The composition "My Good Partner" has a turning point to write two things.

My little friend, I have a good classmate and a good partner. We played together and studied happily, leaving many beautiful memories. We were in the same class from the first grade of primary school until the fourth grade, which made me miss our days together more. She has black hair, a neat row of bangs and a pair of modest eyes. Although her mouth is not small, some jokes and humorous sentences often pop out of her mouth happily. Don't mention how brilliant it is to laugh! I remember that in these three years, we were both monitor and competitors. In study, we often chase each other and never envy each other. Privately, we are also very good friends. Although we sometimes argue about some things, we make up soon. Last semester of Grade Two in Senior High School, an infectious disease "water teasing" occurred in our class. Many students are infected and covered with acne. Some students who are not completely good are afraid of skipping classes and come to class when they are not ready. This is also contagious. The teacher had no choice but to take classes in different classes. Those who didn't get it sit in the front, those who got it sit in the back, and there is a corridor in the middle. Some students are very flustered when they walk into the classroom in class. As class cadres, we should maintain discipline. The students are always screaming, and I'm a little at a loss. But at this time, she frowned and a word "Sichuan" was formed on her brow. She picked up the pointer, rapped on the platform and shouted, "Quiet, quiet …" The students were stupefied and made progress silently in the classroom. I secretly admire her calm attitude in the panic.