We have experienced many things together, overcome many difficulties and experienced many storms. Among them, Shen impressed me the most.
She is a good student who is helpful. I remember once, I was sitting in my seat doing my homework.
Doing it, a topic stumped me. No matter how hard I try, I can't think of a solution to this problem.
Just then, Shen came over and saw that I was thinking hard and said to me, "What's the matter? Can't you do the problem? " I said, "Yes, well, I don't know how to do this." She taught me patiently.
She didn't leave safely until I understood. At this moment, I said to her, "Thank you!" She said, "You're welcome! This is what I should do. "
I'm really glad to have such a good classmate. Another time, we had to book a welfare home for the couple and get stuck in a computer class.
I forgot to bring my shoe cover. I want to ask Shen for help.
However, she was sick at that time and came to school with illness. At this time, she leaned her head on the table.
I want to ask her to lend me a shoe cover. Seeing that she was in poor health, I left quietly. However, somehow she knew.
She asked me feebly, "What can I do for you?" I have to speak hesitatingly. She staggered to her feet and left without saying a word.
I was embarrassed to ask her for help when I saw her walking unsteadily. But she enthusiastically helped me borrow two classes before borrowing a pair of shoe covers.
At this time, I was moved to think, "Shen, that's very kind of you. If you are ill, you have to borrow my shoe covers. "
Now, whenever I see Shen, I think of her enthusiasm to help me solve my difficulties. Oh, Shen, how kind of you! Change name to reference:
Adoption.
2. My classmate's composition (describing action) 500 Besides Wan Jieying, money is my best friend. With her fresh and free short hair and correct facial features, a real tomboy appears in front of you. Really, people who don't know her will regard her as a "pretty boy" when they meet for the first time. Of course, if you look closely, you will find that if she has long black hair, then she is a real "beauty in the south of the Yangtze River". You see, her watery eyes are like grapes. Under her straight nose is a veritable cherry mouth, and her round face is set off more perfectly by a pair of shallow dimples. Isn't that the standard "beautiful girl" image? However, although she has a small cherry mouth, she can speak "sharply"! Every time we bicker with boys, she can make them blush and prick their mouths. In the end, she can only drop a sentence like "Good men don't fight with women" and turn around and leave. Of course, what I admire more is that she can be unhurried and comfortable when facing the teacher (you know, I will blush when I see the teacher). It seems that everything that comes out of her sharp mouth is "humorous lines" prepared in advance: once after a Chinese class, everyone gathered around Mr. Mao and asked how the class was going. When talking about money, Mr. Mao frowned and said, I don't know if this sentence is a joke, but if I were you, I would be so sad that I would walk away alone, but money is different. I just heard her say to Teacher Mao in a very serious tone, "Tomorrow, I will definitely bring a microphone." So, we couldn't help laughing, even Miss Mao laughed out of breath, but she still looked serious and made you think what she said was true.
You see, this is my good friend Qian, a beautiful, free and easy, intelligent and humorous girl!
My classmate xxx wrote a composition of 500 words. I have a new classmate. His name is xxx. He is of medium height, with a fat head and a ruddy face with a pair of big blinking eyes. He has developed limbs, and he can tell at a glance that he is an athlete. Then look at his two basketballs, and you will know that he must like playing basketball. It's true. He loves basketball almost more than himself. How come? You don't believe me! Then look down, and believe it if you don't believe it.
One Saturday morning, he was absorbed in doing his homework. Suddenly, some golfers called him and asked him to play basketball. He was ecstatic, threw away his homework, held his "treasure"-basketball, and ran to school as fast as a rocket. At school, he played for seven hours from 9: 30 to 4: 30 in the afternoon. Parents looked for him everywhere separately, and it was inevitable to get a scolding when they came home. However, he did not break up with basketball because of being scolded, but preferred basketball.
Don't think he is a simple-minded guy with developed limbs. His mind is not stupid at all. He can reach 4.5 stars in mathematics, and 0.5 is the result of his carelessness in doing problems. No wonder his classmates always call him "the wrong big head" In a math exam, he wrote 106 as 100. Great, the score can only be 99.5. What a pity! If he gets rid of the bad habit of carelessness, he will be a math genius in the future.
This is him, a careless boy who loves basketball. Do you know him? If you want to learn basketball, go to him. But you must never learn from his bad habit of carelessness, otherwise, you will also be called "the big head of mistakes".
Is this ok?
4. Students' actions, language, and demeanor describe the composition photos will turn yellow because of the passage of time, letters will be lost because of the footsteps of years, and only the memories treasured in the heart will be like wine, and the longer they are, the more mellow they will be. Every memory is a precious treasure worth cherishing in my heart, and I will take this treasure with me and walk through the long road of life.
When we entered the school, we changed from a warm little family to an equally loving big family. People in this big family are classmates and friends in the same boat through thick and thin. On the way to school, everyone helps each other and learns from each other. At this moment, my six-year primary school life has also entered the countdown. Looking at the eight characters on the blackboard in the class, "Thank you for your unforgettable alma mater", the words "unforgettable classmates" suddenly flashed through my mind.
Speaking of classmates, I remember one thing vividly. It was a lecture on physical education class. At the end of class, the teacher let us move freely. Everyone dispersed in a hubbub and went to play separately, leaving me alone on the playground. I don't know if I provoked the stone or if it deliberately opposed me and crossed the road in front of me. At that time, I was absent-minded, stepped on it, twisted my foot and fell a veritable "dog gnawing mud." Oh, my god, the scattered crowd gathered at once, oh, my god! God will kill me! I closed my eyes and waited for ridicule, but the expection didn't come. I just feel that my hands are warm and my classmates help me up. Everyone told me with one voice that I should be careful in the future, pay attention to the ground and don't fall down again. A few enthusiastic female students also helped me carefully clean the wound with water. I don't know where I borrowed a band-aid, so I put it on carefully. My classmates are so concerned about me that my eyes are red. They felt pain and asked me if it hurt. I shook my head and fought back tears that were about to burst out.
Although it has been a long time, my classmates' concern for me has been fixed in my mind, and I will spend this unforgettable primary school life with this heavy love. In a blink of an eye, six years have passed quickly, and there are still a few months to leave my alma mater, teachers, the warm group of Class Three, and my classmates who have been with me for six years. Thinking about this, my eyes can't help but get wet.
My classmate (composition) writes about a mentally retarded classmate in my class by describing his movements, language, manner and appearance. There is a mentally retarded classmate in the primary school campus where I go to school. He carries a small schoolbag every day and goes to and from school like other students. However, when the students are in class, he can only stroll around the campus and play alone. His happiest time is when his classmates are out of school. Walk out of the school with your head held high. Then outside the school gate, when all the students were picked up by their parents, he went home alone. Every parent who picks up students will see his familiar figure at the school gate, whether it is windy or rainy, hot or cold. In a few years, probably many parents are used to seeing that mentally retarded student simply laugh and really act. Almost every day after school at noon and afternoon, he will "direct traffic" on the path in front of the school. He will be as serious and pious as a traffic policeman, and from time to time, he will fairly reprimand every parent who "violates the rules" in his eyes. If you see a little classmate fall, he will run a few steps to help him up. If he sees someone in danger of being hit, he will remind others in time. In his vague language, he never cares whether others are ungrateful or grateful. When I see him every day, I always think of the person who moved me all my life. Parents are waiting for us outside the school gate, or the mentally retarded classmate is "directing" the traffic. At this time, a little classmate tripped over a brick on the road while playing, and his mother picked him up and carried him away. All the students and parents must have seen this brick. I saw it too, but I didn't expect to take it away. Everyone is standing around chatting. It was the mentally retarded classmate who rushed over, picked up the brick and threw it under the far wall. I suddenly felt ashamed. I think many students and parents must have felt that way at that time. I suddenly remembered the three-character classic: "At the beginning of life, human nature is good." Students in a chaotic state have maintained his innate humanity-kindness! But we people with normal intelligence have gradually ignored these two words. Maybe it is still hidden in a corner of our hearts, but we have no time to show it and it has already been covered with dust. Every day is still like a fleeting time, and that mentally retarded classmate is still happy and active on campus every day, busy and satisfied. He will pick up rubbish for everyone at the school sports meeting and even take it out on many naughty students. Perhaps, he has been smiling, tolerant and honest. He feels that he is integrated into this campus and keeps him away from loneliness, so he is grateful. But I am moved by him every day. I think, because of him, I erased the dust accumulated in my mind. Classmate.
6. Composition describing classmates' gestures (at least 450 words) My middle school classmates (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? But who is he? He is * * * (omitted because it involves personal privacy issues)
My mentally retarded classmate
In the primary school campus where I go to school, I have a mentally retarded classmate. He carries a small schoolbag every day and goes to and from school like other students. However, when a student is in class, he can only stroll around the campus and play alone.
When he is happiest, that is, when his classmates leave school, he will keep up with the earliest school team and strut out of the school gate. Then outside the school gate, he didn't go home alone until all his classmates were picked up by their parents.
Every parent who picks up students will see his familiar figure at the school gate, whether it is windy or rainy, hot or cold.
A few years have passed, and probably many parents have become accustomed to seeing the mentally retarded student simply smile and act like a real person.
Almost every day after school at noon and afternoon, he will "direct traffic" on the path in front of the school, as serious and pious as a traffic policeman. He will fairly reprimand every parent who "violates the rules" in his eyes from time to time. If he sees a little classmate fall, he will run a few steps to help him up. If he sees someone in danger of being hit, he will remind him in time. In his vague language, he never cares whether the other person is ungrateful or grateful.
Every day when I see him, I always think of a scene that moved me all my life: at noon, my parents were waiting for us outside the school gate, and the mentally retarded classmate was still "directing" the traffic. At this time, a little classmate tripped over a brick on the road while playing, and his mother picked him up and carried him away. That brick must have been seen by all the students and parents. I saw it too, but I didn't expect to take it. Everyone is also standing around, chatting about their own days and thinking about their own affairs. At this time, it was the mentally retarded classmate who ran very fast, picked up the brick and threw it under the wall in the distance.
I suddenly felt ashamed. I think many students and parents must have felt this way at that time. I suddenly remembered the three-character classic: "At the beginning of life, human nature is good." Students in a state of chaos, he maintained an innate human nature-kindness! But we people with normal intelligence have gradually ignored these two words. Maybe it is still hidden in a corner of our hearts, but we have no time to express it and it has already been covered with dust.
Every day still goes by like water, and that mentally retarded classmate is still happy and active on campus every day, busy and satisfied.
At the school sports meeting, he will pick up rubbish for everyone and even take it out on many naughty classmates. .
He has been smiling, tolerant and honest.
Perhaps, he feels that he is integrated into this campus, and it is this campus that keeps him away from loneliness, so he is grateful. I am moved by him day by day, and I think because of him, I swept away the dust accumulated in my mind.
Thank you, classmates!
7. My classmates describe their compositions by appearance, action and language. I have a classmate named Sue.
She has beautiful eyes, a high nose, black hair and a small mouth. She looks beautiful. I admire her personality and her cleverness most.
In every exam, she is within five points. She is optimistic, helpful and knows right from wrong.
There are few such people in the world. Because of her kindness, she has many friends.
Once everyone has made friends with her, there is no need to worry. She is also very filial to her family.
I often help my mother with housework and listen to my parents. Whenever her friend needs her help, she will certainly lend a helping hand.
Teachers and classmates also praised her. She won't be proud if she gets good grades.
When she sees some people with unsatisfactory grades, she will comfort her and tell him not to lose heart and try harder next time. People say she is beautiful and smart.
But she often says that she is not the most beautiful or the smartest. I am the least attractive and the least intelligent one.
Of course, at the same time, when she is in trouble, someone will help her. Once, she lost ten yuan at school.
Everyone is desperately looking for her. Finally, the good man got what he deserved and finally found it.
Every Christmas, she has as many Christmas cards as the Milky Way. I can't count them.
She is also very helpful to teachers. She is also willing to do what the teacher asks her to do.
Everyone thinks that she is a very nice person. I think so myself.
So do you think she is a great person? Wu is a classmate who often helps me. I think he is kind and kind. Whenever I can't write Chinese calligraphy, he will teach me to write one by one. Nice to meet this amiable classmate. Jiang Yixuan is my favorite classmate, and I think she is the most popular classmate. I think she is beautiful and will do everything wholeheartedly, so her works are beautiful every time, and I appreciate her works very much.
Liu Junjie is the most enthusiastic student and Shen Youwei is the most responsible student. I think these two students are very enthusiastic about everything. I think I will learn more from them and work harder! He Jingya is my best classmate. I am very happy to know her. I hope to sing, dance, write and draw with her every day.
Wait a minute. Sue is my happiest classmate, because whenever I see her, there will be a smile on her face. When I see her smile, I feel very happy.
Cai Yongzheng is my unhappy classmate and likes to complain. Huang Shengxuan is a classmate who I think is not attentive in class. They are the most naughty students in our class. I don't like their personalities. I hope they will make great progress in the future, and I will become good friends with them.
Lin is the most attentive student in my class. I think she is good at her lessons, serious in class and kind to others. I think I should learn more from her and work harder! Come on! Let's go
8. My deskmate's composition is 500 words, with expression and action language.
On a sunny morning, when you come to the classroom with your schoolbag on your back, you can always see you holding a pointer. You are so cute and kind, so you are the one I trust most among girls. You always have a happy smile on your mouth.
But when you are angry, it is terrible, even "no one can recognize you." I've seen you as selfless as Bao Qingtian. That day, I finished my homework, and after a long sigh, I chatted with my classmates. I think; Everyone knows that I get along well with you, so you won't embarrass me, will you?
When you "patrol" like a soldier, when you see me, you knock on the table to remind us, but I don't care about your movements in Tan Xing, and we still chat happily. You frowned and wrote my name on the blackboard. When the whole class saw you write your friend's name on the blackboard, they were all shocked and the classroom became silent. ...
My face is red with anger. I stand up and argue with you. Her eyes shot at me like a sword; "As a team leader, you even take the lead in speaking. Of course, you have to write down your name! " After listening to your best decission, I bowed my head in shame. And after class, you seem to forget that and play with me affectionately.
Our feelings actually became better because of that conflict, which made our memories more harmonious and happier.
9. Ask for an essay about writing a classmate (500 words, write a good classmate, have a look and move her-she is a pretty girl;
She is a good classmate who is helpful;
She is my good friend-Fan Jiawei.
Fan Jiawei is a beautiful girl. She is slim, tall and dark, but this does not affect her beauty at all, but adds a little beauty. Her eyes are so beautiful: bright black eyes, like two shiny black pearls, and like a pair of black glass balls immersed in clear water. Any part of the steering track is smart and charming. Plus a pair of glasses with lavender frame, it looks like a "little doctor". She sometimes uses plain headdress to tie a soft and elegant hair behind her head, and her hair is braided like a "little lady".
Fan Jiawei is a good girl who is ready to help others. Once, Fan Jiawei and I were playing Woodenhead. Suddenly, a little girl accidentally tripped and fell so hard that she couldn't get up for a while. She was about to help when I stopped her and said, "It's not from our class. Whatever. She can't afford it. Let's keep playing. Don't waste time. " Unexpectedly, her eyebrows twisted into two earthworms. She said angrily to me, "You don't care about other classes, do you?" She is also a member of our school. Think about it, what it's like to fall like this without anyone to help you! "Say that finish, he walked beside the little girl, helped her up and comforted her a few words. The little girl limped back to the classroom. My face turned red. What a good classmate! What kind classmates! How selfish I am compared with her! She is a helpful girl, and I am. ...
I can't draw in art class because I forgot to bring my marker. When she saw it, she lent me the watercolor pen without hesitation, but she was criticized. I walked up to him guiltily and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so selfish ..." But she said, "It's good to know, and make a good change!" From then on, I got rid of selfishness.
This is my helpful friend.
10. composition: my classmate asked to describe him by grasping his appearance, movements and language characteristics. He is very tall, very tall.
A pair of watery eyes embedded in the round goose egg face is very magical. Under his eyes is his straight nose, and Zhang Yuanyuan's big red mouth has been an "old neighbor" for ten years! He is a very caring classmate and likes to help others.
He is my classmate Liu Zeyu. One day in self-study class, I made a mistake in my homework, so I looked for an eraser in my pencil box, but I couldn't find it. I started rummaging through the table again, but I couldn't find it for a long time.
Oh, what is it? I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks-running around. Then I patted my head and remembered that I must have left my homework in my schoolbag yesterday.
what can I do? This is only the first class! At this moment, Liu Zeyu just handed in his exercise book and came over. Seeing that I was in such a hurry, he asked me with concern, "What's the matter with you? Why are you in such a hurry? " I replied helplessly, "I forgot to bring my eraser." Liu Zeyu went on to say, "Then you can use my eraser."
After that, he handed me a black eraser, and I was very grateful. After the first class, I went over to thank Liu Zeyu: "Liu Zeyu, thank you."
He said, "Never mind, good friend, you don't have to be so polite. This eraser can be returned to me after school today.
I'm afraid some students don't bring school tools, so I bring an eraser and a ruler every day. "I didn't know much about Liu Zeyu before, but after listening to his words, I knew he was a helpful classmate.
I'm really glad to have such a good classmate.