In my heart, there are many people worth learning. Among them, the most worthy of my study is my little friend, "Little" Xin Li.

Li Xin has a pair of big bright eyes with two curved heavy eyebrows hanging on them. Her only weakness is that she always keeps talking. In terms of age, she is one year younger than me; As far as figure is concerned, she is half a head shorter than me. Xin Li is my neighbor and my preschool classmate. Whenever school is over, we all go together. This big schoolbag weighs heavily on her. I often help her with her schoolbag. I am inferior to her.

One day in the summer vacation, I want to invite Xin Li to go swimming. So I called Xin Li's family. "Hello, is this Xin Li?" "It's Zhao Yan! Zhao Yan, let me tell you two good news first. The first one was a holiday, and my erhu passed Band 4. In addition, tomorrow ... "

"All right!" I know she won't let me put the phone down for an hour. So I quickly said, "can you go swimming with me tomorrow?" Don't you always want to swim with me! "

Hearing this, Xin Li prevaricated. "Tomorrow ... I ... I will ..." Hearing this, I am angry. "Look at your enthusiasm just now, when it comes to business, you are dumb. Besides, haven't you always wanted to compete with me? Now that I'm free, forget it if you want to come! " Hang up the phone with a bang. Unexpectedly, five minutes later, Xin Li took the initiative to call me: "Zhao Yan, don't be angry, I will definitely come tomorrow."

I put the phone down slowly. Somehow, my heart is sour. Is this bullying the little one? So the next day, I apologized to Xin Li. Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, she was very considerate of me: "Hey, it's okay, who doesn't have a short temper!" " Actually, I'm not in a hurry. I just made an appointment to celebrate my grandmother's birthday. But I've made up my mind. Isn't it the best of both worlds to go after swimming? "Big deal, give grandma two more heads!" Then he made a face at me.

Looking at this "little guy" in front of me, I thought to myself, we usually study and play together, and I always regard her as a "little guy". Now, it makes me feel like a little guy. I can't help but feel an unspeakable apology and respect for her from my heart. Xin Li's understanding and tolerant attitude are really worth learning!

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The story of me and this book

Books are the ladder of human progress, and books are the nourishment of the whole world. I think these metaphors are perfect. Yes, walking into the world of books and listening to the words of books can really make us smart. Reading a good book is equivalent to talking to many people with high moral character. Reading is really interesting!

The earliest book I read was a fairy tale book. At first, I read it with relish. As I grow older, fairy tales can no longer satisfy me. Later, the books in the bookstore next door attracted me like magnets. I ran there as soon as I had time. I was fascinated by it. "100,000 Why" opened my eyes, "Childhood" brought tears to my eyes, and "Composition Daquan" broadened my writing ideas ... In the third grade, the composition came to me. Every time I write, I will think about the good words and sentences in those books and use them skillfully in my composition. After an exam, the teacher treated my composition as a model essay because I was different.

I remember one time, my mother took me to the book mall to buy composition reference books. I am like a duck to water, ecstatic and plunged into the sea of books. I picked this one and took that one. In a short time, the cart full of books was full of me, and I came back with "trophies".

When I got home, I couldn't wait to run to the sofa and sit on it and concentrate on reading. I was eagerly reading when my mother's "dinner" interrupted my wandering in the sea of books. "Right away, wait a minute!" I had to deal with my mother and read it for a long time, because the contents in the book attracted me so much that I really couldn't bear to put it down. My mother came over and saw that I was still reading. "How long will it take?" "Ten minutes, just ten minutes." "Well, don't forget ten minutes!" "Uh-huh, I know!" Looking at it, my mother angrily pushed the door in and shouted, "Look at you, didn't you say ten minutes?" Rice is cold. "I closed the book and reluctantly put it back on the shelf. As if I had had a spiritual meal, I sat at the table and didn't feel hungry at all. I wolfed down my meal and forgot my favorite beef stew, so I picked up the book and read it again.

Today, books have become my best friends, and reading is my greatest pleasure. It helped me open the door of wisdom and accompanied me through the long road of knowledge; It purified my mind and gave me a goal. The book will never draw a rest between me and it, it will accompany me through every day.

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My mother and I

At night, I don't know why, but I feel a little bored, so I turn on the TV and watch it boring.

"Have you finished your homework? Watch TV every day! " Oh, my God, here we go again. "Look at your paper, you will get some points. How dare you watch TV? You are in the sixth grade, I always say so ... "I let out a cry and slammed the door, leaving my unconscious mother alone in the living room, locked herself in the cabin and fell asleep. If I were a mother, I wouldn't be such a nagging mother!

Suddenly, I was a little surprised. Hey! Why am I old, wearing high heels, a flowered skirt and an apron? How did mom become as young as me and jump? Oh! It seems that my mother and I have switched places. In this case, I must let her know how to be a "non-nagging mother".

I was cooking in the kitchen when she whooshed in, picked up a piece of ham and put it in her mouth. I was about to say "hand washing is really unsanitary", but I remembered that I said I would be a "mother who doesn't nag."

I'm really tired after a busy day. After dinner, I just sat on the sofa and wanted to have a rest. I saw her put down her work and shut herself in a small room without saying a word. "How so lazy! So big, you shouldn't help me wash the dishes! " I thought so in my heart, but I had to stand up and drag my tired body to wash the dishes.

I put on my apron and turned on the washing machine. I was just about to wash clothes. Without saying a word, she took out a lot of clothes from the hut: "help me wash them." I'm going out for a while, goodbye! " I can only lose my temper at the empty room.

At ten o'clock in the evening, she hasn't come back yet. I was so anxious that I called one phone after another, but I couldn't find her anywhere. "It's so late, where did she go? Will something happen? Please don't have an accident! Why don't you come back? " Finally, she came back. "Where have you been? What if you don't tell your family when you come back so late? You are not young, why do you always make people worry ... "I couldn't help it and yelled at her. "I'm not good?" She slammed the door and shut herself in the cabin. "bang!"

With a door ringing, I woke up and returned to reality. Mother pushed the door and came in. "Why don't you sleep so late? Still playing with your temper? If I say anything to you, you won't stand it. Aren't you satisfied? You are in the sixth grade. Go on like this every day, okay I said you didn't do it for your own good ... "I didn't speak, just looked at my mother and smiled. I finally understand my mother's nagging, my ignorance, and the deep maternal love behind nagging. "Thank you, Mom!" "?" Mom looked blank.

With my mother's love, I slept soundly.

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Me and a stubborn tooth

My baby teeth have been "renewed" since the first grade. Four years have passed, and now, my teeth have become almost the same, and few teeth are "holding their ground". Looking back on the experience of tooth extraction, it was very smooth and beneficial, but this tooth extraction made me "deeply grieved."

The day before yesterday morning, when I was brushing my teeth, I found a tooth on the left upper jaw moving vaguely. I licked it with my tongue and it had a hard tip. I opened my mouth and looked in the mirror. Alas, there is half a small tooth in the tooth. I quickly told my father about this abnormal situation, and my father said anxiously, "Yan Yan, we have to go to the hospital to pull it out." This tooth is a front tooth, and its root is very long. Now even new teeth have sprouted. It is safer to go to the hospital! " Hearing that I was going to the hospital, I shook my head like a rattle and assured my father, "I pulled out my own teeth." Didn't I pull out most of my teeth before? There is no need to go to the hospital. " In order to dispel my father's doubts, I "struggled" with this tooth and "shaken" his position as soon as I was free that day. Don't forget to shake it when eating, when doing homework, and also shake it a few times in class, especially when watching TV. But the next day, my teeth were still there. Dad said to let him pull it out, but I refused anyway, because dad once introduced his indigenous method of "pulling teeth with one thread", and I was afraid to hear it! How dare I try? Let me make one last effort! "

In order not to be "ruined" by my father, I made up my mind to work harder yesterday. I pulled it out with my hand, punched it in the face, and even hoped that someone would come straight at me and knock off my teeth. I used to have a loose front tooth that was knocked out by a naughty child, but this "good thing" of "holding my teeth for collision" did not happen. This tooth is so stubborn that it should be "abdicated and laid off", but it still refuses to come down.

Today, my teeth haven't come off. Dad no longer believes in my ability, and without saying anything, he tied this "stubborn" tooth with a white thread. I closed my eyes and only felt my father pull hard-the thread slipped off, the tooth was only half pulled out, and the tooth angle was still at the root, but there was a lot of blood. I begged my father with tears in my eyes: "Don't pull it out, it hurts me!" " "Dad said," no! We are riding a tiger now, and we must never give up halfway! " As he spoke, Dad pushed hard again. This time, I finally pulled out this stubborn tooth, but I still couldn't help crying.

Looking at the "trophy" in my hand-this big tooth, I really have mixed feelings. This is all because he hurt me. However, this tooth is too stubborn, and I believe its deciduous teeth will grow firmly in my mouth. But my new task is coming again: I will continue to lick it and guide this baby with crooked teeth to the "right track".

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Me and my analytical dad.

My father is an excellent math teacher, perhaps influenced by his occupation. No matter what happens, he always likes to analyze the problem thoroughly with his logical thinking.

On the evening of sunset, when I came home from school, I was busy doing my homework. Open the book, open the exercise book, touch the pen, it is broken, and the refill is used up. You need to buy a pen quickly. Just about to go out, my mother, who was busy in the kitchen, shouted, "Son, there is no salt. Go and buy a bag of salt." "Ah, salt and pen can be in two different places, one far and one near. Which one should I buy first? " I'm really in trouble.

At this time, my father, who was sitting comfortably on the sofa watching TV, moved, holding his chin in one hand and scratching his head in the other. His eyes were ga zi ng, and then he said, "According to my analysis, you should buy salt first, and my mother will wait for cooking, and then you can buy a pen, not to mention it's far away ..." My father's mouth kept opening and closing like a machine gun firing bullets. Then, my father began to enter the stage of theoretical analysis: "After doing things, we should divide the line, which is lighter and which is more important, and make reasonable arrangements, not just grasping the beard and eyebrows ..." I wondered while listening: "Does this make sense?" But I have to adjust my thinking and keep up with my father's analysis.

Before I came to my senses, my father's analysis moved from theory to time: "You see, according to my analysis, if a country has no plan and no overall arrangement, it will be a mess." 5? 12 earthquake, the people of the whole country need to unite as one in earthquake relief; With the arrival of the Olympic Games, we have to divert our attention and cheer for the Olympic athletes ... "Does it matter? My thinking is a little behind. It's not over yet. Dad's thin lips are open and closed, and there is no intention to stop. " Not only today, but also in ancient times ... ""Oh, why talk about the past and discuss the present? "Listen to dizzy, I was more than I could bear. I made a dash for the door.

Not only that, in order to decide what kind of flowerpot a flower should be put in, he has to analyze it; What nutrition to eat every morning, he wants to analyze; Rinse your mouth a few minutes after a meal, and he will also analyze it.

Analysis, analysis and re-analysis, my mother and I couldn't stand the "hard work" of his analysis and finally made a serious protest to him. Hearing this, my father looked puzzled at first, and then said slowly, "Well, we have to analyze this problem."

Ah, I am dizzy!

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My mother and I

The weather was bad, and it began to rain in Mao Mao. The rain fell on the ground, like the sound of bamboo, and the bitterness was relieved. But it's not like falling to the ground, but falling in my heart. The sky is gray and my heart is heavy. Standing in front of the windowsill watching the continuous rain, I feel very depressed and really don't know how to go back after school.

The rain left no hope for people. I complained, not knowing whether to rush home or wait for my mother. At that time, the two ideas were intertwined and my mind was in chaos. I shook my head with all my strength and continued to wait.

The wind is blowing, and everything in front of us is wet with rain. The wind blows on my face, and my heart is half cold. I was disappointed to see others being picked up by their parents one after another. Most likely, mom won't come. I thought like this and rushed into the rain curtain.

Bean-sized raindrops fell on my face, slipped by, but disappeared instantly. I really want to rack my brains to brew a hateful sentence and teach her a good lesson.

I don't know how long it took, but my warm home finally appeared in front of me. As for how I came back, I don't know myself. My heart is full of grievances and anger, and I really want to catch someone and beat them up.

When I entered the room, I found my mother was not at home. It seems that I misunderstood her. I began to get restless.

"Click-"Mom came back, soaked to the skin, and the rain kept dripping on the ground. My mother came over and touched my head and said softly, "You have been clamoring for corn recently. Grandpa asked me to get it yesterday, but it rained heavily and not much. Mom will cook it for you. " That tone is very soft.

After that, my mother quickly peeled and washed the corn. I saw the bean-sized rain dripping down her pale cheeks, dripping on her feet, and flowing from her shoes full of rain to a pool of water at her feet. Mom's eyes are so focused, as if she is completing a great mission. In a flash, I felt the air condense into a ball, and I could only hear my excited heartbeat and my mother's gasp.

"Come on, Mom, pick a big one for you!" As soon as the corn was cooked, my mother picked a tender and fresh one and handed it to me. Chewing crispy corn, I felt a warm current in my heart, and I felt an unspeakable but touching warmth and affection around me.

Yes, my mother's love, like this burst of corn fragrance, floated into my heart, floated into my memory and warmed my heart.

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