It's good to have you.
Once, I was a very arrogant person, with no friends and no one to lend me a helping hand when I was helpless. At that time, I thought I didn't need the help of my friends. Once, a black umbrella changed me and made me deeply understand that it is good to have friends!
It happened in the second grade of primary school.
One day in late autumn. "Jingle bells-Jingle bells-"The school bell rang. It is raining cats and dogs outside the window. Rain is like a broken bead. Ah! I suddenly remembered: "No umbrella!" I am anxious to whisper from time to time, "How can I go home?" ! Damn weather! "
Most students walk out of the campus with their beloved umbrellas. Some students are like me-they don't have umbrellas. But they are luckier than me, because they are sheltered by their friends.
Almost all the students have left, leaving only me and my newly transferred classmate Li Luchi in the classroom. She was cleaning the floor and I stared out of the window. The classroom is very quiet, and the "rustling" sound from the broom is so harsh.
"Cao Lin" broke the silence, and I was startled. "You didn't bring an umbrella?" Li Luchi asked. She talked to me because she was a new classmate. If it is someone else, I don't care! Because I have always been aloof and don't want to talk nonsense with her, I just said coldly, "OK, you go!" " However, she was so impressed that she put the little black umbrella into my hand and said, "You can use it first. It's so late, hurry home! " "Suddenly, I felt a warm current rushing all over my body. I finally feel the warmth of having friends. Looking at the umbrella in my hand, I was so moved that I couldn't speak. Although this umbrella is black, it is the most beautiful umbrella in the world in my heart. I shouted at her who had run away, "Without an umbrella, you ... you will get wet!" " "
She didn't even look back and disappeared into the hazy rain. I can't help sighing in my heart: "Dear friend, you are a fountain in my wilderness, a charcoal fire in my cold, and a good doctor in my long illness!" " "
From that moment on, I changed and became a person who loves to make friends. Of course, Li Luchi and I have also become best friends.
I grew up, I gained, and I finally understood: when we succeed, we will feel happier because of our friends' congratulations; When we are sad, with the advice of our friends, we will soon be free from sadness; When we encounter difficulties, with the help of friends, we will enhance our courage and confidence to overcome them.
I said from the bottom of my heart, "It's good to have friends!"
It's good to have you.
A cool breeze blew off this charming flower. Although I lost the charm that once bloomed, I also appreciated the prosperity of the world. Who would have thought that in this picturesque season, falling flowers also have endless beauty?
He and I, when we first met, had forgotten, but fortunately, he always accompanied me, never leaving, never going far. It is because of his company that my youth has color! Never lonely.
When I was in the fifth grade (our May 4th Movement), I was promoted to the sixth grade near the end of the semester. I heard that I was placed in a class. I don't know why I always fidget. I'm afraid I can't be in the same class with him. I'm afraid of losing a bosom friend ... fortunately, it's destiny takes a hand! I am in the same class with him again.
In fact, I just stepped into this new campus. I am like a headless fly, with no direction. I gradually integrated into this warm and lively class. Later, when I was in trouble, I would be the first to talk to him. There seems to be a sea in his heart, calm and comfortable. He always listens to me quietly. It seems that my troubles are like a noisy fish. If I fall into the sea, I will be more calm.
That year, I took the first monthly exam and just entered a new environment. I was really a failure and was condemned by my parents and teachers. I fell into a trough because of sadness. Fortunately, with his company, his words always make me laugh, cheer me up and let me out of the trough ... Maybe he is not outstanding, maybe others will look down on him, maybe he is often bullied by others, but he, in my heart, has always been a good friend!
What is a friend? Simple answer: a person who comforts you when you are hurt; Someone who will listen quietly when you are sad; A person you should cherish all your life, a true friend who can accompany you crazy, make trouble, cry and laugh!
The day I met him was my luckiest day. He is plain, and he doesn't talk much, but he understands sincerely. When do you have friends? Like a flower and a waiting friend. ...
When the flowers bloom, they are charming and fragrant and intoxicating; When flowers fall, they have a sad and soft beauty. After watching them for a long time, I naturally feel that they have a different flavor. Very good! Meet you in my blooming youth! It's good to have you!
It's good to have you.
When I was two years old, I was still a toddler under the care of my mother. With her help, I learned to speak. By my mother's side, I can bravely do anything I want. When I was three years old, I entered kindergarten in my own tears. My mother always gives me the greatest encouragement and comfort in the face of strange environment.
When I was six years old, I entered primary school. I learned to go to school by myself. When I crossed the street and finally got to school, I didn't know that my mother was smiling silently behind me. It was my mother's strict requirements that made my drum set go smoothly for the first time.
I still remember my sixth birthday and got my first bike. Although my mother is very busy, she practices with me on the playground all day. From turning the wheel twice to mastering the straight line, from learning to turn to riding once, my mother always said, "Come on! It is getting better and better! " I didn't show impatience for a whole day, and I still remember that day clearly.
When I was nine years old, my grades were always poor. Although my mother was worried about me, she didn't scold me. Instead, she chose to trust me and cheer me up before the final exam. I ushered in the top ten in my first class. Even if I fell later, my mother never scolded me for my grades.
At the age of ten, his grades were stable, but he became proud. Anyway, my mother always checks my tasks strictly and never slacks off. She warned me not to be complacent, because pride will lead to failure.
When I was twelve years old, I had become a junior high school student, as tall as my mother. Mother gets up every morning, goes to bed at night and has little rest time. My sister wakes up every night, which is even worse. My mother is as busy as a bee. Although she has become impatient, she is still willing to choose to trust me or care about me and ask me.
Motherly love will never be exhausted. Motherly love is very great and will always accompany us. Thanks to my mother's care for my life and tolerance for my wild behavior, she has always been by my side.
It's good to have you.
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. Memories/kloc-every move, every sentence, and every scenery on the road of growing up 0/2 years ago. There is no denying that the road to growth is bumpy, and you may fall down anytime and anywhere. But if you fall down and get up again and again, you will get more. They are like solid and flat soil, paving a bright road for you.
When I was in the first grade, I just stepped into a new school. Looking at the frolicking crowd on the playground, there are more than 50 new faces in the classroom, and the kind smile of the class teacher also makes me feel strange, scared and indescribable lonely. Strangeness, fear and loneliness made me sink deeper and deeper into the quagmire of autism. It is you, my friend. You reached out your hand of friendship and pulled me out of the mire. You make me feel familiar and kind. We are inseparable, whether in class, between classes or on the way to school, we all exist. Gradually, I am not so lonely. I gained friendship on the way of growing up. It is like solid and flat soil, paving a bright road for me.
In the second grade, I began to learn to play the piano. At first, I knew nothing. The notes on the piano music are like clumsy symbols, and my hands are weak. But after five years of practice and teacher's earnest instruction, I have changed from ignorance to proficiency. My hands are big and powerful, and the piano score is full of clever notes. I have gained beauty on the road of growing up. It is like solid and flat soil, paving a bright road for me.
In the fourth grade, I counted down to 800 meters at the school sports meeting. I couldn't bear the shame in my heart and resolutely joined the track and field team. I always fell behind at first, so I trained more seriously than others. Although my meticulous attitude made me improve a lot and went straight to the third place, I also left a foot injury and didn't train for a month. After the injury, I worked harder. Although I was dizzy after returning home, I persisted. In the sixth grade, I broke the school record. On the road of growth, I have gained persistence, which is like solid and flat soil, paving a bright road for me.
Friendship, beauty and persistence have paved a bright road for me, making me unimpeded all the way. It's good to have you on the road to growth.
It's good to have you.
I still remember the warmth of my heart when the sunshine flows freely on my body; I still remember the inner shock when dandelion jumped up and struggled, leaving an arc in the air; I still remember the feeling of "looking for him in the crowd for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looking back, the man was in the dim light".
When I was a child, you dragged me along the country road. You're in the front and I'm in the back. I'll pick one from the roadside flowers and give it to you. Your kind face is full of smiles. I will run all the way and count the stars in the field. But you just want to remind me to be careful, run slowly and don't fall down. You will hold me on your generous and strong back and hold my little hand with your thick hands.
But I never found you so kind to me.
Because I am busy with my studies, I don't often go to my hometown to see you. Busy with study, I often care about you with greetings such as "Grandpa be careful" and "Grandpa goodbye". Dad asked me to pick watermelons with you that day. If not, I won't walk on this road with you again. You handed me the watermelon and said to me, "If you can't carry it, put it on the ground. I'll get it later." Sweat is all over your face, so just wipe it with your sleeve. I quickly took out a napkin and handed it to you. You wave: "No, no, the clothes need to be washed anyway." You're talking, towards the distant. I look at your back: when did you become so thin? The back is slightly bent, and it is not straight! There is also a little white hair between the hair, no longer black and shiny! Your rough big hands are still doing farm work. In order to save money, you always scrimp and save, and the leftovers at home are always packed. Twilight is half the sky, but the protagonist is the thin and old figure. It's getting dark, and you are walking slowly towards me with a big basket full of watermelons. The setting sun dyed the sky red. "Let's go home." There are two shadows on the ground, one large and one small.
I hold your hand, I am in front and you are in the back. I looked at the road: "Grandpa, be careful, there seems to be a stone in front." You smiled and said, "Grandpa is old and blind. I need my daughter to help me in the future. " "Of course." Laughter rippled on the path.
I have never found you so kind to me, and you are so kind to this family. How could I forget? The temperature of your palm! How could I forget? Your warm smile! How could I forget? Your eternal care!
The sun shines on the earth and dandelions fly freely. I looked back silently and saw you still behind me.
Grandpa, it's good to have you!
It's good to have you.
"It's hard to find a bosom friend in a thousand miles, but it's easy to walk a few more ways ..." Whenever I hear this song, I not only feel that it's good to have friends. Friends are like a mirror, reflecting their own shortcomings and advantages.
I have a friend in primary school, who is a lively and cheerful boy. Sometimes they are my brothers, sometimes they are at odds with me, but most of the time they can live in peace.
He seems to have a fearless leopard, too He dared to point out my shortcomings in front of the class. All the boys in my class gave me three points in my class. I love face, am strong and stubborn. When my patience reached the point where I was angry with embarrassment, I patted the table and shouted, "Do you mind going public?" ! One word missing will kill you! "So, a war of words is inevitable. This is the fuse between me and him.
But after scolding, we will also take the initiative to admit our impulses and mistakes. Forgiveness is never as good as it used to be.
Such days continue day after day. Because of this, I learn my own shortcomings and deficiencies from his accusations every time, and correct them to become a girl who learns to improve herself.
I haven't seen him since junior high school, because he has gone far away to study. He is my primary school classmate Zhang Jiageng.
I once read such a passage in a book: "there is a kind of person who is smooth and seems to be very sociable." He often tells you how good you are and how bad others are. This kind of person is not worth making friends. " And there is a kind of person who may criticize you face to face, point out your shortcomings, but praise the advantages of others in front of you. You may not want to accept his honesty, but this kind of person is really trustworthy. "Zhang Jiageng belongs to the latter. Losing him is like losing a mirror that corrects my shortcomings.
Franklin once said, "A father is wealth, a brother is comfort, and a friend has both." When can I see my second mirror?
It's good to have you.
Page by page, turn to the yellowed book, which contains too many memories about us. Unconsciously, I grew up and you were old.
Grandma told me that you left a beautiful scar on your stomach in order to give birth to me, and it won't go away. In life, you always scrimp and save, give me what you think is good first, and raise me through hard work. Although full of hardships, you never complained and regretted afterwards. I was always sick when I was a child, so the hospital was the most frequent place to go. Every time I go to the hospital, I have to make trouble several times. You are not angry, but patiently comforted, so my young and fidgety heart will always calm down slowly under your comfort. Ten years have passed, and I have grown up, but you still told me like a child that you should wear more clothes and drink more water when it is cold, and learn to live independently ... Over time, I even feel a little bored, but I don't know how much you love me in these tedious nagging.
Then something happened at home, and I realized that you were fragile, too. I heard that my aunt suddenly fainted. Although you are not around, you have been holding the phone in your hand and asking about the situation from time to time. Finally, the bad news came that my aunt died of illness. You hurried back to your hometown, pretending to be calm in front of everyone, but unconsciously shed tears behind you, fearing that everyone would worry about you and quietly wipe it off while others were not paying attention. At this time, I suddenly felt sour in my heart. You, who are so strong and optimistic at ordinary times, also have a fragile side. Then, it was the news that grandpa was dying, and you didn't tell me because it was the final exam. You told me grandpa left because you were afraid I would be sad. You comforted me and said, "Everyone will have this day. Maybe your grandfather will go to heaven, so that he won't be tortured by illness. " Although I was sad at that time, your words calmed me down a lot. "
You are like this, constantly encouraging me to move forward in my life and teaching me to face difficulties bravely, but I didn't know that your temples had white hair and your cheeks had wrinkles.
Everything in the world is inferior to you!
Mom, it's good to have you!
It's good to have you.
Although she didn't cook me a delicious breakfast every morning, although she was often away from me and only met once or twice during the long vacation, listening to the voice from the other end of the phone, my heart seemed to flow into a warm current. She is my mother.
It was summer vacation, and I got rid of the pressure of study and was taken to my mother's job. She gets up at six o'clock every morning and is busy until eleven o'clock. I'm just playing around with children my age. At that time, I was still young, not very sensible and not very good at crying. The children bullied me as a stranger and scolded me in a dialect I didn't understand. Actually, I don't understand either I'm just guessing. I'm not angry either, because I can only play with them and pretend not to know. But when playing hide-and-seek games, they bullied me one after another, and they pushed me in front of the captors. When I caught him, I counted for ten seconds and he was gone. Even if I give up, they won't come out.
I ran home wronged. On the way home, I saw them playing with others, and I was even more angry. When I got home, I took out my mother's mobile phone to play games, hoping to eliminate my inner anger by playing games. After playing for a while, I felt bored, and what happened just now came back to my mind. At this time, my mother came back and saw me unhappy. She asked me with concern, "What's the matter?" When I heard my mother's words, my grievances suddenly turned into tears and swirled in my eyes unwillingly. When I made it clear in detail, my mother said earnestly, "Maybe it's not what you saw, or maybe they accidentally pushed you and hid too far to hear you give up." After watching you leave, they went to play with others. " I listened to it and felt reasonable, so I silently put away my tears.
My mother often teaches me that a person does something for a reason. Don't think about his mistakes, first reflect on whether you have done anything wrong. These principles have always accompanied me on the road of my growth. Thank you.-Mom! When I am sad and confused, enlighten me and make me happier and stronger! I love you, Mom!
It's good to have you.
Time flies, and many people and things gradually leave me with the passage of time. But you have been with me, never giving up, always guarding me. ...
I fell in love with you at first sight when I first met you. Since then, I have been crazy about you.
You are fat and thin, big and small, and you also have colorful "clothes". Although you are only a book, I love you as much as my parents. Although you are only a book, the help you have given me is incomparable to many people.
In the hot June, on the playground, with the whistle of the PE teacher "Xu", the 800-meter test began, and the students rushed out like an arrow, so I had to follow. After running a lap, I don't seem too tired. After running for two laps, I began to feel a little tired. The third lap has already started, and I'm out of breath. Rubber smells bad in the hot sun, so I can't help sweating all over and my legs are weak. By this time, I had run two or three steps, and I thought angrily: Isn't it fatal to run 800 meters in such a hot day? Just when I was about to give up, I thought of you. You told me Paul's story: he encountered many difficulties in road construction, including cold pressure and the threat of bandits, but he didn't give up, but insisted on letting the disease take away his health. You told me to stick to whatever I do. I want to give up when I encounter such a little difficulty now, and there will be more difficulties in the future.
Thinking about what you told me, I saw the lighthouse like a lost ship in the dark; Just like the land that has been dry for a long time without rain has seen showers; Just like desperate people see hope, with hope, they have the motivation to move forward. I suddenly felt full of strength, and my previous fatigue had already vanished. In the end, I persisted and ran the whole course.
It's very kind of you to give me hope and motivation when I'm about to give up and keep me going.
When I was helpless, you helped me; Give me guidance when I am confused; Give me motivation when I want to give up!
You, teachers and friends are an indispensable part of my life. It's good to have you!
It's good to have you.
Teacher, you have created the youth of countless young people with decades of hard work. On the way of growing up, you are a gardener and I am a grass; You are the boundless sky and I am the sun. Teacher, it's good to have you!
I remember one time, I was listening to your lecture carefully. You threw a difficult question and no one answered it, and no one dared to answer it. Suddenly, the classroom was so quiet that all the students around me dared not make any noise and buried their heads very low. However, your words ignited me. ...
"Ladies and gentlemen, please raise your noble heads." Haha, laughter suddenly came from the classroom. I can't sit still. I held my hand high. The teacher saw my hand and called me up in surprise. I finally raised my hand today because I don't like talking very much. After I answered the question, the teacher said happily, "OK. I hope you can speak as actively as you do today. " . The teacher believes you! "Teacher, just because of your little compliment, I have aroused my enthusiasm for learning. Teacher, it's good to have your encouragement!
I still remember a monthly exam. That day, you were angrily announcing your Chinese scores. I was so nervous that I was afraid that I would fail the exam. After reading me, I got 89.5 points ... Oh, my God! I feel my heart is about to collapse, it's a pity that my score is only 0.5 … I was in a mess at that time, and I didn't know how to explain it to my family …
In a few weeks, you will announce the progress prize and the top ten certificates. I don't know how to describe my feelings. Anyway, there is definitely no me ... "Li Ruicheng, come and get your progress award." What? Hmm? Is there me? I'm not dreaming! I put on an incredible expression to accept the prize. Afterwards, you gave me a comforting look: "Yes, I did see your progress. I hope you keep it up. " After class, I have been secretly laughing. Teacher, it's good to have your praise!
Since then, I have been listening carefully to your careful teaching. I know, I will study hard and will not live up to your expectations of me. We can't live without you on the dark road in the future. Teacher, it's good to have you!
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