“哎哎，你看她，整天都一个人，还摆出一副清高的样子，都没人跟她玩，可怜兮兮的。”这样的我遭到了别人的讨厌，就连老师也不怎么喜欢我，因为我在班级中默默无闻。

直到上了四年级，一个叫陈静的同学改变了我。有一天，她突然走到我的面前，对我说：“你好，我叫陈静，我们交个朋友，好吗？”我抬头一看，她面带微笑，等我的答案呢。我犹豫了片刻，然后大声地说：“好！”她原以为我不会答应的，没想到我居然同意了。她惊讶之余，随即伸出了手：“我们拉钩。”“好。”我也立即伸出手。“拉钩上吊，一百年不许变！好了，我们以后就是好朋友了。”

从那以后，我开始让别人走进我的世界。我也试着主动与别人说话，主动与别人交往。有朋友的感觉真爽！烦恼时，我会跟她们述说；高兴时，我会跟她们分享；有疑问时，我会向她们请教；犹豫不决时，我会跟她们商量……因为友谊的滋润，我的生活充满了阳光。

从此，我不再孤独！

Man’s life is a process of growing up, actually I’m standing here is a growth. If a person’s life must constituted by various choices, then I grow up along with these choices. Once I hope I can study in a college in future, however that’s passed, as you know I come here, now I wonder what the future holds for me.

When I come to this school, I told to myself: this my near future, all starts here. Following I will learn to become a man, a integrated man, who has a fine body, can take on important task, has independent thought, an open mind, intensive thought, has the ability to judge right and wrong, has a perfect job.

Once my teacher said :” you are not sewing, you are stylist; never forget which you should lay out to people is your thought, not craft.” I will put my personality with my interest and ability into my study, during these process I will combine learning with doing. If I can achieve this “future”, I think that I really grow up. And I deeply believe kindred, good-fellowship and love will perfection and happy in the future.

Third, I have been standing at a fork mouth of life. Looking back, looking at the footprints of your own growth, it does mean something. Love is Xin Qijis "ugly girl", his first words as we age children from small to large portrait.

"The young do not sorrow taste". Childhood, from just remember to middle school, always feel carefree. Hungry, looking forward to dinner; thirsty, looking forward to drinking water; scared, looking forward to Mom coming; frightened, looking forward to Dads side. These, call it, or just show it with tears and cry, will be able to get satisfactory results. Childhood is so simple, and it is so real. A little bigger, become a teenager, looking forward to be praised by the teacher, looking forward to the applause of the students, looking forward to full marks. When I was praised, like psychological flow with honey; whenever there is out, it went to the jubilant mom and dad to show off a beam with joy. At that time, how simple and innocent.

Now, the childhood in my mind has become an eternal memory, the dream of the flower season is also like a distant landscape, childhood wind like, feel, but can not see, can not touch, there are countless ways of life before, I have to walk with heavy steps wandering. Just like the taste of sorrow now". So, what about the future? Is it to open up life or to enjoy life? Yue Feis sake, Gou hardships, let me dance, father chose the former; comfortable air conditioning, cola fun, crispy potato chips, the excitement of the game so I choose the latter. Both steady stand in the balance at both ends, not the severity of the conflict scale blocking my schedule. Secondary education in less than a year will end after nine years of baptism we have strong body, sucking countless knowledge in the motherland to defeat in the mighty wave crashing on a sandy shore,? No, can not, the process of growth is painful, "enjoy life" although intoxicating, but if our youth long drunk, do not laugh for people?

Therefore, in the face of growth, we must bravely overcome the idea of ease in mind, and open up a perfect life course.

Ive been grown up

When I helped my mom clean the room last night,she smiled and said,"youve grown up."

Ive been grown up,havent I?Its true that I can help my mom.On the one hand,I can get experience for doing housework.On the other hand,my mom can relax.So far,there has been white hair on her head.

Its true that I have become such a person that I do as many as possible to help my mom.

As the world gets more modernized, the distance between people is more far away. In the countryside, from door to door, people open their doors all the time, people that are belong to the same village are similar with each other. While in the city, though people live in the same floor, they never open their doors, so it is likely that they don’t know who is living next to them. As the communication gets less, more and more people feel lonely, some even get mad. To stay away from loneliness, people can talk to their friends often. People nowadays are under great pressure, they need to relieve their pressure, a good listener will help them to get easier. People can also come home often, to visit their parents, staying with family will bring them great comfort. Don’t let loneliness beat you, or you will live a hard life.

社会变得越现代化，人们之间的距离就越遥远。在乡村，每家每户的人都随时打开他们的房门，在同一条村子的人们彼此间熟悉。然而在城市，虽然人们住在同一个楼层，但是他们从来不打开房门，因此很有可能人们不知道住在他们隔壁的是什么人。交流变得越来越少，越来越多的人感到孤单，一些人甚至变得疯狂。为了远离孤独，人们可以经常和朋友聊天。如今人们面临很大的压力，他们需要释放压力，一个好的聆听者能让他们得到放松。人们也可以经常回家，看看父母，和家人在一起能给他们带来很大的安慰。不要让孤独打败你，不然你就会过得很痛苦。

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 cant stand so many words and so I dont want to let ears with parents that he didnt want to suffer said! However, I want to say, all every day to write in a book, and also is a diary. After writing, let oneself enjoy myself, to solve their things. Start going well, but I think my parents look very uncomfortable, I have a few things to deceive the (indeed, some of them are clearly dont want them.

That day, I come home from school, after finishing the homework, according to the conventional, get diary, suddenly, I discovered diary was moved, I suddenly fire emit three zhangs, want to know is they. I got out of the bedroom, loudly asked them whether seen my diary? They say that the legitimate instead of all know me, is their obligations.

I cant 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 dont 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.

自从时,成长的烦恼,结合许多投诉,让我这个话题好善良。辛弃疾曾经说过:“年轻不愁滋味”。也许他孩提时代无忧无虑,随着历史的不断发展,更多的麻烦,所有离开了我们。

当我长大时,我周围有很多的麻烦。在学校里,大多数的事情与父母谈论,不仅因为它们会说话,不是我说一个字,我的耳朵也受不了那么多话,所以我不想让耳朵与父母,他不想说!然而,我想说,每天写一本书,也是一个日记。写完,让自己享受自己,解决他们的事情。开始好了,但我认为我的父母看起来很不舒服,我有一些事情要欺骗(事实上,他们中的一些人显然不想让他们。

那一天,我放学回家,写完作业后,按照常规,日记,忽然,我发现日记本被移动,我突然火冒三丈,想知道的是他们。我走出卧室,大声问他们是否看到我的日记吗?他们说都知道的合法而不是我,是他们的义务。

我不能采取任何更多的,我只是想自己的一片蓝天,你们为什么这样自私的把它,是想知道我吗?我回到房间里,觉得自己没有什么,唉!为什么父母总想知道当我们长大了,我们不想让我们都有自己的想法,唉!太残忍了!

我们的生活充满了七色阳光,但即使在阳光下,也难免出现短暂的云。年轻,会有一些挥之不去的担忧。这些烦恼来自生活,来自学习,与学生沟通…然而,有担心并不可怕,关键是要正确的。从现在开始,让我们一起,消除忧虑,干净的成熟度有丰富多彩的梦想。

In our growth path, cant be smooth sailing, there will always be some troubles, as if the sky is dark clouds covered, I became enveloped in trouble

Remember when I was 6 years old, I was a carefree kid. Will only eat sleep and sleep after eat, is in addition to eat and sleep. But after I in the primary school, I have never had no trouble, but trouble is getting more

In school, the worry is to test and composition. Every time when I didnt get good grades, I will be unhappy. In the home, the worry is endorsed and assignments. With age growing up, back in the more and more, every time back, the language of words in the book is like moving elf, hovering around me, let me dizzy, homework is needless to say, have no more, more homework is like a mountain, pressed my breath, as if in the books, I cant escape out. But thats not all, every time I test is bad, because this home can I get the mother comfort, can backfire, mother was furious, also give me the sixth grade problem. Oh my god! In that way, I can quickly become a nerd!

In life growing up, there are a lot of joy, nor without trouble, with the passage of time, gradually also let me understand: but you have had a trouble of "attacks" that you are one step closer to success!

在我们成长的道路上，不可能一帆风顺，总会有一些烦恼，就好像天空被乌云罩住，我也被烦恼笼罩住了

记得在我6岁时，我还是一个无忧无虑的小屁孩。只会吃完睡，睡完吃，除了吃就是睡。可是我上了小学之后，我再也没有小时候那样没有烦恼，反而烦恼渐渐变多

在学校，烦恼就是考试和作文。每当我没有得到好成绩时，我就会闷闷不乐。在家里，烦恼就是背书和作业。随着年龄的长大，背的也越来越多，每当背的时候，语文书里的字就像会动的小精灵，在我四周转来转去，让我头晕眼花，作业就不用说了，已经多的不能再多了，作业就像一座山，把我压得喘不过气，好像在书堆里，使我逃不出去。可这还没完，每当我靠试考不好时，我本因为回家可以得到妈妈的安慰，可事与愿违，妈妈却大发雷霆，还把六年级的题给我做。天哪!在这样下去，我简直快变成书呆子了!

在人生成长的过程中，有许多欢乐，但也少不了烦恼，随着时光的流逝，渐渐也让我明白了：但你经历了一次烦恼的“袭击”那你离成功也更近一步!

今天，我觉得我很孤独，我真真正正地体会到了孤独的寒冷。

今天，下面吃酒，我的爸爸妈妈都收到了那泡酒老板的申请，所以说不得不下去帮忙了，大家都应该是知道的，吃酒，不是在馆子的话，那么就要人工的帮忙，来做饭，招待客人，吃酒之前，早上是自己在自己的家里煮饭吃了过后，就可以下去帮忙了，我每天就要把我姐姐的五年级下册书本拿出来，仔仔细细地看，我早上时，爸爸妈妈都还在，但是只要爸爸妈妈走了之后，你做完作业想要轻松休息一下，结果爸爸妈妈不在家，作业又完成了，即便在家里火炉烤着的，但是仍然有一种孤独的寒冷感。

这不，今天，爸爸妈妈都走了，我今天要看的那篇课文很长，但是仍被这感人的第15课，金色的鱼钩，但是做完了这些之后，你就会觉得这家里十分冷漠，爸爸妈妈在家里的时候，就感觉只有家里才是暖和的。大家是不是都有过这样的时候，在家里，去感到了意外的寒冷，而这种冷，只有爸爸妈妈们的爱，才是最温暖的。

我算是知道了，那些孤儿为什么说很寒冷，为什么说，我要爸爸和妈妈，我要家庭了。

Last week, our teacher gave us a task. We needed to interview some people

and collect different opinions. At first, I felt it a difficult task, because I

was such a shy person that I dared not to talk to strangers. In order to finish

the task, I cooperated with my classmates. They helped me to ask people for a

second, then I started to talk with them in a comfortable way. I felt much eased

soon and no longer felt shy. Now I get over my fear and become stronger. This is

the good sign of growing up. I am so thankful to my classmates. Without their

help, I wont go that far.