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Dormitory privacy high school argumentative essay 800
Lived in the dormitory for more than a year. There are happy times, sad times and unforgettable times here. Let me tell you something!

It was a Sunday afternoon. I came to the dormitory and saw last week's hygiene results announced on the blackboard. The sanitary performance of our dormitory has been poor. I didn't want to see it at first, but on second thought, there was no one else to see it in our dormitory except me, so I sat and watched it all the time. "ah!" I can't help but let out a cry. The hygiene score of our dormitory turned out to be full marks. I was pleasantly surprised and very happy. I skipped to the dormitory and told my companions the good news, but they didn't believe me. They thought I was joking. No matter what I say, they don't believe me. I had to let one of them see it. After a while, the man came back happily and we were in the dormitory.

There are not only happy things in the dormitory, but also sad things. Every Friday, we have to do a general cleaning in the dormitory. Once, all of us were cleaning and working hard. Look! Glass cleaner, sweeping the floor, cleaning the table ... Suddenly Guo Dalong accidentally spilled the water to clean the table on Wang Guangru's shoes, which was terrible. There is something wrong with both of them at ordinary times. Wang Guangru is also a "radical" and haggles over every ounce. The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and a "blood rain" was about to happen. "Don't you have eyes?" With Wang Guangru's bristle, everyone stopped to stare at them. "I didn't mean to. Why did I curse so hard?" Guo Dalong retorted. ...... They kept quarreling. It was really "public said public was right, and old woman said old woman was right." Suddenly, the two of them stopped arguing, clenched their fists and glared at each other. "Not good!" With this cry, everyone came to their senses and rushed to fight, but it was still late. They had already become a ball. Because they hit too hard, we got a few punches in the fight. Finally, the administrator came and stopped the storm. They didn't talk for days, and everyone was unhappy.

Our dormitory life is like this, with joys and sorrows.