Classmates story composition

Part 1: Classmate Story Composition

Speaking of classmate Zhang, many students in our class think he is naughty, but I can always think of that incident...

At the end of get out of class that day, he was playing with a ruler with his classmates, while I was sitting behind him doing homework. I don’t know what happened, but a ruler made a “whoosh” sound and crossed the palm of my left hand, and bright red blood flowed out. I thought to myself that I was unlucky: Hey, I will get hurt even if I write my homework. I am so unlucky. I am afraid that the perpetrator will not come out and admit his mistake, right? With this in mind, I rummaged through my schoolbag, found a napkin to wrap, and prepared to go downstairs to the infirmary.

"Xiao Zou, how are you?" I followed the voice and saw, hey, it's classmate Zhang. "Xiao Zou, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean it. Let me accompany you to the infirmary!" He looked sincere. I nodded and laughed. I felt that he was not a "little monkey" making trouble in class. ”, but a shy boy.

On the road, he comforted me as he walked: "Xiao Zou, your injury is not serious, you should just apply some red medicine. It's okay, the wound will be healed in a few days. Also I'm really sorry that I accidentally hurt you. I'll give you a candy tomorrow as an apology." Without saying a few words, the infirmary arrived. The school doctor took a look and applied some medicine to me, and we went upstairs together. .

In the afternoon, when I got home, I thought: What Zhang said was polite. Teacher Chen said that you can’t bring food to school. This should be just to comfort me.

The next day, what I didn’t expect was that he actually brought a candy to school. I asked him why, and he replied: "Be true to your word!"

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Although classmate Zhang is naughty, his courage to take responsibility for his mistakes and his ability to do what he says is worth learning from. Chapter 2: Composition on classmates’ stories

Brother Fang was an inseparable best friend during the “heyday” of my elementary school. To this day, I still think of his dynamic and funny face from time to time.

If one day, you are on the street and stare at such a person in surprise: he has a huge body and thick bones, which can "block out the sky and the sun"; his face is covered with a layer of watermelon rind. The same short hair - this is his eternal hairstyle; a broad forehead like Einstein, thick eyebrows, small eyes that seem to be sewn with threads, but also emit sharp light from time to time, and a flat nose like Avatar Big mouth. After installing these, there is still a lot of remaining space on this big head, which is "painted" dark brown. There is no doubt that this guy who looks like a greasy middle-aged uncle is Brother Fang.

The first time we met Brother Fang, we became close friends who seemed destined to be together. I was a new transfer student at the time, and everyone didn't seem to be interested in me, and they were just doing their own thing.

In this extremely embarrassing situation, Brother Fang appeared. I saw him walking vigorously from the other end of the classroom to me, and stood still.

Looking at each other in solemn silence...

Brother Fang took the lead in opening up the conversation, as if he was singing a one-man show: "If a tree doesn't need its bark, it will surely die; if a man has no shame, he will be invincible!" Later I Only then did I realize that this was Brother Fang's famous joke, and it was just right to use it on him at this time.

"I'm Brother Fang, let's make friends!" He suddenly said such "cruel" words.

I was a little at a loss for a moment, but I thought it was so worthwhile to make a friend in this embarrassing situation!

"Okay!" I replied, and at the same time I felt the eyes of the people next to me focused on me...

After this first confrontation, I began to gradually understand this "wonderful man" deeply. ": He is a well-known joker, but his results are not ideal, and he loves telling stories. I can't imagine him studying hard with his head hanging from his head and thorns in his buttocks. He would be a really strange person.

The last scene was at the graduation party. As soon as I entered the venue, he immediately greeted me like a host and stuffed me with a big bag of Japanese shrimp crackers, which was his graduation gift to me. He shared jokes and short stories with us, and as usual, "See you next time, see you there or not". After I finished, we looked at the crowd gradually disappearing in the rain, eager to search for that familiar figure, but there was only the thickening fog in the distance...

After that, we occasionally got together with old classmates. , when talking about Brother Fang, they always look at each other and smile, but they can't help but sigh.

He left our sight with his parents in the distance, but his story is still unfolding in a place we can't see... Chapter 3: Composition of classmates' stories

Liu Wenxiang is mine, he is 10 years old this year. Her slightly childish face revealed a bit of perseverance and a bit of well-behavedness. At home, she is a good child who respects her elders, honors her parents, and loves working; now, she is a good student who studies diligently, respects her teachers, and is united; in society, she is a good teenager who is honest, trustworthy, civilized, and helpful.

Not long ago, she was named "The Most Beautiful and Filial Teenager in Hunan Province". We all look to her as our role model. Next, let me tell you her story.

In 20××, Liu Wenxiang, who was just over one year old, came to Changsha with his parents. The family makes a living by selling homemade tofu puffs made by their parents, and lives a very simple life. Little Xiangxiang grew up day by day and became more and more sensible. At the age of four, he learned to wash dishes, sweep the floor, and wash the feet of his parents. When her parents went out to work, she stayed at home to take care of her two-year-old sister. The neighbors were full of praise and said they had never seen such a sensible and good boy.

Liu Wenxiang studies very consciously and seriously. In class, she always listens attentively, dares to ask questions, and is good at questioning. Outside of class, she read many useful extracurricular books to broaden her horizons and increase her knowledge. Never give up easily when you encounter a problem. Either check the information yourself or ask for advice. Liu Wenxiang can complete every learning task seriously every day, and every assignment is pleasing to the eye. She has been rated as one of the "Three Good Students" every term and has become a "little model" envied by children and parents.

In the class, she serves as the squadron leader. As a class cadre, she takes the lead in every aspect, is responsible and responsible in her work, and is strict with herself. She is a good helper for teachers and a good partner for classmates. She always treats others with a tolerant heart, and everyone likes to do things with her.

When others encounter difficulties, she will lend a helping hand. She often patiently helps her classmates in their studies. Whenever there was a need to donate to disaster areas, she always gave her love without hesitation. Sometimes I go to the welfare home with my classmates to visit the elderly and help with cleaning. One thing she often said was: "Helping others makes everyone happy."

"Unexpected things happen." In September 20XX, Liu Wenxiang got seriously ill and needed hospitalization urgently. The family borrowed money from here and there and scraped together tens of thousands of yuan, which allowed her to be admitted to the hospital. After more than a month of treatment, the condition was basically stable, and my father proposed to be discharged from the hospital and hospitalized. However, the high medical expenses still made them insist on being discharged from the hospital and go home to recuperate. Dad also lost the ability to work because of the disease. Now I still have to pay nearly 1,000 yuan a month for medicine. This is undoubtedly adding insult to injury to an already poor peasant family.

After that, making and selling tofu noodles all fell on his shoulders. He gets up in the middle of the night to grind tofu and sells it along the street before dawn. It was a very hard day at the end of the day.

Seeing her mother working so hard every day, Xiao Xiangxiang is also thinking: What can I do for my parents? When she comes home every day, in addition to completing her homework carefully and doing her homework well, she also has to take care of her father and do some housework. She insists on giving her father massages every day. She said that in order to treat her father's illness, she borrowed a massage book from the library and read it, hoping that her father would recover better. On weekends, when other children are still sleeping, she will get up early, guard a load of wooden barrels at the street corner, and sell tofu cakes there. She said: "Mom is so hard-working. I don't have to go to school on weekends, so I can come here to sell tofu bread." Many passers-by recognized her and praised her for being sensible and polite. Some even stopped to have a drink there. Steaming hot tofu puffs.

Classmate Liu Wenxiang wrote in "Mother's Bucket" Liu Wenxiang wrote in "Mother's Bucket": "Mom's bucket is not only filled with fragrant tofu curd, but also filled with tofu. Great, loaded with love and responsibility for the whole family! "What a grateful and filial child this is!

“Filial piety comes first among all good deeds.” At a young age, Liu Wenxiang respected his parents, respected his elders, and was excellent in both conduct and learning. Her filial piety deeply touched those around her. In the face of everyone's praise, this little girl is never proud, she always smiles and says: "These are what I should do."

This little girl's sweet smile makes me feel like spring breeze.

From her eyes, I read her optimism and perseverance in facing difficulties; I read the warmth in her heart that no matter how fate treats me, I will treat life with tenderness; I read the true meaning of life of giving love and reaping happiness. .

Liu Wenxiang said that like many girls, she occasionally acts coquettishly and is playful. I think this is a real, lovely and excellent little girl with a touching and beautiful heart. Chapter 4: Composition of classmates’ stories

It was in an art class. According to the teacher’s request, I finished the painting, and the next step was coloring. I picked up my schoolbag, unzipped it, and searched every cell. After searching, I found that it was not there. I couldn't help but become a little anxious. I looked in the desk box again and found that it was not there either. He became even more anxious, turned his head, looked at his deskmate next to him, whom he usually didn't interact with, and asked: "Have you seen my crayon?" She shook her head at me and said: No. I looked at her and asked: Wasn't it you who took it? She looked at me angrily and said: Who cares about your crayons? After speaking, he turned his head as if he was angry and ignored me. Seeing her like this, I thought: She couldn't really have taken it, right? But seeing that she was ignoring him, he decided to go home first so as not to bring trouble to himself.

When I came to school the next day, I saw my deskmate sitting quietly reading a book. I decided to apologize, so I came to her, looked at her and said: Yesterday, I disappeared, so I shouldn’t be suspicious. You took it, I'm sorry. But she seemed to be no longer angry, she looked at me unexpectedly and said: It doesn't matter, just don't doubt me again next time. Obviously, she didn't expect me to apologize to her and thought I was an unreasonable person. Hearing what she said, I felt a little embarrassed. When I thought it was my fault in the first place, I felt relieved and hurriedly said: No, no. Chapter 5: Composition of classmates’ stories

Friendship is two hearts treating each other sincerely, rather than one heart beating another heart. During your study career, you will get to know many classmates, which will make your study career rich and colorful, and some things will also happen during it. And my deskmate is one of them. Originally, she and I had nothing to do with each other, but one thing made us become good friends.

After I got home from school, I came to my room and saw the colorful crayon box on the table. I was stunned. I remembered that my things were missing, and I suspected that someone else had taken them. I made someone angry and didn't even apologize. I felt very ashamed.

After that, we talked more to each other and gradually became familiar with each other. We would help each other when we encountered difficulties in study and became very good friends.