In life, work and study, everyone has the experience of writing essays, so they are very familiar with them. According to different genres, essays can be divided into narrative essays, expository essays, practical essays and argumentative essays. Do you know how to write a good essay? The following is my autobiographical composition that I have collected for everyone. It is for reference only. Let’s take a look. My autobiographical composition 1
I am a middle school student in Huludao City, Liaoning Province. Born on November 6, 19xx in a family that was not wealthy. We are a family of four, and I have a sister. My father’s surname is Liu and my mother’s surname is Jin. So my sister and I both have gold letters in our names.
My mother said that when I was a baby, I was very smart. cute. Chubby. I learned to walk when I was nine months old and talked when I was one year old. But he wasn't very clear, he just made a few babbling words. Mom said, the first words I said were, dad-dad.
In the blink of an eye, Father Time brought me from infancy to early childhood.
When I was a child, I started to go to kindergarten, but I seemed to be unwilling to go to kindergarten. On weekends, my sister taught me to write, and I wrote an article every day. I always finished it in a while, sister. Say I'm smart.
In this way, Father Time ended my childhood again and took me into a new period - childhood.
When I was a child, I went to elementary school. Spend time with teachers and classmates every day. When I came back from school, my mother tested me on what I learned today. And my sister also left home and entered high school. I can only come back four or five days a month.
Another six years later, I went to junior high school. I left the life of primary school, teachers and classmates, and entered the life of junior high school, where I met new teachers and classmates.
Now I am 15 years old. 15 years of personal experience have gradually made me sensible. I am no longer playful, and I will never complain about the amount of homework, because no matter how much pressure I have, I have learned to squeeze out time like a sponge. I no longer have to worry about my parents because I have grown up. In the future life, I will work harder and I will surpass my sister. My autobiographical composition 2
On May 17, 20xx, with a cry of "wow", a cute little baby came into this colorful world. From then on, I had a small world on the big stage of life.
I started to enter the early childhood learning stage at the age of three. At that time, I entered kindergarten for the first time. I was happy and scared at the same time. I was happy that I could go to school, but I was afraid that I would not know anyone here. When I heard that my mother was going to leave me there alone, I cried, fussed, and pestered her not to let her go. My mother had no choice but to lie to me and say that she was waiting for me at the entrance of the kindergarten. The whole morning, I didn't listen to the class at all because I was looking forward to getting out of school soon so that I could see my mother. School was finally over, and I excitedly looked out the window. I didn’t see my mother, and I burst into tears again...Compared to now, I really disliked going to school then, but now the only happiness is in school. spent in.
In the blink of an eye, I changed from the annoying little girl who didn’t like going to school to the young lady who loves going to school and is now sensible. When I was in fourth grade, I didn't know why, but I especially liked reading books. I remember one time, my mother asked me to go to the kitchen and look at the pot. I was reading a book at the time, so I casually agreed. I walked into the kitchen, found a stool and sat down, and started reading with gusto. Suddenly, my mother in the bedroom seemed to smell something and shouted: "What does this smell like!" When I came to the kitchen, I saw that the rice was burnt. , my mother yelled at me loudly: "My child, what are you doing? You don't even know if the rice is burnt!" I hesitated for a long time: "I...I...I don't know...know!" My mother listened and completely Speechless.
Up to now, I still have not made any progress at all. Because my handwriting was already very bad, for this reason, the teacher specially criticized me: "Tong Jieyu, look at your current handwriting, and compare it with Yan Han's, it's really far behind!" I lowered my head in frustration! head.
I have many dreams, but they all require my efforts to complete. I believe that with my efforts and the help of my teachers and parents, I will definitely accomplish those difficult dreams. My Autobiographical Composition 3
I am Fan Yuchen, fifteen years old, born in 2005 in Dali Bai Autonomous Prefecture, Yunnan Province. My nickname is Yazhuo. As the name suggests, my parents hope that I will be elegant and outstanding in the future.
My appearance is average, not outstanding, but I have a handsome short hair that always makes people affectionately call me "young man". There are five people in the family, my parents, me, my sister and my sister. My sister has loved reading since she was a child, and she can be said to "know astronomy at the top and geography at the bottom"; the younger sister has attended Chinese school since she was a child and read books by sages. Now she can memorize "The Great Learning", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "The Thousand-Character Classic" and "The Three-Character Classic" proficiently. Next, he can be called "profound" among his peers.
I tend to be active and have loved football since I was a child. Because of my talent, I joined the school team to train in the third grade of elementary school. From then on, I was out of control... I started to serve as the captain of the school team in the fourth grade and played in various fields. We have achieved remarkable results in various competitions, including "District Governor's Cup Champion, Mayor's Cup Champion, President's Cup Divisional Competition Runner-up, U15 Runner-up", "Top Scorer", "Excellent Athlete", etc., all of which I am very proud of.
In terms of learning, it can be said that I stand out from the crowd in elementary school. When I enter junior high school, I stand out from the crowd in an instant! I have always had a special liking for mathematics, and I am most willing to learn. I like to see new types of questions and study them carefully. My scores in other subjects are considered average. The overall performance can be a little bit above the middle grade level. In my current football team, my average results are actually the envy of my teammates. The coach often reminds me: "You must not fall behind in your studies! You must work harder."
I talk a lot and feel that I am a talkative person. Sometimes sweet words are very pleasing, but most of the time gossip is seriously disliked. This problem is difficult to get rid of. But class rules cannot be violated, so speak openly when you should speak, and don't say a word when you shouldn't. Tie the rules internally in your heart and externalize them in your actions.
I have a high level of understanding and can learn quickly anything I am interested in. Table tennis and badminton skills are all learned from others. After a long time, you will know a thing or two after playing a dozen, and you can be regarded as an "amateur player".
I was lucky enough to meet a good teacher and friend, Mother Liang, who often encouraged me: "Walking on two legs, try to get into the No. 1 middle school with cultural courses"! Therefore, I will work twice as hard on my studies in the future! Come on Fan Yuchen! Wan My Autobiography Composition 4
It has been almost twelve years since I came to this world. I grew up slowly in the warm atmosphere of my family, from a naive child to a well-behaved and naughty young girl.
I heard my mother say that when I was a baby, I was chubby and very smart. I could talk when I was nine months old, which made my mother happy; I would learn to walk and waddle when I was ten months old. I was swaying around but wouldn't let me hold me up. I once fell off the bed and still have a bruise on my head. My grandma said that I have been very polite since I was four years old and would call out to people I met on the street.
In the blink of an eye, I should go to kindergarten. But I was not interested in kindergarten. When my mother sent me there, I seemed very reluctant. After school, my mother came to pick me up and saw me crying and said, "What's wrong with you?" I said I couldn't make friends. My mother encouraged me and said, "It's okay. I'll make friends in two days."
After entering the sixth grade, I gradually became more sensible. I stopped being playful and started practicing calligraphy. , became the calligraphy class monitor, and liked to publish my diaries and compositions online; I no longer complained about the amount of homework, I learned to turn pressure into motivation, and learned to squeeze out time like a sponge. When encountering difficulties, I always think : I was able to overcome difficulties and write a diary when I was a child. Can I not overcome this small difficulty now? It is this belief that always supports me and makes me stand up bravely.
Compared with me when I was young, I have indeed made progress, but the road of life is tortuous and long, and there is no limit to the sea of ??learning. There are still many things I don’t understand. I think: as long as I have lofty ideals and carry with me If you continue to work hard with the will and courage, you will be able to enter the palace of success.
My autobiographical composition 5
On October 1, 20xx, I was born in a certain hospital. My father named me Yan Tao. He hoped that I would run like a surging river and get through every difficulty smoothly. However, this name is sometimes mistaken by others for a man's name.
I vaguely remember that when I was in the second grade of elementary school, I was very naughty. I was often criticized by teachers and scolded by my parents. I often hide under the quilt and cry. I feel very sad and lonely, no one understands me.
When I was in sixth grade, my head teacher was a very strict male teacher. At that time, I was very scared of him. Every time I take his class, I just keep my head down and remain silent. Once, the teacher asked me to answer a math question, but I couldn't answer it. The teacher said sarcastically: "Ah! You can't even answer such an easy question. Are you embarrassed?" He said, which made me blush. After sitting down, I lowered my head again, tears flowing down uncontrollably, wetting the thin homework book. I feel very uncomfortable inside. Some classmates were still making sarcastic remarks in my ears. At that time I really wanted to hit them. But reason tells me that this is not the right thing to do. Doing so will not only lead to criticism from the teacher, but will also be spurned by classmates. After class, unexpectedly, several girls gathered around me, comforting me not to cry, and some even forced me to go out to play. Being with a group of kind-hearted girls, my sadness disappeared very quickly. It turns out that having friends is a very happy thing.
Now, I am in eighth grade. It seems that time is urging me to grow up, and now I seem to know the importance of learning. I gradually fell in love with Chinese and English. Among them, I was most interested in Chinese. The teachers who teach Chinese and English are young and very approachable. I like them very much. I fell in love with this subject because I liked a teacher. In fact, I was not interested in English before. But this English teacher seemed to have a magical power that triggered my love for English. Although my English score is not very good, but with this enthusiasm, I believe that I will definitely impress myself in the near future.
At present, I have also set the ultimate goal for myself: to be admitted to the ideal high school! My Autobiography Essay 6
I am not handsome. I have short, shiny black hair on my round head. He has a round face with rosy cheeks, a pair of not too big and not too small but bright eyes, a pair of eyebrows that are not too thick and black, a nose that is not high but not big but very upright, and two big ears. Old people say that with my big head and fat ears, I will definitely be a lucky person. I am a cheerful but sometimes very introverted boy. My classmates often call me Ma Zai.
I remember that when I first arrived in kindergarten, I was very timid and cried non-stop as soon as I went there. Later, I became bolder and beat and jumped in the kindergarten. Once we put a lot of fruit on the plate. The tricks were given to the teachers to taste. Some teachers were so sweet that they smiled, but some were so sour that they blinked. Another time, a friend and I used colored pens to scribble on our mouths. When the teacher scolded us, I was so embarrassed that I hid behind him.
From first to third grade, my academic scores were above 90 points. However, in the fourth grade, I was addicted to computer games and my academic performance suddenly dropped to the bottom. In the sixth grade, my father limited my time to play computer and my academic performance was poor. Only then did things get better. First, my score reached 80 points or above, and I could write essays. I no longer had to ask my parents to teach me.
Once I was playing chess with some friends. At first I followed whatever he moved, but he defeated me before I even noticed. In the second game, I stopped playing chess. Every move I made was carefully considered. I fought with him to the death. In the end, he had already defeated my army, but he wanted to finish all my chess pieces. As a result, I I used my only cart and horse to turn defeat into victory. He refused to accept it and fought with me again, but I still won with my weird energy skills. So I bet with the winner on the other side and I got the master. Within two minutes, I was defeated. Later, I met another friend and I bet with him. I was able to match my skills. To others, it was a piece of cake. Within a minute, I failed miserably. I will definitely practice my chess strategy well in the future to take revenge on me.
This is me, a cute boy with a dual personality.
My Autobiography Essay 7
I have had a sense of fear since I was a child! That’s because my parents have been working since I was a child... I remember a few things from my childhood that are still on the walls of my blurred memory...
"Rumble! Rumble! Wow - it was pouring down suddenly. The whole village turned into a drowned rat. I quickly ran to my grandfather and hugged him. My grandfather held me in his arms and said kindly to me: "Yuanyuan, be good! do not be afraid. "Wu-wu-Grandpa, I'm afraid!" Mother! "Wu——" "Don't be afraid, you still have a long way to go." "Ahem..." The lights went out! After calming down, I heard grandpa coughing! "Grandpa hasn't taken the medicine yet, so don't talk about our food!"
I carefully groped my way and brought grandpa medicine and water. Later, I made another bowl of noodles - instant noodles! Then I lit the wax again! My grandfather and I ate the half-cooked noodles in the dim candlelight. But we enjoyed it then! For this reason, my father who was out of town also had a quarrel with my mother who was working at home.
Since my grandfather went to live with my uncle and uncle, I have "moved" - living with my neighbor's eldest sister.
At that time, in order to please my sister, I often helped her with small things in life!
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Gradually, I grew up and understood many things. “This is not a permanent place.” I thought to myself. Finally, one day I told my mother what I thought...
Then my mother bought a lot of gifts for others. Things are getting better, but I don't want to live there anymore because I don't like that life. Mom, can you understand me?
Time and time again, I went to tutoring classes and came back from Dahu very late, and you didn’t come to pick me up. I know you are working and busy! But please take care of my cold heart, okay? Every time I run on the way home, I always want to cry, but every time the tears well up, I can't help but go back...
I hope those parents who are busy at work will read "My Please spend more time with your children after "Autobiography"! OK?
This is my autobiography! My autobiographical essay 8
My name is Xiong Bei, I am nine years old this year, and I am studying in the third grade of Huanggang Experimental Primary School. Although I am young, I am a veritable "elf ghost". My aunt often praises me. Everyone loves you, and flowers bloom when you see them”!
My little mouth wants to taste the delicious food immediately, as if there are many gluttons in my mouth. I eat small steamed buns and steamed buns in one bite, so I am too lazy to take my time. Chewing slowly, after eating, I walked around twice and could still eat a lot of snacks. Crispy corners, potato chips, spicy skins, etc. are all my favorites. Sometimes my mother is worried that my digestion will be affected if I eat too much, so she just I was forbidden to eat snacks, but I would turn my little head, pout my little mouth, put my little belly, and say coquettishly: "Mom, look at how cute I am when I'm chubby. Just let me eat again." "How about some?" My mother couldn't resist my hateful and angry look, and said fiercely: "It won't look good if you become a little fat person. What should I do?" I just enjoy the food and think that I will make myself fat. Only fat people have strength, and boys don’t dare to bully me.
I have a lively personality. Every time I go out with my parents, I will greet the acquaintances I like generously. Therefore, people often praise me as a good and polite child, but I also have a personality. Yes, I am too lazy to talk to people I don’t like, so I often hear people say: This kid has a bad temper! ”
Although I sometimes behave badly at home, I have always respected my elders and worked hard to do housework to the best of my ability. Although I am not first in school, I respect my teachers and unite my classmates. A healthy and happy child.
I have many hobbies and like to make friends. Are you willing to be my friend, share delicious food with me, and grow up together? My Autobiography 9
Black is one of my biggest characteristics.
When people see me, the first thing they say to me is surprisingly the same: "You are so black!" Apart from these, my best friends have all evolved into bad friends. "Linghui, you can scare people at night!" "Why?" I was very persistent. "Because - I can't see you when I turn off the lights at night!" "You guys!" I yelled angrily.
Actually, I was originally very fair because my hometown is by the sea. During the summer vacation, I would go to the beach to play. I played all afternoon with the scorching sun above my head. When I got home, my mother was shocked. "You, why are you so dark?" I ran to the mirror and was shocked by myself. Is this still me? For the next few days, I didn’t go out because I was afraid of the dark and being laughed at by others.
After this, there is another embarrassing thing like this, and time has to be reversed several "reincarnations".
When I was two years old, I was still ignorant. I always wanted to stuff something into my mouth when I saw it, and I didn’t know whether I could eat it. That day, my mother bought a bag of strawberries, and I remembered it. I wanted to eat it so much that I tried every possible means to get it, but the strawberries were on the refrigerator and were too high, so I had to find something else to eat. Suddenly, a bag of dried chili peppers caught my eye. I looked up at the strawberries and they were red. I looked at the dried chili peppers again and they were also red. I thought they were just like strawberries. I opened the bag, took out a handful of dried chili peppers, and stuffed them into my mouth. Suddenly, I was so hot that I cried. When the mother heard the cry, she ran over immediately and was frightened when she saw the peppers vomited all over the floor. She immediately brought a baby bottle and filled it with water. As soon as I saw the water, I drank as hard as I could. I drank one bottle and then the second bottle, finishing seven full bottles. My mother, who was watching from the side, felt very distressed and said, "My little ancestor, if you can't eat strawberries, don't eat chili peppers, okay? Chili peppers are so spicy, so I won't eat them next time!" "Spicy!" I was vague. Said clearly.
This is me, a real me, a vivid me. My. Autobiographical Essay 10
My name is Wang Jianhao. I was born in an ordinary family. Since then, I have started a long journey in life. I like to stay at home and read books and watch TV when I am in school or on vacation. Have some knowledge of history.
For a long time, I had a very cold attitude towards my family, was not active in doing things, and cried easily. When I was three years old, I went to kindergarten as required by law, but because of my personality, I became the target of bullying by my classmates.
One day before going to bed at noon, everyone lined up to drink water from the water dispenser. A child suddenly poured water over me for some reason, and all the water fell on me, turning me into a drowned rat. Suddenly the drinking water and tears turned into a ball, blurring my eyes.
Fortunately, four years later, I was successfully promoted from kindergarten to primary school and entered primary school. But after entering elementary school, I discovered that elementary school is different from kindergarten. It’s okay for you to be uneducated in elementary school. Fortunately, my mother taught me to read a lot of books when I was a child, so I am also a person with ink in my stomach. But the teacher didn't give me a chance to show my talent, so I thought I was missing out on my talent. In this way, in the next two years, I studied poetry and books, vowing to become the teacher's favorite.
When I successfully entered the third grade, in order to make the teacher notice me, I started to speak actively in class and ask my classmates questions after class that they didn't know. I went home at night and completed my homework carefully, and eventually the teacher promoted me to the position of group leader. They just made me the group leader! I was dissatisfied in my heart. After all, I am also a talent! In this way, until the fifth grade, I still thought that I was unappreciated.
Finally, the opportunity came. In the second semester of fifth grade, we changed the class teacher. I once again spoke actively and worked hard. Finally, he was promoted from a commoner to a team leader, then from the team leader to a platoon leader, and finally became a genuine squad leader. I tried my best to assist our "king" and spread the prestige of my sixth grade class and seventeenth class everywhere!
This is me, a boy who works hard to create a new world! My Autobiography Composition 11
Time flies, I have spent 13 glorious years in this world, let me write an autobiography here to recall and appreciate the style of these 13 years. Rain or shine.
On the day I was born, my mother endured tremendous pain and went through great efforts to come into the world and open the door to my life. When I just woke up from the womb, I was really skinny in terms of body shape, weighing only six pounds and two taels, and I was still as big as a brat. I would often cry in the middle of the night and wet the bed at every turn, which made my parents unable to eat or sleep well! He is a very naughty little baby!
Time has dragged me from infancy to early childhood, but my stubbornness remains unabated. When I was in kindergarten, I accidentally cut off a large section of a little girl's hair with scissors, and refused to admit my sin. In the end, I only ended up with the ugly face of being looked down upon by my classmates. After that, I shifted my target to my home and started my own destructive actions. While my mother was out shopping, I grabbed my clothes, snatched the cooking oil, put my clothes into the oil and soaked them vigorously, squeezing them. I was very excited for some reason, and I didn’t know why I was beaten so hard by my mother that time. Got a good training! That was also the first time I was spanked because I was so naughty. My parents no longer tolerate me, because in their eyes, I am growing up!
The teenage years came at the same time. Although I learned more and more knowledge and understood more and more truths in school, I couldn’t help but become interested in more and more things. Question, my first problem is - why is my name "Xu Ao" with two strange words? What is the unique meaning of this? It turns out that the word "Ao" in my name means king. I was named "Xu Ao" to make me more promising and make contributions to the Xu family! I have also read many classics, no longer reading the little novels of the past. I have also learned calligraphy, which can cultivate my sentiments. From now on, I will learn to be independent and self-reliant!
I now have more opportunities to get in touch with the world, and I need to learn from them so that I can gain a foothold in society in the future. Let's work hard together! My Autobiographical Essay 12
My name is Wu Fangxin. I am an ordinary primary school student. I am not tall and weigh medium. I may seem weak, but I am very strong inside. Next, let’s take a look at my growth record!
Me as a baby
My mother said that when I was a baby, I was very well-behaved and loved to sleep. I also heard that when I was born, I weighed 7 pounds and 8 taels. I was fat and white, and my grandparents couldn’t put it down. I heard from grandma that I loved clinging to her at that time. Grandma was going to play cards. As soon as I saw her leaving, I burst into tears and leaned toward grandma. It was the first time for my mother to raise a child. When she heard the child cry, her heart seemed to be broken, so grandma had no choice but to hold me and beat her. Grandma said that I was more obedient than my peers. When she was playing cards, I would lie in her arms and fall asleep.
I just entered kindergarten
Time flies, and unknowingly, my infancy has gone far away from me. It is time for me to enter the early childhood period, that is, it is time to go to kindergarten. When I was in kindergarten, I cried all the time. I cried for a whole semester. By the time I started school in the second semester, I hadn’t cried a day, and I even enjoyed kindergarten. Do you know why? Tell you! I changed teachers. The teacher last semester was older and not gentle, but the teacher this semester is beautiful and gentle. I like her very much, so I fell in love with kindergarten.
Me when I was in elementary school
In the blink of an eye, three years have passed and I am at the age of elementary school again. On the first day of elementary school, my father sent me to the classroom and left. I sat in the last row because most of the students in the class were taller than me. Every time I went out, my deskmate, a big boy, always stepped on my feet. When I got home, my feet were all broken. I wanted to cry, but I still controlled myself not to let the tears flow down.
Me now
When I grow up, I am much more sensible and have set goals for myself. I want to go to Beijing Normal University, so I have been working hard to achieve my goal. Come on yourself!
Twelve years have passed, and I have changed from an ignorant little girl to an ambitious girl. I hope I can grow up happier in the future.
My Autobiographical Composition 13
In the summer of 11 years ago, on a scorching noon, a burst of crying came from the People's Hospital, and I suddenly came into this world. Dad, who was holding the dictionary, adjusted his glasses. In a moment, I had a name - Wang Qianjin.
I was born in a family of teachers, perhaps due to genetic inheritance. I have had an ideal since I was a child - to be a famous teacher.
My mother said that when I was two years old, I loved being a teacher. Once, my friends and I broke into the board room of the old elementary school. I held a book bigger than my face and stood majestically on the podium, with my left hand behind my back and a baton (stolen from my grandfather) in my right hand, while I read the crooked numbers on the blackboard. .
Time flies by, after a long and happy childhood, I officially entered the primary school stage. It was vacation, and my brother, my aunt, and I rushed home. On the bus, my brother pointed to a word on the sign and raised his eyebrows. My eyes rested on this word. This was my chance to show off my talents, but my hateful brother chose a word that I had never seen before. Suddenly, my face turned red. But my brother laughed heartily: "You can't even recognize the words, but you still want to be a teacher? Just dream of your dreams!" My heart broke. Am I really not made to be a teacher?
Now, I am the big sister of sixth grade! Fortunately, as before, the words I could not recognize at that time did not discourage me. On the contrary, it strengthened my dream of becoming a teacher. I studied hard and now I can answer questions fluently. Once, my brother and I drove to Pingluo Ancient Town to visit Pingluo Ancient Town. While sitting in the car, my brother suddenly said that he felt a little motion sick. I listened carefully and couldn't help but chuckle: "You pronounce halo as one tone, the correct one should be four!" My aunt praised me repeatedly and praised me as a good "teacher". Even my brother who had been teasing me was willing to be inferior. I can describe my current mood with a lyric: It’s so much better than this!
From babbling to speaking well, from being shy to being confident and generous...this is my growth trajectory! My Autobiography Composition 14
I was born in Maoming City, Guangdong Province in December at the tail end of the second millennium in 20xx
I am very honored to be part of our Lin family The twenty-seventh generation descendant.
My childhood was spent in a sweet home and kindergarten. There are two things that impressed me most about that period: one was the death of my beloved grandfather - this experience still makes me have lingering fears about death; the other was that my parents nervously took me I went to the hospital for a check-up because I was suspected of being injured, and this incident made me feel deeply loved.
When I was five or six years old, I entered Mao Shiqi Primary School. When I first entered school, I caused a lot of trouble, but I gradually changed it. I don't have many friends in school, but they are all close friends who I can talk to, and the teachers I meet are all very responsible, either kind or strict. What I miss the most is my third grade homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher Zhong Yaochang and my fourth to sixth grade English teacher Cen Yanxiong. Their classes helped me gradually overcome my timidity to a great extent, and also made me enjoy learning more. I thank them.
In September 20xx, I entered another new stage of my study - junior high school. I lived near Mao No. 15 Middle School, so I was naturally assigned to Class 18 of this middle school. Until now, I have fully adapted to life in junior high school and am preparing for the upcoming midterm exam.
As for my extracurricular life, it is also very rich. I started practicing Taekwondo when I was seven years old and have been practicing it till now. To date, I have earned a 1st degree black belt. There is also sketching. Although it is not a superb painting, it can be considered a small achievement. But I have never been to any cram school such as composition class, Mathematical Olympiad class, and English class. This is thanks to my mother’s “democratic policy”!
Anyway, this is what I experienced in the first thirty years of my life. I will continue to work hard and do my best to make the score of my life more exciting.
My autobiographical essay 15
My life as a primary school student is over. I have now entered junior high school and have met many strange classmates. If you want to get to know me, let me introduce myself to you.
My name is Chen Yupeng. Although it sounds ordinary, it is of great significance. Peng means a journey of thousands of miles, which means that I have a bright future.
Being thin is something that boys are afraid of, but my body is just thin, so many classmates used to call me "little one." In fact, I am small and short, so my mother said that I am as thin as a root. "cucumber". My mother asked me to eat more, but I still only ate a little at each meal. My mother often said: "I don't eat as much as my grandma's kittens." I really regret not listening to my mother's advice and eating more. Otherwise, would I have grown so short? It’s really “one mistake that will lead to eternal hatred”!
I don’t know why, but I was naughty and fell in love with reading. But at that time, I only read story books, which I didn’t understand. Later, after being educated by my teacher, I transferred my interest in extracurricular books to textbooks, and gradually fell in love with composition.
Although I love words, I have no literary talent. I like reading, but I forget everything I read. But I never gave up because I firmly believe that hard work pays off. In addition, I have many hobbies, such as making friends. Although there are many shortcomings, there is still a sense of humor. Whether studying at school or entertaining at home, I often use jokes to create a happy atmosphere.
When I was 10 years old, I learned to practice calligraphy, but I gave it up a year later. I felt so ashamed that I had no perseverance and was “too embarrassed to see my dad.” After that, I studied hard, but From time to time, performance is affected by playfulness.
My biggest shortcoming is that I can’t stick to things to the end. Take saving money as an example. The New Year's money for the New Year is more than 100 yuan, and the normal pocket money is more than 40 yuan. After finally saving more than 160 yuan, I went to the store and bought an MP3 player. The remaining money was definitely spent.
This is me, do you want to get to know me? Do you like to be friends with me? Come on, I welcome you.