My good brother wrote 500 words.

No matter in school or in society, many people have had the experience of writing and are familiar with it. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is my collection of 500 words of good brothers' compositions. Welcome to study and reference, I hope it will help you.

My good brother writes 500 words 1 Who will accompany you when you are unhappy? Who will take care of you when you are not feeling well? There is a person around me who has been with me-my good brother.

One day after a nap, we just opened our sleepy eyes and went downstairs. The breeze is blowing gently and the trees are swaying. Suddenly, my good brother Zhan Ran Jr. came to me. Seeing that I was weak, he asked, "Miss Chen, are you not feeling well?" I replied, "Yes." When I looked at the station, I immediately took me to the infirmary. But I walk slowly. I looked at my watch and found that class was about to begin. I am anxious like an ant on hot bricks: "If you don't go back to class, you will be late. Hurry back to class. " I said. But the station won't listen, and you have to hear the doctor's diagnosis with your own eyes before you can rest assured. Back in the classroom, we were punished by the science teacher.

Another time, I robbed my brother at home and was scolded by my mother. I told the station about it on my watch, but he didn't reply to my message. I thought to myself: did the station ignore me, or did she think it was a trivial matter? I'm so sad, I can't wait for him to reply. Half an hour passed and a familiar voice appeared in my ear. It's a small station. It turned out that he heard that I was in a bad mood and quickly came to me with a lot of things. So we played all afternoon. My mood has also improved. At this time, all I can think about is the happy time between us.

Day after day, year after year, it has become a habit to accompany you to the end. When you have someone willing to accompany you, no matter how bad things happen, you feel nothing.

My good brother composition 500 words 2 Childhood is my happiest time, full of infinite joy, happiness and pride. If childhood is lonely, then you will become unhappy; If your childhood is happy and joyful, you will be colorful. My childhood companion is indispensable. I've been happy every day since my partner appeared.

My little friend, Lin Kang, is my most affectionate child.

I remember that time, I was not at school. Waiting for Lin Kang, Yan Zhihao, etc. After school, we will go with them to buy chicken chops, and Lin Kang will entertain us. I'm going with them, I'm going with them. When they got there and bought chicken chops, Hu Wenzi asked, "Don't give it to Zhang Baoren." However, Lin Kang invited me and said to me, "We share weal and woe." After that, we ate chicken chops and walked home with a smile.

Another time, our school held an autumn outing. I brought 20 yuan, but Lin Kang brought 50 yuan. On the way to the autumn outing, I fished out my pocket. Suddenly I found that there was 20 yuan missing from my pocket. I was in a hurry, and I quickly searched all the places where I put the money, but I still couldn't find it. When I arrived at my destination, I was too thirsty and had no money at all. At this moment, Lin Kang came up to me and said, "Brother, what's the matter? You look unhappy. " I told him my story, and he immediately took it out of his pocket 10 yuan said, "Take it and sell it! Wait until you have money later! " This is not only for giving me money, but also for my brother's friendship. After returning to school, I found my money in my desk. After that, I returned it to Lin Kang and said, "Thank you, brother."

This is my dearest brother-Lin Kang.

My good brother's composition 500 words 3 My brother, my brother-Wu Mai, although he is not very handsome, some interesting things happen all the time around him. For example, the female classmate in my class has a caterpillar in her pencil box or someone suddenly tied her ponytail, and the male classmate is suddenly hit on the head. When I think about this, I know that all this is done by Wu Mai.

Wu Mai 14 years old, short, with bright eyes, straight nose and smiling mouth. Although he doesn't study well, he is naive, lively and curious. I often go outside to catch some unknown insects to play with my classmates or play tricks on them. He is humorous and often causes many jokes. Playing tricks on female teachers in class makes classmates laugh, telling jokes with classmates and joking from time to time. Sometimes he gets into trouble because of jokes.

It's a sunny morning. Wu Mai and I skipped into the classroom humming a ditty, but it was very quiet today. The students got together and muttered, so I thought, "There must be a conspiracy." Sure enough, something happened. When he walked out of the classroom, several classmates followed him. In the grass downstairs, Mai is catching bugs there as usual. Suddenly, he was blindsided and hit on the head by a big stone, and the blood that fainted on the grass kept flowing downwards. Those students immediately panicked. But when he found himself a bad student in his class, he smashed Wu Mai with a stone. They left in a hurry. Fortunately, the doctor arrived in time and took Wu Mai to the hospital. A few days later, I sat in the classroom and kept thinking about it. Suddenly, a pair of familiar hands patted my shoulder, and I turned my head, tears streaming down my face. Wu Mai finally came back. But it's a pity that the bad student escaped and didn't lose the money to Wu Mai. But I am still very happy in my heart.

He is my good brother-Wu Mai.

My Good Brother Composition 500 words 4 My former four good brothers and I formed the "Five Tigers" of the famous earthquake class. Let me introduce my four brothers in the bloody examination room first.

"God of War Guan Yu"-Shark Wang

Shark Wang, alone, is invincible in our class, with the momentum of punching Nanshan nursing home and kicking Beihai kindergarten. Besides, Shark Wang ranked in the top ten in the exam, so he was smart and powerful and became Guan Yu.

Zhang Fei loves anger-Wang Hao

Wang Hao, the second child, is Shark Wang's best assistant, just like getting married first. And Wang Hao is like Zhang Fei. And Wang Hao, like Zhang Fei, sees the road rough, draws out a sword to help, and can't hide from anyone who does bad things. Once, Zhang Hui, the "yellow scarf", was bullying people again. He almost knocked out Zhang Hui's tooth and insisted that Zhang Hui pay for the weapon pen.

"White-robed boy"-Pei Fang

Pei Fang is very handsome and a "handsome guy". I used to save everyone's little toys in the office. If it weren't for his intercession, fifteen dollars of "gold" would have been robbed, and there was not a penny left. And it turned out to be a lower class, and finally took refuge in the second year of high school, thanks to the teacher and us.

"Shen Gong Huang Zhong" Zhao Yan

In the class, Zhao Yan is more powerful than the whole class with a slingshot. She hits the target within ten meters, and has the potential to penetrate Yang with a hundred paces. He stood in a row with us, I was the shield in front, Shark Wang, Wang Hao and Pei Fang were the soldiers in the middle, and Zhao Yan was the bow at the end. Every time Zhao Yan's bow and arrow can always accurately hit the enemy's non-lethal place, it is still more intentional.

"Steel Ma Chao" me

I'm here, because my back is like steel, so it doesn't hurt, so I'm Ma Chao. My Ma Chao was once accidentally run over by my grandfather with a tricycle, but it was neither painful nor itchy. In fact, just scratch and cry.

Tell you good news, our "Five Tigers" are recruiting experts. If you want to be Liu Bei, come on!

My good brother composition 500 words 5 Cheng Tian is my good brother. His skin is as black as chocolate, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his nose, shiny black hair on his head and black and bright eyes like stars in the night sky.

I remember one time, I couldn't do several math problems. Seeing that I was sad, Cheng Tian quickly came over and asked, "What can I do for you? So unhappy. " I hung my head and said, "I can't do several math problems." Cheng Tian looked at it and said without thinking: "This question is not difficult. I'll call you. " So he sat next to me and told me patiently. He told me twice, but I still don't get it. I'm a little embarrassed. But Narita didn't show impatience until I told it for the third time. Then, he told me the next question for twenty minutes. I handed in my homework, and the teacher handed out the approved homework in the afternoon. I made a mistake at first sight, and my relaxed mood became somewhat depressed.

At this time, Cheng came over and asked, "Is everything all right?" "The question is wrong." I said weakly. "I'll go and see. Oh, I'm sorry, I accidentally missed a condition. " Narita embarrassedly asked me to apologize. When talking about the main part, Teacher Xie found that Cheng Tian was not in his seat and criticized him. Cheng Tian's face flushed bright red. As soon as the bell rang, he hurried to tell me the topic until I fully understood it. We both smiled at each other, and I said, "Thank you very much!" I didn't expect him to answer very readily: "Good brother, you're welcome!" "

Cheng Tian is such a "good brother" who is willing to pay and asks for nothing in return.

My good brother's composition is 500 words. Who says girls don't have buddies? I have one! She is my best friend, don't you believe it? Then let me introduce her.

She is a pistachio, sometimes she acts like a boy, sometimes she is a good girl, and she is very caring, so she has the title of "ever-changing little girl". She is tall, with long black hair hanging down her shoulders, thick black eyebrows and big eyes that keep blinking, like a curious child, with a slightly upturned nose and a keen sense of smell! Oh, by the way, there is another smooth talker who speaks very fast, just like ... like a sewing machine, whizzing past your ear, and by the time you have no time to react, she has finished. Want to know his story? All right! Please read on.

I went to see her that winter vacation. We walked past the store and just wanted to go in, but she grabbed me and said, "Look, there's a beggar on the roadside, or we won't buy it ..." I interrupted her and said angrily, "No! Why should we give him our money? " She paused and then said, "Well, then you can buy it and I'll give it to him." "But" I'm not finished yet. She has turned and walked towards the beggar. Suddenly I feel irritable on my face, and my heart is as heavy as a big stone. After a period of ideological struggle, I decided not to buy. I gave it to someone in need, so I went straight to him and handed it to him. She looked at me.

Now, she has moved into a new house, but I will never forget her. Before she left, we shouted our childhood vows: "We will always be best friends and friends! Forever! "

In my colorful life, I have many friends, but not many of my best friends! My best friend is 1. He is my best friend Kun Kun. He grew up with me. However, the happiness between us is sometimes contradictory, and life cannot be perfect. But some people forget it after a long time. But it will take a night, and I will never forget it.

We went to Mingming's house to play that night. I forgot all the time because I had such a good time. It was not until half past ten that we remembered that time was running out. Time to go home. There were not many pedestrians on the road at that time. As we walked, we asked each other, "Are you afraid?" I said, "A little." He also threatened me: "If a ghost suddenly appears, it will be dead." It was very windy that night. I startled him and said, "Will such a strong wind attract the old demon from Montenegro?" Just when we were afraid, a dog ran out of there. Kun Kun and I ran away. The dog caught up again.

I thought: I am fat and slow, and the dog will definitely bite me. Now I'm dead. I'm thinking, look ahead, hey! Why is there no one? Where is Kun Kun? Isn't he always in front of me? Where did he go? I looked around, but I still couldn't find him. Then I heard: "You run ... run, leave me alone, I'm fine." This sound is so familiar. Oh! It's Kun Kun's voice I'll be right back. Hey! Why is Kun Kun behind me? I stopped running and looked back at Kun Kun. He hit the dog with his schoolbag. He drove the dog away at once.

I asked, "Aren't you usually afraid of dogs?" How dare you be so bold today? "He said," what if I run away and you are bitten by a dog? "I stood touching my head and felt very warm psychologically. He took me by the hand and left.

On the way home, we talked and laughed all the way.

My good brother Gong, height 146cm, has bright eyes and a tall nose. His hair is always cut short and he can't speak clearly. He is my good friend Gong.

Gong used to be the second of our three brothers, but now because of the traitor Cenhao's "betrayal", Gong has become the boss. Gong Yuewei is very loyal to his friends. He only needs to make friends with one person, saying that this person will be his friend all his life is a bit exaggerated. For example, I will be my brother when this semester starts. Gong has always been my brother, and Cenhao is a brother for a while and a brother for a while.

For me, the most important thing to make friends with Gong is that we have the same hobby-music. Other good people like pop music. Some people follow the fashion and say, "I like pop music, too." Gong Dou and I don't like pop music very much (except Michael Jackson's classic pop music). We like classical music. He often asks me the names of some composers, and I often ask him the names of some world famous songs. In the end, he was defeated by me many times.

As I said just now, Gong He likes Michael Jackson's classic pop music in addition to classical music. Gong doesn't sing very well because he doesn't speak clearly enough, but he has a good figure and dances well. I can't dance because I am fat, but I have a good voice, so I sing better. So, he and I formed a group called superactor. Our group is dedicated to performing Michael Jackson's songs and dances. Gong is such a person. He is sincere to his friends, and he can keep chatting with people who have the same hobbies. It's good to make friends with him.

Seeing the photos of our military training, I can't help but think of the night of military training. In those days of military training, apart from suffering and fatigue, what impressed me the most was our brotherhood.

After washing up that night, we lay in bed, ready to turn off the lights and sleep. After hearing the whistle, Tang Tang, who was in charge of turning off the lights, quickly turned off the lights and got ready for bed.

But at this moment, Rare suddenly said loudly: "The speed of light is 3 square kilometers per hour." Then Yuyu retorted, "Wrong! Light travels at a speed of 4 square kilometers per hour! " In this way, two people argue over and over again. After a while, their faces were red with anger. Seeing that the fight was about to begin, the students came forward to stop the fight. However, they didn't listen at all. Instead, it intensified and fought. I fell asleep because I was so sleepy.

I didn't sleep long, so I got out of bed because I went to the bathroom. Seeing that they are still fighting, there is nothing I can do. When I came back from the toilet, I saw that they were still fighting. I was angry and shouted at them, "We should unite as one, because there are ten people in our dormitory, and we should be like ten good brothers!" " But they didn't listen at all, so I woke up the head of the room. After waking up, the owner angrily said to Rare and Yuyu, "Do you still want others to sleep? Have morning exercises tomorrow morning! Besides, our classmates in a dormitory must unite as ten good brothers! "

Two people listened to quiet down slowly, both blushed and bowed their heads shyly. Yu Yu bowed his head, carefully walked to the front of rarity and apologized. After apologizing to each other, they went back to their beds and got ready for bed. This matter will be solved slowly.

From then on, no matter what we do, we all try to be modest and unite as one like ten good brothers.

Brotherhood is deep, and we should be like ten good brothers. Come on, my good brothers!

My good brother's composition is 500 words 10. I have a friend named Qiang Jian Xiao, nicknamed Hadron. A lot has happened between me and him. Let's talk about how we met first.

When I was three years old, my mother bought me a skateboard with Spider-Man pattern, and the wheels were red. What a coincidence! He also has a small skateboard. The design is also from Spider-Man, but the wheels are green. As soon as I saw his skateboard, I said, "Your skateboard, like mine, is from Spider-Man, but the colors of our wheels are different." . That's how we met.

Let's talk about his appearance again. His face is round, his eyes are big and his mouth is small. His figure is similar to mine. He is tall and a little fat. We both have one thing in common: we both like to play with others. I remember when I was a child, my father once asked me, "Are you friends with Qiang Jiao Xiao?" I said, "Some people can only be friends, but for example, Xiao Qiang and I must be good brothers." The two of us also built a hut, which is our "refuge" and our secret base.

I know him well. He has many interest classes and many cram schools, but his grades are average. We all like to cry. Mom says we are made of water. I always call him brother because he is three days younger than me, but he is in the fourth grade now, because he skipped class directly. People say he should call me brother, but I don't care.

I feel unhappy at the thought that he will go to Xi 'an in the sixth grade, so I will cherish the time spent with him these years.

My good brother's composition is 500 words 1 1 The rain is like a downpour, lightning and thunder, and the wind is howling, which is creepy. The raindrops on the shoulders of the wind are shivering in the corridor of the dormitory. The cold wind pierces the bone marrow like a sword, shaking again and again. There seems to be a black dragon in the stomach, churning and trying to empty the disgusting food.

I rushed back to the disgusting dormitory next to me, and I sat down, still uncomfortable. The bright light looks dim, and the double eyelids are heavy and weak, so they are forced to open and close reflexively. My head is a mess, I'm in a daze, and I don't want to throw up.

"What's the matter with you? Sick? " Xiaojun leaned in with concern, probably seeing my bitter gourd face.

I just woke up. I stuffed the fruit box at my feet into the cupboard and whispered, "I want to throw up."

I can't believe that holding a fruit box in one hand is usually as steady as Mount Tai, and now my hands are shaky. Besides, when I speak, I feel even more sick. I covered my chest and bent down to open my mouth to burp.

"Let me help you." Xiaojun took the fruit box and put it away, then helped me draw water, dry clothes, get off the mosquito net and run around for me. "You go to bed early."

The cup in my hand is filled with water made by Xiaojun, which is warm. Watching him run around, doing housework by himself and taking care of me, the sweat shone like pearls, leaving traces from his broad forehead to his pointed chin. I saw him diligently wiping the sweat off his face. With the help of Xiaojun, I gradually recovered my strength. He smiled back when he hurried by.

When the light went out, my heart lit up. It's a thunderstorm outside, and the wind is biting, but I am a clear Wan Li, because of you, my good brother.

My good brother wrote 500 words 12 "Ha, Zheng Ziming, let's play together!" "Come on!" Zheng Ziming and I are the best friends in the whole universe, and we are also a pair of best friends who have nothing to say. We help each other. When we don't have pens, we ask me (or Zheng Ziming) to borrow them. When we don't have correction fluid, we borrow them from each other.

Speaking of Zheng Ziming! He has an advantage, the universe is invincible, and the world is the first-fast.

He does his homework quickly. I was only halfway through the painting, and he was already painting leisurely there. I asked him, "Why are you still in the mood to paint? There are only 4 minutes left! " "I have finished." Five words popped out of his mouth. I was stunned. But how fast does he write? After my secret calculation: you can write two or three sides in 4 to 6 minutes, which is fast enough!

Once we had a math quiz, I did the first test, and then I saw that everyone around me only wrote a few questions. I think I wrote the fastest, and I am very proud. I asked Zheng Ziming again, "How many sides have you written?" He simply said, "There are still two problems on three sides." When he finished writing, I only wrote more than two sides. It's hard to imagine!

Teacher Zhu had no choice but to make a rule for him: he must write papers and the like as fast as the people around him. Hearing this, Zheng Zai's face was clouded at once. Think about it, even eating is twice as fast as us. It is more difficult for him to write slowly than in heaven. However, the teacher's life is hard to violate, so Zheng Zai had to accept his fate.

Zheng Zai has a shortcoming. He sometimes speaks in class. But teachers and classmates like him very much, because he is meticulous in everything he does, and he is absorbed in everything he pays and does well. The teacher also asked us to learn from his strengths, not his weaknesses.

Oh! My good brother, it would be great if you could get rid of the habit of talking in class!

My good friend wrote 500 words 13 in primary school for six years, and there were too many people accompanying me. What brings me more warmth is the students on campus. What I can't forget most among my classmates is Xing Zhijie, who accompanies me to and from school every day. He is a crutch in my life.

I am his eldest brother in study and he is my eldest brother in life.

Actually, I hated him at first. His usual behavior on campus is a bit unacceptable, but later with the increase of learning difficulty, there are more and more problems in class. He started asking me questions, and I began to like this man gradually. He is no better than other students, many of whom are different from Xing Zhijie in answering questions. He wants to ask questions in a different way, so as to draw inferences from others. Sometimes I'm a little busy and the knowledge points are a little vague. Xing Zhijie will trace back to the source and try his best to stall me until everything is clear. I like her personality. While giving her a lecture, I am actually deepening and consolidating myself. From then on, we became inseparable friends. I became his big brother.

But Xing Zhijie brought me more habits and warnings in life. He is the eldest brother in my life.

Because sometimes I am lazy and want to play, but I always see Xing Zhijie doing his homework in the classroom at this time. Those bad ideas have long been forgotten, and I have taken my homework to him, but I will never copy it. He does math and I do Chinese. Let's compare them to see who can do it quickly and well. Xing Zhijie's resolute work attitude is also constantly affecting me. He does one thing seriously, and he is never half-hearted. He usually encourages me and warns me every bit. Xing Zhijie and I always talk about learning methods after school. During the chat, I was reflecting, and he was also reflecting. At least, I achieved' one life a day'.

Xing Zhijie and I are two young trees that we have never met. Six years later, we became shadow brothers. I am his shadow in study, and he is my shadow in life. We are going to part soon, and neither of the two little trees can bear to part with each other. But the other party firmly remembers each other's words and deeds, deeply imprinted in their minds. No matter what they do, the back of big brother will always emerge.

My Good Brother Composition 500 words 14 Our class is a united and friendly group, and all the students have their best brothers and sisters. Some of them are ready to help others, some share joys and sorrows, and some even sacrifice themselves for others. Today, I want to introduce my helpful brother.

Let me briefly describe his appearance: his round head is covered with shiny black hair, and his face is rosy every time, just like a big red apple, and his eyes are shining with wisdom like pepper seeds, and he always smiles every day, just like a statue of Milla Buddha.

The new school year, a new atmosphere, we have all entered the fifth grade, and we are much more sensible. His helpfulness surprised me!

I remember once, in Chinese class, the teacher gave a vivid lecture on the podium, and the students listened attentively below. At this time, the teacher asked a question in the book and asked the students to raise their hands and speak enthusiastically. For a long time, the classroom was still silent, and even a needle fell to the ground and we could hear the sound. "Students, you can look through the books." After repeated reminders from the teacher, the students remained silent. I know the volcano will erupt. Sure enough, the teacher was angry, louder and more angry. Students are even more afraid to raise their hands to speak. At this point, I am very anxious. Although I really want to raise my hand to answer, I will, but I dare not raise my hand to speak, because I don't have my Chinese book with me today. Then he seemed to guess what I was thinking, so he pushed the Chinese book in front of me. I looked up and met his clear eyes, so firmly, "thank you." I said softly. Then, I raised my hand like a small tree growing in the desert. I began to analyze loudly, and the teacher listened to my orderly answer and smiled.

This is my helpful brother. He is-Zhou Tiancheng! Friendship is an endless river, and I hope it will last forever.

My good brother's composition 500 words 15 acquaintance is our fate-it is predestined to meet thousands of miles away, but we have never met; Walking hand in hand through the four seasons proves how deep our fate is!

From our military training together to studying together and then going home together. I don't know how many hardships we have experienced together, and we have developed deep friendship, tacit understanding and trust with each other. I really want to say "thank you, brother". Your kindness to me is like a round and transparent pebble, still in the stream of my memory, never disappearing and shining forever. You taught me to be responsible for everything and let me know that learning is "never stop until you reach your goal."

Every time it's your turn to clean up, no matter how late the teacher stays, even if the homework at night exceeds 1 1, you should finish it and do it well. I admire it. This is your firm sense of responsibility.

Every time I encounter a problem, the teacher will explain it. You know the process, but you don't understand why. You always ask why, but I mislead you again and again: "The process will be memorized, so what else do you need?" But the results again and again prove that you are right. The topic is so vivid, but my "dead" brain will never understand it. Makes me feel guilty. Because of your "never give up" learning spirit, your grades are rising step by step.

My gratitude is real, my touch is eternal and our friendship is eternal. No matter how far away we are in the future, we will be heart to heart and hand in hand.

Thank you, brother. You have taught me many ways to deal with people. Let's strive for success together and draw a satisfactory full stop for our junior high school career.