Unit 4 Composition, Volume II, Grade Five, Primary School Chinese

There are many touching things in life, which are hidden in our hearts like pearls at the bottom of the sea. Today, I will choose the brightest pearl to show you!

It was a morning a few weeks ago, and I was very unhappy because I had a conflict with a classmate the day before. I trudged into the classroom, only to find that everyone was staring at me with strange eyes. I panicked and asked my good friend. When I learned the truth, I was very angry because I was very angry yesterday and told Gong Yuan. He asked me about my homework and everything related to the dispute. I didn't expect him to say it! This is a big secret! I immediately flew into a rage. Without thinking, I rushed to Gong Yuan, who was being promoted, and shouted, "Bah! You big mouth! " Say that finish, then angrily left. The class stopped talking, and Gong Yuan stood there motionless. ...

I'll never talk to him again! I keep repeating it in my mind! After the morning reading, I sat in my seat alone and got angry. Hum! How dishonest! The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and I cried at once. "Hey, come here!" I looked up and said, well, you have the face to see me! That's right. It's Gong Yuan smiling at me. But in my heart, it's like a weasel to pay New Year greetings to chickens! "Can you come out for a moment?" He said quietly. I wanted to say no, but I thought, let's see what he has. Anyway, I'm going out to see if he eats me So I got up and walked out of the classroom with him. He took me to one side of the corridor, where there were not many people. I'm nervous. Does he want to fight me? After ... I saw the original bow smile and took out a small paper ball folded several times from his pocket. It looks mysterious. "Say, I go to see. I must! " He gave me the paper ball carefully, and as soon as I took it, he quickly dodged. What's his plot? Are there any mice in it? Or threatening letters ... my hands trembled and slowly opened the paper ball. Every time I open a layer, my heart beats wildly. Finally, I opened it. When I saw it, I was startled. God, there are more than 800 "I'm sorry" written on it, each of which is so neat and densely covered with the whole paper. My tears welled up again, but it was happy.

Later, I gave Gong Yuan a paper ball full of "Never mind". He smiled as if to say, "You finally forgive me!" I laughed too.

This incident really touched me. Although Gong Yuan and I didn't talk much, the messenger of friendship built a bridge between us and solved the contradiction. I will keep this precious friendship forever. After all, it is more beautiful than pearls.

Today, I think this matter is still deeply touched, and a heat flow warms my whole body …

Our class is a warm family. Under the guidance of the class teacher, the students help each other and learn from each other. I personally experienced a touching thing.

One cold winter morning, I was sharpening a pencil in my seat to prepare for the next class. I accidentally cut my hand, and the blood on my hand kept flowing. Li Bo, who is not convenient to play with me, saw it. He came to help me stop the bleeding, but he quickly held down the wound on my hand and dragged me to the infirmary. Before we returned to the classroom, the school doctor bandaged it. At this time, he also said: "This hand must not be frozen. Once it is frozen, it is not easy to get better. "

The next day, it was time for a long run. The students all put on gloves and came to the playground. I forgot to wear gloves in the morning, and my hands were red with cold. Li Bo saw me coming without gloves and asked, "Li Gen, don't you have gloves?" I nodded, and he looked at my injured hand, took off his gloves and said to me, "Come on, put mine on!" " "I quickly put my hand into my pocket and said," No, no, I'm not cold. I'll be back soon. ""What about your wound? "Without further ado, he tugged at my hand and forced me to put on gloves.

We lined up and ran out of the school gate, and the wind was blowing. Scrape it on your face like a knife. My hands are warm. Looking at these gloves, I feel endless gratitude. I looked back at Li Bo, his hands were red with cold and his hands were tight. He found me looking at him and smiled at me, as if to say, "Never mind, I am strong."

Back in class, my hands are fine at all. I touched Li Bo's hand, but it was cold. I returned the gloves to him and said gratefully, "Thank you so much!" " "He smiled and said to me," you're welcome. "Looking at Li Bo's red hand, I can't express my gratitude in words. A warm current flows into my heart.

Our class is a warm family. Under the guidance of the class teacher, the students help each other and learn from each other. I personally experienced a touching thing.

One cold winter morning, I was sharpening a pencil in my seat to prepare for the next class. I accidentally cut my hand, and the blood on my hand kept flowing. Li Bo, who is not convenient to play with me, saw it. He came to help me stop the bleeding, but he quickly held down the wound on my hand and dragged me to the infirmary. Before we returned to the classroom, the school doctor bandaged it. At this time, he also said: "This hand must not be frozen. Once it is frozen, it is not easy to get better. "

The next day, it was time for a long run. The students all put on gloves and came to the playground. I forgot to wear gloves in the morning, and my hands were red with cold. Li Bo saw me coming without gloves and asked, "Li Gen, don't you have gloves?" I nodded, and he looked at my injured hand, took off his gloves and said to me, "Come on, put mine on!" " "I quickly put my hand into my pocket and said," No, no, I'm not cold. I'll be back soon. ""What about your wound? "Without further ado, he tugged at my hand and forced me to put on gloves.

We lined up and ran out of the school gate, and the wind was blowing. Scrape it on your face like a knife. My hands are warm. Looking at these gloves, I feel endless gratitude. I looked back at Li Bo, his hands were red with cold and his hands were tight. He found me looking at him and smiled at me, as if to say, "Never mind, I am strong."

Back in class, my hands are fine at all. I touched Li Bo's hand, but it was cold. I returned the gloves to him and said gratefully, "Thank you so much!" " "He smiled and said to me," you're welcome. "Looking at Li Bo's red hand, I can't express my gratitude in words. A warm current flows into my heart.