Chapter 1: There are many unforgettable things between me and my friends
There are many unforgettable things between me and my friends, but one thing made me deeply feel the friendship between friends, and it also made me feel Friends are "beautiful".
It was during a calligraphy class that my pen suddenly couldn’t produce any ink. I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely like a little rabbit. I was so angry that I drew and drew on the scratch paper, but it still didn't work. At this time, my little temper gradually increased, and I couldn't help but burst into anger: I grabbed the pen and shook it hard a few times, OK! There was ink again, and I suddenly turned from sadness to joy, picked up my pen and continued to write my words. As I was writing, suddenly, I noticed a few drops of black ink splashed on Xiaofang’s skirt in the front row. Oops, I got into trouble! Fortunately, she didn't notice. I became nervous and stared at her back, not knowing what to do.
This is two "I's" flying out: the first "I" said: "Just pretend not to see it. If you tell her, she may ask you to pay for your clothes or blame you." Chapter 1 The second me said: "Hurry up and apologize to Xiaofang, so as not to make the same mistake again and again." I decided to tell Xiaofang. I patted his shoulder and said to Xiaofang with an uneasy feeling: "I'm sorry, I accidentally threw the ink on your skirt. Can you forgive me?" After saying that, I looked at her carefully, for fear that she would let it go. I accompanied her in that brand new dress. Unexpectedly, she looked at herself for a while, smiled and said without hesitation: "If it's okay, just go back and wash it off. If it doesn't wash off, just treat it as a color!"
My eyes swelled up after a while. Full of golden beads, on the way home, watching her retreating back, I took big steps and followed her footsteps forward! Chapter 2: My story with my friends
My friends and I joined hands The story I walked through is something I will never forget. Once, when I was on duty on the 1st and 4th duty, I didn’t have a good friend around me. I seemed to be back to the past, with no friends, lonely, lonely. I just did my own thing every day, and when I was done, I just sat and stayed, day after day. I couldn't even think about that feeling. Just when I was about to finish my duty, a familiar figure passed by me. Hey - it must be Tian Haoyu's friend who came to pick him up! I only heard a voice: "Wang Wenshuai, hurry up!" Hey, who is it? This voice is so familiar! I looked up and saw that it was Dai Yuang. Suddenly a heat flowed through my body and touched my heart. I quickly finished my duty and left this lonely classroom. , walked to my good friend and played with him.
A friend is a lens. In fact, he knows you better than you do.
One day at noon, I was checking the lunch discipline. I could only eat at the end. At this time, a dark cloud appeared above me. It was raining and lightning flashed. Suddenly, a warm voice blew away the dark cloud. Dismissed: "Can I help you cook?" A bright sun immediately appeared above my head. When I looked up, it was Yang Haoran. I said excitedly: "Okay, I just want that dish!"
After a while, he called and saw two "big" bowls of that dish in front of me. "Hey, he knew I couldn't eat so much and he still served it to me!" I muttered. In fact, I know he is doing it for my own good. I am so thin that I can see my bones, so of course I need to gain weight. A friend knows you and understands you. In fact, you can't hide anything from him.
Friends will bring you infinite warmth, and they will also bring you unlimited happiness, and will not make you feel lonely! Chapter 3: My story with my friends
She has black and beautiful hair, She is smart, agile, and has a golden mind. She is tall and strong, and wears glasses. She looks like a knowledgeable, knowledgeable, and knowledgeable doctor. Who is she? She is my best friend, Ng Pei-en.
Wu Pei’en is versatile and a student who loves everyone. She has an optimistic and cheerful personality. When she encounters difficulties, she will not give up halfway and still never give up. I admire her very much. She has a generous personality and is eager to help others. When her classmates are in the clutches of terror, she is brave enough to help her, regardless of trivial matters.
And Wu Pei’en and I can be said to be like-minded friends! After class, everyone went out to play in twos and threes, and we wandered around in the world of books. In a wonderful and wonderful situation, we saw the mysterious and strange magical world. The brave and strong Harry Potter, at the critical moment, broke through many paths. The levels made us jaw-dropping and we could never tire of them, even to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat! In the music hall, there is a continuous flow of beautiful sounds, such as "Minuet", "Pastoral", "Girl's Prayer", etc...
Nothing troubles us. Even our family members praise us as little Beethovens! Wu Pei'en and I are often assigned to the same group. When writing study maps, the division of labor and cooperation, coupled with our good tacit understanding, enable us to achieve excellent results in the class, which makes us very excited. When I competed with her in badminton, we were almost neck-and-neck. No matter how good my skills were, I was still defeated in the end. Like a dragon in the water, she is good at butterfly pose, frog pose, freestyle, and back pose. She reaches the finish line in less than a second every time she swims, while I am chasing behind her, panting like an ox, so as long as she is Invite her to the swimming competition, and she will have a guaranteed bonus.
Friendship is precious and allows me to leave beautiful memories in every moment of my life. Chapter 4: My story with my friends
There used to be a very good friend named Zhang Xinyao. I am a child from a rural area and she is a child from a big city, so we can only play together every summer and winter vacation.
Xin Yao is one year younger than me. She is a beautiful and kind girl. I spent four or five summer and winter vacations with her, and the impression she left on me was very unforgettable.
That black and shiny hair; two beautiful eyebrows that are as curved as the moon; a pair of big eyes as bright as clear springs embedded in the white and red face; plus a straight, beautiful little nose and a Zhang is ruddy but thin, often with a quiet smile and a small mouth, like Snow White in fairy tales. This is - Zhang Xinyao.
Xin Yao is not only as beautiful as Snow White, but also as kind as her.
On this day, Xinyao was playing at my house, but for some reason my puppy "Xiaobai" kept barking in the yard. I really couldn't stand Xiaobai's "singing", so angrily, I picked up a wooden stick and pretended to hit it to scare it. When Xinyao saw it, she thought I was going to hit Xiaobai, so she shouted: "Liu Renwei, don't hit it!" I stopped my hand and looked back at Xinyao in confusion. She ran up to me and pouted at me. Said: "Why are you hitting it? It also has freedom. We are also talking all the time. It may also feel annoyed, but what can it do!" I then realized that she had misunderstood me, so I smiled and said: "I just wanted to scare it, and I didn't mean to hit it." After hearing this, Xinyao said with a smile: "I thought you were really that cruel." This is kindness - Zhang Xinyao.
However, we won’t be able to see each other every year from now on, because her parents divorced and she was sentenced to her father, so she can no longer come to her grandma’s house in the countryside, and we can no longer play together. .
I want to say to Xin Yao: "Xin Yao, I miss you very much. Even though we can't play together now, we are still very good friends." Chapter 5: My story with my friends
p>Last Friday, Chen Nuo and I had a fight. Both parties were arguing very hard, but it was just about a dollar.
I lost one dollar from Chen Nuo, and we had a quarrel because of this.
I know that Chen Nuo and I are both introverted, unoptimistic and shy children, so it is even harder for us to reconcile. Don’t say a simple greeting, even look at each other. Nor willing.
What makes me happy is that Chen Nuo, who is usually unforgiving, actually took the initiative to apologize to me.
This morning, I remember Chen Nuo walked up to me with an expressionless expression and said in a daze: "Let's make peace. Don't be like before and almost abandon our friendship forever." Wow!" As soon as Chen Nuo finished speaking, I kept shouting in my heart: "Of course I want to make up, you ignored me, and now I have been dreaming about how to make up with you for three days in a row!" Although in my heart! I really wanted to reconcile, but I still acted indifferently and said, "Just reconcile." Chen Nuo returned to his usual face, smiling from the bottom of his heart. He looked very happy, as if he was looking forward to this moment. It's been a long time...
But this matter is not over yet. Because it was Chen Nuo who took the initiative to make peace with me this time, so what I want to do is thank my friend Chen Nuo here. He said what I had been dreaming about in my heart, and he was the confidant I had been looking for for a long time in my previous life.
"Like" is by the side of "hate". As long as "like" becomes stronger, "hate" will follow "like". Only by letting the friendship go through more hardships can friendship be strengthened. Become more indestructible! Chapter 6: Stories about my friends and I
Everyone has a happy, sad, unforgettable, outing, etc. It is an unforgettable thing for me to write this.
I have a good friend. She has short ear-length hair, a pair of bright eyes, a medium-sized mouth, a high bridge nose, and two ears.
She is a carefree, bold, and casual girl. As for me, others say that I am generous, so I will not deny it. I am a generous, timid girl who loves to laugh and is very curious.
I remember one time, after school in the morning, I walked to the third floor to wait for her. As soon as she came out of the classroom, I felt something was wrong. Her face didn't look good, so I asked her what was wrong? ! She told me: "During self-study in Chinese class, I took out my mobile phone to listen to music, but the class teacher saw it and confiscated my mobile phone." I was dumbfounded after hearing this, and asked: Did your class teacher tell me what I should do before I can listen to music? Give you the phone back? She said: Yes, he told me to ask my parents to come or ask them to call him. I said: Will your mother scold you if she finds out? "Definitely! She can only curse a few times. It's okay. I'll ask her to talk to the teacher." She seemed to say happily.
In the afternoon, we agreed to arrive at school at 1:30, but I saw her crying there. The circles under her eyes were red. Even after wiping them, the tears kept flowing out. I just didn't talk to her. Originally I wanted to tell her to stop crying, but I don't know why, I always wanted to say it but didn't dare.
When the school opened, we walked in, and she asked me: What classes do you have in the afternoon? Let me just say: music and history. He said nothing. When we reached the stairs, she asked me if there was a girl in your class who kept missing recently. I said: Well, sometimes she goes home after one or two sessions, and sometimes she doesn’t come in the afternoon, morning, or all day. She must be feeling unwell. She said: Oh.
After that we went to the classroom separately.
When I returned to the classroom, I thought that if she had someone to play with, she would stop crying. I really didn’t want her to cry again.
After one period and two periods, it was finally time for school to end. I went to the third floor to wait for her as usual. When I saw her coming out, she was still smiling. I thought she shouldn’t be sad anymore. Along the way, she was talking and laughing with others. I thought, "What a rapid change! Sometimes I cry, sometimes I laugh. Forget it, it'll be fine if I don't cry." Then, when we arrived at the school gate, we said goodbye together and rode home.
After I got home, I thought, tomorrow is another weekend holiday, wow! So happy!
This is an unforgettable thing for me and my good friend. Chapter 7: My story with my friends
Everyone has friends, and everyone has requirements for making friends. For example, some people want to be clean and beautiful; some want to be smart and capable; some want good temperament, and some want good craftsmanship? Let’s take a look at my family’s “requirements” for friends!
I asked my dad: What kind of person are you going to make friends with? "Well, I will make friends with someone who has the same hobbies, can talk to me, and has a healthy mind," Dad replied! "Then how do you treat your friends?" I continued to ask, "I am sincere to my friends! I don't give in order to get anything, and I must be enthusiastic towards my friends." Oh! So that’s it, no wonder dad has so many friends! I whispered!
I asked my mother again, "What kind of person would you make friends with?", and my mother replied: "She has a straightforward personality and shouldn't be too complicated, it's that simple!" "Then how do you treat your friends? What?” “Since we are friends, of course we must be sincere!” That's it!
I also have >my friends. My requirements for making friends are very high - they must pay attention to cleanliness, their academic performance should not be too bad, their quality must be good, and they must be sincere to me? Of course, I will also be sincere to my friends! Whenever a friend is sad, I will comfort her. Whenever a friend is in trouble, I will try my best to help her. Whenever a classmate's academic performance declines, I encourage her. I will help my friends just as my friends help me. I will try my best to be the best to my friends. most.
Slowly I have more friends! I believe that in the future, I will gradually have more friends than my parents!
As I grow up, I gradually understand that if you make "requests" to your friends, then you must also listen and accept their requests!
Friendship between friends is a kind of beautiful love. Friendship between friends needs us to cherish it. We must cherish it and take care of it to make it more beautiful! Chapter 8: My story with my friends
With a small cherry mouth, dark skin, a thin figure, and a pair of watery little eyes, she is my good friend - Lin Ming.
Lin Ming is the "King of Funny" in our class. I remember one time, during music class, the teacher played the music "Jigong" and asked someone to come up and play Jigong. The class suddenly became quiet. Look, students. Look at me, look at you, no one dares to perform on stage. Suddenly "Let me come", we all turned around and it turned out to be Lin Ming. She walked up to the stage, twisted her "water snake waist", which made our class burst out laughing. Maybe Lin Ming thought that he hadn't made everyone laugh yet, so he picked up the classmate's book from the first table, rolled it up into a ball, and put it on the classmate's head "thump" "Dong" started knocking, and he was still saying something in his mouth, just like a monk knocking on a wooden fish. Lin Ming lifted up her clothes again, touched her belly and said, "It feels so good!" This time the boys didn't dare to look at her. Looking at the students, some laughed so much that their stomachs hurt, and some even shed tears. The teacher was also laughing next to them.
Lin Ming loves to sing, but her singing skills are not as good as her comedy level. After all, "no gold is pure and no one is perfect"! She sang as if she had broken her music box and was always out of tune. Although she sang with great devotion and thought it was quite interesting, I sounded like a tone-deaf drake, just like the fat tiger in "Doraemon". How can this be called singing? But she never cared. In her own words: Sing if you want?
>This is my partner. I believe you will like her when he comes.