It’s coming to the end of the day. During this day, there must be some interesting experiences around you. It’s time to calm down and write a diary. I believe many people will find it difficult to keep a diary. Below are 9 growth diaries that I have collected and compiled. I hope they can help you. Growth Diary Part 1

Twelve years ago, a little girl went to France just after graduation and began a part-time study abroad life. Gradually, she discovered that the local bus and transportation system ticket offices are self-service, that is, you can buy your own tickets wherever you want according to your destination. The stations are almost all open, with no ticket gates and no Ticket inspector. There are even very few random checks.

She discovered this management loophole, or in her way of thinking, it was a loophole. With his own intelligence, he accurately estimated the probability that fare evasion would be detected as only about three ten thousandths. She was very proud of her discovery, and from then on, she often evaded fares and got on the bus. She also found a reason to comfort herself: she was still a poor student, so she could save whatever she could.

Four years later, the reputation of a prestigious university and her excellent academic performance gave her confidence. She began to frequently enter the doors of some multinational companies in Paris, and promoted herself with great ambition. But these companies were very enthusiastic at first, but after a few days, they all declined politely. The repeated failures made her angry. She believes that these companies must have racial discrimination and exclude foreigners. The last time, she rushed into the office of the human resources manager of a company and asked the manager to give a reasonable reason for not hiring her.

However, the ending was something she had not expected.

The following conversation is very interesting.

"Madam, we are not discriminating against you. On the contrary, we value you. When you come to apply for a job, we are very interested in your educational background and academic level. To be honest, from the work ability "Yes, you are the person we are looking for."

"Then why don't you accept the best talents from all over the world for your company?"

"Because we checked your credit record and found you. I have been punished three times for evading bus fares."

"I don't deny this. But for this trivial matter, you gave up a talent who has published many papers in journals?"

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"A small thing? We don't think it is a small thing. We noticed that the first time you evaded fares was in the first week after you came to our country. The inspector believed your explanation because you said you were still I'm not familiar with the self-service ticketing system, so I just gave you a replacement ticket. But after that, you evaded the fare twice."

"I didn't have any change in my pocket at that time."

"No, no, ma'am. I don't agree with your explanation. You are doubting my IQ. I believe you may have experienced fare evasion hundreds of times before being caught."

"That's okay. The crime is not punishable by death, right? Why are you so serious? "

"No, no, ma'am. This incident proves two points:

First, you don't respect it. Rules. You are good at discovering loopholes in rules and using them maliciously.

Second, you are not worthy of trust, and many of our company's tasks must be carried out because if you are responsible for something. For regional market development, the company will give you many powers. In order to save costs, we have no way to set up complex supervision agencies, just like our public transportation system, so we have no way to hire you, to be precise, in this. Country or even the entire European Union, you may not be able to find a company to hire you.”

Until this moment, she woke up from a dream and regretted it deeply.

However, what really shocked her was the last sentence mentioned by the other party: Morality can often make up for the shortcomings of wisdom, but wisdom can never fill the gap of morality. Growth Diary Part 2

I haven’t written any small words for a long time. My heart has always been too calm and I don’t know what to write.

A few days ago, a few old friends who I hadn’t seen in more than three years came to visit. I was very excited and lamented the speed of time. School life seemed to be just yesterday. Everything was in front of my eyes but so far away. And, I remembered a joking saying from the days related to youth: Yes, the beautiful childhood is gone forever. 3 years have made many things irreversible. 3 years ago we were wild and frivolous on campus, doing stupid things that made us blush and regret in retrospect just to create some inexplicable commotion. 3 years ago our parents were the last ones we didn’t admit but really existed. Harbor, 3 years ago I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night because of some so-called love. Three years is not too long, and it is not enough for us to forget each other and the bohemian past. Three years is not too short, it is enough for us to forget the vows we once made and our self-righteous ideals. In the past three years, the departure of friends, the departure of relatives, the youth of first love, and the social ups and downs have made us numb, sensitive, and deep. Three years ago, the most talked about person at the wine table was the future. Three years later, the most talked about person at the wine table was the past.

The world is too big, and the big one can prevent us from meeting many people in our lives after we leave campus. The world is too small, and the small one can allow us to meet again in this city that does not belong to us three years later. The first thing I felt when I met was surprise, and the second thing I felt was a hug. The friendship between men will never be like that between women and women who can't stop talking when they meet.

Changed, everyone has changed. When we were children, the best way to express our emotions was to play and live together all day long. When we grow up, we find that apart from material things, we can't find any other better way to express our emotions. Don't blame us for being secular, blame society for teaching us secularity. Ask them at the wine table: Do you regret that last time? What I got was a firm glass of wine, and I felt relieved all of a sudden. Every year when I go home during the Chinese New Year, I look through old photos. There are my childhood self, the girl I liked for the first time, and Class 64. Maybe many of them can no longer be named. I should feel happy, even though I My character has so many flaws, but I can get a lot of tolerance no matter where I am. A girl once asked me why I like to recall the past? In my opinion, the memories of the past are the best and most real. If I had to classify people’s personalities, I think I would be classified as nostalgic.

Human life is like a confusing mystery drama. Until the day of death, you will never be able to correctly evaluate any thing. Whether it is correct or not, there is a final conclusion. There is also the principle of cause and effect cycle. I think of the girl I once loved deeply. I don’t know where she is at this time, what kind of things she is doing, and whether she will still be with me now. Remember this song like this: every day of my life. Maybe, haha, it can only be maybe! Thought: Life is a beast, you either tame it or you are swallowed by it! Growth Diary Part 3

For a long time, the ancient and solemn gate of Normal University has been deeply hidden in my heart, and the love for Normal University seems to be part of my soul. In fact, the reason has not been explored, just because her history gives it beauty.

On the way from home to Guilin, I imagined the feeling of realizing my dream while standing in front of the teacher’s gate. When I set my feet on the beautiful land of Guilin, I felt a sense of tranquility and calmness that I had never experienced before - this is where I will work hard for four years, and this is where I will live for four years. Ignoring the fatigue of the journey, nostalgic for the landscape of Guilin, and feeling the simple folk customs, I got off the car and headed straight to the Wangcheng campus of the Normal University. She has been in my heart for so long, and I can finally get up close and personal with her. How can I not be excited!

The moment I passed through the city gate, a strong historical atmosphere surrounded me and made me stop in silence. This legendary place is so beautiful! Standing in the center of the city gate, I stopped quietly for a long time, listening to the beating of her historical pulse and breathing her breath with my heart. My soul, my love for Normal University, finally merged with Normal University at that moment: I am also a Normal University person!

The school has a profound cultural heritage, a long history of running schools, a unique school environment, and a cultural inheritance of famous teachers, which have accumulated a profound cultural heritage of the school! The cultural context here has been continued and passed down for more than 1,000 years. During the Southern Dynasties, the famous writer Yan Yanzhi opened "Reading Rock" under Duxiu Peak, where the Central Plains culture and the Lingnan culture met for the first time; in the Song Dynasty, Tieniu Temple was built here (renamed Dayuan Temple in the Yuan Dynasty); in the Ming Dynasty, it became Jingjiang Temple Wangfu, hence the name of the royal city; in the Qing Dynasty, it became the Gongyuan where Guangxi held provincial examinations. Since the founding of the school, a number of domestic and foreign celebrities, experts and scholars, including Yang Dongxun, Li Siguang, Hu Shi, and Chen Yinke, have gathered in the school to teach, study, and promote education. They have accumulated rich spiritual and cultural wealth for the school and written a chapter in the history of Normal University.

She has decorated this city with unparalleled landscapes with humanistic atmosphere, she has used the weight and strength of history to raise outstanding teachers, and she has accommodated the dreams of countless students with her broad mind.

In the noisy world, it is a piece of pure land that allows me to find the return of my soul.

It’s that simple, I love Normal University! Growth Diary Part 4

Walking under a withered and broken tree, looking at the scars on the tree, I felt a feeling spreading through me. Tell me that I have grown up and become like this.

I like to walk alone on campus, walking from one end of the road to the other, and then pick up petals from my memory, the bright ones and the sad ones, all scattered. So when I looked back, I saw that the road was covered with petals, some seemed to be floating in the wind and some were sinking. These flowers look beautiful because they always fall after experiencing trauma. Then look at the white clouds in the sky with the same posture. The white clouds seem to reflect the petals on the path, appearing and disappearing. Some people like to look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, but I like to look at a corner of the sky. It's not very mysterious.

When you get used to a person, you don’t want to change. Change requires a certain amount of courage. I like to write some weird things every day, and let my daily mood flow through my fingers. Sometimes when I get tired of writing, my fingers will feel a little painful and numb. So I started to look at the sky again and threw myself into my reverie. Suddenly I remembered that I used to love crying, and my face would burst into tears just watching TV, but now my tears are suddenly far away from me.

Zhang Ailing once said that some things become prose when written down. I don’t know if this counts. Someone once said something about growing up, but I forgot it, but I remember the person who said it, his name is Shakespeare. I don’t know if there is anything new in comparing growth to falling flowers. This was a word that suddenly popped up when I was walking under a tree.

When I walked alone on campus again, I never looked back, even though the fragrance of flowers spread all over the ground along the way; when I saw the petals falling again, I said to myself this Planting flowers and falling is called growth, because there is a kind of flower falling and it is called growth. Growth Diary Chapter 5

In the recently aired "Where Are You Dad?", every father of a cute baby played a role in the animation and played with his children in another way. Among these father-son relationships, I have to mention the behavior of the "silly white sweet" Prince Nuoyi when facing Sister Guanyin. The tenth-level scholar of Journey to the West, even if he saw the most bizarre Guanyin in history, he would still clasp his hands so piously. , Kneel down sincerely. And when asked if he would like to be a good boy, you would think that he would happily follow him, but he gave a 360-degree twist: I am afraid that after I go, I will never see my parents again. .

As Liu Ye said, children’s world should have fairy tales. From this, can you get a glimpse of what fairy tales mean to children?

1. Fantasy is not only the characteristic of children, but also the soul of fairy tales

Children aged 3 to 6 years old have animistic psychology, and they will endow many inanimate objects with fantasy. In life, toys are often used as partners for games and conversations. And when children enter the same fairy tale world full of fantasy art, they will immediately fall in love with all the spiritual flowers, plants, fish and insects here, and put themselves into this world, enjoying this world full of vitality and hope. beautiful world.

2. Fairy tales can enrich children’s emotions

Childhood is the best time to enrich children’s various feelings and emotions. Children at this time can experience them in fairy tales To joy, anger, sorrow, love, strength and bravery, kindness and evil, etc. In real life, we always hide many things from our children more or less for the sake of our children. If children want to develop healthily and comprehensively, they must understand these things. At this time, fairy tales will play a very good supplementary role. He can experience various simple and complex emotions in fairy tales, and the child's empathy will also be cultivated in fairy tales.

3. Some confrontations can only be resolved in fairy tales

Many people will object to stories with confrontations, wars, and bloody scenes, thinking that these are harmful to children. , but they don’t know that the protagonists of the confrontation also represent the objects of the children’s own inner struggles and contradictions. The winning side in the fairy tale represents the victory of a certain character in one's heart. Through this seemingly childish and simple symbolic process, children grow, gain courage and wisdom.

4. The cultivation of cognitive ability is inseparable from the power of fairy tales

Why do children like to listen to stories before going to bed? Why do children pester us and say all kinds of things? Because those stories can meet the needs of children's cognitive development, because in the interaction with their parents, children can safely experience things that will not happen around them and may encounter when they grow up; children can feel the freedom of the imagination In the world, those rich and colorful fantasy feelings.

Children who have fairy tales in their hearts are kind-hearted. Children of different ages should have stories unique to that age. We should not rush to instill so-called knowledge into children, and do not need to be afraid that children will fall into it. In fact, he uses stories more rationally than you do, and can distinguish between reality and fairy tale worlds freely. Growth Diary Part 6

This morning, I, Xiaobai and Sweetheart Tube ate Cube Man Brother: cocoa fruit fried rice made from cubes, small growing fruit juice, dragon fruit mixed with speed fruit. As soon as I finished eating, the sweet cone opened the curtains. Unexpectedly, the sun shone into the eyes of the pink star sister: Cocoa Bean who had just woken up. Cocoa Bean sister shouted: "Who turned on the light?" Sweetheart Tube said: "I didn't turn on the light, I just opened the curtains. What shines in your eyes is the sun." "Turn off the sun!" Cocoa Bean sister smiled. explain.

“Halo, Guan Taiyang, you’re laughing so hard.” Brother Cube said while laughing.

At this time, Xiaobai, who had not finished his meal, laughed so much that he spat out his rice when he heard that the sun was off.

"I'm back, elves, do you miss me?" "Xiaobai!!!! You made the house dirty again!!!! I punish you by cleaning the house 5 times!!" ! ” It turns out that Xiaobai almost spit his rice on Master Ziran who just came back. Master Ziran was very angry and punished Xiaobai to clean the house five times. Poor Xiaobai. Growth Diary Chapter 7

Winter is lonely. The earth was covered with thick quilts, and it was freezing cold. The tree outside the window, the ginkgo tree, was shivering from the cold and had no green color at all. I glanced at it contemptuously, hey, delicate ginkgo tree, you will freeze to death.

Time passed like this, leaving no trace and no sound. When the sun slants into the house and the warmth is thick, when the river freezes and ducks swim happily, spring comes quietly.

The tree outside the window, the ginkgo tree, has grown new leaves, tender and tender, like crystal emeralds, dazzlingly bright. I don't like this faint vitality, let alone only a few clusters. "Ugly tree," I said.

The days passed by inadvertently. When people took off their cotton-padded jackets and put on sweaters, spring came quietly with light steps. The leaves of the tree outside the window, the ginkgo tree, have fully grown. The dark green leaves block the sunlight and compete with each other to breathe in the wind and dew, forming small spots of light underground. A physics teacher once said that a small spot of light is a small sun. I began to admire the little sun with great interest. I am a happy boy with no worries or worries. I long to be the child of the sun. In particular, I have a soft spot for the sun.

When my friends exclaimed "Wow! Wow!", I felt the passing of spring. Oh, I am really an insensitive boy, and I don't even feel my favorite season. You are right. In my opinion, there is no essential difference between liking and disliking. I am really like a glass vase. I like everything only after the storm. I'm not refined, I just have more delicate emotions.

The withered yellow leaves suddenly turned into gold, twinkling under the sunlight. Oh! How like golden butterflies dancing!

The spring breeze blew by, scattering a few leaves. I bent down and picked up the prematurely fallen leaves. ah! I smell it, it's a simple smell, mixed with the smell of earth and air, this is a pure land! I'm excited! Ah, how beautiful this tree is! I don’t know how to describe it, and I can’t describe it. No words can describe my mood and the charm of the tree.

I stood under the tree, letting the breeze blow across my face. The leaves fell slowly and gently with the breeze, and with the soft light of the sunset, they formed a beautiful oil painting.

In the blink of an eye, winter has arrived, and it repeats itself as before, with only dead branches left on the ginkgo tree and a feeling of loneliness.

Ah, it turns out that the hard work of the ginkgo tree is to accumulate nutrients and leave the most beautiful moments, even if the final beauty is to fall.

I dare not stay in front of it. Because, I am afraid that I will burst into tears... Growth Diary Chapter 8

Looking for a warm embrace. Leaning on the railing, looking at the stars, letting my thoughts wander in the traces of the passing years, and dreaming in the dimly lit place. You appear there, radiant.

Once upon a time, you, the frosty man, sent a wanderer on his way. Even though there was no secret before leaving, you filled my luggage with good intentions. And I said nonchalantly: "Mom, don't bring some things if you don't need them! I'll buy them when I get to school! It's too heavy!" But when you heard this, you became anxious. Said: "Silly boy, how can the school be as good as the one at home!"

I laughed secretly at your pedantry.

"The things in school are relatively expensive, and the quality is not good. In school, you still have to spend money, but you should save some money when it is not necessary." Your words are serious and thoughtful. I There was no rebuttal.

Now I realize that my expenses in school are quite a lot. Your family is not rich, and your main income depends on the small orchard that you take care of. At this time, I felt an inexplicable sadness.

Usually, you can always eat the corn, peanuts, etc. that you give me at school. They have been specially processed by you and cannot be bought with money here. They taste unique and delicious. Rich people My classmates can only be envious. At this time, my heart felt sweet again.

After being silent for a long time, when the wandering soul returned to the body, I fixed my eyes on you again. The frost-stained temples and the flowing black hair lost their vivid color, and the young complexion became Aging, yellowing, wrinkles and spots at the corners of the eyes, full of vicissitudes of life. Time has left some traces on you, but who says time leaves no trace? Time cannot be spared. You dedicated your youth, the best time of your life, to labor, just for me. It's all my fault.

I remember that when I was a child, I had some minor illnesses and disasters, and you panicked, but always in the end, you gave me a hug to relieve the pain.

That’s good, that time.

That time, you took me to the orchard to prune the branches and leaves of the trees. You climbed to the treetops and left me playing on the ground. There were sweet peaches on the ground, exuding a strong fragrance. I sat there obediently and watched you in a trance, forgetting that I didn't eat the peach in my hand.

You lean your body on the branch of the tree, hold a vise in your right hand, and pull the branches and leaves of the tree with your left hand. Then open the vise, and with a "ding" sound, the branch is cut. Come down. Sometimes you sit in a tree, sometimes you stand, sometimes in this tree, sometimes in that tree. You always see countless movements and hear countless sounds in a day. At that time, when you were young, you were like a dancing angel. And I was just admiring it blankly under the tree.

When I was watching your serious movements and listening to the sweet voice, I suddenly felt a cold feeling on my hands. It seemed very comfortable in the hot weather at the time, but soon I felt It hurts.

When I came back to my senses, I discovered that a snake with a flat head was wrapped around my hand and was licking the peach. I suddenly shuddered and my whole body jumped up, but the snake was not shaken off. It fell off, got angry, bit me, and ran away. I cried in pain.

You understand, "Venomous snake!" The voice and body fell to the ground at the same time. You picked me up, held me in your arms, grabbed my hand, breathed in, breathed out, breathed out again. After repeating it a few times, the numbness and pain disappeared completely, and my heart changed from cold to warm.

When you took me home, I found that your lips were a little shriveled and your face was no longer so radiant. And I feel infinite happiness in your warm embrace.

Once upon a time, I wanted to leave you and come to Xiulin to pursue my dream. You and I said goodbye at the station. We said goodbye at the station when we left. You gave me a warm hug, and I was afraid that I would come back later. I am in your arms, with two lines of happy tears, reluctant to say goodbye.

My dream is here. The dream is in a dimly lit place, and you cannot be there without you. Growth Diary Chapter 9

Rain on Saturday, October 6

Ever since I left my mother in the land, I have been wandering around. As a little kid, I didn’t know where to go, but today I was attracted by people I soaked in the water. This was the first time in my life that I entered the water. Although the water was a little cold, it felt so good. I felt a little excited. I didn’t know what I would become. It's drizzling outside and the air is so fresh.

Sunny on Sunday, October 7th

The weather is really weird. It rained yesterday, but today it is a sunny day. The water is warmed by the sun. It is so comfortable. Come first. It's a freestyle. Hey, what's on my head? It seems like something is growing out. Maybe, there should be some hair on my bare forehead to decorate it! In the afternoon, the soft sunshine made me feel sleepy. It would be nice to have a cup of afternoon tea.

Monday, October 8, sunny

Today, my hair finally broke out. It was so cute, with thin white stems and two small green leaves on the top. , it feels weird, I always want to touch it and look at my own shadow in the water. Have I become beautiful? No one cares about me, so I can only enjoy myself.

Rain on Tuesday, October 9th

It’s another rainy day. Today I am an adult. The little buds are growing longer and longer. Every time I swim, I feel like a free baby. Just like the little mermaid, but she didn't meet the prince.

Wednesday, October 10 Rain

This season seems to be the rainy season, and it rains a lot. As I become an adult, my little buds are getting longer, which also means that I am getting older day by day. One day, my life will come to an end. I can’t help but feel a little sad, but looking at my cute long buds Braids, I feel much better again.

It was sunny on Thursday, October 11th

The sky was finally sunny, but my braid was not so shiny anymore. It didn’t grow much anymore. Looking at the blue sky, I had to Take the time to enjoy the little sunshine and swim around. Why do you get tired so quickly?

Friday, October 12th Rain

Although I soak in the water every day, my braids are withering day by day, and I know that my life has come to an end. Lying on my back in the water, looking at the drizzle outside, I was entranced. Thinking back to this short life for human beings, I have been here and I have no regrets. My eyelids slowly drooped, and I fell asleep in the beautiful rainy season.