How can I write a composition with my peers?

My peers

My classmate Ren is a very clever and helpful person, and he is also the monitor of our class.

Ren has short black hair, big round eyes, high nose and small mouth.

Once in a math class, the math teacher wrote a difficult math problem on the blackboard for the students to answer. The students sat in their seats one by one, and no one in the classroom raised their hands. After about four or five minutes, finally a hand was raised. That man is Ren Yike. She said the formula and the answer, and the math teacher checked it carefully and the answer was correct. Ren is so clever!

Another time, in art class, I happened to sit at the front and back tables with Ren. At the beginning of class, the art teacher came into the classroom and said, "Please take out the brush I asked you to prepare." As soon as I heard it, I remembered that I had forgotten to prepare. At the back table, I was sitting there, but there was no writing brush on my desk. I looked at the two writing brushes on my desk and said, "Did you forget to bring your writing brush?" Never mind, I'll lend it to you. "I took the brush and felt a warm current in my heart.

This is my classmate Ren. He is clever and helpful.

I don't know much about my peers in middle school, but I know something about them in primary school.

I have a classmate named Zhang. I am not very good with her, even a little distant, but I know she is a humorous and hardworking person.

I remember when the fifth grade didn't start, the teacher asked a large group of people to help her clean the classroom, and I went.

That day, I slowly walked into the gate of the campus and greeted the flowers and plants on campus. The first person I met was Zhang.

She saw me with a lot of books in her hand, smiled at me, and then went upstairs carefully.

To tell you the truth, I really feel a little afraid to go into the teacher's office.

Because, I'm afraid of running up and down when looking for a job.

Finally, the teacher gave me a job to move books with Zhang.

Hey! This job is very tiring! However, the teacher's order is the imperial edict, and you have to do it even if you don't want to.

So Zhang and I moved books together.

I am not good at sports. I ran from the fifth floor to the first floor and then from the first floor to the fifth floor, which almost exhausted me.

Just sit on the stairs and have a rest.

But Zhang has been running this staircase. If you look carefully, you can see the sweat on her head.

I stopped her when she passed me again.

"Aren't you tired? You've run so many times!" "Who says I'm not tired, but I'm not like you. I am too fat, just to lose weight! " Say that finish, and went away.

Her humorous so-called language made me laugh.

Who doesn't know the tiredness of moving books? She said this just to give herself a reason to motivate herself to run up and down.

I watched her leave, picked up the book and walked up.

I saw her sweat several times, but she didn't stop; I saw her panting several times, but she didn't stop; I saw her limping several times, but she still didn't stop.

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Aunt Zhou Xiao from Anhui came to work in Shanghai three years ago, but all her children stayed at home.

Aunt Zhou Xiao often says to me, "Yang Yang, you are so happy. My children are neglected in the countryside. Unlike you, they have a mother who cares about you every day. If they can live like you, they will be very happy.

"Every time she said this to me, I didn't feel anything special.

This summer vacation, Aunt Zhou Xiao finally decided to take her children to Shanghai for a month. My mother invited them to play at home, and I finally got a chance to meet Xiaohai.

Although he is only one year younger than me, he is much younger than me, very thin, with a simple smile on his red face, and he hangs his head shyly when he meets strangers.

I took out my comic books and toys to share with him. After a while, we became familiar with him, and his words gradually increased.

Through the communication with him, I learned that their life in the countryside is very difficult. His parents worked hard in Shanghai to earn money, and then sent them back to the countryside to raise three children and the elderly.

The clothes they wear are big for the small ones, and there is nothing to eat every day.

Xiaohai's sister is only two or three years older than us, but she has to do housework, cook and wash clothes, and take care of her brother.

But they are also happier than our children in Shanghai. They can play in the fields after school every day. They have many friends, and their lives are full of laughter. Unlike the children in our city, they are locked at home except doing homework and watching TV, and they have no freedom and fun.

My mother specially bought new schoolbags and stationery for each of them, sorted out a lot of my clothes and gave them a big bag of books.

Xiaohai and his sister are very excited with their new schoolbags. They said that they had never used such a beautiful schoolbag, and they also said that they would take it back to their hometown to show their friends.

Seeing them happy, I suddenly felt very sad. I live carefree every day, and my parents and elders are afraid that they don't love me enough. I have never been excited about having a new schoolbag.

From Xiaohai and his sister, I finally saw how lucky I was. Without the care of my parents and elders, I have no chance to experience the hardships of life. I really should cherish my present life.

Xiaohai and his sister have gone back to their hometown in Anhui, and we will meet again next year during the holiday. I hope they can live a caring life like me, and I hope I can have the freedom and happiness that belong to my children like them!

My Peer Composition 700 My Peer My classmate Ren is a very smart and helpful person, and he is also the monitor of our class.

Ren has short black hair, big round eyes, high nose and small mouth.

Once in a math class, the math teacher wrote a difficult math problem on the blackboard for the students to answer.

The students sat in their seats one by one, and no one in the classroom raised their hands. After about four or five minutes, finally a hand was raised. That man is Ren Yike. She said the formula and the answer, and the math teacher checked it carefully and the answer was correct.

Ren is so clever! Another time, in an art class, Ren and I happened to sit at the front and back tables. At the beginning of the class, the art teacher came into the classroom and said, "Please take out the brush I asked you to prepare.

As soon as I heard this, I remembered that I had forgotten to prepare. On the back table, Ren saw me sitting there, and there was no writing brush on the table. Then he looked at the two brushes on the table and said, "did you forget to bring your brushes?" Never mind, I'll lend it to you.

"I took the brush and felt a warm current in my heart.

This is my classmate Ren. He is clever and helpful.

The distress of peers 500-word composition The distress of peers grows up like a boat in life, sailing on the water.

Sometimes it's calm, sometimes it's rough.

But my growth boat was not smooth sailing, experiencing all kinds of storms.

For me, one distress followed another, stinging my heart again and again.

Faced with distress, different attitudes will have different results. If we complain about the growing pains, we are troubled by them.

Then you may get into trouble blindly and cannot extricate yourself.

However, the trouble is coming, because I have too much spare time, and so many composition and English cram schools make me breathless. I run around like an ant every day. Although I can play for a few days, I have a lot of homework every day after I go back.

Oh, I can't.

In addition to signing up for classes every day, I have to recite N English words and understand N idioms. I also said, "Math is a problem, and Chinese is ... depending on how well others learn, I have to ..." I'm tired of hearing this, but I still say what to do, so when it comes to holidays, I secretly complain and wonder why I don't go to school. If only there were no holidays! So I'm surprised, why are you so tired on holiday? Holidays mean rest and entertainment. Why? Distress is caused by various reasons. It sometimes makes us sad, upset and uneasy, but on the other hand, it helps people hone their will and increase their talents and wisdom.

Therefore, we must have a strong will and a positive and enterprising consciousness.

In short, distress is necessary in the process of growth, and there is no growth without distress.

Please tell a story of a peer (600-word composition). I don't know much about my middle school classmates, but I still know something about my primary school classmates.