My deskmate sixth grade composition 1 My deskmate is the famous "king of mischief" in our class-Ao Zongjun.
The trick-or-treating king is thin in everyone's impression, but Ao Zongjun is the fattest person in our class, and his weight can exceed 120 Jin. He has a pair of small eyes and smiles in a line. He has a big nose on his broad face. His nose smells better than a dog's. He can smell the food even if it is thousands of miles away.
Once in a self-study class, he bought two bags of potato chips in the school cafeteria. As soon as he got back to the classroom, he began to buy me a bag of snacks and said, "Deng, I'll buy you a bag of potato chips." Don't tell the teacher when I am in the self-study class! " I listened to his words and held my head high and said, "Hum, I don't want it!" " "In the self-study class, he took advantage of the teacher's inattention, picked up a few chips and ate them regardless of the image. I don't know which student in our class told the teacher that your potato chips were accepted by the teacher.
Once in a Chinese class, I was staring at the teacher seriously. But this naughty Ao Zongjun actually took my shoelaces apart when I wasn't looking, and then tied them tightly on the legs of the table. When class was over, as soon as I stood up, the table fell with me, and the whole class laughed when they saw this scene. I lost the image of a lady. I got up at that time, and the expression on my face was pulled down. I immediately chased Ao Zongjun all over the classroom. As he ran, he shouted, "Woman, stop chasing, I dare not chase any more!" " Finally, I gave him a good beating.
You see, this is the king of mischief in our class-Ao Zongjun.
My deskmate Grade 6 Composition 2 From the moment I first sat in the classroom to now, I have had many deskmates. Now that I mention them, some of them have forgotten. Therefore, I don't want to look back on those past events, just want to cherish what I have in front of me.
My present deskmate can be said to be someone I have wanted to know for a long time. When I was in the second grade, I vaguely heard her name, but all I heard was her shortcomings, but I still clung to that persistence and looked forward to meeting her, a "special girl" I had never met.
I stepped onto the teaching building of Grade Three with great expectation. When I was assigned to this class, the first thing that caught my eye was her, my most familiar stranger.
I never expected, let alone imagined, that I would get to know her better in the future. But the reality makes me believe in miracles, and she has become the closest person in my class! This may be the so-called "fate".
I sat at the same table with her the other day, and I was afraid to strike up a conversation with her. I only ask her one or two questions occasionally, and she always treats me coldly, but I still observe her deliberately. Perhaps, I want to prove that the rumors I heard are just smoke clouds. In the past, they all said that she was "different", and some even used "crazy" as a synonym for her. Some people say that wherever she goes, she will be the focus. In fact, it's just because of her different personality, at least, I think so.
It was in the late autumn that we had a common language.
At that time, our hands were frostbitten, so she skillfully applied medicine to others. Sometimes, she occasionally asks me if I need it. I just said "Oh" softly, and then she would slowly apply the medicine to my hand. She works very carefully and conscientiously. I can't see the "madness" reflected in her.
From the moment we took the medicine, we began to talk. I found that we have a lot in common: we all like to imitate those sad songs with hoarse voices; Everyone likes Xi Murong's poems; Everyone likes to gossip about someone together ... We all walk through the romance of the flower season and the madness of the rainy season with a pure heart. Occasionally, she would tell me about her past, but it was just an understatement, which made me feel puzzled and I didn't ask any more questions. It is true that her past is depressing, but I can't think of how to comfort her, and I always feel that I am perfunctory.
I have been at the same table with her for some time, and I seem to know her again. Those past rumors have not been reflected in her at all. She said: "Everyone has a story behind them, and the only way is to cover it up!" " "She also said that she did become unacceptable for a while. That's because she is covering up her inner pain with her appearance. I finally understand that a seemingly carefree person will also have a fragile side.
In my spare time, I will always listen to her tell her fairy tales.
I always thought she was an angel sent by God. She has the tolerance of "all rivers run into the sea" and always laughs at my childish ideas. She will explain to me the problems in my study over and over again until I fully understand them. She said: "The most important thing for friends to get along with is the tacit understanding between heart and heart. It is to understand each other's hearts and trust each other. "
I listened to her words and felt deeply. I gradually felt the "human touch" in her.
There are still rumors about her outside the classroom from time to time, but my heart is so calm. Perhaps, her words reminded me and made me decide to go hand in hand with her.
My deskmate sixth grade composition article 3 "I want to sit at your deskmate, can I?" "Wu, the naughty boy in our class, asked me piteously." No! "Looking for rejected him without thinking. At this time, Teacher Tan called me outside the classroom and said, "Xiaoying, if you don't sit at the same table with Wu, no one will want to sit with him. You are the monitor or the representative of Chinese class, and you have the responsibility to help the underachievers. "Alas, life is hard to break, I reluctantly agreed. Back in the classroom, Wu selflessly moved the desk and chair to my side: "Hello, I won't bully you, thank you." "Hello." I forced out a smile stiffly.
I sat at the same table with him for a few days, but we got along well. Slowly, I found that he was not simply naughty, and there was something shining on him. Once in the self-study class, he encountered obstacles when doing math exercises, so he went to the podium and asked me. I was busy doing my homework and said without looking up, "Don't make any noise, I haven't finished it yet." He tugged at my clothes and said, "monitor, please teach me." If I can't finish, Teacher Chen will criticize me again. " I said impatiently to him, "I won't." Hearing this, his eyes opened wide as if he didn't know me. It took him a long time to open his mouth and make a sound: "Even the monitor?" "The squad leader is not omnipotent." I said grumpily. "No, I think the monitor is omnipotent. I think so, monitor, you can do anything. " There's nothing I can do about him. I know that if I don't teach him, he will never stop talking to me, so I have to stop my homework and explain to him. With that, he swaggered back to his seat. He was the winner. The students all covered their mouths and smiled.
Another time, after dictation, he made several word mistakes. After class, all his friends went out to play, and he copied in his seat. I teased him and said, "Hey, you really don't have to copy." Teacher Tan has the longest memory, so he won't ... "Before I finished, he shook his head like a rattle:" Never, if Teacher Tan has a good memory this time, I won't be finished. "Besides, my memory is no longer than that of Teacher Tan, and I can't remember it without punishment." Looking at his silly seriousness, something rose in my heart. ...
This is my deskmate. No one wants to sit with him except me, but I want to sit with him all the time.
Speaking of my deskmate, I really don't know whether to praise him or scold him.
I wonder what the teacher thinks. This semester, I transferred a Tian Qingyuan with poor grades to my side. Tian Qingyuan is furtive, and his little head is much shorter than mine. People stop talking like this and often bully me.
I remember one afternoon, when we had the last Chinese class, we asked the teacher to write down the questions of Chinese World 1, 2, 3 and 4 in the exercise book of the classroom, and we could not leave until we finished writing them. I did it at lightning speed because I was busy going to cram school. But my deskmate took my Chinese book away and copied it because she was not careful in class. I was tired of waiting and thought, "I have to go to cram school!" " "So, I took my Chinese book back. He said angrily, "since you won't lend it to me, don't blame me for being rude!" " "Say that finish, he came at me like a hungry wolf, and the" World War "broke out. ...
But then again, he also has advantages. One day, because I forgot my pencil box, I couldn't take notes in class! When he saw it, he offered to lend me his pen. At that moment, my heart was filled with emotion.
Look, this is my deskmate-a person with equally outstanding shortcomings and advantages.
Every time I lie in bed and think of the interesting things that happened in class today, I can't help but think of my deskmate. You must be curious to know who she is, right? I tell you, her name is Anjiaqi.
I met her once in the fifth grade. At that time, she was chasing after her classmate Liang Yan. As soon as I saw it, tut tut, she was still a fiery girl. It's a pity that I was in the same class as her in the sixth grade, and I was still at the same table. I was afraid of her at first. Although she is not the monitor, she is very nosy. I really want to give her a nickname, hee hee. By the way, don't tell her, or I will die. Just this morning, because I didn't eat in the morning, I still sang "Empty City Strategy" when I went to class. By the end of the third class, I was exhausted. If I don't eat again, I'm afraid I'll be too hungry to walk. He used up his last strength and went downstairs to the canteen to buy two packs of things. Ding, the class has started. I ate and ran until class. In class, I sit up straight, pretend to listen carefully, and put it in my mouth when the teacher is not paying attention. When I took the second bite, the nosy woman saw it, so she had to put it down and wait for an opportunity to sacrifice to my five zang-organs temple, Gollum. The greedy worm in my stomach gave an ultimatum, and I ate it regardless of the willy-nilly. I wolfed it down for a while, and then I finished eating. I turned around and found her "eyes like two bells" staring at me, and I felt awe in my heart. Finally, I told her the reason, and she didn't tell the teacher.
I remember another time when the teacher asked the group leader to check the homework, and several other students completed it with good quality and quantity. It's just that my handwriting is poor and I deliberately missed a question. When the team leader checks his homework, only she helps the team leader to go through customs. My arms were like rabbits at that time. I only heard her say loudly: "Wang Aoxiang' cut corners' and I want to report it to the teacher." At that time, I couldn't wait to grab her braid and spell it for her, but it was too late. The teacher came to our group and asked about the homework, so I had to keep my head down.
I often complain that my life is very hard. The worst classes in Class 6 and Class 5 are all mine, but when I think about it, my deskmate is not wrong.
Sixth-grade composition at the same table 6 Haha, it's finally the turn to change places. I'm just so happy.
The results did not last long. I sat in the front row of my original position, and then I ushered in two new deskmates, one is a scum and the other is a bully. How is Xueba's Chinese performance? Although he is a representative of Chinese class, his Chinese performance is moderate. Then the math score was better than the math class representative, and I was thinking, why didn't he be the math class representative? This scum is the classmate who used to sit in the front row but made a long queue under the teacher's nose. However, as long as he listens carefully, his grades will get better. His good point is that he is only good at Chinese unilaterally However, these two personalities are completely different. I think Xueba's deskmate likes eating as much as I do. Everything should be put away to eat. But scum loves origami and handcraft. For a disabled party like me, there is no speculative topic with him.
Because my English score is better than that of the class representative, the teacher asked Yang Zhen to consult me. But he just wouldn't listen. I tried to persuade him several times, but I also said that I would suffer if I didn't listen to the old man. But he immediately dismissed it for me. He said that he didn't listen to the old man and was happy for several years. But our head teacher, English teacher, is not old either. Our platoon formed a filling group. My teacher makes up for my shortcomings in math, my teacher Qian Bo uses Chinese, and my teacher English makes up for their shortcomings in English. Said very tired. It's easy to give lectures to Xueba. But giving lectures to scum is really asking questions, and all the questions are very basic. But I will never be bored, because he knows how to ask questions, not pretend to understand. In this respect, I think the one sitting behind me has this shortcoming. But after all, it was corrected by the class teacher.
Let's start with the one with the best friendship. After I helped him with English politics, he insisted on giving me the fastest English paper. But I am a person who adds composition paper for 20 minutes. How can he win? I do English papers faster than the class representative and even the people who came from Shanghai and came from primary school English before. But, because I want him to gain confidence. So I let her sleep on purpose. Even if I did the difficult paper, it only took me half an hour. This is also a lesson I gave her, as well as English papers, math papers and Chinese papers. Any paper should take good care of its own time.
In the pre-review stage of the final exam, we have always been mutually beneficial and encouraged each other. He helped me solve many math problems, and I let him solve many English problems.
After the exam, we met again when we went to see the results, and found that we both got lovely results and our names were still together. What a good deskmate I am! Oh, my new deskmate, thank you for teaching me something. I hope our friendship will last forever. Not destroyed by any sweet words. Now she is my best friend.
You are reading the article, I believe you can have the same deskmate. What are you waiting for?
In our class, there is an eternal rule: every classmate should change to a deskmate within one month. The obvious purpose is to help all the students in our class live in harmony.
From grade one to grade six, I changed countless deskmates, but my most unforgettable deskmate is Cui Shiwei. In the one-month deskmate career, we experienced "sour", "sweet", "bitter" and "spicy".
Speaking of this, my nose is sore: when Cui Shiwei and I first started to sit at the same table, the relationship has been bad. Every day, you either beat and scold, but the cause of things is not very important, but some trivial things, such as crossing the line in class, which is the "38 th parallel"; Accidentally stepping on each other's feet violated the taboo between us, so the "deskmate war" began!
Speaking of "sweetness", this is the best thing in my memory. Although my deskmate and I often quarrel, we still get along well. What impressed me most was that when my birthday approached, my deskmate's attitude towards me suddenly changed, as if she were a different person. The two of us have also become harmonious, and we seldom quarrel and fight. During a break, my deskmate came to me and said, "I'll give you a gift: I'll be your slave." I was shocked, wasn't I? No way, it's too late for me to fight with my deskmate, and he still treats me like a slave? It's incredible! But I agreed and gave him a nickname-Cui Tuantuan. Have fun! Tuan Tuan. As soon as I call "Cui Tuantuan", my deskmate will arrive soon. This is called: Say Tuan Tuan, Tuan Tuan arrives. Run faster than Cao Cao! (* _ _ *) Hee hee ... Since then, my relationship with my deskmate has improved a lot, and my deskmate has also helped me: in physical education class, I often make my classmates accompany me to run, and my running performance is the second in my class. Hee hee, it was the last one, but it was the last one. I jumped to a place because a classmate's shoes were trampled off. Although it was an accident, I was very happy. When I was in trouble with my classmates, but I couldn't get away and didn't have the strength to fight back, my deskmate rushed up and said, "I'll do it." I lured the "enemy" away so that I could run-when I couldn't find a running opponent, my deskmate volunteered, "I'll run with you." Not many people are willing to run with me. Actually-my deskmate is also quite good!
Speaking of "bitterness", I forgot all about "sweetness", which really pissed me off! I didn't fight with my deskmate by punching and kicking, I was just playing with you. I have never suffered the pain of flesh and blood, but this time it is different. We are serious. The cause of this incident is also trivial, but the consequences are very serious. In another Chinese class, the teacher asked the deskmate to correct the papers. There was something wrong with the deskmate's question, so I marked it for him. After secretly correcting himself, he criticized again. In class, we launched an "underground war", that is, under the table, two people at the same table stepped on one foot. I gave him a twist and gave him a "five-ring buckle". Of course, boys are more energetic than girls, and soon I was crushed. For a whole class, I didn't listen at all, and I was full of grievances. I get angry at the sight of my deskmate. After class, I ran to the teacher's office and complained to the class teacher, hoping to make my deskmate suffer. However, I soon relented. Cui Shiwei and I have been deskmates for almost a month. Forget it, let the teacher give me oral education.
Now is the last link "spicy", deskmate really makes me laugh and cry. In a math class, my deskmate borrowed a ruler for the back desk, and I don't know what went wrong. The ruler disappeared halfway and caused a sensation at my deskmate. My deskmate is a super stingy person. Now the fire at the same table is not directed at me, but at the back table. The deskmate pestered him for more than a week and quarreled as soon as they met. Hey! I have no choice.
My deskmate and I have experienced "sour", "sweet", "bitter" and "spicy". Now we are good friends who talk about everything, and the teacher's goal has been achieved!
I would like to sit at the same table with my present deskmate!
My deskmate's sixth grade composition 8 My deskmate's name is Xiaoming. He is tall and fat. He has a big face, small ears and a big mouth. He loves to play and is greedy. He likes helping others.
I remember once, Xiao Ming saw an old woman knocked down by a bike on her way home. The little boy who knocked down his grandmother ran away when he saw that he had knocked down his grandmother. At this time, Xiao Ming suddenly ran over, helped the grandmother to sit in the chair, and then hurried to the supermarket to buy her water and bread.
After drinking water and eating bread, the old woman said to Xiaoming, "Thank you, young man. Thanks to you, I don't know what to do. " Xiaoming listened to his grandmother and said to her, "You're welcome, this is what I should do." Later, Xiao Ming saw grandma's sprained foot. He said to grandma, "grandma, your foot is sprained." Let me take you home. " The old woman said, "OK, thank you, young man." After that, Xiaoming helped his grandmother to go home. When she arrived at grandma's house, she said to Xiaoming, "Thank you, young man. You are really a good man. " Xiaoming listened to his grandmother and went home happily.
This is my deskmate. A gluttonous, playful and helpful person.
Don't get me wrong, I don't mean the neighbor who lives next door to my house, I mean the "neighbor" around my seat in school!
Some of these "neighbors" are super stingy, some are weak, and some love to ask questions ... It is precisely because of these "neighbors" that I have the ups and downs of life and the joys and sorrows of life. Come and meet my neighbor!
Neighbor 1: Love to ask questions.
"is n+a equal to na?" "Yes!" "Should A times 2 be equal to a2 or 2a?" "Is this question equal to 275 kilometers?" "no!" "What's that?" I don't know! "Don't know? Then why are all your homework right? " "..." It is said that learning to be excellent is an official, and learning to be excellent is an official, but it is a bit too much. ...
Neighbor 2: weak.
Neighbor No.2 is my deskmate, and he can't even compare with me! I came to school one morning and found my neighbor 1' s desk full of water bottles and waste paper. Neighbor 1 asked me, "Whose water bottle?" I ignored her. "Sleeping waste paper?" Her voice rose another 8 degrees, but I still ignored her. I don't know that she picked up these things and wanted to put them on my desk at once, but she made a big circle in the air and put them on the seat at the same table. After a while, my deskmate came. When he saw these things, he also asked loudly, "Whose? Whose? " Nobody paid attention to him. So he was "unknown" and began to clean up quietly. That's really strange! In the future, anyone who has rubbish on the table will put it there. ...
Neighbor number three: super stingy
He is in "The Trouble of Leadership" (I wrote it! ) The one who loves to scratch my pigtails. One day, the teacher said to me, "If any classmate doesn't behave well, wipe a five-star in his group." As a result, someone in neighbor group 3 didn't perform well, so I wiped one of his five stars. So in class, he kept throwing me notes, saying that my family was dead and that I was a pariah! Of course I reported the situation to the teacher!
Actually, I have many neighbors! There are naughty, smirking, complaining ... some things I hate, like, hate and like. ...
Are your neighbors different?
My deskmate's sixth grade composition 10 Damn it, damn it, Chen Jiaheng is really hateful. This mid-term exam, I-a careless person's dream for many days-caught up with my sworn enemy Chen Jiaheng, and it finally came true today. But he just couldn't be reconciled, and he insisted on finding "faults" on my test paper to make him angry with me.
In the second class in the morning, I was holding the math test paper that I had just handed out. Wow! 100 points! You see, a big red vertical, the teacher played for so long, plus two particularly round balls, seems to be winking at me. I am very proud to tilt my test paper towards Chen Jiaheng. Look at him again. Ah, hahaha, it's only 99 points. I was about to speak, but he grabbed my test paper, spread it out in front of him and kept saying, "This time, the teacher didn't see it clearly. I didn't know you were so crazy. When I finish checking the wrong question, the score of 100 will say goodbye to you! " As he spoke, he carefully examined one question after another. Look: he put his hands on two test papers, moving bit by bit, and his head kept swinging from side to side, so focused. I said grumpily, "Be careful, my neck is awkward!" " "He ignored, carefully handed it in.
"Ha ha, you ..." Chen Jiaheng suddenly smiled. Because of his high voice, all the students around him focused on us. "You are wrong!" Chen Jiaheng pointed to the third calculation problem and said to me, "Divide by 0 and 5; 2 should be 0 and 25. You wrote 2 and 5. I took the test paper and took a look. Sure enough, it was written as 2 or 5. In this way, I have nothing to say but give him a hard look. What about him? I was "happily" holding my test paper in front of the teacher. In an instant, a "negative 1" was added after "100" on the test paper, which was dazzling. Hey! Who can blame this? I can only blame myself for being too careless.
The Chinese test paper was handed out next class-95 points, which is not bad. This time I covered the test paper tightly. I turned my head and glanced at Chen Jiaheng's test paper, which was also 95 points. What a coincidence! I thought, is it time for him to find fault again? Yes, look: he is staring at my test paper! I deliberately turned my head to one side and put my hands tightly on the test paper. "Afraid? Isn't it? Otherwise, show me the test paper. " He disobeyed. "Watch, I'm not afraid!" I gritted my teeth and gave him the test paper, but my heart was pounding. You know, this Chen Jiaheng is notoriously careful in class at ordinary times; The teacher often lets us learn from his seriousness. This time, the test paper fell into his hands again. Could it be him ... I saw him with a pen in his hand, his eyes scanning the test paper and his mouth still mumbling. Suddenly, the pen in his hand stopped and a smile appeared on his mouth. My heart suddenly mentioned my throat; His pen began to move again, and my heart fell back to its original place. After careful examination, he returned the test paper to me and said to me, "Look, how is the word' Fu' written next to this word' Fu'? What a pity to be detained! "
Somehow, at this time, I don't think Chen Jiaheng is hateful at all. Shouldn't I also learn from his serious and careful efforts? !