成長的煩惱英語作文

在學習、工作乃至生活中，大家都寫過作文吧，透過作文可以把我們那些零零散散的思想，聚集在一塊。你所見過的作文是什麼樣的呢？以下是小編爲大家收集的成長的煩惱英語作文，歡迎閱讀，希望大家能夠喜歡。

在成長的過程中，我們快樂過，也煩惱過，想快樂很容易，煩惱只不過是一念之間，可我們仍然很難擺脫煩惱的糾葛。我們的生活確實充滿了七色陽光，然而，即便是在陽光普照的時候，也難免出現短暫的陰雲。

In the process of growing up, we have been happy and worried. It's easy to be happy. Worry is just a thought, but we still have a hard time getting rid of the trouble. Our life is indeed full of seven colors of sunshine, however, even when the sun is shining, it is inevitable that there will be a short period of overcast clouds.

小時侯，春夏秋冬各有韻味。春暖花開時，能看見我在廣場上放風箏時流下的快樂的汗水；夏立蟬鳴時，能看見我在游泳時身旁濺起的繽紛的水花；秋楓飛落時，能在鋪滿紅楓的小路上瞧見我蹦跳的身影；冬風呼嘯時，能在花園裏瞧見我臉上愉快的微笑。四周都灑下了冬日暖暖的陽光。

When I was a child, spring, summer, autumn and winter had their own charm. When the spring flowers bloom, you can see the happy sweat when I fly a kite in the square; when the cicadas sing in summer, you can see the colorful water splashed by me when I swim; when the autumn maple flies down, you can see my dancing figure on the path covered with red maple; when the winter wind blows, you can see my happy smile in the garden. The warm sunshine in winter is all around.

隨着時間的飛逝，我漸漸長大了，四季還是一樣的顏色，卻沒有了昔日的韻味，好像都是一個樣，每天彷彿都在做同一件事——起牀、上學、睡覺。

As time flies, I grow up. The four seasons are the same color, but they have no charm of the past. They seem to be the same. They seem to do the same thing every day - get up, go to school and go to bed.

週末，不再屬於自己，各類補習班緊跟在後面。生活中，少了一些歡笑，少了一些快樂，多了一些煩惱，多了一些惆悵。

Weekend, no longer belong to themselves, all kinds of cram schools follow closely. In life, less laughter, less happiness, more worry and more melancholy.

當春暖花開時，不再有時間去欣賞，看到滿天的風箏，有種莫名其妙的悲傷，我揹着沉甸甸的書包走在上學的路上；在夏立蟬鳴時，悶熱的空氣佈滿了整個天空，汗水代替眼淚不斷流下，在炎熱的夏日季，我快要窒息，游泳池裏的歡笑彷彿只是一個夢境，有時覺得蟬的嘶鳴也是一種嘲笑；秋楓飛落時，沒有了腳踩在楓葉上清脆的聲響，小路上靜靜的，偶爾風扶過，讓我覺得也許清脆的聲響只是天馬行空的想象；冬風呼嘯時，沒有了暖暖的陽光，只有陰沉的天空和刺骨的寒風，窗外光禿禿的樹枝像老巫婆長長的手，我只能放下書包，在題海中苦苦掙扎，下雨了，是誰在哭泣呢？

When the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, I no longer have time to enjoy them. When I see a kite full of sky, there is a kind of inexplicable sadness. I am walking on the way to school with a heavy bag on my back. When cicadas are singing in summer, the hot air is full of the whole sky. Sweat instead of tears is constantly flowing down. In the hot summer season, I am about to suffocate. The laughter in the swimming pool seems to be just a dream. Sometimes I feel that The hissing of cicadas is also a kind of ridicule; when the autumn maple flies down, there is no clear sound of stepping on the maple leaf, the path is quiet, and occasionally the wind supports it, which makes me think that maybe the clear sound is just the imagination of the sky and the sky; when the winter wind roars, there is no warm sunshine, only the gloomy sky and the piercing cold wind, the bare branches outside the window are like the long hands of the old witch, I can only put them Under the schoolbag, in the sea of topics struggling, rain, who is crying?

只有夢般的快樂能給我溫暖，多想讓這種快樂持續下去，丟掉煩惱，向自由飛翔……

Only dream like happiness can give me warmth. I want to keep this kind of happiness, lose my troubles and fly to freedom