Your deskmate's composition 1 brushed the dust off the graduation photo, saw a beautiful orange, looked at a grinning face, and I saw you, my deskmate.
You, with black hair, have longer hair and whiter hair than other boys. Your long hair is going to cover your little eyes. You'd think it was a girl if you didn't look carefully! Because of this, another thing happened that made people laugh and cry.
Once, when you were going to the toilet, a classmate stopped you. You asked inexplicably, "Why are you blocking me?" That classmate said, "This is the men's room, and the women's room is over there!" " ""I'm a man! " "What, look at you, you are a girl, how to become a boy? "You were in a daze, and it was not until the teacher came forward that the dust settled. After that, you not only didn't cut your hair, but also wore a pink hairpin, which made me speechless.
You are a boy, but you love beauty very much. When you have nothing to do, take out your nail polish and let me paint it for you. You also said that you wanted to paint it differently. You spray perfume on your body from time to time, which makes me sneeze all the time. You also claim to be the class grass, which is the most beautiful in the whole grade.
Although you are a little boastful, you also have many advantages.
Once, because I didn't bring my homework, I was said a few words by the teacher. You're sorry to see me. I ran to the supermarket immediately after school at noon and bought a pack of Alps. I said, "It's for you. Don't be sad, smile! " Sweet candy comes late, and my heart is sweet.
When my shoes are dirty, you will help me clean them with an eraser. When my pencil runs out of lead, you will magically take out a brand-new box of lead. When I am thirsty, you will run to another building and get me a cup of warm water.
You are not only good to everyone, but also good at computers!
During the competition, he said that our class was second, and absolutely no one dared to say first. While others are still upgrading to play the underworld, he has recorded the process of playing the game and earned himself some pocket money.
On graduation day, I said, "I was on Jiangyan in junior high school and I haven't come back for a long time." You smiled and said, "I'll be across the street. Come back and ask me to draw pictures and teach me to do problems. Don't worry, I will always wait for you! " "hmm!"
When we meet again, it may be three years later or six years later. However, time always flies, which makes people forget something. I will never forget you at my deskmate.
Your deskmate's composition 2 ... It's you, it's you, how can it be you, how can it be you? Every time you change seats, you transfer to my deskmate. I am so lucky! But it also makes my junior high school life a little more colorful and interesting.
On the first day of school, the female students were just full, leaving me alone. No one would have thought that there was one more male student, so the teacher arranged for us to sit together. Even though there are thousands of reluctance in my heart, I still surrender and pull my seat together. At first, I was fed up with the cold shoulder of my female classmates and the ridicule of my male classmates. Within a day, we became the focus of the class, the topic of discussion in the class, and even some naughty students told us to cultivate our feelings. I am full of anger at these. And you at the same table are indifferent, just smiling stupidly.
The next day, you squeezed into a small seat in a chubby posture. Maybe the space is too narrow. You always walk around the class. To this end, I throw you a few dirty eyes. After that, just sit still. In class, you are active in thinking and always respond positively to the teacher's questions, but they are basically nonsense, which makes the whole class laugh. Because of this, even teachers began to pay attention to us. How charming you are at the same table!
Under the discussion of classmates and the attention of teachers, we have been sitting at the same table for a month, and also ushered in the first monthly exam. The test paper was changed and distributed. I get 95 points in Chinese and 70 points in yours. Just as I was immersed in this little vanity, the math test paper was handed out. Your score is dozens of points higher than mine. I'm devastated. When I was in class, I was uneasy. Suddenly you handed me a note: We can be friends, you know, we are complementary in learning! I acquiesced. After that, we became good partners in learning, helping each other and making progress together. Occasionally, a classmate joked: "Your relationship is getting better and better!" At the same table, you still don't make any noise, just smile, and I retort loudly. The days passed like this, and finally ushered in the second monthly exam. As we wish, our grades have all improved.
I don't care why the teacher transferred us together. Because of you at the same table, I have gained friendship, growth and calmness. Thank you sincerely!
The more you grow up, the more you understand the preciousness of fate. The more mature you are, the more you know how to cherish the present. I don't want to forgive myself for every mistake, but take care of every fate carefully. However, even so, some people in life will eventually drift away and have no future. It suddenly dawned on me that on the road of life, separation and defense, origin and fate are doomed.
I don't seem to remember the first time I met you. The unclear time in my memory is my childhood full of happiness and innocence, and it is also full of your thin and light figure.
Until later, speaking of those days, you said that you knew me as early as kindergarten, so you would be next to me among 58 children. I just know, originally, as early as the years when I have no memory, you have quietly walked into my life; Now he swaggered in the earliest memory I can remember, walking beside me with gorgeous posture and holding hands with me.
At the age of twelve, in the midsummer, we walked out of the primary school campus and didn't know how to separate. He became a freshman at a speed of not being sad.
When I stepped into the junior high school campus alone and saw the name next to it, my heart was full of joy. But at that time, I was still young and didn't know where this joy came from, but I moved my steps quickly to embrace the person in the classroom who was not tired of being together every day.
Now that I think about it, I'm afraid we are really reading the life book written in that book. And you and I are destined to meet, stay together, know each other and accompany each other. Anyway, let's take this as the fate promised to us by God.
Light and shadow are intertwined, and three years have passed. When I decided to study literature, you also decided to study science. I thought it was such a separation. From then on, no deskmate in our class struggled with me and laughed with heaven and earth. In my youth, there were no sisters who stood side by side with me and lived together day and night. Unexpectedly, the day before school started, we finally got together. You said to give me a surprise after school starts, but you're not sure.
When I stepped into the school gate, I saw you smiling and waving at me in front of the teaching building, just like yesterday. From that moment on, there must be a fate that binds you and me together.
Twelve years of spring and autumn, twelve years of walking hand in hand, twelve years of understanding and accommodating. Twelve years of stalemate may make you happy for a lifetime. /kloc-for 0/2 years, there were many people around me, but not many people stayed around. Only you are sitting next to me.
I don't know how far it will be forever, and I can't make this promise easily. After separation and fault, helplessness and disappointment, forgetting and injury, I realized that it was not easy to be with you for twelve years. Thank you for this fate, thank you for this doomed fate, and thank you for sitting beside me now.
Every time I hand in a pleasing answer sheet, I will never forget my six-year bitter struggle history in primary school, and I will never forget you at the same table.
I still remember that when the primary school sailed to the boundless sea of learning for the first time, we gathered in the golden autumn of September and embarked on a new life journey.
In the first class, the teacher asked us to write our names on the blackboard. After forty-three students finished writing, I saw from a distance that neat and beautiful fine print stood out among all sentient beings. I didn't know many words at that time, only the field of "four mouths"-your last name. After a while, the teacher began to arrange seats according to height, and I sat next to you. I've been asking you questions ever since. I know from your mouth that your father is a hard pen calligraphy teacher. Influenced by your family's cultural background, you have been determined to become a master of calligraphy since childhood, and you have studied hard and practiced hard since childhood. You once said, "I want to be a master of Tian Yingzhang."
People say, "If you are near Zhu Zhechi, you will be black." Naturally, I want to be like you, but "as long as you don't act, laziness will take root." . For the next month, I did nothing until the first parent-teacher conference. At the meeting, the Chinese teacher said that you "will be equal to Tian Yingzhang". I can't help sighing when I see you holding your head proudly in front of many parents. I'll ask your advice immediately after the meeting. You agreed without thinking.
In the second grade, the whole school was reformed. We have a new interest group, but the class teacher has also changed, so the seats have been readjusted. From then on, I can only look at your back through two rows of people. But after that, our communication did not decrease, but increased. Our class was boiling when the teacher announced the good news of the interest group. I thought about it carefully: "You said' I want to be a master like Tian Yingzhang', so I will definitely go to the calligraphy group." So I signed up for the calligraphy group. But in the group, I looked around and didn't see you. Later, I learned that when you signed up for the math group, I laughed as mindless as when you promised to teach me. At this time, our feelings deepened.
Five years later, you and I both enrolled in junior high school and you went to another school. I hope our friendship can float across the ocean of learning and reach the other side; Or a new beginning-high school. Constant, in addition to your friendship with me, there is also your deskmate with me.
At the same table, you met someone who looks like you very much. Actions and expressions are so inexplicably similar that I unconsciously think of you.
I just entered junior high school that year. At the door of the classroom, you touched my head, smiled sweetly at me and said, "Are you in this class, too?" "hmm!" I said yes and didn't say much. After all, I didn't like socializing at that time. I don't know you very well as a strange acquaintance. I only heard it from my brother, and I saw it at first sight. Later, by mistake, you and I were in the same group, so we sat at the same table.
My deskmate, you are so warm!
You are the kind of warm man in Shuai Shuai. You will compare my height with mine every day and laugh: "Oh, I am tall again." You will sneak up behind me, gently hold my face and pull it out when I am unprepared. You said it grows fast. But I always wonder if you are holding me back. You remember my birthday every year and give me a small gift. Although simple, it will make me happy for a long time. You said that boys should not be greedy for snacks, so all those chocolates and lollipops you got will be stuffed into me, and then you added, "Is it delicious?" Give me a warm smile.
My deskmate, you are so handsome!
Your skin is a little dark, with a single eyelid. At first, it was not a beautiful sign, but your rustling in the playground covered all your signs. You flick your hair and walk confidently. You are the owner of the playground. You like sports, you like sports, and you say sports are more comfortable than lying in a pile of books.
My deskmate, you are a little decadent.
I always knew that you were afraid of dragging your class back, and you were afraid of discrediting your brother. When the results were announced, you were depressed. You always make up your mind. Every time you can move the whole group and everyone helps you, you forget the promise of the day before. Actually, you are very smart.
You at the same table. You chose sports specialty, and you said you didn't want to be a special student, because special students spend money and have no future. I tell you with a smile that sports students are actually quite good. What if they can make the national team? Don't they always want to be world champions? On that day, I will be your iron fan. You also smiled: "OK, I'll try!" " "
Long time no see. I wonder if you have grown taller. I heard that your head teacher turned you all into flat heads. Are you not as handsome as before? My deskmate, I can work together to realize my dream.
Deskmate, you wrote a composition for Grade One in Senior High School for six weekends, and I was doing my homework. Suddenly, a melodious melody floated out of the window. "Do you remember the diary you wrote yesterday tomorrow?" Will you think of you who cried the most tomorrow ... "Listen, I think of you who sat at the same table two years ago.
You like to be clever at the same table. Once, when you were in physical education class, your clothes suddenly disappeared, and your classmates helped you find clothes in too many chefs. However, you "disappeared without a trace". Alas, we looked for you everywhere in a hurry ... when I appeared at the door of the classroom panting, I found you sleeping on the desk "snoring", and your "treasure ink" on the blackboard was crooked: "looking for something" was "running and finding with green grass clothes blowing. What a bother! I can't stand dizziness, let me sleep first! "
You are a little casual and informal at the same table. One morning in the morning reading class, I read according to the textbook: "We're going to …" Wow, look, you shed those two white waterfalls again. "Bah!" I gave you a blank look and continued to read: "Study hard …" Unexpectedly, your two lines of "waterfall" flew down and landed on my beautiful sneakers. Instead of saying "I'm sorry", you winked at me and made me cry, so you had to "surrender" automatically.
Your deskmate is so enthusiastic that you forget the past. A classmate who is known as your "enemy" said something behind your back. But you gave him support and help in his study and life. In the end, you became inseparable friends.
You forgot to write the decimal point in that exam; It was you who stole my crayons in art class, and it was you who started the "World War III" in class, so ...
"I occasionally turn photos to remember your deskmate ..."
There is still a familiar melody floating outside the window, and I can't help but feel ups and downs. Are you deskmates now?
The little author did not describe the appearance of the protagonist, but chose several lively events, and a lively deskmate jumped onto the page. It is an important writing skill to choose detailed stories that can reflect the characteristics of characters.
Your deskmate's composition 7 Hey, Fatty Hu, have you lost weight recently?
Do not lose weight. If you lose weight, I will feel distressed because I have gained weight.
I don't know if you will come to Wan Li to hit me when you hear these words. If only you could come.
After school at night, I will still look up at the changing clouds in the sky as before. Although there are surprises every time, it's just around the clouds, without you.
Fatty Hu, the night without you is terrible. You know, I'm afraid of the dark. At night, my eyes can't see clearly. Before, you always accompanied me home; Now, I am the only one enjoying the dazzling lights in the street and the endless darkness around me. Loneliness and fear surround me, and I can only keep running to the next place with light.
I don't know if you left alone when you sent me home before.
I remember the first day, the teacher arranged for us to sit together. We were both a little fat at that time. You saw that I didn't eat breakfast because I lost weight, so you took my hand and took me to the third grade class in a hurry to watch it again. You said to me, "Look how tired you are on the third day. Don't worry, we will definitely lose weight then. If you are fat, I will be fat with you! "
Lovely fat Hu Man once told me this, and I will always remember it.
I remember our craziest time was writing a composition together the night before the thirtieth day of the twelfth lunar month. I want to cry because my father will have a physical examination tomorrow. I remember you said that you just took a shower and ran down to answer the phone, comforting me and helping me think about what to write in my composition.
We talked for a long time, but I didn't consider that you only wore a sweater, so you sat with me until your hands and feet were cold.
I remember that in order to save one yuan to buy hot dogs, we asked you to wait for me to ride your bike from home to school. I always procrastinate, but no matter how long it takes, you will always be by my side. Every time I am late, you always scold me, but later you will comfort me and say, "Never mind, we are late together." We always step on the bell and go to the classroom together. What a happy day.
Fatty Hu, you always tell me "Let's go to school together", "Let's buy breakfast together", "Let's go home together", "Let's write a composition together" and "Let's take the high school exam together" ...
I said, fatty Hu, let's be good friends all the time.
I always miss the person who reminded me to take an umbrella before the next drop of rain.
Fatty Hu, I have to say, I miss you.
When I first met you, you had short hair, a round face, a flat nose, a faded pink princess dress and red patent leather shoes. I wore this suit two years ago, but it's a bit corny now.
Chinese is my strong point. When the Chinese teacher asked questions in the first class, I took the lead in raising my hand. After answering, the teacher gave me an approving smile. At this time, you raised your hand, you corrected and supplemented my answer, and then the teacher and classmates gave you applause. My face turned red, and I decided to compete with you in study.
Your English is better than mine, and I am not weak. Besides studying hard in class, I also took part in extra-curricular English classes. The results of the English unit exam have been announced again. Although I got a promotion, your perfect score is beyond my power. I'm a little discouraged and slack in class. One day after class, you stopped me and held out your hand and said to me, "Let's be competitors in study and be good friends. I will teach you some tips on learning English. " I hold your hand tightly. Another exam, with the help of everyone, I finally got an unprecedented good score in English 1 10.
From then on, we were inseparable. I began to pay attention to you. You seldom buy snacks, and you never eat a few mouthfuls in the school cafeteria like us, but eat carefully. Once I asked you curiously why. You told me that in the summer vacation two years ago, you went to Guangzhou where your parents worked, and found that they worked 10 hours a day, with low wages and poor food. After that, I won't waste my pocket money. You are going to save them to buy train tickets and visit your parents in Guangzhou next summer vacation. When you saw tears in my eyes, you patted me on the shoulder and pretended to be relaxed and smiled and said, "In fact, the most important thing is' who knows that every grain of food is hard'. I'm done. Let's go. " I smiled and said, "You go first and I'll come." Looking at the back of your departure, I suddenly realized that the princess dress you wore on the first day of school two years ago must have been bought by your mother after you went to Guangzhou. You miss your parents! I looked up, blinked, tried to take back my tears and began to gulp down the food provided by the school: in fact, the food was delicious and nutritious, really!
From then on, you at the same table are no longer an ugly duckling with a round face and a flat nose in my heart. You are so cute and beautiful! You will always be my best friend!
In fact, your deskmate really has nothing to say. I don't want to praise how deep our friendship is, nor do I want to show that time has passed, but our friendship has not faded, and our friendship is as light as water. But for the sake of our seven-year friendship, I still want to say something
In fact, after getting along for a long time, two people will find nothing to talk about. But that doesn't mean three minutes of heat. Just because two people gradually have a tacit understanding, a look, an action and a short sentence are better than even a long talk.
In that case, I have nothing to say. Let's talk about our little things. After all, a precious friendship is not earth-shattering, but a long stream of water, starting from the foundation.
You share joys and sorrows. You should be the kind of person who selflessly shares good things and selfishly digests sadness and misunderstanding. They are caught talking in class, and your first sentence is the teacher's, which has nothing to do with him. Always take things to yourself and wash me white, so the teacher has always had a bad impression on you. Speaking of which, I still feel guilty and have always felt sorry for you.
There was a class that day. You mysteriously opened an iron box and said that you caught a gecko yesterday. I watched him slowly open the lid with anticipation, and the scene at that time was still fresh in my memory-
A small piece of toilet paper, with a few leaves you can see from the roadside, the gecko didn't move, but the gecko didn't know where to go. At this time, the two men opened their eyes wide, leaned forward, and their eyes rested on the empty toilet paper. At this time, the teacher's voice is particularly loud. You said, "It's over. What if it climbs wherever it goes! " "
Later, we endured nausea and our scalp was numb for dozens of minutes until class was over.
After class, we began to look for geckos everywhere. Suddenly a classmate pointed to the roof and exclaimed, "Look! A gecko! " "Is it yours?" I elbowed him. "Yes, that's right ..." He looked at it for a long time, and then sat back in his seat shyly. The students gathered around the gecko and looked up. "There are patterns, which are very nice." I smiled at my deskmate.
Many ridiculous things, such as ridiculous, we are in a ridiculous era. I changed my deskmate again and again, and I don't know how many rounds I changed. You are the only person I can't forget.
This is ridiculous. Your deskmate, your deskmate.
At the same table, 10 hours passed quietly in the long river, taking away those precious memories. The scenery along the way has been changing, and every year's experience radiates the dazzling light of life. Time has left a splendid life, but also people and things that make me helpless. Like my deskmate.
From kindergarten to primary school, from primary school to junior high school, people and things around us are constantly changing with time. There are also deskmates around me, one after another, which makes me feel speechless and funny.
Take you for example. You are a person who surprises me. When I first met you, I felt that you were as gentle as jade and modest as the book says. But it turns out that "there is still a certain gap between ideal and reality" is correct after all. After contacting you for a period of time, I found that you are an extremely amazing person, and you often do a series of things that make me incredible.
This makes me wonder, how could I have thought that he would have a gentle temperament? But it's normal to think about it. After all, he has been wearing a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and behind the heavy glasses are a pair of bright eyes. If there is a smile on your lips, no wonder it confuses me. You are an existence that people love and hate. Some of your "bad behavior" will make my teeth itch, but some small details of you will make my dissatisfaction with you dissipate. Your warm heart details will really change my impression of you.
What's your impression of your deskmate? The deskmate is the one who infringes on you without a pen; The deskmate is a person who wants to whisper to you in class; A deskmate is someone who is bored to sit at the same table and wants to give you a note; The deskmate is the one who always laughs at you. Those childish and ridiculous things you did with your deskmate may be recalled in a few years, and you will feel that it was the happiest time in your middle school. The youth that you and your deskmate wantonly shed in the classroom, really, will be the beauty of your life.
In everyone's youth, there will be an impressive deskmate. He (she) exists not to let you lose anything, but to let you know that in this world, the person who makes you love and hate and experience friendship in advance is the deskmate. Deskmate, but more pure and lovely than friendship.