My childhood friend
I have a little friend named Chen. He is lively and lovely, with bright eyes and a mouth that will say he will arrive. At that time, he was the representative of English in the class, and my English was not very good, so he took the initiative to help me review, so we became inseparable friends.
One afternoon, I was about to go out to play ball when Chen pushed the door and came in. He said, "I know you are going to play, but your English foundation is not very good." Let's play English games. "He is really good at talking. He obviously wanted me to learn English, and he also said that he was playing games. In this way, we studied all afternoon and I forgot to play.
Although Chen is my friend, he is also selfless to me. Once the teacher assigned homework, I left it behind and just watched TV. When I arrived at school the next day, Chen stood at my desk and asked, "Has the homework started?" I said, "Ah, bend the rules!" He said solemnly, "No, I have to report to the teacher." In the afternoon, the teacher called me to the office and severely criticized me.
After school, I was so angry that I went home alone without waiting for Chen. When I was halfway there, Chen ran over and grabbed my shoulder. As soon as I shook, I threw him to the side of the road. He patted the dirt and caught me. Now I'm not wavering. I crossed my waist and said, "I will never talk to you again!" I am so good to you, and you still have to complain. " He put my hand down and said quietly, "Wu Gengyu, are you still angry with me?" However, haven't you heard the phrase' strictness is love and forgiveness is harm'? " After listening to this sentence, I was shocked: Yes, people are so kind to me and help me with my English, but I can't even pay the homework assigned by my teacher. Isn't he sad? If he hadn't reported to the teacher, would I have learned English well? My face suddenly burns at the thought of this. I apologized to Chen Dao and walked back together.
Now that I have transferred to another school, I can't study with Chen Yiqi, but in my heart, he will always be my best friend.
Strangely enough, my little friend and I are all of the same age, but my little friend is my fifth-grade brother, one year older than me. He is in Class 5 (7). His name is Zhang Zhenguo. He has an ugly face, big eyes, small mouth and serious actions. I like his personality very much, so I made friends with him.
Once, he carried my schoolbag to his tutor. When I arrived at the tutor center and was ready to do my homework, he handed me a joke book and said "thank you".
One day, he came to me for a book and said, "Did you finish reading that book yesterday? Give it back to me after reading it. "
I looked puzzled: "Didn't you give me the book?"
"I didn't say I would give you the book!" He firmly denied what I said.
"You have!" I said angrily, "You said it yourself. Say no, I won't play with you.".
After a week, he said to me, "I'm sorry I gave you the book last time." Can we still be good friends? " "
"Of course, we are still good friends." I said with a smile.
Finally we made up and became good friends.