Complete 400-word composition about stories between classmates

⑴ A 400-word essay on interesting things that happened between classmates

There is a classmate in our class, his name is Yao Liwei. Although his grades are not good and he is ranked among the bottom four, but He is a honest and honest person. This is famous in our class.

Now let me tell you something to prove it. Once, it was our group's turn to sweep the floor. There were three people in our group. There were two female students and two male students. In the dormitory area, I asked the female students to go and let the male students clean the classroom. At this time, there was only one male student there, so I told him to wait for another male student to come and let him follow him. We cleaned the classroom together. After the assignment, I went downstairs with two female classmates to clean the lump sum area.

When we arrived at the lump sum area, my two female classmates and I quickly picked up the waste paper on the ground. Then , used brooms to clean up the garbage on the road. The three of us worked hard. The Baogan area became cleaner and cleaner.

After sweeping for a while, we cleaned the Baogan area. Then, the three of us I went back to the classroom talking and laughing. When I came to the classroom, I saw everything in the classroom that was beyond my expectation. The brooms were not put away and were thrown on the ground. The garbage was not picked up and put out, and it was lying scattered on the ground. The floor was still dirty and had not been mopped. How did it happen that it was so bad? I was furious. I grabbed the male classmate and criticized him severely. He said that he had swept it and the rest should be done by him. Another classmate was responsible for finishing the cleaning. He actually refused to admit it, which made me even more angry. At this time, Yao Liwei happened to come over. I took all my anger out on him, severely criticized him, and finally ordered him to finish cleaning quickly. He just silently listened to me criticizing him, swept the floor silently, took out the trash, put away the broom, and mopped the floor... I watched him do everything obediently, and I got angry. It also disappeared.

Then, I walked into the classroom and opened the "Duty Student Record Book". Oh, no, it's not Yao Liwei's turn to sweep the floor today, why did I criticize him? And he didn't either How about an excuse? Suddenly, my face turned red. He did not ask me to "settle accounts", but did things according to my orders. He is really a good, honest and honest classmate!

⑵ My grade Essay 400 about the story between myself and my classmates

Praising my classmate - Teng Yue

There is a classmate in our class named Teng Yue. She is very cute and taller than me She is tall, with curved eyebrows, dark and bright eyes, a very cute nose, a mouth like a moon, and two small dimples.

She is a lively, cheerful and optimistic little girl. She is in our class Here, our math scores are among the best. She likes volleyball, swimming, Mathematical Olympiads, calligraphy, etc. She has a very docile personality and is generally not unhappy.

Once I failed in the test Ideal, Teng Yue came over and encouraged me and said: "It doesn't matter, I will definitely do well in the exam if I work hard in the future." This sentence has been motivating me to move forward. During the mid-term exam, this sentence inspired me, so I got 100 points. Ranked first in the whole grade, she also happily said: "She is not tall, but her grades are higher than mine."

I think Teng Yue is very important to me. Without her, I would not have had the world. This result.

⑶ A 400-word essay by a classmate

I have a classmate who has a round face and a curved face. Eyebrows and small eyes, she often wears pink dresses.

Guess who she is? She is my classmate - Li Xinyi. She is a girl with a beautiful heart. You know why I say that she is beautiful at heart! Because she loves to help others, one day, when a classmate was doing homework, his pen ran out of water. He asked Li Xinyi: "Can you lend me a pen so that I can finish my homework and then return it to you?" "Okay." Li Xinyi answered without hesitation and handed him a pen.

Another time when we were shopping on the street, a beggar stopped us. He smelled bad and was wearing stained and rotten clothes. "Ignore him, let's go." I said while pulling her. But she said: "No! The teacher usually teaches us to help others. Look how pitiful he is, we should help him." As she said that, she gave the beggar the money her mother gave her to buy things for her. I was moved by his behavior and gave the beggar some money. The beggar took the money and left with a lot of thanks.

Do you think she is a person with a beautiful soul?

⑷ Essay "My Classmate" Describe what happened between you and your classmate in about 400 words

Classmate, what a beautiful word, he is my childhood friend, accompanying me I learn and grow with me.

Once, a classmate in our class had his foot scalded and had been recuperating at home for almost a month. Everyone was worried about him. Every time after school, his classmates would visit him at his home, chat with him, and copy homework questions for him. If he couldn't do it, the classmates would patiently explain to him and tell him everything he had learned from the day before. He left only after he understood it. This was the case every day. Sometimes he would ask with concern: "Is your foot feeling better?" Seeing his classmates working tirelessly for him, he was so grateful that he was speechless for a moment. Tears welled up in his eyes.

Classmates should help each other. When you have difficulties, your classmates will not hesitate to help you. However, some conflicts in life are inevitable. The key is to understand each other, tolerate each other, and turn hostility into friendship.

Recently, my classmate bought a new automatic pen. When people around me saw it, they were very envious of a classmate and even touched it with their hands. After a while, the pen at the same table disappeared. He thought for a moment: Xiaolan must have taken it. He asked Xiaolan angrily: "Did you steal the new pen I bought today?" Xiaolan looked at it. Looking at him: "I didn't take it!" "I'm lying, you were the only one who touched my pen today, and you took it!" Xiaolan felt very aggrieved, so she started crying. The teacher came and asked about the cause and effect of the matter. Finally, with the help of the teacher, the pen was finally found in the corner. The deskmate lowered his head in embarrassment and said in shame: "I'm sorry." Xiaolan came over and smiled: "It's okay." The two of them reconciled again.

Time flies, time flies, we are under the same roof, bathing in the morning sun. In study, we inspire each other, and in life, we help each other. The friendship between classmates is very precious, and six years have passed by in such a hurry. We should cherish friendship and every little moment between classmates.

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Whenever I open the pencil case and see the black pen, I can't help but think of something that happened a few days ago. It was in the day care class on Thursday night. I was doing my homework. Teacher Zhu came in and gave me a proposal for the Youth Congress. He asked me to fill it out and give it to Teacher Wang before get out of class. He also asked me to fill it out with a black pen. After I heard it clearly, I picked up the black pen and started writing. As I wrote, the writing on the paper gradually faded. When I saw it, it turned out that there was no ink in the pen. What can we do? I have to hand it in soon. Can I borrow it from my classmates? Everyone has to do their homework, so there is no way they can lend it to me. I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot and didn't know what to do. Suddenly, Xiaoyi, the deskmate who was doing homework, saw it and asked with concern: "What's the matter, Xiaoting, do you need my help?"

I replied: "You can help even if you are a god. You can't help me!" "What's going on? Come on, tell me!" "I can't write anything, but the proposal is about to be handed in. I'm so anxious!" "I thought what was the fuss about?" , "I'll lend it to you." Xiaoqi, who was sitting in front, heard it and turned around and said, "Didn't the teacher require that you can only use a black ink pen to do this homework? But you only have one and lent it to Xiaoting. How can you Aren't you afraid of being left behind because you can't finish your homework? Didn't we agree to go to Xiaogui's house to play after school today? "Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Since she needs it urgently, I will borrow it first. Give it to Xiaoting, the overall situation is more important!" After saying that, he handed me the pen. I looked at her with gratitude and started writing quickly. After a while, I finished writing the proposal, and I returned the pen to Xiaoyi. Xiaoyi successfully finished her homework before the bell rang.

Although this thing is small, it left a deep impression on me. A pen embodies the sincere friendship between Xiaoyi and me.

⑸ A 400-word essay on a short story between third-grade classmates

It was a Wednesday afternoon. I came to school, opened my schoolbag, and suddenly found that I did not bring a pencil case. I panicked all of a sudden: How can I study or write without learning tools? At this time, the bell rang for the first class, and the Chinese teacher walked into the classroom and asked us to write Book No. 3. The whole class lowered their heads and wrote, but I was the only one who looked at the book stupidly and couldn't write a word. Can't write.

I was worrying, and Wang Wei'an next to me asked me: "Why don't you write?" I told him that I didn't bring a pencil case. Wang Wei'an said to me enthusiastically: "Use mine!" As he said that, he took out a pencil from the pencil case: "Here you go, write quickly!" I thanked him and started writing quickly. Although this is just a small thing, it made me deeply understand how warm my heart would be when accepting help from others. Perhaps, in your opinion, a little help that is insignificant will bring warmth to the other person like help in times of need.

⑹ A complete composition of more than 500 words about stories about me and my classmates

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The story of me and my classmates

I have a classmate named Peng Cheng. We were originally good friends, but a conflict last time tore our friendship apart. .

At the end of an English class, the English teacher handed out English test papers for us to correct, and Mr. Peng Cheng, who was sitting behind me, came and said mocking words to Xu Jiayou, such as they said that I Koala duck eggs etc. I just can't help it. When Peng Cheng saw me like this, he continued to say bad things about me to Xu Jiayou, still smiling. I was so angry that I dropped his pencil case to the ground. Not to be outdone, Peng Cheng rushed up and knocked down my book and pulled it to the ground. This is how a "war" begins.

We were both very angry. You punched me and I kicked you to pull me up. The English teacher and the classmates next to you came over to break up the fight, but we still refused to listen and started fighting. Seeing that the situation was not going well, several classmates called the head teacher, Mr. Zhang, to pull him down. When Mr. Zhang came down, we were still fighting until Mr. Zhang pulled us apart. I scratched Peng Cheng's face, and his glasses were knocked down and pulled to the ground. Fortunately, they were not broken, but there were no injuries on my body. Teacher Zhang asked the students who would start first. Some students stood on my side and some on his side. Then they rushed to tell Teacher Zhang the reason. Teacher Zhang took turns criticizing us both. We were both wrong.

After returning home, I felt that it was my fault. I should not have injured Peng Cheng, so I planned to buy some food for Peng Cheng. The next day, I gave the snacks to Peng Cheng and said sorry. Peng Cheng seemed to have nothing happened and said to me with a smile: "It doesn't matter, we are still good friends."

Through this incident, I realized that people should be magnanimous and not stingy, so that they can make more friends.

I have a very good classmate - Chen Yipeng. Whenever I have a math problem that I can't solve, he always helps me patiently until I understand it.

I remember once, I scored more than 70 points on my math test. Teacher Gu said that our class did poorly on the math test and asked us to correct it ourselves. I got it right quickly, but there was only one question that I didn't get right. Just when I was puzzled, Chen Yipeng came over and said, "Zhao Weiqiang, are you unable to correct it? Do you want me to teach you?" There was sincerity in his tone. "Thank you for your kindness, I will correct it myself!" I said angrily, revealing that I was angry with myself! "Oh, then I want to see if you have this ability?" 30 minutes passed, and I couldn't help but sweat, but the math problem had not been solved yet. At this time, Chen Yipeng walked over swaggeringly, "Have you solved it?" "Hurry, it's almost solved." "Let me see." "Oh, Zhao Weiqiang, even though he couldn't solve it, he still said he had solved it. You really want to save face, let me teach you, first like this..., then like this...finally...you see this question is so simple." My mind suddenly opened up. "Next time if you have a question that you can't solve, just ask me. We are good friends!"

When Teacher Gu asked me this question, I answered it fluently. Teacher Gu gave a thumbs up. After class, I ran to Chen Yipeng’s desk and thanked him. But he said, "It is necessary to help others."

This is my classmate Chen Yipeng, and I will never forget him.

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The first article

Oh my God! Why do you have to get up so early? It's not yet dawn. What a tragedy! Where is my uniform? Why was it missing when I put it here last night? With a sleepy face, I looked for my military uniform beside the bed. It turns out to be here. It’s almost making me anxious. Put on the military uniform and start a stressful day.

The training of each movement made me a little impatient.

"Pay the money and suffer!" Some students began to mutter in a low voice. This sentence makes so much sense, we hate the instructors. The instructor is very strict with us. As long as we make a slight mistake in our movements, we have to "enjoy" it - do 20 push-ups with fists. It's time to have breakfast. Everyone is waiting for the instructor to give the instruction "Target-canteen", and we immediately swarm to the canteen. Eating is a great pleasure in military training. Although the food in the military camp is not as good as at home, we are not picky when we are hungry and eating is also fun. The instructor does not allow us to make any noise while eating. If we make any noise, we will all be in the cafeteria. Students eating inside must keep their current movements motionless as if time has stopped. Such a clever way of treating people is amazing.

The most difficult thing in military training is standing in the military posture. I will never forget the feeling of suffering under the sun. Time passed very slowly today, and there were more and more beads of sweat on my forehead, but time still echoed slowly. When your heels and every joint are numb, the instructor who has been having fun next to you tells you that only 15 minutes have passed and you still have to stand for 15 minutes. I really want to sit down and rest for a short while. This little moment is already very precious to me, but the instructor who only bases his happiness on the pain of others will never let you rest. . "Class 9, Class 1, Grade 1, keep walking in place." A long half hour finally passed with these words. This half hour made me feel the length of time for the first time.

After pain comes happy time. After standing in the military posture, the instructor taught us to sing. A smile appeared on the instructor's face for the first time. In fact, the instructor's smile was quite cute. Each sad tune made many classmates who left home shed tears. The instructors still taught us to sing with a smile. The instructors had already experienced it before and were more sad than us when we were crying like this.

Spending day after day in pain and happiness.

Unparalleled talents have no chance and can only be buried. We have practiced hard for seven days, and now it is time to show off our talents. The chief instructor solemnly announced: "The military parade has begun." The students' uniform movements and powerful slogans won the praise of the school leaders. Perhaps they saw the heroic appearance of future soldiers in us! After hard work, our class won second place, and the happy smile could not hide the tears.

The calm lake can only leave dull reflections, while the rushing water can stir up waves - the boat of life can only sail into the harbor of success if it is allowed to go against the current.

We walk towards money resolutely and are no longer confused. No more wandering. The glorious crown is made of thorns, and the value of life is shown in the persistent pursuit...

Part 2

People say that military training is hard and being a soldier is not easy. I really don't deny it. But there is another point that everyone should not forget-pain and joy are twin brothers, and there should also be joy in military training.

To talk about this fun, we have to mention our instructor Duan. Let me describe him in one sentence - it would be a pity not to be a comedian! He is simply full of humorous cells. When you make a wrong move, he will either amplify the wrong move. His exaggerated body movements usually cause the whole class to burst into laughter. You will definitely feel ashamed amidst the laughter of others. Feel ashamed; or, change your style and play a trick of "stopping with silence". Keep your body upright, raise the corners of your mouth, seem to be smiling but not smiling, and stare straight at you for a long time, which will make you Have the nerve to look at him; or, first, a hand will pat you heavily on your shoulder, like a scene in a movie where brothers are being thanked, then put on a complicated expression, and say in a tone that seems to be pleading: "Brother , if you move, you will be gone within five minutes of the exercise."

However, as the saying goes, a slap can't make a difference, and the hearty laughter of the students also benefited from a few particularly lively ones. classmates. But for fear of affecting the future unity of my classmates, I won’t mention their names. Of course, the most important thing is that I don’t know their names. However, it is this group of underground workers who contribute in obscurity, bringing happiness to others and leaving pain to themselves - Instructor Duan is first-class in "rewarding" students with words and actions. However, it should be said that they are the ones who have the most communication with Instructor Duan {whether in terms of verbal or physical communication}. However, for them, you cannot expect them to follow the "traditional route". The questions are more gossipy than the others, whether there is a match or not (language need), what is your lover’s name, etc.

Our Instructor Duan is also honest. He will stop us when soldiers come, and when water comes and we will cover him up, he will answer every question. In the midst of our sighs, Instructor Duan even revealed that "the last one is the eldest wife, and there is a second wife," just as we boys burst into tears. When the frame was full and the tables were lined up to cheer for the return of the "men's rights" era, instructor Duan completely shattered our dreams with three words - Impossible!

In the following days, based on the basic situation that our class is in military training and has a few more days to go, instructor Duan and all the students in the class started from their own military training life and resolutely implemented the " The basic line of "carry the joke to the end". This is to "take other people's mistakes as one's own happiness" as the center, insist on "not taking the ordinary path", insist on "I choose, I like", relieve tension, and be highly concentrated, in order to practice my class's movements quickly and efficiently. Be accurate, steady and work hard, and strive to get into the top five in the gymnastics!

⑻ Composition: The story between my classmates and I

One of the ideas: When buying a meal ticket, I found that the 10 yuan in my pocket was missing. This is a week's worth of food money. Soon, my classmates sent me the lost money one after another, but at first glance, it was not mine. When it was time for evening self-study, I found a stack of money in the pencil case, and a piece of paper that said, "This is the wish of the whole class, please accept it." I was so excited that tears came to my eyes.

Idea 2: He is the smallest in the class, and his classmates jokingly call him "little one." The big man often made fun of him and made the "little one" cry several times. This time we went to work in the tea mountains and we were not allowed to ride in a car. We were just halfway through the journey and the "little one" was already out of breath from exhaustion. The big man didn't say anything, but snatched the "little one"'s backpack. This time the "little one" felt the warmth among his classmates.

Thought 3: I was admitted to the hospital due to illness, so lonely and lonely. At this time, the head teacher came to visit me and brought me a recorded tape, which contained the singing and greetings of the whole class. New Year's Day arrived, and my classmates sent me a letter. Each classmate said a word in the letter, and I once again experienced the innocent friendship between classmates.

[Writing]

Begin by expressing *** feelings about the friendship between classmates, and end by expressing your views on the feelings of classmates based on what the subject narrates, allowing the beginning and the end to echo and reveal The main theme of the whole article. It is also a way to plan a story by naturally opening and closing based on the cause and result of the event. In order to radiate the friendship among classmates. For example, one of the ideas is that because "I" lost money, the students gave money. First, it was given secretly, and it was said that "I" had found the lost money; later, it was given openly, and the classmates pooled money to help "me" tide over the difficulties. In this way, "I" is actually writing about classmates, expressing the theme of mutual help between classmates. If "I" jumps outside the circle of the event, it can be written in the third person, such as idea 2.

The entire composition can be about just one thing, or two or three things. If you choose several things to write about, you should be good at connecting the events organically. The second idea is to write about the big man teasing the "little one" and the big man helping the "little one". These two things are not independent of each other, but complement each other and form an organic whole to better express the relationship between classmates. feelings between. In terms of details, the second thing should be the focus.

You can choose to write about things that did not get along well between classmates, but you should extract lessons from them and make them have positive ideological significance.