You not only enriched my extracurricular life, but also increased my knowledge. When I met a problem and had doubts, you helped me solve the problem and patiently explained it to me. When I am wronged, only you will listen to my complaints and don't blame me. But sometimes I often take it out on you. Not only do you not blame me, but you also comfort me. When I am bored, you will sing beautiful songs with your crisp throat. I like listening to your singing best, because your singing is unparalleled in the world. You helped me when I wanted to relax myself. There are endless game worlds hidden in your body, but the games you give to your good brothers are all beneficial games with brains and history, which is one of the reasons why I like you. There may be one thing you don't know, that is, I am proud to have you as my brother, and my evaluation of you is "omnipotent". There is another one that impressed me the most, and I still remember it vividly until now. I accidentally hit your back heavily that day, but I realized my mistake. I just wanted to say I was sorry, so you got back at me. When I turned off my phone, my mother next to me saw it and thought I was in a mess, so she severely criticized me. You said I was unfair! Ha ha! I forgot that you haven't apologized to me. Since we are inseparable brothers, forget it!
You are my mentor; You are my good friend; You are still my idol. Thank you, computer. My life is wonderful because of you.
I remember that I was in the fifth grade that year, and Zhenjiang held the "Zenghuage" composition contest every year. I was lucky enough to participate twice and won the third prize. Here we go again this year. As soon as the Chinese teacher announced that "Zenghuage" could sign up, many students came to the stage to pay for the registration. I have participated in it twice and won the third prize only once. The composition contest almost discouraged me. However, when I saw my classmates scrambling to sign up, I felt like a Woodenhead, cold and inferior. Gradually, my psychological defense line was constantly broken until it disappeared without a trace. Finally, I couldn't help but sign up. In a blink of an eye, the day of the game happened to be Saturday, my parents slept in, and I planned to go out for breakfast. Walking into a strange restaurant, I saw a signboard that read "our special dish-loin noodles", which was particularly eye-catching. I have never tasted this kind of noodles. Just order a bowl! As soon as the noodles were served, I was "fresh" by it. I killed it three times, five times, twice and walked towards the school. The exam began, and I browsed the optional composition topics one by one, but I couldn't find a suitable partner. At this moment, a topic flashed before my eyes: "Write a favorite snack". Haha, I tasted Yaorou noodles for the first time this morning, but I didn't expect it to be served so soon. I picked up a pen and wrote while writing. I introduced the raw materials, methods and the feeling of eating, including my personal imagination. Soon, a composition was "finished". I read it several times and found nothing wrong, so I handed it in. When I got home, I told my mother about it. She thought it was a coincidence, but with my writing level, I guess I can only win the third prize. A month later, the Chinese teacher called me and two other students to the office and told us that the three of us won the first prize in the composition competition! I was shocked. Is there such a coincidence in the world? I can't believe it. Did God help me? After leaving the office, I was enveloped by the joy of success and made a V-sign to myself. Because of this success, the three of us also took photos and put them in the big window outside the school gate. Many people can see that I am on the list. To this end, I also won a scholarship, and the award certificate has been displayed in the principal's office! That time, I saw it thoroughly. So far, I still don't understand why such a bad composition can win the first prize. Does the marking teacher also like to eat noodles with meat? Whatever the reason, it was at that time that I deeply felt the joy of success. I deeply feel the value of friendship. My friend Lin and I have been classmates for six years, but we were separated because of the different middle schools we chose. In my spare time, I often think of our sincere friendship. Friendship under the umbrella I stood in the corridor outside the classroom, staring at the rainy day and getting angry. "Wen, haven't you left? Let me see you off. " Lin said, taking an umbrella and diving into the rain. On the way home, we talked and laughed and arrived at my house before we knew it. Strange to say, her little umbrella can cover me, Lynn and two huge schoolbags today. "This umbrella is also a person!" Just when I was complacent about this discovery, I found that the color of the clothes on Lin's right arm was much darker than that on his left arm. She ..... My nose is sour, and tears are creeping out of my eyes. Friendship in the drawer, I caught a cold these days, and piles of paper towels were piled up in the drawer. I looked at them helplessly and decided to clean them thoroughly after school. Unexpectedly, after school, I left this matter behind. When I came home top-heavy, I remembered it and secretly complained, "This is over! Let the old class with cleanliness see you tomorrow, and you have to scold me to pieces. It's over! " The next day, I rushed into the classroom and went straight to my seat, only to find the drawer clean and tidy. Just as I looked around doubtfully, Lynn smiled at me. I see. The friendship on the note has been raining for several days, just like my mood. The mid-term paper was issued, and the score surprised me: I regressed again. For this reason, I am annoyed that the teacher is distracted during the lecture and is called by the teacher in class. At this time, my mood fell into the freezer. After class, I quietly lie prone on the table. I'm depressed. I'm sad. Lin noticed, walked up to me and gently slipped me a note. She knows that talking to me at this time will only add fuel to the fire. I carefully opened the note, which read: "Happiness is your wealth. Who stole it today? Be happy! " Finally, I drew a smiling face. Friendship is like an jar of wine, and the brewing of years makes it more delicious. I deeply feel the value of friendship! I deeply feel the pain of failure (turning point) There are not many opportunities for a better life, and I lost an opportunity that can be said to be effortless. To this end, I deeply felt the pain of failure.