My question composition is about 400 words.

No matter in school or in society, everyone has been exposed to composition, and with the help of composition, we can vent our emotions and adjust our mood. How to write a good composition? The following is my troubled composition of about 400 words, which I collected and sorted out, hoping to help everyone.

My troubled composition is about 400 words 1, which makes people feel weak and tired. There are troubles in the world that swell in my heart and everyone's heart like dandelions.

Like my trouble is that there are endless courses to learn every day! English, music, calligraphy, painting, mental arithmetic. Entangled me like a demon and locked me in the cage of "talent" My friend's trouble is that he has too much homework, plus the papers given by the cram school teacher, so he can't escape from the cram school until after eleven o'clock! However, nature's animals and plants also have troubles, such as the trouble that birds fly too high, and the burning sun shines on birds, so it is strange that birds don't become "black birds"!

For me, worry is like a spider waiting for us to trap ourselves; Eat us one by one like a big tiger; Also like a cliff, let everyone fall into a deep cave together and make the future colorless. If you have no worries, you will fly as far as a butterfly.

Most people have troubles! But you can spend the short world carefree. Just like singing and screaming, that sound will put your troubles behind you. If nothing else can be done, add some color to your future!

And my solution is painting, because painting can describe my feelings and add some color to happiness. In this way, troubles can disappear in my mind and run to another world.

My worry composition is about 400 words. Who says that teenagers are carefree? I have many worries, among which my biggest worry is that I am too fat to eat delicious food.

I am ten years old and in Grade Three. I have black hair, a square face of Zhang greatly and a pair of small eyes. Height 140 cm, weight 50 kg, weigh.

"Flexible big fat man". This nickname has been with me for many years.

I remember my mother told me that my birth weight was 6. 8 Jin. Ah! What a standard weight this is. But then I grew fatter and fatter, and I don't know why. other

The children are all coaxed and fed by their mothers. But I like everything. Everything smells good. That's why I'm so fat that I can't run in physical education class. They all say I am fat and want to lose weight. Many adults also called me fat on the road. I feel ashamed and embarrassed. It's really annoying

For this trouble, my parents began to lose weight for me. Whenever I meet something delicious, I will say; "Eat less, or you will gain weight again." But I can't control my mouth. Eyes glow when you see something delicious. I can't help it I wolfed down a bowl of rice in a few bites, but my mother refused to give it to me, saying that they didn't pay attention to a piece of meat and I ate it. I am often scolded for this.

In order to avoid being scolded, I want to lose weight and get rid of my troubles for my health. Losing weight is a long-term thing. I can't fish for three days and dry the net for two days. I am determined to do it, do more exercise, persevere, restrain myself, eat less snacks, drink less, eat more vegetables and eat less meat.

Come on, come on, come on

Strangely, my question composition is about 400 words. My parents are not short, but I am not very tall. Well, maybe it's because I was anorexic and picky about food when I was a child. Although concentration is the essence, it is not good to be too focused.

"Baby, mom bought you a pair of jeans. How about it? " This time, my mother really took a fancy to a beautiful pair of jeans. I tried it on in front of the mirror excitedly. I don't know until I try. I was shocked when I tried it, and my pants had more than half a palm. It seems that these beautiful pants will leave my sight again. Hey, it's good to be tall.

From the first day of school, I found that all my classmates were so tall, but in fact I was too short. I stand in the first place when doing exercises, and I always stand on the side when going to physical education class, because I am short and can't help it! When I walk with my friends, I am always the shortest. What a pity! Hey, it's good to be tall!

Going to other classmates' homes to play, I am most afraid that other parents will say, "How old is this child? Why is it so high? " Then, let her children compare with me to show how superior her children are. Hey, it's good to be tall.

After class, I only heard students talking about it: "I heard that short people are not good at finding jobs!" " ""You are not short anyway. What are you afraid of? " "Yes, but those short students are in big trouble." Hearing this, I had to run out the door, alas. It's nice to be tall.

Short people are pathetic! However, I am determined to eat more vegetables, supplement nutrition, and strive to become taller. Besides, according to genetics, we should not be short. The future is still bright, come on!

My worry composition is about 400 words. As I grow up a little, my troubles will follow. Not as free as before. My first concern is either too much homework or being noisy by teachers or parents. Every day is trouble, all the time.

Once, Mr. Bai asked me to hand out notebooks in class, and I was late for a computer class. As a result, five of us used two computers. When I saw that no one was making a computer, I asked Wang Junpeng to sit there. But the teacher said that the machine was broken, so I told the teacher that five of us made two computers, and everyone else used two computers. Who told you to be late? I told the teacher that Mr. Bai asked me to distribute books in the class, but the teacher didn't say that we can't play computer in this class. When the teacher from the next class came to class, someone asked the teacher why. The teacher said that because several people said there was no computer to play with, I knew that the teacher was talking about us. The man said that they would not go to the computer classroom, but we would. The teacher said that you are a group, and whoever is punished in a class will stop talking. In my heart, I agree with the teacher that there is still no class in this course. It has been like this for several classes in a row. I'm sorry for the whole class here, because I can't let everyone play computer. Just like the computer teacher said he was sorry. Because I shouldn't quarrel with you.

This is my trouble. I know everyone has troubles. Let's forget our troubles, laugh at life and happily sing that beautiful nursery rhyme: little boy, little troubles, eyes looking around Xing Xing. ...

My troubled composition is about 400 words. Everyone has troubles, and I also have my troubles-dreams are not valued by my mother. Don't believe it? Then let me talk about it!

The weather is fine at the weekend. My father and I went to play football, and my mother accompanied us. Playing football is my favorite sport. I dream of becoming a football player one day and winning glory for my country, but this dream has never been valued by my mother. I played well in this game, 1 goal and 2 assists. Everyone praised me for my potential as an athlete.

"Mom, I play well!" I proudly said to my mother. I turned around and found that my mother was playing with her mobile phone carelessly and didn't notice me at all. I sighed and continued to play football.

As time went on, my mother began to get impatient. She kept urging: "It's already half past five, go home!" But I want to finish this game. He said: "There are only 10 minutes left in this game. Can you let me finish this game, mom? " Dad also helped to persuade: "This child has great potential and will definitely become a football player in the future! It's no big deal to let him finish the game. " At this time, my mother suddenly shouted, "I've always wanted to play football, and learning is the most important thing!" " "After listening to her words, my original good mood suddenly flew away like a bird on the horizon, so I had to go home gloomily with the ball.

When I was sleeping, I lay in bed and couldn't sleep for a long time. Tears swirled in my eyes and I felt very wronged. Think about it, I had a dream. I saw my family of three running on the court. My mother praised me for playing football well, and I'm sure I can win honor for my country. In my dream, I smiled sweetly. ...

My troubled composition is about 400 words 6 "Dream! I want to pursue my dream. "Countless times, I shouted in my mind. But all this was strangled in the cradle by heavy study.

It was a sunny morning and I was repairing a pile of junk in the yard. Suddenly, my mother shouted, "Tamia Liu, come out at once"! Shit, it's been found again "ah! Why are you so ignorant? How old am I? I still play house with children. I asked you if you had finished your homework? " I quickly replied, "Almost, almost finished". Mom yelled again: "What do you mean fast? You see, Guo's exam is higher than yours. Damn it, tell everyone how good his children are. What about you? Can't you win me some light? I am now! I dare not leave the door. Hey! I am so angry. " I said, "Mom, my dream is to be an inventor. Today is the weekend, let me fix these things? " My mother yelled at me, "Inventor, people read a lot of books, such as Edison, whose knowledge is tens of millions of times more profound than yours." Ok, you do your homework now, and then do the math paper I bought you after you finish your homework. "

Hey! Let's just accept our fate. Later, when I was doing my homework, I heard my mother tell me a big story, almost all about learning. Ah! What a nuisance! When will mom stop nagging? The weather seemed to understand my mind that day, and it rained cats and dogs at noon.

This is my trouble. Do you have any troubles in your life? Here I wish everyone to put aside their troubles from another angle!

My question composition is about 400 words. As a young boy, we have many troubles. My trouble this summer vacation is: I am too busy.

First, there is too much homework. This summer vacation, the homework assigned by the teacher was simply explosive. The school doesn't say that homework alone is comparable to school homework, so my homework is twice that of my classmates. It's really hard luck!

Let's talk about the second worry: summer training class. Just after the summer vacation, my mother signed me up for several summer training classes. When I heard the news, it was a bolt from the blue. Summer vacation, my dream holiday, is to relax me, not to study. The most annoying thing is that there are classes from Monday to Sunday morning, right? You shouldn't stay in an air-conditioned room during the summer vacation, sleep late, watch TV and eat. Do you want to do anything? Eating, sleeping, eating, carefree, this picture is so beautiful, but it was broken by the nightmare of summer homework and cram school. At first, I didn't even study hard, but gradually, when my oral English became more and more fluent, when my composition was handed in, when I solved a math problem … I adapted to this summer vacation life and gradually realized the joy of learning.

Think about it from another angle. Although I am very busy in summer vacation, I can learn a lot of knowledge. Besides, I have time in the afternoon. I can use it to carry out my plan and spend two hours doing homework, reading, watching TV, listening to songs and doing something more relaxing. With this combination of work and rest, I enjoy this process more and more.

Although my summer vacation is very busy, I was worried at first, but I believe that "sunshine always comes after rain", and my "worry" will bring me more knowledge and enrich me.

My worry composition is about 400 words. 8 Trouble is like a follower who can't get rid of it, and there is one so stubborn around him. He is my dark skin.

I have been a foreigner since I was a child. Why? Because everyone says I immigrated from Africa. I tried to destroy my dark clothes countless times, but how dare I? So I took a gentler approach and stayed indoors for a few months during the long vacation. Finally, I saw a glimmer of hope, and the deep black faded a little.

But after the hope, the whitening plan disappeared instantly. What happened? After the long vacation, I will start studying again. I don't know why, my skin color is getting darker and darker. I think I exercise too much in school life.

As a result, my nickname became louder and louder in my class, and the most popular one was "Little Black". As long as I say "black" in class, my classmates' first reaction is definitely me. Although I am not the blackest in my class, my name is widely spread by primary school students, which leads to my nickname being known in my class. As soon as I went out, I met familiar people or classmates. A sentence of "Hi, Blackie" made me lose face!

I've always wondered whose genes I inherited. My parents are not black, and neither is my brother. Am I a genetic mutation? Or maybe you inherited the genes from a family of Gaozu? My parents also said that I picked it up from the door. When I was a child, I often thought it was true and often felt uneasy. I'm afraid my parents don't like me and throw me away. Later, when I grew up, I realized that my parents were teasing me.

My troubles are deeply rooted in my body and cannot be changed at all. I hope that the whitening technology will be advanced in the future and solve my big trouble!

My question composition is about 400 words. I like reading, walking and lying down. I still look at places with insufficient light. Over time, my world is no longer bright. Glasses became my inseparable "companion". A pair of black eyes, from now on there is another window. Are you bored?

At first, my mother always told me to wear less glasses, but without them, I always felt confused and really couldn't live without them. Then, the trouble came, because glasses don't grow on the face, so I often forget to wear them, and I often think of them when I go out to walking to school. I can't help it I have to squint all morning. The chalk on the blackboard is illegible and I can't read it clearly.

This is still a small trouble, which has caused a big misunderstanding. Today, my mother took me to the park with my camera. My mother asked me to take off my glasses for the sake of beauty. But the next day, my good friend said to me angrily, "Did you go to Pingshuo Park yesterday?" "Yes, you ..." "I waved to you on the bridge. How can you turn a blind eye? " "I ... I didn't see it." Alas, it's really "dumb people eat coptis, but they can't say what they have suffered." I explained it to my good friend for a long time before she forgave me.

These glasses really make me love and hate. Now, I don't care if it looks good or not. Anyway, it is easier to stand on the bridge of the nose.

My troubled composition is about 400 words 10. Everyone has troubles, and I am no exception, and my trouble is my piano.

When I was six years old, my mother bought a piano at a high price and made me spend an hour on it every day. At first, I didn't hate the piano. I can finish my mother's "one hour homework" every day. But gradually, I don't like the piano so much, because I think it is taking up my time.

I remember once, I finished my homework and reported to my mother happily: "Mom, I finished my homework. Can you play? " "Oh, if you finish your homework, you can ..." Mom was about to agree when she suddenly remembered something: "Wait, did you play the piano?" "Not yet …" I muttered in a low voice. "Then don't go, remember for an hour." Mother "ordered". I was ordered to play the piano in frustration. "It's been an hour!" I flew out of the room like a happy bird and said, "I can play now." "This is possible. But look at your watch, it's already nine o'clock. You have to go to school tomorrow, so go to bed first. " Mom said casually ...

Alas! This is my trouble. I really hope that one day I can fly to the free sky like a bird!

My troubled composition is about 400 words 1 1 I have a lot of troubles in my life, such as leaving a lot of homework, not sleeping well on Sundays, and physical education class is often occupied by math teachers ... but among all these troubles, what bothers me most is that I am too timid.

I remember one night in winter that year, the north wind blew fast. My parents couldn't come back early because of something, so they left me alone at home to watch TV. I am very happy. As the saying goes, "when the tiger is not at home, the monkey is king." I am free at last.

I can't wait to turn on the TV, take a pack of snacks, lie on the comfortable sofa and start watching my favorite cartoons. I was reading it with relish when I heard a strange sound coming from the bathroom. I was so scared that I wondered if there was a ghost in my house. I hurried to the kitchen to find a kitchen knife and hit it on the table. I cried in tears: "damn ghost, come out quickly, I have a kitchen knife now." I am not afraid of you. If you come, I will chop you to death ... "After that, I tried to calm down and watch TV, but" evil spirits "kept pestering me. All night, my head was sweaty, and my hands and feet were cold with fear. I hid myself in the quilt, covered my head with the quilt, and fell asleep unconsciously.

I got up the next day and found that the kitchen knife was still on the table. I told my parents what happened yesterday and said to them, "can you come back early next time?" I don't want to be so scared anymore. " Mom and Dad said, "OK, OK, be sure to come back early next time."

This is the trouble of a timid child of mine. What's bothering you? Tell me everything about it.

My troubled composition is about 400 words 12. Adults often say to me: "Your children after zero zero are the happiest!" In fact, happiness and happiness can really be felt, but who knows my troubles?

My problem is-my mother is too nagging!

Last Saturday night, my father went to a friend's house to help them install computers. I also know this uncle. They also have a little brother at home. We really enjoyed playing games together, so I told my father that I would go, too.

When my mother found out, she said to me, "Don't go, go home and review your lessons!" " After listening to my mother's words, I thought to myself, "I have finished all the homework I should review during the day, and I have no rest time at all." "Although I didn't say it, my mother saw what I meant, and then she began to say," You went to their house just to play games online. Is this helpful for your study? "Listen to my mother, I am very unhappy. I always feel that I finally have a rest time for studying every day. I can't play at night when I read and review during the day! " At this moment, I pursed my lips and looked at my mother. When my mother saw me, she was even more nagging: "You just read at home. You need more efforts to make progress in your studies now. You learn more than others every day ... "At this moment, my mother began to talk about it again. After listening to this, I am no longer in the mood to play games. Finally, although I am reading at home, my heart has flown far away. ...

In fact, I know that my mother cares about me and is very kind to me, but I can't accept the way of nagging. This is my trouble!

My worry composition is about 400 words 13. Everyone has troubles, including me. My troubles are my piano.

When I was six years old, my mother was willing to pay a lot of money for that piano and let me play the newly learned music for an hour every day. At first, I didn't dislike the piano, and I could do my mother's "one-hour homework" every day. But gradually, I won't like the piano so much, because I think it is taking up my time.

I still remember one time, when I finished my homework, I happily reported to my mother, "Mom, I finished my homework. Can you play? " "Oh, if you finish your homework, you can …" My mother thought, and suddenly remembered something: "Did you play the piano?" "Not yet …" I muttered in a low voice. "That's not pleasant. Remember one hour. " Mom "instructed". I was instructed to play the piano gloomily. "An hour!" I flew out of the house like a happy bird and said, "Can I play now?" "yes. But look at your watch, it's already nine o'clock. You have to study tomorrow, so go to bed first. " Mom said casually ...

Alas! This is my trouble. I really hope that one day I can really run to the free sky like a bird!

My troubled composition is about 400 words 14 "Well, it's a little annoying recently, a little annoying." Do you want to know what bothers me? Oh, it's a long story You have to listen to me in detail.

"Oh, hello, Squidward Tentacles!" Whenever I hear such greetings, I can't help but feel helpless: Who told me that I have a "good" name? My name is Zhang Hangge. My name is good, but some boring students think it is wrong: Is this name really familiar, like "Squidward Tentacles" in Spongebob? In this way, my permanent nickname "Squidward Tentacles" was born.

Don't say I don't know, I'm shocked. I suddenly became a celebrity in my class. The voice of "Squidward Tentacles" made me uncomfortable and sighed: "Nicknames don't pay for killing people!" On the other hand, Yi Zhu said very seriously, "Squidward Tentacles, I'm Patrick. Don't you know me?"

A few days later, the storm finally passed. When I thought I could relax, the teacher became the fuse. "Octopus eats its own feet in winter." Everyone's attention turned to me again. "No wonder you only have four feet. You are so hungry that you ate four in winter! " "Why are you so hungry? Why don't I give you something to eat in winter? " ..... The students around me are "sympathetic". "Get out," I said impatiently. When the teacher told him that octopus was clever, one of his classmates joked, "Why is the superiority of octopus not reflected in him at all?" I was distressed to watch his batting practice. Seeing that I was angry, he added, "Don't octopus change color when angry?" I stepped on him in a rage. He gave a cry and then looked at me with a smile.

Don't worry, little boy. Who said that? I have one. Trouble is so annoying, I don't want to die! composition

My worry composition is about 400 words. 15. Maybe I didn't like eating eggs and drinking milk often when I was a child. I see all kinds of vitamin tablets run faster than rabbits. My primary school grew slowly, which made me a veritable dwarf.

When I was in primary school, I sat in the first row for four years in a row, and I was so excited that I was salivating by teachers in all subjects. Every pore on the teacher's face is very clear, so the teacher can naturally see me. Therefore, I dare not make any small moves in class. At the age of infinite vitality, I made a piece of wood.

When I come home from school, I'm always the first in line. Over time, I became the gold medal spokesperson of our class. Before I left the campus, my parents could see me and know that all my classmates had gone out. So every day after school, I will see a group of wild animals staring at me with hungry eyes. Every time, I have the illusion that the next second they will pounce on me.

Although my grades are good, I still can't be the core figure in my class. Because the class teacher said my classmate didn't threaten.

Being short is not the saddest thing. What is more heartbreaking is that my best friend is a "giant". Once, she brought a pile of white paper to school, and I casually said, a lot of paper. He said that the paper in our house is twice as high as yours. This sentence left an indelible shadow on me, and now I see that a4 paper has an unspeakable fear. I always feel that the next second he will become a person who laughs at me.

When I grow up, my height has become an invisible shackle that inhibits my development. Alas, I want to wake up one night and find myself a tall man and get rid of my troubles!