How to write my deskmate's composition

Thinking and writing: I can tell the personality characteristics of my deskmate, our experience and interaction, and how he/she influenced my study and life, so as to show our friendship and growth. Let's share three essays from my deskmate for your reference.

My deskmate composition 1:

My deskmate is a very fat boy with a round face and a big belly. The more he looks, the more he looks like a cute giant panda. He is the famous little fatty in our class-XX.

He doesn't have many advantages, but his love of helping teachers is his greatest advantage. At the same time, he took good care of me. Once I forgot to bring my marker. I asked XX, "Can you lend me some watercolor pens?" Unexpectedly, he agreed without hesitation and said, "You can borrow it all, but I don't need it." In class, XX was quarreled by the teacher because he didn't bring a marker. I sat next to him, really ashamed, but he said, "It's just a quarrel, and there won't be a piece of meat missing."

Although he has some advantages, he also has many shortcomings. Another teacher's biggest headache is answering questions and doing homework in class. Although Xu Li likes doing her homework, she always does it in class. Let's just say that in these guest classes, it is estimated that he didn't hear anything the teacher said, and he just wanted to do his homework. The teacher found out and told him several times, but he did not hesitate.

We have a good relationship. He asked me questions he didn't know, and I asked him English words he didn't know. Sometimes I bring too much fruit for myself, and I will give some to Xu Li. He sometimes gives me some east.

It is said that even the best friends will have contradictions. I remember once in class, the teacher asked us to write the fine print of the school, asking: not dirty, not misspelled, not rotten paper. After writing XX, the teacher asked me to check it for him before handing it in. Because he wrote a few wrong words, he had to tear them up and write them again. Who knows that when XX tore his homework, his arm just touched me. When the pen flashed, a "little snake" appeared in the book, which forced me to write again. I hate it. I can't help it.

He is my deskmate, a chubby, kind and enthusiastic giant panda XX, with many shortcomings.

My deskmate composition 2:

I am now in the fourth grade, and I have been a deskmate for four years. I am a veritable tomboy XX in my class. Although she is naughty, she is still very responsible.

XX is thin, but not tall. Her skin is dark, just like a child from the countryside, which may be related to her naughty. She has short curly black hair and no bushy arch eyebrows. XX's small eyes seem to be embedded in his face, which is very nice. XX's only shortcoming is that his lips are thick, thick and small, like pouting all day.

XX is very naughty. One day during the big break, I put the books I just borrowed from the library into my bag and then went out to play. Unexpectedly, this scene was seen by tomboy XX. She rolled her eyes, smiled, and then hurried into the classroom ... "Tintin" began to teach, and this section is a self-study class. After finishing my homework, I want to read a book for a while, but I rummaged through my schoolbag and couldn't find the book.

I suddenly panicked, anxious as a cat on hot bricks-how can I tell the school if I lost my book? I asked XX in a low voice, "Have you seen the book I borrowed?" Hearing this, XX pretended to answer "No" seriously, and I was even more anxious, scanning the hole of XX. Suddenly, I found the book I borrowed under XX's schoolbag. "What's that?" I asked frowning. "Nothing." XX said, but her face suddenly turned red. "Hum!" I reached for my book and glared at XX. I read the book with relish. At the same time, she is also very responsible, and every task given to me by the teacher is carefully completed.

Look, this is my deskmate XX, a naughty and responsible tomboy.

My deskmate composition 3:

In my six-year primary school study career, there are countless classmates at my deskmate, but what impressed me most is my deskmate-XXX.

Hippies and soliloquies are my first impressions. He has a healthy complexion, thick eyebrows and bright eyes embedded under his head. He is as pure as a deep spring in the valley, and his long eyelashes and collapsed nose show his stubborn character.

We often fight together, but most of them are boring jokes. Sometimes when he annoys me, I try my best to push him off his seat with an avalanche. At this time, he did not get even with me, but used his unique stunt-"coquetry" and said to me in a childish voice: "Elder sister, don't bully me!" The students in the front and back rows laughed their heads off, and I also threw my anger out of the clouds, so I was happy from ear to ear.

As we spend more and more time together, we get to know each other better and better, and gradually we really take care of each other, help each other and get along well. Feel free to talk to each other, no longer have the strangeness when you first met, and say whatever you want. We will whisper in class and chat after class. Happy moments are shared together, and sad thoughts are shared together.

We have similar experiences and similar personalities. But in the face of all kinds of difficulties, I didn't see him cry, let alone lose confidence. He is always optimistic about life. From time to time, he only indulges in pain and entanglement all day, but he is arrogant and brave.

I will never forget him. He is like a friend in my life and always makes me happy. This is my deskmate, a deskmate with mixed feelings; This is my deskmate, a friend who accompanied me through primary school life.