Cousin's math performance is not very good, and she is not discouraged. Stuffy in the room all day watching the Olympiad and solving difficult problems. Whenever I go to her house, I can always see the back of her study: sometimes she does exercises meticulously, and sometimes she is absorbed in thinking. She gets up early every morning to recite English words, stays up late at night and repeats them day and night. She studies hard, keeps improving and keeps moving towards her goals!
She is never stingy with her pocket money. Every time her mother wants to give her money, she says there is more, no need. Now, everyone buys the cheapest food at school. Once, her mother gave her a few bottles of milk, and she never gave up drinking. Soon, her mother was going to buy milk for her elder sister, but the little cousin quickly stopped her and took out the bottles of milk from the room and handed them to her elder sister. Then she turned to her mother and said, mom, you don't have to buy it. You already have it. Hearing this, I was moved to secretly give my sister a thumbs-up. Apart from admiration, I feel extremely ashamed of my extravagant behavior over the years.
Whenever I think of my little cousin, I will think of her hard work and her hard work and self-sacrifice style. My sister is my role model, and I will never forget her words and deeds!
Unforgettable she 2 Last Sunday morning, the bright sunshine warmed the earth. Such fine weather makes me want to go out to the library to read.
The bus was particularly crowded that day. As soon as I got on the bus, I was pushed around like a straw without foundation. Arriving at the front door of the car, I laboriously took out my wallet, opened it and quickly fumbled for the change in the bag. But I didn't find a dollar! I panicked, searched again, searched the bottom of the bag, and still found nothing. My heart beat faster and I started looking for a bus card again. Later, I knew what despair was, because I remembered that a few days ago, my mother had taken my card to take the bus and had not returned it to me yet. My face is red, the car has started, but I haven't paid the money yet, and no one I know can borrow money. I feel so embarrassed that I don't know what to do. Just then, a voice came: "You haven't paid for that child just now!" " "... just when I was ashamed, an aunt next to me quickly made a bending motion and" picked up "two dollars and stuffed them into the coin box. After that, she turned around and said to me loudly with a smile, "Little friend, you must have dropped the money I found just now!" "I've put it in for you, so you can ride safely!" I lost my mind for a moment and stood there blankly. When the driver saw me, he smiled at my aunt and drove more happily.
When I got off the bus, I found that my aunt had also gone to the library. I quickly caught up with her and said to her, "Aunt, thank you for being in the car just now, otherwise I would have been driven away." I have to pay you back ... "She waved and interrupted me with a smile:" Nothing, you're welcome, just two dollars, never mind! Children, you are really good children. You come to the library to read books on weekends. Your mother must be proud of you! " Say to speed up the pace, made her way forward.
I looked at my aunt's distant figure, and my heart was filled with emotion!
Unforgettable her 3 Who is she? She is my good friend, my classmate and my good sister-Liu Hongbin.
She has a pair of jewel-like eyes, transparent and beautiful. They are always smart. Usually when Mr. Huang talks about writing, those jewel-like eyes seem to radiate golden light. She has a face as red as a big apple. Sometimes, when you are hungry, you really want a bite. She has a broken moon eyebrow hanging upside down. Her height is neither high nor short, neither fat nor thin for me. ...
I remember once, it happened in the morning when the wind was light and the clouds were light. The air contains the smell of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the students are happy because they smell the thick sweet-scented osmanthus. Only me, because I didn't eat breakfast, I was too hungry to have strength. Just a person lying on the table moping. Liu Hongbin saw it and ran faster than a rabbit. She sat gently on the stool and said to me in a gentle tone, "What's the matter with you?" I sighed and said softly, "I didn't have breakfast this morning. I'm hungry." "oh! I have nothing to eat, but I still have a bottle of water. " As she spoke, her face pulled down and became depressed. I understand that she is unhappy because she didn't help me. She thought for a while in the process of depression and suddenly smiled, which surprised me. "You can drink my water?" At some point she stood up and smiled happily. I thought for a while, then looked at the schedule, and was surprised to find that there was physical education class today. "But there is physical education class today. What are you going to do?" I said. She hesitated for a moment, but still kept smiling and said to me, "It doesn't matter. If you don't drink water first, how can you be energetic in the next Chinese class? " After listening, I took a bottle of her water and drank it down.
I am very grateful to her. She really deserves to be my good friend, classmate and sister.
Unforgettable, her 46 years of primary school life passed in a blink of an eye. Unforgettable campus every grass and tree; Unforgettable teacher's voice and smile; I will never forget the deep friendship between me and her.
She is my good friend Yue Yue. Let's give her some close-ups. Let's go!
Lens 1:
Short black hair can't hide her lovely oval face, and black pearl eyes are embedded in her face, shining with wisdom and cleverness. Dark skin looks mature and steady. In this way, she became my favorite.
Appearance index: ★★★☆☆☆
Lens 2:
She is among the best in her studies, which makes her classmates envious. On the playground, her footsteps fly, leaving people on the side behind; During the debate, she left her opponent speechless-I remember that once in a math class, Teacher Zhang had a difficult problem, and everyone thought hard and calculated back and forth on the draft paper with a pen. At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice: "Teacher, it is equal to 37!" " "The teacher asked her happily," Oh? How to calculate it? " She proudly replied, "I calculated it like this. ——————— "The teacher listened to her story clearly and methodically, nodding and giving her an approving look. The students also admire her.
Performance index: ★★★★★★★
Lens 3:
People can't all be perfect, and neither can she. The only fly in the ointment is that she is stingy. I remember one time when I was in physical education class, I sat on the playground with her, and there were two female students playing there next to me. At this time, a female classmate grabbed another female classmate and accidentally fell on her. Suddenly, tears fell like broken beads. When two female students saw something was wrong, they immediately apologized to her with an apology, and she was not moved to "cry".
Defect index: ★★★★☆☆
In the blue sky, the eagle is flying. I hope her future road is as broad as the blue sky; In the garden, several birds are singing happily. I hope she will be as happy as a bird in the future. In the storm, several ants are fighting the storm tenaciously. I hope she will experience storms and meet rainbows in the future!
Unforgettable, she is my best friend, with long black hair, fair face flushed and small eyes full of mischief. She loves to laugh, and when she smiles, she shows her neat teeth. Don't be deceived by her quiet appearance. Whenever someone bullied her, she would unceremoniously "reward" him with a few "super chestnuts" ...
She loves reading and eats all kinds of books. I remember once accidentally mentioning to her a new set of books I bought, BM. I saw her eyes shining and she jumped up and asked me to borrow them. I don't agree, that set of books is so attractive that I haven't finished reading it myself! But after a while, I agreed to lend it to her. Don't think that I am very voluntary, because who can stand her pestering method? That mouth kept "pleading", repeatedly guaranteeing the "personal safety" of my new book, and making various promises. Who can stand this nagging? Gee, this tough nerd.
More exaggerated is yet to come! As soon as she got the book, she began to read it indiscriminately. She takes a lunch break after class and watches it whenever she has time. The funniest thing was the lunch that day. There was her favorite drumstick, but she turned a blind eye and concentrated on reading. Finally, she complained that the lunch was not delicious, because she never touched the drumsticks and only ate white rice … What a nerd!
She also likes to help others. Whenever I ask her a math problem that I don't understand, she always patiently teaches me step by step until I understand it. With her help, these problems seem nothing to be afraid of. I laughed with her at the same time, and our friendship deepened and finally became good friends.
Have you guessed who she is? Yes, she is Hongxuan, and my friendship with her will last forever!
Never forget her 6. Her love is like running water, gently caressed; Such as mountains, calm and powerful; When the sun shines on the earth ...
I remember that sunny, warm spring with a hundred flowers blooming. This was originally a happy season, but who knows that there will be a nightmare on my head, so that I can never extricate myself.
On that day, my wife passed away, and I was in pain like lightning. There was silence around, the dog at the door stopped barking, and the sound of the harvester disappeared ... time seemed to stand still. I knelt in front of my wife's bed, holding her wrinkled hand and hanging feebly. Cocoon hurts me, but I don't want to let go, because I'm afraid that big hand will leave me and never come back. Because I am afraid that I will never see her kind smile again; I'm afraid I'll never get that red paper wrapped in sugar again. ...
The day before my wife died, she gave me a red paper bag and took my little hand to tease me. That red paper bag is still delicious. The red skin is wrinkled by my wife, but the sugar inside is still square, which is my wife's favorite food. She always leaves me delicious food, and she never wants to eat it herself. Although she always makes me covered in powder when she feeds me, I can't eat that taste anymore.
Yes, she left me forever, and I will never see her again ... but on her deathbed, she didn't forget me-my wife tried her best to sit up, hold me, draw in my hand, and put a red paper bag in her left hand, which was the last red paper bag I received. She pointed to the cupboard again, and menstruation got up at once and took out an iron box. My wife put a Longtu copper coin in my right hand, which was my last gift. There is a square hole in the middle of the copper coin, and there are two carved dragons around the hole, bared their teeth. I feel very sad. I opened my mouth, but said nothing. Tears can't stop flowing downwards, just seeping into the corner of the table.
Now, I put the copper coins in the piggy bank and take them out from time to time to feel and see, as if I saw my wife's kind face again!
Unforgettable, she is 7. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, and in a blink of an eye, our primary school life will be over. Everything that happened in school is a special memory for us, which makes me unforgettable. ...
She is my fifth grade classmate, and we have been deskmates for a year. We always know each other very well, regard each other as bosom friends and become inseparable friends.
During that exam, my stomach suddenly became naughty and grunted, followed by a sharp pain. I squatted on the table, thinking that I must have eaten too many popsicles at noon today. He saw at a glance that something was wrong, immediately put down the pen in his hand and anxiously asked if you were all right. Is your stomach upset? I frowned and nodded reluctantly. Do you need to tell the teacher? He asked and I shook my head. Do you need some hot water? Wouldn't it be painful if I talked to you? Are you still in pain? Warm greetings come to mind. I don't feel so painful anymore. I feel that everything has given me tolerance, but the time is over before the exam, and we still have more than half of the questions to write.
The teacher was angry to know that we didn't finish writing, and then we called the office. I want to tell the truth to the teacher, but I dare not punish him. After we left the office, I was ashamed that I shouldn't have dragged him down because of myself, but she casually said that it was just to write a confession. Nothing is more important than our friendship.
The teacher was angry to know that we didn't finish writing, and then we called the office. I want to tell the truth to the teacher, but I dare not punish him. After we left the office, I was ashamed that I shouldn't have dragged him down because of myself, but she casually said that it was just to write a confession. Nothing is more important than our friendship. The teacher was angry to know that we didn't finish writing, and then we called the office. I want to tell the truth to the teacher, but I dare not punish him. After we left the office, I was ashamed that I shouldn't have dragged him down because of myself, but she casually said that it was just to write a confession. Nothing is more important than our friendship.
Since then, our friendship has deepened, and I can't forget my primary school life and him.
In my childhood, the most unforgettable person was my grandmother. When she was a child, she spent most of her time with me.
Grandma likes telling me old stories very much. Most old people should be like this. "When grandma was born, many people starved to death, because China had to pay back the money of the Soviet Union's big brother. Soviets! Take an apple to the people of China and say, Ah, that's it, no big or small, it's all pits! " Grandma always said that, but I never understood. Grandma went on to say, "bring all the money, vegetables and iron things in everyone's house and give them back!" " "Every time I look up and ask my grandmother, why should I pay him back?" Grandma always lowers her head and sighs, "You don't understand! "
The most unforgettable thing in my childhood was the pot helmet my grandmother bought me. Every time I go to kindergarten, she takes me to buy a pot helmet by bike. That pot helmet, the noodles are thin, and every bite is oily. I held up the pot helmet and ate it, and the oil flowed from my mouth. Grandma looked at me with a satisfied face and smiled.
Grandma always smiles when she talks to me. Grandma has done many things, driving a cart, being a farmer and being a sanitation worker. Once grandma and a master were tired of driving. Grandma got off the bus, took a mat, spread it on a soil slope and slept for a while. When she woke up, the master in the car trembled and told her that she had fallen asleep on the grave. I can't help laughing.
Grandma also said that she almost drowned. "When your great-grandfather and I were repairing cars in Triangle Lake, your great-grandfather asked me to take somebody else's tires and try them in the moat over there. I accidentally drifted into the river, so I put my left foot down first, and when I put my right foot down, I suddenly went down, leaving my hand on the water. Finally, he was saved by a man who bought pork on the shore. This is not looking for death! " I almost laughed to death.
Only now did I realize that my childhood was slowly ending.
On grandma's head, black hair turned into white hair, and my height became higher than grandma's; Grandma's waist, from all the way to the bend; My waist, from tender to straight!
I grew up, my grandmother was old, and my childhood was gone.
I can't forget that it's almost two weeks since she transferred to school, but the scene of that day still lingers in my mind. Sometimes I will convince myself that I just met her soon, just like Piaoping. Why should I care so much about her? But I can't forget her after all.
More than a month ago, I just decided to change my dormitory for some reason. When I first arrived at the new dormitory, I had a good impression on her for the first time. Her chubby figure and shallow dimples made me remember her name quickly.
We are both in the upper bunk, opposite the bed. She is cheerful and manages the floor sanitation of the dormitory balcony. She squatted on the floor every day and wiped the floor with a wet towel, never shouting tired. But in this way, she has not adapted to the start of school accommodation and has repeatedly proposed to transfer. Teacher Yang also advised her. Later, she stopped talking about it, became cheerful and chatted with us very speculatively.
When I was in bed, I had nothing to do during my lunch break, so I made faces to make her laugh. During recess, she often comes to talk to me and vent her anger. Every day is beautiful. But something unexpected happened.
It's a sunny morning. After the last class, the class teacher said to everyone: She transferred to another school, went through the formalities in the morning and went to the new school for an exam. She left a note for everyone in our dormitory, so the class will be changed from 56 to 55. I'm surprised that she finally chose to transfer.
Back to the dormitory, I saw the note she left at a glance. Although the text was short, it showed her concern and reluctance to us. During the lunch break, our dormitory cried and thought of him. After lunch break, the dormitory leader said with red eyes, why didn't she tell us? Even told us that she was going to transfer?
Now, every time I see the empty bed board, my heart overflows with faint sadness; Every time I go to the balcony, my mind will see her chubby figure.
What a nice girl she is! How can I not miss her?
Unforgettable, she 10 In my life, there is a person who left a deep impression on me. He is not my relative, but he is better than my relative. She is my kindergarten teacher-Miss Huang. Miss Huang's eyes are like autumn water, like stars, with short yellow hair and clean face.
We are always fascinated when Mr. Huang gives us lessons. Her story is more intoxicating. Her voice is sometimes green and loud, sometimes weak and helpless, sometimes extremely proud, and sometimes relaxed and happy ... which makes us feel like we are in a fairy tale.
Miss Huang not only tells intoxicating stories, but also cares about me like her mother. It was a sunny Wednesday at noon. It's time for a nap. I go to the toilet to pee. Because of carelessness, my foot slipped and fell, and my chin just hit the steps, bleeding all over the floor. I was shocked by what I saw and burst into tears. At this moment, Miss Huang heard the sound, picked me up and wanted to take me to the hospital. But instead, it suddenly rained in Mao Mao on a sunny day just now. Miss Huang took off her coat and put it on me, and braved the rain to take me to the hospital. When the doctor sewed me up, Mr. Huang was always there to comfort me, so that I couldn't cry when sewing. After the wound was sewed up, Mr. Huang sent me home to recuperate. One day during my recovery, I was playing with toys at home when someone knocked at the door. When I opened the door, I saw Mr. Huang coming to see me with fruit in his left hand and toys and snacks in his right hand.
In a blink of an eye, I have been in grade five. My scar has long since disappeared, but the figure of Mr. Huang taking me to the hospital in the rain will remain in my memory forever and will never be erased.
Never forget her 1 1 10 years, I have experienced countless things, but one thing is like a shining pebble, no matter how time washes away, I will never forget it.
It was a sunny morning. I went to play with my mother first.
We arrived at the station, and my mother and I boarded the bus to Xi 'an.
After getting on the bus, the bus only drove for a while. I feel dizzy. I lay down for a while, but I didn't get better. At that time, I was particularly uncomfortable and looked miserable.
After a while, something seemed to surge in my stomach like a wave. Slowly, it moved to my throat, and after a while, it moved to my mouth again, and I spit it out at once. I get carsick. I feel much better after vomiting! Unexpectedly, I threw up on an aunt. She was dressed in fashion and her face was more beautiful after makeup. I am so scared! Because people who wear fashionable clothes and look beautiful will have a bad heart, I am afraid that my aunt will criticize me. Unexpectedly, instead of criticizing me, she threw me a smile, which eased my nervous heart. Later, my aunt smiled and asked me, "Little girl, are you all right?" Much more comfortable! ""much better, "I said. At this time, I think her smile is like a ray of sunshine in winter, which illuminates my heart. I have never seen such a beautiful smile.
This aunt changed my view of those beautiful and fashionable people and gave me a new view of those people. That aunt will never forget me.
Unforgettable, she 12 willow hangs down, and the arc is a spring breeze; Falling into chaos in England, a young man is like a dream. Memory is like water, dense and fluid, unpredictable and irreversible.
One year, I was four years old and she was twelve.
The picture that still exists today is cicadas singing all over the sky. In the eyes of a four-year-old child, the branches of banyan trees are as high as the sky. Her laughter is as crisp and smart as years later, as clean as jade. Beautiful and slender fingers playing the piano gently brushed away my hair hooked by air roots. More patient than my mother, more delicate than my grandmother, standing on the flower bed, I am obviously struggling for her, but the temperature handed over by my fingertips is still mild, and the power to stop friction is still comfortable. The ramp under the green tree is too long, and it seems that her hair doesn't like to be trimmed.
One year, I was nine years old and she was seventeen.
She stood in the alley to meet her at the annual family reunion. The college entrance examination is just around the corner, and there is not a trace of embarrassment on her body, but only calmness as always. The dry and cold air made her cheeks red, and her black hair was as soft as a starry sky without moonlight. It is indescribable floating in the wind, and the depth between shadows is irresistible. The piano player's hands are thinner. She took my hand and came to her piano, her smile reflecting the varnish. She wants to braid her sister's hair.
One year, I was thirteen and she was twenty-one.
I sat on the red knitted cushion for the first time and looked at her from the audience's point of view. It is a pure striking black, a charming black; The only decoration of a well-tailored dress is that she seems to have an aura, or that dress is just her dowry full of ink-marrying her gone with the wind.
This year, I am seventeen and she is twenty-five.
The farewell party with the first group and the second group did not touch the secular world and could not interpret her elegance. The goose yellow perfume lily is not as luxurious as her hair tips. The slim figure broke away from the elders and came to me, smiling and accepting my flowers. Thick, shiny hair is wanton, and the faint scent makes people jealous.
Looking back, the handsome hair drifted around with its owner. This time, she didn't write for me. That symmetrical and beautiful hand is not a comb, but a suitcase
I saw the overflowing black swing. She rolled her eyes at the entrance and smiled at me.
Unforgettable her 13 In my mind, there is always a lively and happy figure flashing. That is my best friend-Han Shuxuan.
Shu Xuan is lively and cheerful, like a happy note, like a happy bird. Happiness is always with her!
She has a childish and lovely side. I remember last semester, I was chatting with Yifeng and Wen Qi. Shu Xuan suddenly came to chat with us, but we didn't notice. When asked when she would come, everyone looked blank. Shu Xuan blinked and stared at us. I don't know who smiled at her "childish" appearance and then laughed. Very not easy to wait for everyone to hold their laughter, just open their mouths to chat, Shu Xuan smiled inexplicably again, laughing for a long time! They all say that "laughter is contagious", that's right! A few people around followed Shu Xuan and burst out laughing. The empty classroom is full of laughter ~
She loves reading, and almost always holds her "baby"-book after class! She looks at it with relish every day, sometimes with a knowing smile. When she was anxious to read it, someone rushed out of the office and shouted, "Han Shuxuan-the teacher wants you to go to the office!" " At this time, she will stand up angrily, reluctantly take the book for a long time and run quickly to the office. When she came back, a gust of wind was still sitting in her seat. As soon as Shu Xuan found out that the book was taken away by others, there was "fire everywhere" around her As soon as she shouts, the person with the book will raise a "white flag" and surrender.
This is what she will never forget-Han Shuxuan.
Never forget her 14 My Cambridge English teacher's name is Li Fengyun. She is tall with a tall ponytail. She always walks with a smile. The students like her very much, and I like her very much and admire her even more, because Miss Li not only taught me knowledge, but also constantly encouraged me and gave me the courage to overcome difficulties.
I remember the first time I auditioned in Teacher Li's class, and I always praised my good grades. I did badly in the exam. Self-esteem has been hit, regardless of parents' persuasion, do not want to continue their studies. Miss Li looked at me and whispered in my ear, "Are you afraid? Let's try to catch up together! You can do it! " Her eyes are bright, and I see trust and encouragement in her eyes! I nodded involuntarily and reluctantly agreed to try again for a while. In this way, after a month, although the grades have improved, there is still a certain gap compared with the children in the class, and I began to lose heart. Teacher Li discovered my mood changes in time. After a quiz, she deliberately took out my paper and said, "Look, how neatly this little boy writes. Although he didn't do his best in this exam, I believe he will catch up! " "The students clapped and I blushed. I secretly made up my mind: I want to learn, I want to learn well! With the help of teacher Li, my grades have improved rapidly. Teacher Li praised me again, and I regained my confidence and became more motivated to study.
Although Miss Li has stopped teaching me, I can't forget her. Every time I want to shrink back when I encounter difficulties, I will think of her sparkling eyes and hear her whisper in my ear: you can do it! I am full of confidence again.
Thank you, Miss Li Fengyun! You, let me forget!
Unforgettable, her 15 "creak, creak ..." swayed before my eyes, swayed ... swing is empty, and so is my heart. Today, she still didn't come.
Not long ago, our community installed fitness equipment, among which swings are the most popular, and everyone wants to swing on them. As soon as the child in front swung, the person behind rushed up to hold it. I robbed it several times, but I didn't get it. Just when I was upset, a little girl patted me on the shoulder and said, "I'll catch the swing later, will you go up?" I looked at her carefully: two messy braids hung on the worn-out clothes, and the colors of the clothes didn't match up and down, and there was a faint smell on her body. Isn't this the daughter of our neighborhood cleaner? She wants to play with me? I'm at a loss. I saw her coming up and shouted at me, "Come on up!" I climbed on the swing in a hurry. She gave a heavy push at the back and the swing started. She pushed one after another below. The higher you swing, the higher your heart swings and you feel like you are flying. I looked down and saw a smiling face below. ...
From then on, we became good friends. She waits for me by the swing every day, and I can feel the happiness brought by the swing every day. Gradually, I know more and more about her. I know she comes from rural Anhui and has two younger brothers at home. I found that she has many advantages: frankness, courage, simplicity and kindness, and we have become good friends who talk about everything.
Later, my family traveled to Yunnan, and I left her a gift. However, when I returned to the swing, she was gone. I found her mother. Her mother said, "It's too expensive to study in the city. I sent her back to her hometown in Anhui. When she leaves, she will wait for you on the swing! " "I was disappointed and cried sadly.
When I came to the swing again, listening to the sound of "tickle, tickle …", her bright smile still appeared in my mind. "Creaking, creaking ..." The swing swings in front of my eyes, but how can I forget her?