Everyone has his own classmates. In our memory, every classmate is different, silent and lively. But what impressed me most was him.
I still remember that he has a pair of eyes, a small and exquisite nose, a glib mouth, a shiny black flat head and big ears. This is his ordinary face.
He is a helpful classmate. On Monday, when I was playing, someone knocked me down. It was a long time ago that I fell, and my blood kept flowing. My classmates quickly bought me a pack of paper, but I kept wiping it, but the paper towels turned red one by one.
He saw it and picked me up without saying a word. I limped in the dormitory. When the teacher bandaged me, help me down and walk down by myself. I went back to the classroom, crying and crying. He said that men don't flick when they have tears, and then one said that men don't shed tears when they bleed, so I squeezed tears. After a group of people, I smiled into a flower.
This is my classmate. I feel very happy to be his classmate. I will learn more from him in the future and learn his spirit of helping others without asking for anything in return. He is "Su Yijun"-my good brother!
Chapter 2: My little friend
I have many friends! One of the best is Nie, but our friendship has been established since the first grade. This is iron!
Nie Yumeng has a pair of phoenix eyes. Her eyes are small and fat. She has a lovely cherry mouth. Her eyelashes are not long, but they are thick and black. Her eyebrows are black and natural. Her eyes are not like others', but they give people a warm feeling. Her most striking thing is her curly hair!
I remember a math quiz, I had to draw with a pencil, but I didn't bring it. I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks-I'm in a rash. Nie Yu Meng came over and asked me what was wrong. I said, "I forgot my pencil, so I started the exam right away." What can I do? " Nie Yumeng said, "I have one here. Please accept it first. " "But what would you do?" I said anxiously. "It doesn't matter, I still have it. You can take it. " She said quietly. I nodded.
The test paper was handed out, and I got full marks, but the teacher criticized her for not drawing with a pencil. Afterwards, I asked her why she didn't draw with a pencil. She told me that she only had a pencil and lent it to me, so she could only draw with a gel pen.
This is my little friend, a beautiful girl who is helpful. ...
Article 3: the composition of uncle smoker
In my memory, what impressed me the most was my uncle. He has been very kind to me since he was a child, and he loves me very much, even more than my father. But I gave him an ugly nickname-Uncle Smoker.
Why is it called this name? It turns out that he likes smoking. It is normal for him to smoke ten cigarettes at work, a few cigarettes at home and watch TV after meals. It would be great if guests came. Into the living room, there is smoke, and no one can be found. Once, he had a cough and chest pain and went to see a doctor. The doctor looked at it and said, "Drink less and smoke less in the future." Hearing the words "smoke less", his sweat began to drip. He said, "Yes, yes." In less than a week, I smoked again.
One day, I saw scientists smoking rabbits on TV. A few days later, the rabbit died. When smoking, a large amount of nicotine runs into blood vessels and forms stones in them. Stones blocked blood vessels and got sick.
Later, I told my uncle the content of this program. My uncle just smiled and said that he would never smoke again, but after a few days, the old habit was broken again.
This is my uncle who smokes, a smoker. My greatest hope is that my uncle who smokes can quit smoking, which will be better for my health.
Article 4: My mother
My mother, in my memory, is not very tall. She has long hair and bright eyes. Although I always have a smiling face. But she is very strict with me.
Every time she sees me playing without finishing my homework, her face immediately turns from sunny to cloudy, so I have to do my homework quickly. She will praise me when I see that my homework is better.
Once, I came home from school and went to play computer without doing my homework. As soon as my mother came back, she asked me if I had done my homework. I said yes, I went to play computer again. But my mother asked me to take out my homework and let her check it. I don't know what to do at the moment. My mother saw me and understood everything. Call me to my side and say, "son, your main task now is to study." Do your homework before you do anything else. " I hurried to do it, scribbled it, and played computer again. But my mother quietly read my homework and said, "come and rewrite it!" " "I hate it, but my mother still wants me to rewrite it. After a while, my mother came over and saw that my handwriting was much better than before. She said happily, "You are serious, but you still write well!" " "I am very happy to hear this news.
This is my mother, a strict mother, but she loves me very much! Mom, I love you!
Chapter 5: My Grandpa
My grandfather is over 60 years old this year and has always been tough. And that wrinkled face, always smiling, looks very amiable. Although my grandfather is in good health, he has a small shortcoming, that is, he is often confused.
I still remember one time, I handed a newspaper to my grandfather, and he took it and said to me, "Chaochao, bring my grandfather's reading glasses and put them on the table." I readily agreed. I ran to my room, searched and searched my grandfather's desk, even rummaged through all the drawers, but I couldn't find it. So I immediately went to other places to look for it. I looked everywhere, but I still couldn't find grandpa's reading glasses. I quickly ran out of the room and said to my grandfather, "Grandpa, my glasses are not on the table!" " ! There's nowhere else! "Grandpa smiled and said," you must be hiding. Stop teasing grandpa! Give the glasses to grandpa quickly! "I'm a hundred schools of thought contend, and the dumb eat Rhizoma Coptidis-I can't tell you how bitter it is!
At this time, I suddenly and unexpectedly saw grandpa holding the glasses he was looking for, and said happily to grandpa, "Grandpa, don't look for it!" " You have the glasses! "Grandpa looked down, shook his head and smiled shyly. At this moment, I also smiled.
This is my confused grandfather. Do you think my grandfather is very interesting?
Chapter 6: My Dad
My father, like all the fathers in this world, is the greatest father in this world and the father who loves me the most. But my father, like everyone's father, is the most common father and has shortcomings.
When it comes to my father's shortcomings, I have to say gluttony! My family runs a noodle restaurant, and I go to the supermarket to check the noodles every night. What is a supermarket? Of course, there are many delicious supermarkets. Every night, he buys a big bag of delicious food. My mother and I haven't eaten much yet. He ate it all in the blink of an eye. Do you think he is greedy?
And his biggest shortcoming is that he is not clean. Although his face is usually white, you don't know that he is a father who doesn't like cleanliness, which makes me very embarrassed. Didn't it say that? My dad is greedy for money, and there are other relations between the two! Let me talk about it. After shopping, he ran to the computer like an arrow leaving the string, watching TV series while eating. He didn't throw away the trash can in front of him, but insisted that it was full of rubbish next to him. It's terrible to clean hard every Sunday!
This is my father, an ordinary father with many bad habits, but also many good habits. Is everyone's father the same?
Chapter 7: Mom's Hand
When I was a child, my mother always used her big hand to hold my little hand around. Now mother's hands are not so slender, because mother's hands are covered with cocoon skin, and frostbite will grow on mother's hands as long as it comes to winter.
I feel very distressed when I see it, but my mother always says it doesn't hurt, but I know my mother actually hurts, so in winter we will give her warm gloves to sit on a comfortable sofa, and my father and I will do it and take care of her.
I remember once, my mother had frostbite on her hand. I poured her water in a cup full of hot water. Unexpectedly, I accidentally fell down and boiled water splashed on my mother's hand. My mother's hand suddenly turned red. I cried loudly because I didn't know what happened. When my father heard the cry, he came at once. Seeing my mother's red hands, my father scolded me severely. So I always feel sorry, and I don't even have the courage to say sorry to my mother. Now that I have grown up, I have gradually forgotten some things.
I know that one day, when my mother was joking with me, she suddenly talked about it. After listening, I was silent and then went into the bedroom.
Because of us, mom's hands will be rougher, because in order to let us live a better life, mom works with her hands. I'm sorry, mom. I love you.
Chapter 8: My classmates
I have many classmates, but I remember him best, Li.
My classmate, although his eyes are not big, is full of aura and sincerity. There is a pair of glasses on the nose, and the small mouth shows a sensible and upright character.
I still remember one time, the teacher had an exam, and I forgot to review it, so I got stuck in the last question. I touched him and he handed me a note. I thought it was the answer, but it said, "Think for yourself!" "I was so angry that he said to me," This is your real score. "
He is not only sensible and upright, but also a confident child. Once the teacher gave us a difficult problem. When the teacher spoke, only he raised his hand, and the result was still wrong. Not only did he not lose heart, but he also listened carefully. If it were me, I wouldn't listen to any homework.
I remember one time, he accidentally knocked over Wang Zihao's ink. Not only was he not afraid of Wang Zihao scolding him, but he also specifically said to Wang Zihao, "I knocked over your ink bottle. Please don't blame me. " But Wang Zihao said, "You have to pay." In the afternoon, I saw a brand-new bottle of ink at Wang Zihao's desk. Wang Zihao is very satisfied.
This is my classmate and a sincere friend. I feel lucky to be friends with him.