My good friend.
Mention my good friend, a feeling of admiration arises spontaneously. She is Li Hong. Speaking of her "three characteristics", I should introduce it to you. Don't believe me, look! Speaking of this first feature, it is the "tweeter". As long as you walk into the noisy classroom, the first voice you hear is her. Therefore, the title of "propaganda Committee member" belongs to her! When talking in class, you can hear her voice no matter where you are in the classroom. The second characteristic is "ready to help others". I remember once, the school organized a trip to the "Gold Coast" because we went by bus. On the way, Yujie got carsick and threw up all over the floor. I thought to myself, Shit, I just sat in front of him and it stinks! "Who can change seats with Yujie?" Teacher Chen said. But everyone looked at you, you looked at me, and no one answered. Suddenly, a clear and crisp "I"! Students look inside, ah! It's Li Hong. Li Hong went to Yu Jie's seat and sat down, as if he didn't smell the bad smell, but he still sat casually. "Yan Lihong, find your own pain!" Suddenly, there was a lot of talk in the crowd, but I was moved by her. "The Justice Commissioner is here!" Yes, Li Hong has always been impartial. Take the last time I borrowed a book for example! One sunny afternoon, I went to the library to borrow books, ah! What a coincidence! Li Hong is on duty today. When I borrowed books, Li Hong kept saying, "Be careful, don't break it!" " ""all right! Tired of it! " I said impatiently. But when my cousin came to my house to play at night, he accidentally tore several pages of the book. "Oh, no, it's nine o'clock. It's too late to make up now. By the way, maybe Li Hong will forgive me tomorrow! "I comfort myself. The next day, I went to the library to return books. Li Hong smiled and talked to me when he saw me coming. Suddenly, she frowned. How to break so many! ""Hush, keep your voice down. I accidentally tore up the book. Nobody saw it anyway. Besides, we are still' iron sisters'! " "What, what, no, you can mend it and pay it back, or go back and mend it!" "well! Make it up, we will wait and see! " Say that finish, I'm still whispering, "I'm not a friend enough. I just broke a few pages and made a mountain out of a molehill. " "Shi Xiao," Li Hong caught up, "public property should be taken care of. If everyone does this, then ... ""Well, I'll make it up! "I bow my head in shame, but I admire her in my heart! Look! This is my friend Li Hong. Do you like her?
Comments: 1. My good friend is a very distinctive person. The article begins with the introduction of my friend's "three characteristics", focusing on these three characteristics. This article created a good friend image that moved and admired me. The description is vivid and rich in content, which fully embodies the characteristics of friends' loud voice, helping others and selfless dedication. 3. The language is fluent and clear, which reflects the personality characteristics of different characters through language description.
1 First time to buy food "First time, how nice!" Is that really the case? I think so, too. The long-awaited Spring Festival has finally arrived. This time, the family can have fun, because it is a treat. Mom is busy cooking and dad entertains guests. Because there were not enough people and I didn't buy all the vegetables, I was sent to buy vegetables when I was having a good time. Although I was extremely dissatisfied, I went anyway. At the vegetable market, except for a few stalls, almost all the vendors went home for the New Year. I walked aimlessly and everything paid off. I came to the place where onions were sold. I can look at that man and think: he has a long beard and small eyes. He doesn't look like a good man. It's my first time to buy food, and I'm a little worried. What if he lied to me? Just then, an aunt was buying food at a nearby booth, and I watched her learn. "How much is this cabbage?" "sixty cents" "it's so expensive, everyone sells it at forty cents, which is cheaper." "All right, fifty cents." The stall owner said helplessly. I see the old lady likes picking leaves very much. I thought to myself: that's all I said, take a deep breath and go to the place where onions are sold. "How much is this onion?" I asked confidently. "Eighty cents a catty, ok?" The stall owner squinted and said. "It's too expensive. I've seen it. Other things sell for 60 cents. If it's cheaper, I'll buy two Jin. " The stall owner smiled and said, "Really? Now that the Spring Festival is over, all the onion sellers have left. It seems that I am the only one. " Listen to this in a sarcastic tone. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I want two Jin." I saw him take some leafless onions and put them on the scale. When I saw them, I said loudly, "Slow down, others want more Ye Er. Do you think I am a child and lie to me? " The stall owner looked at me with surprised eyes and said, "Well, I'll give you a lot of leaves." After paying the money, the stall owner smiled at me and said nothing. I was secretly pleased that I was not cheated by him. Trot all the way home, trying to get mom's praise. When I got home, my mother took out the onion and said to me, "you child, you have done enough." Why choose onions with so many leaves? How can you eat them? " I suddenly realized the surprised eyes of the stall owner at that time. If you don't climb the mountain, the mountain is rich and high; Don't face the deep stream, I don't know the thickness of the ground. Indeed, if you don't buy food, how do you know that you are knowledgeable? Only when you try for the first time can you get what you have never got. Therefore, life should constantly try new life, so as to be rich and colorful.
Today, I was lying in bed with my eyes half closed. Inadvertently, I saw something black on the wall. I thought: Could it be a spider? Out of curiosity, I stood up and looked forward. Unexpectedly, it actually moved. Ah! It is really an "eight-legged freak"! I shouted in horror. You know, the insect I fear most is spiders, and this kind of spider is black and big, which is very scary. Mother heard the crying and came over and asked, "What's the matter?" I stammered, "There are ... spiders here." Then she pointed to the spider on the wall. Who knows, my mother casually said, "What do I think? Isn't it spiders that make a fuss? It won't bite. What are you afraid of? " Say that finish and went out. I thought: What is a little spider afraid of? I am hundreds of times older than it! It can be pressed into patties with one finger. I think so, but my eyes are always fixed on the "eight-legged freak", fearing that it will climb into my crib. I saw it crawling and crawling. When it climbed to the edge of the air conditioner, it suddenly fell. My heart thumped and I stared at the spider. I didn't expect it to swing in mid-air. It turned out that this spider was doing acrobatics with the silk it spit out. When it has played enough, it rises like a spring. I sighed, but fortunately I didn't fall into my bed. Alas, it is so. I feel happy for myself. I didn't expect it to climb to my crib at a fast speed. I was taken aback. The joy just now has vanished, followed by the heartbeat of "drumming", but this spider didn't know it at all and was still crawling to my crib. I jumped out of bed and touched my "savior"-grandpa, who saw this scene and tore up a newspaper. He put the newspaper in the path of the spider, waiting for it to "trap itself". I saw that spider really climbed up along the newspaper. Grandpa gently picked up the newspaper, opened the window and put the spider back into nature. I asked my grandfather, "Grandpa, why didn't you kill the spider?" Grandpa smiled and said to me: "Spiders specialize in mosquitoes and are beneficial insects. We should protect them. " I nodded and thought: you can't just look at the appearance of a thing. Only by knowing more cultural knowledge can we better protect and utilize them.
Sunshine always remembers reading a report after the storm that a pair of twin sisters, both disabled, can only spend a whole year in a wheelchair. But the two sisters have infinite yearning for life. They bravely faced the cruel reality and overcame it, so they chose the road of writing. However, only the sisters of primary school culture failed again and again. However, instead of falling down, they became stronger. Finally, they published the first edition, recording their years and setbacks, which was praised and recognized by the society and respected by people. Now, they are trying to swim to the other side of success, believing that the two sisters will create a brilliant tomorrow. In retrospect, disabled people are so strong, not to mention those of us who are physically and mentally disabled. Every life comes to this world with hope, a chicken and a grass. Who among them didn't come to this world with difficulty? Therefore, we should grasp this beautiful life, even if there are more setbacks and difficulties, we should face them bravely and try our best to overcome them. Indeed, life is actually wonderful. When you feel miserable and desperate, you might as well try to think and look at it from another angle. You will find that life is not as bad as you think, so you will find that life is so beautiful and full of sunshine of hope. It's actually quite simple. Close your eyes, take a deep breath and say to yourself, I can do it! When fate closes a window for you, it will also open another window for you. Sunshine is always after the storm, please believe that there is a rainbow.
One day after dinner, I had a whim and said, "Mom and Dad, how hard you worked last week!" " Why don't I take a family quiz to help you solve your fatigue and relieve your work stress! "Mom and dad nodded in agreement. I, the examiner, took office immediately. Mom and dad turn on the light, and the light seems brighter than before, which seems to add color to me! The game has already started. The first question: "What brand was the first car produced in China?" I asked aloud about the liberation card. "Mother answered quickly. I looked at my mother. Her eyes narrowed and she smiled from ear to ear. I looked at my father again and saw him sighing there. I quickly said: "Dad, you have to refuel! """The second question, please guess an idiom: flat peach banquet." "concentrate!" Dad blurted it out and immediately came to life. At this time, my mother glared at my father and whispered, "Let's ride a donkey and read a song book-we'll see!" "The following questions are continuous, and both players are scrambling to answer them. The last ten battles were tied. Dad bragged: "I was allowed to win this game!" """Dad, don't brag too early! Next, let's draw lots to answer questions! "Dad just picked a question and handed it to me. "How to write a poem?" I read the first question. "Poetry ....." Dad thought hard and was puzzled. Finally, give me a free sentence: "I can't write poetry." "Poetry is just a temple with a temple next to words!" Dad scraped my nose and said with a smile, "you little prick." It's mom's turn to pick the topic. Mother drew a question with confidence. I looked at the sign and asked, "Four 9s add up to 100?" Mother carefully replied, "It's 99+9 | 9 = 100." "Exactly." Mom said "yes" happily, and dad gnashed his teeth with anger. The game is over. Mom beat dad's 190 with a high score of 300. I smiled and said, "Dad, you just praised yourself for winning the first prize!" " ! I see, it is the last one! ""Hum! Don't be complacent, I'll only let you do it once this time. "You see, my dad is bragging again, making my mom and I laugh, and my dad laughs with him. Seeing mom and dad laughing so happily and easily, my heart is full of sweetness, and the whole family is warm. I will come up with more good ideas to amuse my parents and make them happy in the future.
3. "The laziest person in the moon! Why are you still sleeping? ! Get up and wash your smelly socks! How many times have I told you that' power' is endless? I haven't heard the old people say that strength is a' strange'. Is it still there today and tomorrow? Why can't you make some efforts? Look at how many pairs of smelly socks you have. One pair, two pairs, three pairs ... "Alas! Mother is asking me to wash my socks again, which has been called 300 times. I won't leave people for a while at the weekend. Really annoying! I quickly put my head into the quilt-let my mother's nagging go back to the last century! I am in the sixth grade, and I will graduate soon. Homework piles up every day. I don't even have the strength to do my homework How can I have the strength to wash socks? Alas! People really can't grow up! Think about how wonderful it was when I was in kindergarten. I just play, play games, sing and dance all day-that's my favorite. There was no homework to write at that time, let alone washing socks. If I could go back in time, I could go back to that time! "Wang Yueyan, don't stand there in a daze, come and play games!" Huh? Is it for me? Teacher Deng from kindergarten shouted at me from a distance. I rubbed my eyes and looked around in surprise-slides, mushroom huts, swings ... yeah! I really went back to kindergarten! That's cool! I ran to play games with Miss Deng! Goodbye, my homework! Goodbye, my smelly socks! After the game, Teacher Deng gave each of our children a lollipop. The taste in my heart is sweeter than this lollipop! In a blink of an eye, it's time for lunch. I thought to myself, "besides playing, I just eat." This is the day I thought. " I'm really hungry after playing all morning. But I don't want to move after eating it. I'm so tired-I have to eat with a spoon myself! If someone feeds me, I won't have the strength to hold the spoon! I looked at Mr. Deng eagerly, but Mr. Deng always wandered around without looking at me. It seems to be smaller. It's better to go back to being a baby and be held all day. Cry when you are hungry, someone will feed me, and you don't have to do it yourself! That's the real life of a fairy! I'm still thinking about it. It's really getting smaller again I'm lying in my father's arms, and my father is dangling around me, humming nursery rhymes to tease me (dad, please stop humming, it's noise). I can't listen to it anymore, crying and protesting. Father immediately said distressfully, "What's the matter, Moon? Are you hungry? " While speaking, the nipple has been stuffed into my mouth. The sweet smell of milk slowly slid down my esophagus and into my stomach. That's cool! This is a good day for me! But after two days of this life, I am not satisfied again. Because I have to keep sucking every time I eat milk, my strength is exhausted (I finally realized what "I have no strength to even eat milk"), so I am so tired that I am panting. Not good! Not good! I can't be a child anymore! I can't watch my strength run out! Let me go back to my mother's stomach, that would be great. The umbilical cord will automatically deliver nutrition to me. I don't even need to ask for it. That's the best and best life! I really went back to my mother's stomach. But how can the space here become so small? It makes me suffocate. Oh, I remember. My mother gained a lot of weight after giving birth to me. She has been trying to lose weight with an abdominal girdle. I am out of breath, and my whole body seems to be crushed into a cake. It's too crowded. I wish I were dead. I couldn't help crying: "God! Is there any place in the world where I can live?