Wrinkle one's eyebrows into a figure of eight.
Unconsciously, I have entered junior high school. When I was reluctant to part with my classmates who had been in primary school for six years, there were ninety new classmates around me who would accompany me through the three years of junior high school.
We just started school, and we are not familiar with each other. At this time, a friendly greeting, a kind smile and a considerate pen inadvertently brought us closer.
In my eyes, classmates, everyone is so cute. People from 90 different schools can get together today and walk together for three years. I think it is also a kind of fate. The ancients said, "We met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? "Yes, why care about the past? As long as we are together, we should cherish and attach importance to this fate.
In my eyes, classmates, everyone is so beautiful. We are all parents' treasures. In the eyes of parents, we will always be their angels. Everyone has his own unique personality, everyone has a different excitement and a colorful sky.
In my eyes, every classmate is so excellent. After just a few months of getting along, I found that many students have their own bright spots: he is cautious, she is serious, she is diligent, literary talent is flying, he is tireless, and he is positive ... Their persistence and beauty left an indelible impression on me. After the exam, I found some talented girls.
In my eyes, classmates, everyone is so kind, they are ready to help others, helped me again and again, and infected the people around them with their simple and kind hearts. ...
In a blink of an eye, I have been promoted to junior high school for more than three months. During these three months, I gradually became familiar with my classmates. In my eyes, they are so cute, so excellent, so ...
Classmate, what a beautiful word, it will always touch my heart with its purity. ...
She-short, short hair, bright eyes and dexterous hands. Who is she? She is my classmate-Li Jia. In my memory, she is a helpful girl. Do you know why? Please listen to me slowly. I am the team leader, and I only accept the exercise books of the team members. Although I was still serious, something unexpected happened-once I took an exercise book. I was a new official at that time. If I had taken the book away, I wouldn't have been laid off! So, I'm anxious like an ant on hot bricks. At this moment, angel lee came over and asked softly, "What's the matter?" Is there something missing? I lost a sentence impatiently: "Chinese book." She left after listening, and I secretly scolded her: she didn't help me find it, but she also asked, which was really annoying. But after a while, she came again and said to me, "There is no Chinese book either. Let me help you find it!" " Then I realized that she was helping me find my book! Guilt flooded my mind. Finally, Cheng Lin found it in my homework. I went to thank Li Jia, but she said, "Don't thank me. To thank Cheng Lin. She found it. " I know she didn't find it, but I thank her anyway. I was in poor health since I was a child, and I often felt dizzy. That time, she helped me. ...
After school that afternoon, my head was dizzy again. It happened to be a rainy day. I left my umbrella in the classroom, and the classroom door was locked again. I thought to myself: alas! I have to go home in the rain, but my head is dizzy. I don't know if I can hold on. Damn it, I forgot my money and I can't call my mother. Take a risk!
At this time, angel lee appeared again and said, "I'll take you home!" " "I refused to say," Never mind, I can go. " But she said, "You look pale. Why did you walk back and get wet? "Finally, I couldn't stand her and asked her to take me home. It's raining harder and harder on the road. She always leans her umbrella to my side. She helped me, and I got wet when I was dry. When I got home, I looked at her distant figure, and the feeling of dizziness had already been washed away by a warm current.
I am about to graduate from primary school. If you ask me which classmate I want to see most after graduation, I will tell you right away. My answer is that I want to see Li Jia most.
Six years in primary school seems to be a long time, but it is also a short time. I have left many unforgettable memories here, the most unforgettable of which is the deep and pure friendship between my classmates and me.
Every time we have a break, there will always be hearty laughter in our class. That person is my good "buddy"-Zhao Yuxiong. He has short hair, a Chinese face, light eyebrows and a pair of curious eyes. He looks like a "living fairy" all day. The expression on her face is always sunny.
Looking back on the scenes in the past six years, I am very moved.
I remember that after the final exam of grade three, the teacher gave me my summer homework. I found a place in it that was not clearly printed, so I wanted to borrow it from Lao Zhao. But Zhao Yuxiong went to the choir to sing, so I found the exercise book in his schoolbag and took it away. Unexpectedly, just as I was about to return it to him, his homework disappeared. I was so anxious that I rummaged everywhere. But there was still no sign of Ben. Just when I was at a loss, Zhao Yuxiong came back. He rummaged through his schoolbag and seemed to find that his notebook was missing. I went over and said, "Brother Zhao, there is something I don't know if I should say." He was puzzled and asked, "What's the matter?" "I ... I lost your book ..." I think Zhao Yuxiong must be angry. I was waiting for the storm, but to my surprise, he just sighed deeply and said nothing. When I saw it, I quickly clenched my fists, knelt on the ground and said respectfully, "Thank you for not killing me. I will never forget it. " Then he smiled and the big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.
After the summer vacation, I went back to school and an incredible thing happened. Zhao Yuxiong didn't buy a new one himself, but borrowed one from others. Every time I think about it, my heart is warm. He is really my good friend.
I remember another time, when I was in the fifth grade, my composition level was below average in my class. Compositions are always written sitting down. My good buddy Zhao Yuxiong volunteered to help me correct my composition. After class, I sat in front of him, listened to his advice and carefully revised my composition. Even punctuation marks should be carefully considered, and any typo can't escape his eyes. At this time, Rao Shuai came to play with Zhao Yuxiong. Zhao Yuxiong ignored Rao Shuai, who called him again. His determination to correct my composition remains firm. He refused him with a humorous sentence: "Sorry, the user you called is helping people to correct their composition. Please dial again later. " We all laughed. Rao Shuai left, and with the help of Zhao Yuxiong, my composition was finally published. Not only the handwriting left by the teacher, but also the blue paper left by Zhao Yuxiong.
Endless stories, classmates' feelings, even if the innocent life of primary school is over, these lovely images will remain in my heart forever. Maybe we will never be together again, but I am willing to keep this friendship in my heart! Forever, forever ...
My middle school classmate (junior high school composition)
He is one of my middle school classmates. He is neither tall nor thin, but he is a little taller than me. He has a pair of big eyes that are not very magical, and a Zhang greatly's mouth. Because I love sports and often play football outside, I am in good health, but my skin is very tanned. In addition, he has another feature, that is, he has curly hair, not a perm, but a natural curl He looks like a poodle, so everyone calls him a poodle.
Another advantage of his perseverance is that he doesn't give up halfway, but finishes what he started. I remember once, we went to the football field to go to physical education class. The teacher asked everyone to run 400 meters. So everyone lined up, and of course he was among them. After listening to the "start" password, the running began. Everyone runs forward like an arrow, and he is no exception. But something surprising happened. I saw that he had just run for more than ten feet and was suddenly "ambushed" and fell. Had a bad fall. His knee hurts. Finally, under the interference of pain, he is getting closer and closer to the end. Ten meters, five meters, three meters, one meter, he crossed the finish line. We cheer for him and are proud of him!
He is such a strong and unyielding person. Isn't it worth learning?