Shinohara is a lovely girl. She is like a princess. She is also good at friendship. Although I like to be spoiled occasionally, it's really good. At school, you can always see me walking hand in hand with her. In the rain, you can always see me walking home with her umbrella. She is my shadow, and I am her shadow. Some students even joked that we were "gay". My friendship with her is like a crystal cup. You can see through it.
In this way, we were naive for six years. On the eve of primary school graduation, I walked into the school again and for the last time. The tall buttonwood trees on campus seem to have been rendered by us, and the campus with heavy autumn sentiment is slightly sad. That evening was really beautiful. ...
But at this moment, I accidentally broke the cup.
After returning to the classroom, we discussed in full swing. After all, it was the last time we wanted to get together, and Shinohara's deskmate was fanning the waste paper on his desk to my seat with a fan. I was very angry, so I kicked the waste paper to Shinohara. Of course, Shinohara kicked it back to me. After repeating it many times, Shinohara was angry and I was not easy to mess with, so we. I was tongue-tied. She fired at me and I fired an atomic bomb at her. Finally, her shoulders trembled and she cried. I may be carried away by anger, but I don't feel guilty at all. In this way, an embarrassing afternoon passed.
After school in the evening, Xiao Xuan came to me and asked, "Do you still want our friendship?" I was shocked, but I shook my head coldly.
Shinohara is crying again. As soon as she turned around, she ran down the street. Under the care of neon lights, I suddenly found that she was so beautiful. Her back is like a proud butterfly. But Shinohara and Shinohara, will our friendship fly away like a butterfly?
In the cold street, when I was shocked by her beauty, tears unconsciously crossed my face.
At night, I couldn't stop thinking about what happened today, and I regretted it.
The next day, to my surprise, Shinohara apologized to me and I shed tears again. I know our crystal cups are reunited.
Shinohara, you are not only my childhood partner, but also my lifelong hand in hand.
He, with short black hair, thin figure, tall and thin arms and legs, is a word in short-thin. When I first met him, I felt like a monkey. He is 24 years old this year, but he looks like a child, but he also has mature and serious times, so of course I like playing with him at that time. Guess who this is? This is my uncle.
He is very humorous. I remember one time, I was sitting at the door chatting with my family. Everyone had a chair and the chair was gone. My uncle came over and saw that there was no chair, so he said to me, "Get up, get up, the chair is going to break, don't wrestle." As soon as I heard this, I got up and saw my uncle sitting on it. Only then did I know that I was "trapped". I was so angry that I pushed him away and prepared to sit on it myself. I was still smug, but as soon as my uncle took the chair, I plopped down on the ground and he sat on it again. I said, "The chair is broken. Stop wrestling." As soon as the voice fell, my uncle said, "I'm not afraid. It doesn't matter if you fall. Don't fall. You are growing. " I have nothing to say but to give my chair to my uncle. Not only that, my uncle is good at taking care of people. I don't know if I should mention it. On that day, my parents were not at home, only my uncle and I watched TV at home. I was hungry, so I asked my uncle to buy two fried noodles. My uncle bought one, and I bought it back. I can't eat spicy food. My uncle gave me one without any pepper, but hers was red pepper. From this little thing, I found that my uncle is a very careful person, although he is very careful at ordinary times. He is fat and thin.
One day, grandma was cleaning. I came across my dinosaur toy when I was 5 years old. When I saw it, I immediately picked it up, patted it clean, and looked at its bright eyes and thick tail. I remembered my childhood when I was inseparable from it.
At that time, when I took the bus, I let it sit on my lap and gently stroked it. When eating, according to the habit, the delicious food is "exclusive", but after I have a little dinosaur, I will give it a piece and a spoonful of soup first. When I sleep, I will cover it with the quilt I made myself and coax it to have a sweet dream. At that time, I loved it and I will always love it. I will suffer for it all my life. But now, my best friend in the past, my real childhood friend, is now forgotten by me in the toy box.
"What's the matter with you, eh?" I was silent for a while and said, "Nothing. I just feel a little sorry for leaving my friend in the toy box." So, I cleaned it and put it in a conspicuous place.
I have many friends, and each friend has a precious memory. I put them in the deepest part of my memory.
When I was a child, I had a very good friend. Her name is Fenyan. I don't know her last name, because after we met, we called each other by their first names to show our friendship.
Fenyan is a very beautiful girl. Big eyes, bright eyes, beautiful nose, small mouth like cherry, fiery red color. She also has black hair. She likes singing, dancing and flowers.
Once, I went to her house to play. There are many flowers in her house. What beautiful lilies! Rose! All of them. Because it is spring, the flowers are in full bloom and beautiful.
I walked into her room and heard the songs played by her open tape recorder in the distance. I opened the door gently and saw the beautiful woman shaking her arms like a bird flying. Then, she spins again, like a bird rushing into the blue sky. I couldn't help clapping my hands when I watched it. She stopped, saw me and said, "Oh, there you are, come in!" " "She turned off the tape recorder, I said," so you dance so well! "She also said that her songs are also very nice. I made her sing a song, and I was fascinated by it. Since then, I often dance and sing with her! When I talked about fashionable flowers, she proudly said, "I planted these myself." "
Afterwards, I inserted a lily in her room, and my face kept staring at the flower. I read the regret of flowers in her eyes.
I took a bottle, filled it with water, and put the flowers in it. I saw the happiness on her face.
But then, I separated from her. Because I know I'm not like her, and I won't be like friends. When I moved away, she gave me a bunch of lilies. I smiled back at them and said, "Protect them. This flower represents me. " I waved and left. I saw her chasing me and asking me to accept the flowers, but I didn't reply. She fell on the road and shed tears. We all know how bitter the tears of parting are.
My best friend, goodbye!
I found it on the composition website and hope to adopt it.