My friend and I wrote a 400-word composition 1. Friends are like the sunshine in winter, which warms people's hearts.
I am glad that I have such a friend-Xiao Jia. He has black hair, intense eyes and two bushy eyebrows. He usually doesn't talk much, but he is careful, kind and helpful.
Once, I won the first prize in the math exam, and I didn't concentrate on the lecture at the beginning of class. I folded the plane in the drawer board for a while and drew a picture for a while ... then Xiao Jia, who was sitting behind me, saw it and wrote me a small note. I opened it and it said, "Pride makes people lag behind, modesty makes people progress." Looking at this sentence, I feel ashamed and my face is burning. I sorted out my thoughts and began to listen carefully.
Xiao Jia not only helped me correct my mistakes in time, but also cared about me.
Once, when school was over, it rained cats and dogs. Watching my classmates go home one by one, watching their backs, I feel a little lost and anxious. When Xiao Jia saw that I was still sitting in my seat, he came over and asked me, "What's the matter with you? Why don't you go? " I bowed my head and said, "I don't have an umbrella." My parents are in the middle class, so it's impossible to pick me up. I can't go back. " "That's easy. I can take you back." Xiao Jia said. As soon as the voice fell, he opened his umbrella and dragged me into the rain.
The rain "beep, beep" kept holding an umbrella, only to see Xiao Jia move the umbrella to my side. Seeing that most of his clothes were wet by the rain, naughty beads of rain even jumped into his hair.
"ah! You're all wet! You're not gonna get sick, are you? Lift the umbrella to your side. " I exclaimed.
"Nothing, I am strong!" He smiled and said, "You are thin, be careful to get wet." Along the way, he also reminded me from time to time to be careful of slippery roads. ...
Raindrops hit the umbrella, making a crackling sound, as if playing a cheerful song of friendship.
It's raining hard, but my heart is shining with a beam of sunshine. ...
How happy it is to have such friends!
My friend and I wrote a 400-word composition. Today, I went to the Jade Garden to play for a while. When I got home. I saw my door open, so I went straight in. "Mom and Dad, I'm back." I was surprised to see that no one answered. "Huh?" Where are they? I'm going into the house to look for them. Suddenly, I found a box at the door of the room. Huh? What will be in this box? Milk, chocolate, cake ... in your dreams. Let's open it. I thought so, so I opened the box. Seeing a cage in the box, I took it out and looked at it. "Ah!" "It turned out to be a cute little rabbit!" I am very happy. Mom and dad came out of nowhere and said to me, "Of course it's cute. This is a rabbit carefully selected by your mother and me! " "Mom and Dad" are so kind of you, I cried! ""So mom and dad wanted to give you a surprise! "
Mother said, "Give it a name!" "good!" "So white, let's call it white." White eyes are red, just like a ruby. Its nose is so small that it is almost invisible. Its hair is as white as snow. When you first came to my house for nothing, you didn't even dare to get angry. A few days later, he became familiar with my home and was no longer afraid of me. Whenever he is hungry, he will jump up hard, and I will take the order and eat it with relish. When I am unhappy, it will make me laugh for nothing. When I am happy, I will put my hand in front and make a gesture of congratulations. Bai Bai and I gradually became a pair of close friends. I love my white space.
One day, I took Bai Bai out for air and said to him, "Don't be naughty in Bai Bai!" " "Sure enough, there is no white mischief, but this is only the night before the storm. He escaped from my hand in vain while I was not looking. I was so anxious that I had to call my father for help. My father came and caught me in vain. I said in vain, "you naughty boy, don't run around in the future." "Lying there in vain seems to be very guilty, and I can't help but feel it lovingly.
I write a 400-word composition with my friend. 3 I have a friend whose name is Zhang Yuqiong. There are many contradictions between her and me, many friendships and many beautiful things that you can't wash away no matter how you wash them.
We have known each other since kindergarten. We had little or no contact at that time. After primary school, we began to get familiar with each other. Slowly, we became ordinary friends. However, in the fourth book, Fang Yihuang and I went to the farm together. Gradually, the connection between us began to decrease. After another semester, she and Liang Chu turned together. I don't have intimate friends, because I just came here. Then we became friends again. From then on, we were inseparable, eating together, writing together and sleeping in the same dormitory. ...
She is very competitive and will never let any chance of winning slip away from her. Because she said: She hates losing. Because of her personality, we began to quarrel. The reason for the quarrel is just a score, a word and one thing. ...
Once, a few days after the end of our mid-term exam, the teacher said the results of several students. When she heard this, she went back to the dormitory and said, "Lu Wenting is amazing. She scored 93 points! " After I heard her say 93, I immediately corrected her mistake and said, "She got 95 points!" " "But she said it was 93, and I said it was 95, so we quarreled. That time, she lost. Then, we quarreled about those little things. I lost, and so did she. Sometimes after quarreling, I secretly swear that I will never finish with her again, but I have broken my oath again and again. ...
Until now, I have carefully protected this simple and sincere friendship, hoping that this friendship will last forever. Because I only have a few friends who have a good relationship with me, I don't want to lose my precious friendship.
My friend and I write a 400-word composition. My friend is Chen Haotian. Although he and I are not very close friends, our relationship is still very good.
He is thin, looks gentle and is a gentleman. He reads a lot and belongs to the reading celebrity in our class.
He likes playing rubber wars best. Every day after lunch, we play rubber wars together. The rubber war is that everyone fights with their own rubber. Whoever falls to the ground first loses. This competition is divided into two modes: fighting mode and monster killing mode. The fighting mode is fighting each other, while the monster killing mode is that several people kill a huge eraser together. Because Chen Haotian's eraser is a little small, he is quickly defeated every time, but he still loves the game very much.
One day at noon, as usual, we had a rubber war after dinner. Today we are playing the mode of killing monsters-the ruins of the giant city. The result was a mess and noisy. At this time, Wang Zeyu to make trouble, always crowded me. I said, "I'm not playing with you. Please go away." He ignored it and said to Chen Haotian, "Look, this is a bomb. Whoever touches me will die! " Chen Haotian said to him again, "Please go away!" Wang Zeyu smiled brazenly and said, "This is a meteor shower. Whoever hits will die. " Chen Haotian finally got angry and said, "Stop playing!" So, we must take our things and leave. You see, he is very gentlemanly when he is angry.
Another time, when we were playing a rubber war, Chen Haotian remembered the last noisy scene and said to everyone, "Please turn the volume to 1-3 degrees, just like my voice now." His humor made all the students present laugh.
This is my good friend Chen Haotian-a very gentleman and humorous boy. I hope my friendship with him is getting deeper and deeper!
Today, I finished my task early at home. I played computer for a while and felt bored. Just then, a child came, about six or seven years old. He saw me and ran to me and said, "Brother, can I play with you?" I was worried that no one would play with me, so I quickly said, "OK, OK."
But what should I do to play? It suddenly occurred to me that I brought a box of monopoly chess. I said to my little friend, "Let's play chess!" "The child said," OK, but what if I can't get down? "I said," it doesn't matter, I'll teach you. "I tried my best to say it again and again, but he said to me," Little brother, I still don't understand. Can you speak more clearly? " I was a little angry and thought, "Why are you so stupid? I have told him several times, but I still don't understand. I really don't want to play with him. "
I was about to scold him when I saw him looking at me with pitiful eyes. My heart melted and I didn't want to scold him. I thought, "He is still so young that he hasn't played this game. It is right not to understand. I didn't know how to play when I first played. My classmates taught me several times before I learned it.
When I don't understand in my study, the teacher patiently teaches me again and again until I understand. So I told him patiently until he understood that we started playing chess. When I was having fun with him, my father came to pick me up, so I had to put away my chess. I said to him, "We'll play next time."
I really want to play chess with him again!
My friend and I wrote a 400-word composition. In the second half of the fifth grade, my father introduced me to a new friend: Yan Sen, when our school finished learning the first unit of the textbook, my father asked me to write him a letter.
The thing is, my father asked the fifth-grade students in their school to write letters to distant friends, because the learning theme of Unit 1 in the second volume of the fifth grade is "Going into the West", and the homework behind this unit is also to write letters to distant friends. There is a teacher on dad's mobile phone who is his friend. They want us to communicate more. The teacher is in Guizhou and we are in Zhengzhou. How far is it! The two teachers decided to let the fifth-grade children in two schools send messages back and forth to us by mail. My father also asked me to join the exchange of letters between fifth-grade students in their school, and became friends with Yan Sen, a fifth-grade child who graduated from Tuxi Primary School in Zunyi City, Guizhou Province.
The first letter, I just want to know about his living environment and academic performance. In his reply, he not only wrote me about his living environment and academic achievements, but also asked me what our hometown was like. I told him that Zhengzhou is a beautiful place and the capital city of Henan Province, and its development is still the best. He told me about him again. Then we asked back and forth several times, and we were good friends.
After several exchanges, I learned that he is a child living in a welfare home. I usually like to help the elderly in welfare homes and sing songs for them. He is introverted, I think it's because he lives in a welfare home. I really want him to come to Zhengzhou and show him our tall buildings. Let him see the harvest fields; Show him the fruity fruit trees; Let him go. ...
My friend and I write a 400-word composition. I am a brave girl, and nothing can beat me. But only it-failure, I am most afraid. If I fail, I will be very afraid of my classmates' eyes, sympathy, comfort, ridicule and even gloating, which will make me lose my true self.
I am so strong, I never tolerate failure, and all my hearts are very fragile. Whenever an exam or competition approaches, my mood will be highly nervous, but happy newspapers will give me the cold shoulder.
However, houses leak water on rainy days. By the fifth grade, my grades had a big upset: my math grades plummeted. For those math exams, I can only hold a tentative attitude. I am far behind the top students in training excellent students. I dare not know the achievements of others, and deceive myself by stealing the bell from my eyes.
In the speech contest, the teacher asked Ma Xinlu and me to write a speech. I always thought I could write well, but I was not chosen. I am so disappointed. Am I that bad? No, I want to cheer up and study hard. Failure is the mother of success. How can I see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? I want to study hard! It's okay to write badly.
This is who I really am. Life is like this. I can't be fake. I am always in front of me. I can only be silent and can't change anything.
From then on, I learned to be really brave and really courageous. From then on, I was no longer afraid. Although I failed, I think I succeeded. I understand the true meaning of success: people who have been afraid of failure will not succeed after all.
I have a new friend-failure.