Girls take the initiative to approach boys, sit close to boys, and often look at boys. When they meet at dinner, boys follow them and smile at them.

In fact, she is not my real deskmate. She sat on my right, the deskmate after a while. She has long hair, she has a round face, and she has a hunchback. She is short-sighted, 700 degrees, so we all call her "700 degrees". She always lives happily, and I can't find any sadness in her. Maybe she doesn't want anyone to know. ) Once, she took my glasses and I took hers. When I took off my glasses, I found that there were traces of time in her eyes, and I was really scared. She likes snacks very much and doesn't like wearing loose clothes. Could it be because she looks a little just right? When she is angry, she likes to put her hand on her waist, then her nose sticks up and her eyes open wide. I think she is the cutest at this time. In cold weather, she likes to hide her hands under her legs. I seem to have this habit. Should not be influenced by her. When there is too much homework to finish, she always sighs: "What a sad world!" " Then he obediently bowed his head and continued to write. She likes reading Jing M.Guo's novels and bought many of his picture books. She said that Jing M.Guo was her idol. I wonder if she still remembers the sentence in the novel: "That boy taught me to grow up; That girl taught me to love. "She rode her bike in a boy's posture. In my impression, a girl likes to sit sideways when riding a bicycle, but she sits straight. It's really funny, it's rare! She looks like a ghost when she doesn't braid her hair. We happened to go back to the dormitory together after a night study. When we passed a slightly darker place, a horrible figure appeared, with pale white clothes and long hair, and the cold wind was blowing head-on, much like the scene of a ghost film in a movie. I'm a little scared. I was about to run away when I heard someone calling me. I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat. Looking back, it was Alin, and I was relieved. Another interesting thing happened on the way back to the dormitory. That night, I joked that I would go to her dormitory with her. I expected that she wouldn't agree, but to my surprise, she agreed to let me go. I also love face, so I pretended to walk into the girls' dormitory. It was the first time in my life that I entered the girls' dormitory, and I was inevitably a little nervous. I want to go down the first flight of stairs, but just as I was about to go downstairs, she said to me, "Will you be afraid if I change clothes later?" I couldn't help laughing and running back to the dormitory. Also, I never understood why she always stood so straight when answering questions, just like a big tree standing on a barren slope, hehe. One of my most admired people often says: "Teachers are like hardworking gardeners, cultivating the flowers of the motherland;" "Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others; Teachers are like a clear spring, injecting the dew of knowledge into children's hearts; Teachers are like … "But I think our head teacher, Miss Zhou, is more like a book, a colorful book. That's why I admire her. In class, Miss Zhou is an encyclopedia that we read and browse. She leads us to swim in the ocean of knowledge and find the right answer. Look! Miss Zhou has chalk in her hand and her mouth is full of words! She regards knowledge as a sweet spring and pours it into our thirsty hearts. Some students ask questions that they don't understand in class, and Teacher Zhou always takes pains to explain and explain them to us. As the students solved the mystery one by one, Mr. Zhou's position in the eyes of the students rose to a higher level. During the break, Miss Zhou was reading a joke book. She plays with her classmates and tells jokes. Once, the teacher told a joke about punctuation. She said: "A leader asked a secretary to write a manuscript, which contained a sentence that' cadres who have obtained diplomas and cadres who have not yet obtained diplomas should study hard'. As a result, he read that "monks who have obtained diplomas and cadres who have not obtained diplomas should study hard" and criticized: "Even monks have obtained diplomas, but cadres have not. It is really necessary to study hard. "A joke made us laugh our heads off with joy, and sweet laughter echoed in the campus for a long time. Teacher Zhou tells jokes about punctuation, not only to make us have fun, but also to let us know the usage of punctuation. Because of this joke, the students have a further understanding and understanding of punctuation. In the composition class, Miss Zhou is like a complete composition book. She let me know that composition comes from life and is higher than life. In composition class, Miss Zhou always teaches us to write carefully and patiently. She found a lot of composition books, read them to us, or downloaded them online for us to enjoy. Teacher Zhou said, "It's like reading a mountain, and I don't like peace. "Every time she writes a composition, she carefully corrects and writes comments for us. It is precisely because of teacher Zhou's seriousness that students' compositions have made a qualitative leap. In fact, Mr. Zhou is more like an ideological and moral book. She often teaches us: "To help others be happy, be diligent and studious, and have a tolerant heart. Don't do things to get praise from others, but do everything for yourself and for the convenience of others. Tolerance is an indispensable thing for human beings. " As the saying goes: "The ocean is the widest in the world, the sky is more open than the ocean, and the human mind is more open than the sky." The book "Ideology and Morality" has taught us a lot. Teacher Zhou is a "universal book". Whether it is "composition book", "ideology and morality" or "encyclopedia" ... Miss Zhou knows everything. It is precisely because the teacher is a "universal book" that I admire her from the bottom of my heart. The sincerity and kindness of ordinary people exude a simple fragrance in the faint stream of life. More often, people's memory is not the slogan and feat that shocked the world, but the warmth and touch of life. Recently, all classes in our school are actively carrying out activities to move the campus. In the selection of moving people, 40 classmates and 30 moving hearts in the class unanimously drew a strong stroke for her on the ballot, and she was elected as a moving person on campus. She deserved it. She wears several hats. As a member of the student union, she is responsible for practicing and never reports her lost password. As a monitor, she plays a connecting role between teachers and classmates. As a propagandist, she can finish the first issue of the blackboard newspaper independently. Too much homework will inevitably lead to students' incomprehension, and the words of discussion will be introduced to her ears, but her stubbornness and tenacity have never made her smooth the edges and corners because of other people's comments. She is true, not hypocritical, full of kindness and without any impurities. In her, we saw the real details and movements. The year before last, it snowed heavily. I came early that morning. When I passed the school carport, I saw my grandfather hunched over and sweeping the snow. Then another one came, and she swept hard, and the passion was enough to drive away the cold in winter. Before long, a brick-red road appeared against the snow from the door of the carport to the other end of the carport. At this time, her hands were red with cold, her smiling face was the most beautiful flower under the demon sun, and her figure was as bright as snow. She didn't leave her name, just waved her sleeves, and gradually, her noble figure disappeared at the other end of the road. When I set foot on such a clean one-meter wide road, I felt a little grateful … Remember the basketball court in the northwest of the playground? She often plays ball there, and like others, she is aware of the harm caused by the potholed "hidden weapons". But only she, as a weak girl, is willing to take advantage of the holiday time of 10/day to bring the tools needed to repair the land from home. The campus is empty and quiet. You can only hear the crisp sound of bricks with missing corners being cut by knives. After being cut, remove them, and then go to the edge of the court to pry off the complete square bricks under the tree to make up for those bad places. She was not driven by anyone, she gave herself selflessly. Who would have thought that the pain of her slender hands when moving broken bricks, who would have thought that the flat ground came from such a noble soul. She brought her own chlorophytum from home, so that this withered season suddenly extended a touch of touching green, enough to touch the softest corner of my heart, making people feel that kind of emotion that is not easy to feel. If God can't take care of every family and give every family a mother, then she is a gift from God to Class 3, Grade 2, Senior High School. She is ordinary and beautiful, and this beauty cannot be reduced to a little. All these ordinary and simple touches have injected a sense of freshness into this materialistic society, flowed into the spiritual tunnel, and often deeply condensed in the heart. Ordinary days have a simple and profound poetry because of her existence. In the middle school era with achievements as the main theme, compared with gratifying achievements, sometimes it is a little shock on the inner string that is unforgettable. She can give people such a shock. Touching is such an angle and depth. She makes people realize that "things are moist and quiet" and their souls are touched. It turns out that life can be so calm and noble because of her-Sun Longjie. There are many admirable people around us. She may be a mother who spends her spare time studying foreign languages hard every day; It may also be a small partner who works hard to practice calligraphy; It may be a cleaner who works silently without fear of cold and heat; Maybe my uncle and aunt are constantly striving for self-improvement and working hard ... but the person who deserves my admiration most around me is my father. My father will always be a brilliant "great mathematician" in my mind! Whenever I encounter a problem, I will go to him to solve it. He just gives me a "direction" every time, leaving me enough room for thinking! Instead of telling the whole answer! For example, once, an Olympic math problem stumped me, and I shouted "I won't!" " ""I won't do it! "... shouted my father impatient:" You can only say that you didn't even think about it! "Then, he came to have a look and said," Your formula is correct, but at some point, you made a huge mistake, which is the last thing to do! " "So I scanned it carefully again and suddenly found that there was a calculation error in one link, which was a huge mistake that my father said should not be made! Alas, this is all the fault of carelessness! In my mind, my father will always be a "great calligrapher" whose calligraphy is not inferior to that of Wang Xizhi! I can write this level of words, behind this, how much effort my father has paid! What a sweat! Dad will always be a young and handsome "dad" in my mind! No matter how much white hair he has! No matter how many wrinkles you have! No matter he ... is my good father! This is the person I admire most-the perfect person-dad! There are many beautiful qualities in the world, such as honesty, and the uncle downstairs is very honest. We have an uncle downstairs who runs a small restaurant. Every day, the guests eat in the open space downstairs. One morning, I went to a composition class. It's not eight o'clock yet. I don't think my uncle has got up yet. But when I went downstairs, I saw that uncle had come back with a big bag of vegetables on his bike. I looked at the vegetable bag, and there were no bugs in it. I said to my uncle, "What time do you go out to buy food every day?" My uncle smiled and said to me, "Six or seven o'clock." I can't help admiring my uncle. I remember our moral book said that the food in the evening was cheaper than the food in the morning. Why didn't my uncle buy the food the next night? My uncle seems to have guessed my thoughts. He said to me: "Although the food in the morning is a little expensive, people get up early and work a little harder, but for the health of the guests, hard work is nothing?" Yes, I always see my uncle go shopping in the morning. Business is getting better and better, and there are more and more guests. I was moved by his behavior and thoughts. This uncle is not afraid of hard work, and everything is for the health of his guests. Isn't this spirit worthy of our admiration and study? I want to be a considerate person in the future. The new semester has begun. I heard from my classmates that our class needs a new head teacher. I thought: Maybe he is a young man, maybe a teacher with glasses. The door of the classroom opened when the bell rang. A middle-aged teacher came in. I saw him wearing a pair of nearsighted eyes. It seems that he is a very learned teacher. After introducing herself, the students learned that she was our new head teacher. I thought: He is so learned that he can take care of us! A few days after the start of school, something happened ... the new newspaper has been distributed. Teachers holding a thick stack of newspapers said to Zeng Li, the monitor of our class, "Where is the list of newspapers?" Now the monitor is blindsided and doesn't know where the list has been thrown. "Monitor ... Ceng Li ..." Teachers saw the monitor speak hesitatingly, needless to say. After class, the monitor hurried to the math teacher, who asked for a list. After repeated checking, I finally found the list of students who subscribed to the newspaper. In order to arouse the enthusiasm of class cadres, the teacher will assign squadron cadres to come out for morning reading every morning. The monitor is responsible for the content from Monday to Friday. Every weekend, sometimes he has to find a problem. The monitor's mother said, "The Chinese final exam in your class rose from the sixth to the third! The head teacher in your class is really amazing! " The teachers in our class speak more vigorously in class than before. Whenever the teacher finishes class, there are always many students in our class around the teacher to discuss problems. Like a family. I really admire my teacher. There is a 500-year-old grandfather across the street from our house. He is the first lesson of my life. There is a cat's eye on my door. From time to time, I climb on the stool and always see someone carrying big bags and small bags into grandpa's house. I thought: it must be a gift for grandpa! But there was a serious voice across the hall, and the man came out with something. I'm confused. It happens every day. I can't help knocking at grandpa's door. The door opened. I think grandpa's house must be beautiful. Unexpectedly, nothing in grandpa's house is decent and old, as if it had been preserved for hundreds of years. I said my confusion: "Grandpa, why don't you want other people's things?" Look how old things are at home! " Change it! "Grandpa paused and said seriously," You are still young! I don't understand. I used to be an official in the city. After I retired, many people came to give gifts. How did this happen? I also received some things and donated them to the country. Most gift givers are dirty people. Why don't you take them and donate them to the country? People are not old! "It suddenly dawned on me that I finally understood my grandfather's previous official position, and I also knew some noble deeds of my grandfather, but now ... alas! They are all children who only know how to spend money all day, but have no ability to make money! I just admire the director's grandfather from my heart. I really look at people through the door-I look down on people! Dad and I had this little cat's eye removed! Yes! The old man is old, and he is still sweeping the street and working as a cleaner ... One Saturday, I went to the bookstore to read, and the old man was sweeping the street, sweeping, sweeping. Suddenly, from behind the old man, a motorcycle came rapidly, and I quickly shouted, "Look out! Grandpa! " Grandpa was knocked to the ground before he could react. When the motorcycle driver saw that the situation was not good, he quickly got on the motorcycle and ran away! Then, many people gathered around and called the motorcycle driver heartless. After a while, grandpa slowly opened his eyes and saw a small red leather bag. He opened it, and it turned out to be the driver's, with thousands of dollars in it! Someone said, "This money must not be given to him. The medical expenses should be paid to Grandpa." A few days later, firecrackers sounded downstairs. I went downstairs and saw that it was the uncle who returned the money to the driver. I came to thank him! But it didn't last long. A few months later, bad news came from grandpa's house. Grandpa got high blood pressure and died. I sat in my room sobbing, how could such a good grandfather die! I was only seven years old. Soon a new family moved in. Grandpa is the first lesson in my life. His first impression was seriousness. Grandpa's spirit will always spur me, forever and ever! A few articles for your reference, remember to change the theme, only the material.