孤独与成长英语作文(热门20篇)

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。

一个人的时间，总是那么漫长，那么连续，那么令人惴惴不安，又那么令人无限向往。

“莫愁前路无知己，天下谁人不识君。”人生在世，有一个知己就很不错了，再多一个自然要靠人上辈子修来的福分了。有知己甚好，但人不可能永远都活在大家伙的欢笑言谈中，总有那么一段时间，或是生命的某个瞬间，一种孤独寂寥之感便会涌上心头。

小时候我以为我是时间的大富翁，好像所有的东西都没有限制，我有那么多的小伙伴，每天晚上吃完晚饭就一溜烟跑到小伙伴家楼下，根本无需上门，只要在楼下大喊一声便会应声而下，那时候是最原始的方式也是最快捷的方式。而每到周末，我们总会跨上自己的自行车，成群结队的在大街上肆意横行，那时候感觉自己挺威风，就顺便组了一个兄弟团，记得那时候团里有规定，就说每个人的QQ个性签名都要是“弹指间，兄弟永远肩并肩。”那时的我们正是风华正茂，有点个性就想要张扬，有点情绪便想要发泄，觉得兄弟团永远不会分开。现在回想起来，只能说那时那个时代的烙印罢了。

到了小学毕业，才发现天下没有不散的筵席，于是大家伙收拾收拾行李马上就各奔东西了，相互讲着离别的伤感话语，懂得了人总得靠自己，别人即使靠得住，也很少有人能陪你走完剩下的路。

于是大家的联系渐渐变少了，只有那有些可笑的誓言还不时涌上脑海，我们开始长大，从初中到高中，不同的阶段，不同的朋友，你我之前从未谋面，但却在此时此刻此地，我们一同见证了一段成长的岁月，我们一同分享着自己的所见所闻，不知道这次的相遇，是重逢，还是刚刚开始。

最头疼的还是每每寒暑假放假回家，那些儿时在一起玩耍的伙伴，由于少有联系而渐渐疏远，每次我跨上自己的单车到人家店里时，总会由于内心的尴尬而不敢向前询问，最后只得落得一场空，这样的场景不知道会上演多少次，你可能会说我胆小，但这恰恰就是我越发长大后的内心，变得越发顾忌，变得有一层隔膜，不愿轻易给别人敞开心扉，可以说，这是我的成熟，也是我的落魄。

于是时间留给了我一个人，由我一个人去把握，我学会了坚强，学会了隐忍，学会了特殊时期特殊方式，学会了曲高和寡，学会了走孤胆英雄的道路，我想，不管那些所谓的学生时代的荒谬，我可以放慢脚步，抬起头来，看看这世界；低下头来，看看自己。时间沉淀了很多东西，安抚了悸动的心灵，很多东西自己也慢慢想通了，就不再感到疲惫，一个人的生活，那就随他去吧，轻装上阵，砥砺前行。

一个人，与孤独常伴，但却从未孤独。

“叮滴”时光回到19年10月份，那日艳阳高照，却始终快乐不起。挽着她的手，却早也没有了当初那种感觉。

从小就身在温馨、幸福的家中，每时每刻都有姐姐们的陪伴，谈不上孤独，也没有感受过孤独真正的感觉。

那天，或许对他人而言风平浪静，对我却如晴天霹雳。她告诉我以后有本事别再和他一起走，别再和她挽着手走。我很任性地回了一封信给他，就视我们不曾相识时，一次性将回忆抹空。

可世界便认为，世上成双成对最好不过了，排队排成两路纵队；两人一起洗漱；寝室双层床；座位两人一起……从最开始一说两个人一组，就立马蹦到他身边，到现在独自一人一组，也难怪我们班有41人。

看着体育课对打时，大家不亦乐乎，自己却像外人，无论如何也融入不进去。

望着天空，云彩被小鸟捉弄得欢喜极了。云儿，一会上，一会下，云彩却不得不四处躲藏。望着绿栏上，一只弱小的蜗牛正在尝试依然爬上“高峰”，满脸通红、咬牙切齿，不忘初心；望着小船上，两只麻雀互相簇拥，一唱一和，形成了天籁之音。

也是，从未感觉过的孤独也如此美妙。夜静了，人静了，心也静了。却正因如此，才能发现大自然的美好之处，舍去了一切原来的淘气，却意外收获。

我从来没有如此孤独过，但也从来没有收获、从来没有遇见、从未发现的一点一滴，其实这不叫孤独，而是换了一种陪伴你的方式。

No matter the day is how to spend endless， the sun always rises and falls，

flowers always bloom and wither， around heavy traffic is always fleeting， stand

at the time of the tail， we kept after the mist as ignorant of the future.

Too many people always sigh the cruelty of time and the helpless of growing

up。 In fact， growth is really a caterpillar into a butterfly process， always

undergo a metamorphosis of pain， you can better meet the chocolate as unknown

world。 All that let go or no one saw tears in a few years back， you can get

unexpected! The road of the future， whether rugged or smooth， requires you to go

and taste it alone.

Eileen Chang wrote an article about "road"， referring to the way of growth。

This road is a road that everyone must take。 Those who pass by advise the people

who are going this way not to choose the road， because it is so rough and long

that it is refuted： "since you can walk this way， how can I not go out?"。" Thus，

one after another people go through this road full of hardships， perhaps this is

the true meaning of growth。 Knowing that he might fall into it， he obstinately

persisted in his choice.

I think that the child will never grow up Peter Pam， who said he had no

regrets can not grow， we are always sad to miss the past endlessly all say

"dont grow up， never grow up， if you really can not grow up， you really dont

care? Every time there is a time of happiness。 In any case， we will grow up as

time goes by from the palm of the palm.

Growing up is like a mysterious fruit。 Some people resist it hysterically，

and some people cant wait to taste it。 But only when we grow up can we get more

and better world.

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!

成长中，我发生过很多事，但令我印象最深的事，只有一件事。那就是——骑自行车。

Ive had a lot of things in my life, but theres only one thing that impresses me the most. Thats -- riding a bike.

记得九岁那年，我们连的小朋友个个都有自行车，唯独我没有。我就耍赖，哇哇大哭，让妈妈给我买一个，妈妈没办法，只好答应了。

I remember nine years old, we even have children, all have bicycles, but I do not have. I would lie, crying, my mother to buy me a mother, no way, had promised.

第二天一早，我们准备起程，上香兰买自行车。突然，爸爸想起：我大姑家还有一辆我大姐小时候的自行车。于是对我妈说：“她大姑家还有一辆自行车呢！把那个自行车拿来骑吧！”

The second day early in the morning, we are ready to move on together to buy a bike. Suddenly, I think: my fathers aunt has a small bike when my sister. Then my mother said: "her aunt have a bike! Bring that bike and ride it!"

于是，我爸又上场部，把我大姐那辆自行车拿来了。

So my dad came into the Department and brought my older sisters bike.

拿回来了，应该骑了。

Take it back. Its time to ride.

我不会骑，我爸把我抱上座位，推着我走。我拧着身子骑，我起初不会控制把手，把手往哪歪，我就逆着它歪。

I cant ride. My dad took me to his seat and pushed me away. I twisted my body and rode. I didnt control my hand at first. It was crooked and I twisted against it.

到了一个大沟，把手往里歪，我往另一个方向歪。不料，我逆着它歪，却不好使，我差一点掉进沟里去了。幸好，有我爸爸在后面拉着车，我才庆幸没掉下去。真是大难不死，必有后福呀！

When I reached a big ditch, my hand tilted inward, and I twisted in the other direction. Unexpectedly, I twisted against it, but not so good, I almost fell into the ditch. Fortunately, my father pulled in the back and I was glad I didnt fall. It is the spoils, escape from death in a great catastrophe!

这就是我成长中的一件事，我想：要做成一件事不是很容易呀！

Thats one of the things I grew up with, and I thought, "its not easy to do one thing."!

孤独于我而言也许是遥远的，我有一个美满的家庭，有爱我的爸爸妈妈，何来孤独？是啊，何来孤独呢……

孤独——失败后的无助

人生起起落落，我的成绩也和过山车那样，忽高忽低。我明白即使我在成长的路上跌得遍体鳞伤，家人还是在身边不离不弃，安慰的语气中我却总是能听出话语后面淡淡的失落，我第一次感到孤独了，不是因为别人的指指点点，而是失败后的自责无助，那如一个大大的沼泽滩，我深陷其中，无法自拔，四处张望，回应我的也是强者的嘲讽。

孤独并不是别人的“指教”，不是爱的牺牲品，它是一种心灵枷锁的束缚，也是失败以后的茫然无助。

孤独——完美中的残缺

维纳斯是不完美的，她的残缺总让人不住的叹息，然而若她是完整的，是否会有人去欣赏她不完美的艺术？残缺的美？

我的生活虽不可说完美，但也可说是幸福的，但在这美丽的背后，仍会在某个时候感到孤独无助。身在福中不知福，我常常这样自嘲道，你有一个那样完美的爱，一个那么美满的家庭，你还奢求什么？

……

我不知道……

孤独——精神上的迷茫

含着糖，玩着电脑，耳机里重复放着一首歌，越来越精致的电脑游戏在开窗的的瞬间诱惑全无，一缕阳光透过玻璃溜了进来，也透过那厚厚的心房，潜入我的心田。

孤独的久了，那一束阳光何其珍贵，心中的荒原也一点一点被洒满种子，那焕发的新绿啊，也不过是干涸的的心灵丝丝慰藉。

阳光太烈会刺眼，黑暗中的点点孤独也被一点点驱散，阳光穿过黑暗，而孤独则在夹缝中求生。也许在某一天，某一时，某一刻，它会重现，别担心，那便是你的成长，你的人生……

孤独+成长=人生。

When we were children, we often say that I want to grow up, or I want to be

an adult. As children, we cannot do many things, while after we grow up, we can.

However, we often complain that I don’t want to grow up when we become adults

actually.

Firstly, growing up means more responsibilities. We should make a living by

ourselves or we should support our parents when they can’t earn enough money to

make a living.

Econdly, after graduation, we need to work instead of accomplishing

nothing. We should have a target and work for it, so we have pressure on

jobs.

Every coin has two sides. Grow up can also broaden our horizon, offer us an

opportunity to know more about our world, love and protect the important person

in our life. Don’t be afraid of growing up, just be a better person and enjoy

our life.

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.

In the process of our growth, there are many joys and sorrows. In this process, our children must also have a lot of trouble. Today, I also talk about some of his own troubles.

I remember on August 15, my classmates and I go to play drift, drift at the sight of the leisure I just boring, so I want to play drift, sergeant sergeant but drift is more than 16 years of age to play, so I have trouble: why kids cant play you want to play. Also, every time I go swimming, will be within the line of sight of adult activities, otherwise, let parents worry! If I were an adult, I can swim in the pool free, in the pool for a few minutes more, this has been my hope. And my first worry is: why cant children.

Sometimes, my family and I go to the supermarket to buy things, buy too much, my parents let me take a little help, but I havent go home, it is not enough strength, in the panting, stop-go, dead tired! When I went to skating, encountered a small hill, is being afraid to slipping, afraid to fall injury. After a year, I am just a little bold, slowly slide down. If I were a adult, I can help carry more things home; I can slide down without hesitation. This is my second third worry: strength, courage small.

The three worry is I grew up the biggest worry. However, these a few troubles will slowly disappear, along with the growth so I have to wait.

在我们的成长过程中，有许多喜怒哀乐。在这个过程中，我们小朋友肯定也有许多烦恼。今天，我也来讲讲自己的一些烦恼。

我记得在8月15日，我和同学去玩漂流，一看到那个休闲漂我就没劲，所以我想玩军士漂，可是军士漂要16周岁以上才能玩，因此我有了烦恼：小朋友为什么就不可以玩自己想玩的。还有，每次我去游泳，都要在大人的视线以内活动，要不然，就要让爸妈担心!如果我是大人，我就可以在泳池里自由游泳，在泳池里多待几分钟，这是我一直希望的。而我的第一个烦恼就是：小朋友为什么就不能活动自如。

有些时候，我和家人去超市买东西，买的太多了，父母就让我帮忙拿一点儿，可是我还没走到家门口，力气就不足了，在那气喘吁吁，走走停停，累死了!我去轮滑时，遇到一个小下坡，就死命不敢往下滑，生怕摔倒受伤。过了一年，我才慢慢胆大了点，往下滑了。如果我是大人，我就可以多帮忙拎些东西回家;我就可以毫不犹豫地往下滑了。这就是我第二第三个烦恼：力气小、胆子小。

这三个烦恼就是我成长过程中最大的烦恼。不过，这几个烦恼会随着成长慢慢消失，所以我必须耐心等待。

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。

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。

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。

In the process of growth, we are happy, also worry, want happiness is very easy, trouble is only between a read, can we still find it hard to get rid of trouble. Our life is full of the seven colors, however, even when the sun shines, also hard to avoid appear short of clouds.

The hour hou, spring, summer, autumn and winter have lasting appeal. Spring flowers, can see when I fly kites in the square shed happy perspiration; Xia Lichan song, when I can see on the swimming colorful spray splashing around; Autumn maple, flying can path that was covered in red maple saw me jumping figure; When the wind howling winter, can see happy smile on my face in the garden. With the warm winter sun all around.

As time flies, I gradually grew up, the four seasons is still the same color, but not the past, as are all the same, as if every day doing the same thing - get up, go to school, go to sleep.

Weekend, no longer belongs to yourself, all kinds of cram school behind. Life, the less laughter, less happy, the more trouble, the more disappointed.

When the spring flowers, no more time to enjoy, see the kite, there is a puzzling of sadness, I carry a heavy bag on my way to school; In Xia Lichan wong, hot air was full of the whole sky, sweat instead of the tears shed, in the hot summer season, Im suffocating, laugh as if in the swimming pool is only a dream, sometimes find cicadas scream is also a kind of ridicule; Autumn maple flying, did not have the foot on the maple leaf is ringing sound, road is quiet, occasionally wind help, let me think maybe ringing sound just fantastical imagination; The wind howling winter, did not have the warm sunshine, only the gloomy sky and bone-chilling winds, bare branches like old witch long hands outside the window, I can only put down the bag, struggling in the crowd, its raining, who is crying?

在成长的过程中，我们快乐过，也烦恼过，想快乐很容易，烦恼只不过是一念之间，可我们仍然很难摆脱烦恼的纠葛。我们的生活确实充满了七色阳光，然而，即便是在阳光普照的时候，也难免出现短暂的阴云。

小时侯，春夏秋冬各有韵味。春暖花开时，能看见我在广场上放风筝时流下的快乐的汗水;夏立蝉鸣时，能看见我在游泳时身旁溅起的缤纷的水花;秋枫飞落时，能在铺满红枫的小路上瞧见我蹦跳的身影;冬风呼啸时，能在花园里瞧见我脸上愉快的微笑。四周都洒下了冬日暖暖的阳光。

随着时间的飞逝，我渐渐长大了，四季还是一样的颜色，却没有了昔日的韵味，好像都是一个样，每天仿佛都在做同一件事——起床、上学、睡觉。

周末，不再属于自己，各类补习班紧跟在后面。生活中，少了一些欢笑，少了一些快乐，多了一些烦恼，多了一些惆怅。

当春暖花开时，不再有时间去欣赏，看到满天的风筝，有种莫名其妙的悲伤，我背着沉甸甸的书包走在上学的路上;在夏立蝉鸣时，闷热的空气布满了整个天空，汗水代替眼泪不断流下，在炎热的夏日季，我快要窒息，游泳池里的欢笑仿佛只是一个梦境，有时觉得蝉的嘶鸣也是一种嘲笑;秋枫飞落时，没有了脚踩在枫叶上清脆的声响，小路上静静的，偶尔风扶过，让我觉得也许清脆的声响只是天马行空的想象;冬风呼啸时，没有了暖暖的阳光，只有阴沉的天空和刺骨的寒风，窗外光秃秃的树枝像老巫婆长长的手，我只能放下书包，在题海中苦苦挣扎，下雨了，是谁在哭泣呢?

起风时，她站在风口闭上眼睛，努力听清风里有没有父母回家的脚步。

——题记

春节将至，大街上热闹非凡。家家户户张灯结彩，连两旁的路灯上都挂起了灯笼。远方传来的鞭炮声，撩拨着我们的心弦。学校还未放假，我们便早已归心似箭。老师这些天也格外宽容，极少批评违纪的学生。神州大地处处洋溢着年的气息！

她很早就跟我说过，今年过年，她的父母总算有时间从外地赶回家了。那天我看见她捧着电话，笑的很甜。

她是个很乖巧的女孩，从小跟着奶奶生活，父母外出打工，这次已经有两三年没回来了。她想用优异的成绩留住她的父母，或是故意考差，换得他们的关心与问候，可惜都无济于事。她说今年他们回来后，她一定要拉住他们的手，绝对不让他们离开。

看着眼前这个坚强懂事的女孩，我由衷地祝愿她能在父母的陪伴下，茁壮成长。

过年的气息越来越浓，鞭炮声终日响个不停，打工的人们纷纷踏上回家的列车。临近放假，她却跑到我们班上来找我，眼里噙满了泪。

我急切地向她询问原因，她抽泣着说她妈妈打电话过来，今年她的父母可能又不能回来了。

寒风吹乱了她的短发，她眨着红肿的双眼，泪水早已夺眶而出，她说她只是想要一个完整的家，只是想一家人一起吃一顿年夜饭，只是想他们多陪陪她，不要让每个学期的家长会只有她一人，不要让成长手册的“家长意见”一栏一直空着……

我默默替她捋顺凌乱的发丝，想安慰些什么，却发现无从开口。一直以为留守儿童是个陌生而遥远的词，殊不知，原来它就在我身边。

有一种爱叫等待，有一种痛叫孤单。如果可以，我真想把我的父母借给她，让她的童年不再孤独！

想起这周返校前，我还和母亲吵了一架。原因十分可笑，不过是因为我拒绝洗碗……这个年纪的我们，总认为父母很烦，总想着闹“独立”，可是这世界上还有成千上万与我们年龄相仿的孩子，却多么奢望父母能多多陪伴他们……

托清风越过一座山的距离，就托夜，在枕头上编织团聚的美梦。

多少个不眠之夜，她是一个孤独的守望者。守着自己小小的心愿，在斑驳的泪眼中，南望父母又一年。

再不回来，她就长大了……

一天，妈妈让我一个人坐公交车去爸爸的厂里陪妹妹玩。

One day, my mother asked me to take a bus to my fathers factory and play with my sister.

今天我一大早就穿好衣服，吃好早饭，等在了公交车站。这时我看见601公交车向这儿奔驰而来，就像呼啸的动车般迅速。我刚刚进门，就看准一个位置。于是，我就坐了上去。心想：我的运气实在太好了，刚刚上车就看到了一个座位。又到了一个车站，一大堆人走了进来，就像蜂拥而至般拥挤。其中有一位老奶奶扶着拐杖向前走来，她走到我的面前停下来，拉住上面的扶把。路上，由于路面凹凸不平，车子不停地摇晃，站都快站不稳了。于是，我站起来对老奶奶说：“老奶奶你坐吧！”“谢谢你，小朋友。”老奶奶说着便坐了下来。这时，我听见报道车站了，我便跟老奶奶说了声“再见，我下车了。”

Today, I got dressed early in the morning and had a good breakfast and waited at the bus stop. Then I saw the 601 bus coming here, like a roaring car. I had just entered the door and found a spot. So I sat down. Thinking: "my luck is really good, just got on the train and saw a seat.". At the station again, a large crowd came in, crowding in like a crowd. One of the old ladies came along with a stick. She came up to me and stopped and pulled up the handle. On the road, because of the uneven surface of the road, the car kept shaking, and the station is almost unstable. So I stood up and said to my grandmother, "sit there, granny."!" "Thank you, little boy."." The old woman said, and sat down. Then I heard the bus stop and I said "Bye" to my grandmother. I got off the bus."

啊！帮助别人，真是一件让人开心的事啊！

Ah! Helping others is a real pleasure!

天使是美丽的，是我幻想的，因为天使不会让我独自孤独，所以我等待天使的来临。

——题记

也许孤独是我的唯一伙伴，我习惯生气时体会孤独。因为我没有真正的朋友，并不是不想交，只是觉得多数朋友表面和你很好，可那只是一层华丽的外衣，这层外衣将我们相隔，谁也不想先脱去，所以我一直孤独着，孤独着。我不习惯哭泣，不是不想哭，只觉得快乐地假装地笑可以使人暂时忘掉一些烦恼。哭，只会在伤心的泥潭中越陷越深。

有人说我很开朗，可谁也不知道我心中有一片长满野草而又荒芜的地方。自己很想把草拔掉，可我是那么的无力，在一次又一次地努力后放弃了。

羡慕！我羡慕书中所说的很铁的友谊，羡慕主人公在孤独时有人慰藉。羡慕，只是羡慕，有用吗？没有！哼！羡慕别人吧！孤独的人！羡慕别人，在他人的生活中生活，或许会给你带来一死可怜的慰藉！

生活！无论我怎样伤心，来往的行人也不会停下他们的脚步轻轻瞥我一眼，抱怨生活，只是抱怨，，有什么用吗？没有！哼！嘲笑自己吧！孤独的人！体会着孤独，伤心地生活，乞求别人目光地生活！

为什么？为什么！我为什么会孤独！我其实真的不想孤独！不愿孤独！如果我可以扔掉孤独，我会不惜一切！

我幻想，幻想在痛哭是有人会轻轻地拍我的肩膀，幻想在受伤时有人担心我，幻想在快乐时有人陪我一起傻笑。幻想有一天不会孤独，哪怕只是一瞬间。现在的我已学会自我慰藉，我安慰自己幻想有一天会成为现实。

谁知道，在孤独的天地中是否有一位天使挥动着翅膀来到我面前。友谊对我来说，恩。有陌生的词。也许在创网中我会遇到自己的天使，平凡的我，孤独的我正静静地等待天使来临。

后记：谢谢大家看完全文，我希望并肯定会等到天使来临。

In the matter of courage we all have our limits. There never was a hero who did not have his bounds. I suppose it may be said of Nelson and all the others whose courage has been advertised that there came times in their lives when their bravery knew it had come to its limit.

I have found mine a good many times. Sometimes this was expected--often it was unexpected. I know a man who is not afraid to sleep with a rattle-snake, but you could not get him to sleep with a safety-razor.

I never had the courage to talk across a long, narrow room. I should be at the end of the room facing all the audience. If I attempt to talk across a room I find myself turning this way and that, and thus at alternate periods I have part of the audience behind me. You ought never to have any part of the audience behind you; you never can tell what they are going to do.

How times flies! Now I am a student in Grade Nine and facing the first turning point in my school life. This title “Growing pains and gains” reminds me of the meaningful school life. The colourful life is full of my happineand sorrows.

In school, I have to take a lot of lessons. Some are interesting while some are boring. But it’s the responsibility of the students to learn them all well. I have to try my best. During my growing time, a lot of trouble worried me. That’s awful and makes me blue.

Although I met with a lot of failure, I still have a lot of gains. I can make a pricelefriendship. I can learn a large number of useful things---to be kind, friendly to others, to be confident and independent and so on.

孤独中的成长时间匆匆，转眼间我工作已经一年有余，那个拉着行李箱迷茫的站在机场的孤单背影似乎只在昨天，但昨天已经过去。

昨天，我还在路上。我是一个独居羊城的龙城人！

广州的繁华与喧嚣让我眼花缭乱、兴奋不已。在我的大脑中，这个大城市的霓虹仿佛完全掩盖了我那个弥漫着乡土气息的故乡。但是，每到深夜我冷静下来的时候，一种可怕的孤独感就会紧紧的围绕着我。就连这个繁忙的都市也无暇顾及我的酸楚。

今天，我还在路上。我就是那个独居羊城的龙城人！

广州的大街小巷依然那么忙碌，我却不再那么孤单。当孤独袭来，没有急着逃避，而是试着和孤独的心进行对话，在安静中探寻自己的内心深处，那些 从不曾深入了解的角落。

明天，不知道我会在哪里。我希望自己能够像向日葵一样，每天期待着太阳出来的时刻，那时终于可以追逐阳光，摆脱黑暗，终于可以享受温暖，驱赶寒冷。当我们能够期待明天，笑着面对一天的开始时，就已经战胜了那个想要逃避生活的自己了。新的一天开始，我们就要用最灿烂的笑容来面对；一天结束的时候，我们就要沉下心来反省总结这一天自己的表现，给自己订下目标和计划，然后闭上眼睛期待明天的到来。

孤独将我身边的空气抽离，我在略带一丝惆怅的秋风中孤独的成长。孤独将我从坎坷中带出，又将我抛入深渊，孤独渐渐地成了与父母间的无言。

凌晨，在一片氤氲之中我带着一身疲惫回家，家中依旧灯火通明，我带着一丝愧意从那片灯红酒绿的闹市中走出来。脸上挂着苍白和无力。面对父母的责问我似早已麻木，家中渐渐有了漏风的感觉，为什么如此的陌生，我感到了前所未有的迷茫和惶恐。我又再次的走进了那个闹市的怀抱，恍惚之间怎么在这里找到了熟悉的感觉?

天边泛出微微的白光，但我有觉得一片孤独的漆黑，后来，孤独成了与老师间的无奈。

晌午，我手中紧紧地攥着一张卷子两眼盈盈，泪水在眼眶中打转。办公室是老师刺耳的责骂，我再也忍不住了，委屈再也按捺不住，我摔门而出，留下的是老师的阵阵叹息，上课时我也假装托腮思考，袖子里藏着绕了一圈又一圈的耳机线，老师的喝斥，我当作听不见，她忍无可忍将我赶出门外，我大声反抗声泪俱下，引来的只是她无奈的叹息和摇头，我觉得是这么的孤独和迷惘，我觉她根本不懂我，现在，孤独成了一个人的夜晚。

冷空气包围了残破不堪的小楼，小楼好似摇摇欲坠，我被寒夜用茧缚住，孤独的人不会惧怕寒冷的夜晚，这样的夜是给可怜人所准备的，而我心中早已被填满。

小楼里那点微弱的光，仿佛照亮了我与前方的荆棘之路。

夜上高楼，望尽天涯路……

孤独是我的伴侣，我走上了一条比记忆还要长的路，陪伴我的是朝圣者般的孤独!