It's good to have you. It's good to have you! With your company, help and encouragement all the way, my life is full of sunshine.
I remember when I was in the fourth grade, I went with you to send the class's homework to the teacher's office. I accidentally fell to the ground on the way, and my homework was scattered all over the floor. There are some stains on the ground, which are very dirty. You help me clean up, tidy up my exercise book and take it yourself. When the teacher asks what's going on, you take the responsibility first. Instead of blaming us, the teacher comforted us to pay attention to safety in the future. My heart is full of gratitude. It's good to have you!
I have never been independent since I was a child, including at school. I am still a "little white life". At that time, you and I happened to be deskmates. As a girl, I don't know how to organize without you. Changing seats is the biggest headache for me every time. You always help me sort out books and other items silently, telling me the order and some methods of sorting out, so that I gradually understand some tips for taking care of myself. It's good to have you!
Although I like math very much at ordinary times, there was a question in that math exam that I got into a dead end and couldn't remember how to do it. After other questions were finished, I was in a daze at that question. When you see it, gently say, "Think more about yourself. It's simple." Encouraged, I did more calculations. At the last minute, I began to understand and did the test quickly. I started collecting test papers. As the group leader, you deliberately put away the other students first and left me some time to finish the test paper. A few days later, the results came out. I got 93 points. Although I didn't get into the top ten in my class, I thank you very much from the bottom of my heart. It's good to have you!
Now that primary school is about to graduate, I really can't bear to part with you. Whenever I think of these ordinary little things, I can't help but say to you: It's good to have you!
It's good to have you. A few days ago, when I was rummaging through the cupboard at home, I saw a white hat, which was slightly yellow. When did you wear this hat? Oh, yes, it was the summer of the year before last. ...
At a summer camp, I met you by chance: a little girl with long hair, hairpin and sportswear, and I was assigned to a dormitory. After simple communication, I learned that you are about my age, only a few days younger than me. Your name is silver moon.
One day in the summer camp, the captain said that we would go camping at night, and we were all very excited. At night, you and I set up a tent and make a scene in it. Then we watched the stars in the small window of the tent and chatted for a while. My eyelids cling to you like curtains. After sleeping for a while, I always feel that someone is shaking me. Sister, sister, look at that … what is that? I opened my eyes in a daze, picked up my flashlight and shone it in the direction of your finger. We both screamed almost at the same time, damn it Poisonous centipede! People like me who are naturally afraid of bugs almost fainted. You said in a trembling voice: Sister … Sister, give me a piece of paper! I quickly handed a piece of paper, only to see that you bravely pinched the poisonous centipede and threw it out angrily, saying, Hum, let's see if you dare to scare my sister and me! I'm scared and still immersed in a horrible scene. You hold me down, sister, you don't have to be afraid, I'm here! I'm not afraid of bugs. I held your hand and fell asleep sweetly.
This summer camp, you said the most words: Sister, don't be afraid of me! You make me feel deeply that it's good to have you!
It's good to have you. The sixth grade composition 3 "Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun." Whenever I read this poem, I always think of you. Xiao Li, it's good to have you.
Comfort after inspection
"Ding Ding Ding!" As soon as the bell rang, all the students ran out of the "Free Kingdom". The teacher came into the classroom with a pile of test papers in his hand, and we were all very nervous. As time goes on, students become more and more nervous. The teacher called my name and said, "Why did you do so badly in the exam?" I got the test paper and saw the red wrong number on it, just like a person's blood spilled on my test paper. I was so nervous that I was suffocating. I thought to myself: What should I do? If I tell my mother the score, I won't have "fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots"! And you touched my back and said to me, "Nothing, let's work together, don't be sad." Thank you for your encouragement. It's good to have you.
Riding a bike in the park
"Knock!" I heard the doorbell ring, like a horse galloping over. I opened the door and found you with two bicycles. You said to me, "Let's go cycling in the park!" " "I said," all right. "
We went to the park, found a wide place and put our bikes here. You told me your cycling tips, and then I tried. However, as soon as I stood up, I fell down. When others saw me, I didn't smile, just deadpan. You've been teaching me, and I don't know how many times I fell. After a while, my hands turned blue, so I put the car aside and sat in the chair. You encouraged me to say, "Failure is the mother of success. Don't lose heart. You are the best. " Hearing these words, I cheered up again. It's good to have you.
Thank you, my friend, it's good to have you!
It's good to have you. "It's hard to find a bosom friend in a thousand miles, but it's easy to travel with more bosom friends ..." Whenever I hear this song, I feel not only that it's good to have friends, but also that friends are like a mirror, reflecting their own shortcomings and advantages.
I have a friend in primary school, who is a lively and cheerful boy. Sometimes they are my brothers, sometimes they are at odds with me, but most of the time they can live in peace.
He seems to have a fearless leopard, too He dared to point out my shortcomings in front of the class. All the boys in my class gave me three points in my class. I love face, am strong and stubborn. When my patience reached the point where I was angry with embarrassment, I patted the table and shouted, "Do you mind going public?" ! One word missing will kill you! "So, a war of words is inevitable. This is the fuse between me and him.
But after scolding, we will also take the initiative to admit our impulses and mistakes. Forgiveness is never as good as it used to be.
Such days continue day after day. Because of this, I learn my own shortcomings and deficiencies from his accusations every time, and correct them to become a girl who learns to improve herself.
I haven't seen him since junior high school, because he has gone far away to study. He is my primary school classmate Zhang Jiageng.
I once read such a passage in a book: "there is a kind of person who is smooth and seems to be very sociable." He often tells you how good you are and how bad others are. This kind of person is not worth making friends. " And there is a kind of person who may criticize you face to face, point out your shortcomings, but praise the advantages of others in front of you. You may not want to accept his honesty, but this kind of person is really trustworthy. "Zhang Jiageng belongs to the latter. Losing him is like losing a mirror that corrects my shortcomings.
Franklin once said, "A father is wealth, a brother is comfort, and a friend has both." When can I see my second mirror?
It's good to have you. There are many people silently helping me, including my parents. Classmate. Teachers, and some strangers, among whom I want to thank my head teacher, Mr. Cheng.
In my opinion, Mr. Cheng is the best teacher in the whole school. Her teaching language is not only lively and interesting, but also very good, which will help us acquire a lot of knowledge. After class, she will lead us to play games, exercise together, and even cook us all kinds of food, which will impress us.
Teacher Cheng's way of educating students is often very special. One thing is fresh in my memory. I remember it was a sunny day. We are having the last class, and the students are doing their homework quietly, as if everything is still, except for the rustling sound. But in this quiet learning environment, I have been discussing the basketball game with other students, which has caused that small mysterious wavelet. But no sound can escape Mr. Cheng's alert ears. She suddenly looked up and called my name. Instead of criticizing me severely, she said to me meaningfully: come over after class and help me look up an idiom. After listening to this sentence, I never spoke again, but I was puzzled. Does the teacher still need my help to look up the words? After class, I went to see Mr. Cheng. Teacher Cheng wrote an idiom on the checkered manuscript paper and said, Look up this word and say what you understand. When I got home, I looked up the word. Seeing the explanation, I recalled my recent performance and suddenly understood the teacher's intention. I quickly found a new manuscript paper and solemnly wrote an apology letter. The content is: Mr. Cheng, I'm sorry, you shouldn't talk casually in class. You can't play basketball well and become proud after being praised by your teacher. Please forgive me, Mr. Cheng. The next morning, I gave it to Mr. Cheng with a face of shame. After reading it, Teacher Cheng said with a smile: Smart children really know everything, just this once, and never again! Hearing this sentence, I nodded at once.
Until today, I can't forget what Mr. Cheng taught me. Teacher Cheng, I want to say to you: You not only taught me knowledge, but also taught me to be a man and do things. It's good to have you!
It's good to have you. It's a depressing weather from sunny to heavy rain. It's raining heavily outside the window. It's dark and the sky is covered with black ink. Isn't that how I feel?
The thing is this: I had a Chinese exam that morning, and I always got good grades in Chinese. Naturally, it is not taken seriously. I didn't study hard the night before, just swallowed my dates. When it was time for the exam, the test paper was handed out, which was a big surprise! Questions with more than 1/4 cannot be answered. My heart is like throwing a stone into the river, causing ripples, biting my pen and trying my best to finish the test paper. Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, the afternoon paper was finally issued. Looking at the red cross and the horrible 69 points, I am very unhappy. I buried my head and sobbed, wanting to cry.
That's it. I am in a bad mood, confused and helpless looking out of the window. At this point, I can't help but shine at the moment-the rain has stopped! The sun shines on the earth, and a colorful arc falls from the sky! Red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue and purple, that rainbow is beautiful, beautiful, like an angel, bringing hope to the earth. Outside the window are gorgeous rainbows, quiet blue sky and floating white clouds. When I walked out of the classroom, the rainbow warmed my heart like the spring breeze. Under the sunshine, my mood seems to have reached an elegant state. I am suddenly enlightened, without fear, loss and depression, and my heart is endless light and hope, like a rainbow. It suddenly dawned on me that it is better to cheer up than to cry. I won't be depressed. I will continue to work hard and achieve a satisfactory result. I believe the rainbow will be more beautiful after the rain.
The rainbow took away my loss and gave me confidence. Self-confidence is the pen that draws the rainbow of life, the encouragement of teachers when they fail, and the hug of mothers when they succeed. I not only overcame setbacks, but also defeated myself.
It's good to have you. I came to the painting and calligraphy school again. Although my expression is happy, I am a little scared inside.
Speaking of which, some people will say that I am lazy and don't want to learn painting and calligraphy. No, what I'm afraid of is the ruler that Mr. Zhou, the school director, carries with him.
State-owned national laws, family rules and schools, of course, have rules. The rules of calligraphy and painting school are: slow, light and quiet. If you don't comply, you will be punished accordingly.
Running around, not walking slowly, ruler; Too slow, whiny, ruler; Articles should be handled with care, ruler; Late, ruler; Make a scene, restrain yourself ... However, the students' level of China painting and calligraphy is constantly improving.
I was rarely punished, but I was slapped lightly at most, but this time, I was really beaten ... A figure painting appeared in front of me, my task was copying, and there were two calligraphy assignments. Faced with this figure painting, I was worried from the beginning that I couldn't finish it. Sure enough, although I did my best to finish the figure painting, I didn't have time to do my calligraphy homework, and my heart began to feel uneasy.
Teacher Zhou came to check my homework. My heart almost jumped out of my throat and my hands were clenched tightly. When it was my turn, I consciously extended my hand. I saw Mr. Zhou holding a ruler high, blocking a light and falling down abruptly.
1 of "pa", the ruler fell on the palm of your hand, first it was burning pain, then it was numb, and finally it felt like the palm had been burned. My heart, first fear, then injustice, and finally awakening. I began to be strict with myself, concentrate more on painting and writing, and strive to complete more tasks, and my level has also been greatly improved. I won't be beaten again, and I don't want to be beaten again.
Thanks to that ruler, I learned to be strict with myself.
It's good to have you!
It's good to have you. Although you are serious, you always care about me. You are not as gentle as your mother, but as firm as a mountain.
For example, during the summer vacation, we took the bus with our grandparents and closed the door halfway. I think it's too stuffy inside. Open the window. "This is much cooler." I said. Then you roll up the window: "close the window, or you will have a fever." I don't believe it: "I'm so bored. If I don't open the window, I will feel dizzy and I won't have a fever. " As he spoke, he rolled down the window again. I was very tired when I arrived at my grandparents' house. After a sleep, I had a fever the next day. Alas, it's really "if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you"! I drank 15ml of Merrill Lynch and fell asleep. When I got up, my fever got worse, so I said to you, "Dad, I have a fever. I drank some Merrill Lynch and my fever got worse." You don't care about me, but you say, "if you don't listen, you will suffer!" The side effects of' Merrill Lynch' are particularly great. " Then Duan Lin took some wine and smeared it on my forehead, temples, palms and other places. Who knows that this is useless at all, but it has increased by a few tenths of a degree. In the end, you really had no choice but to walk a long mountain road behind my back. At that time, it was already dark. The road is also steep, and snakes are often seen, so I often wrestle. On the highway, you drive me to the hospital. Finally arrived at the hospital, but I didn't know where to go. Should I go later or get the medicine? As a result, I spent a long time in the hospital. Finally, when I was infusion, you ran to the street and bought a bowl of porridge. It's good to have you!
You always care about me and love me. I have been thinking silently: it's good to have you!
It's good to have you. Mother is like the sunshine in winter, warming my heart. Mother is like rain and dew, nourishing my heart; Mother is like a big tree, which provides me with shade.
In the deepest part of my memory, there is an indelible memory
The snow-white season is coming, and the snow falls on every corner outside, on trees, on the ground, on people's clothes … everywhere. Snowflakes are embedded in the white carpet like white gems. How beautiful! But the temperature doesn't give face, and people are shivering with cold.
I sat in a chair, shivering all over, wrapped tightly by a big quilt, but I still couldn't stop the raging wind. My mother's face darkened when she saw that my hands were blue with cold. I have a stove to keep warm, but I'm still shaking all over. My mother saw me frozen like this and went out in a thin cotton-padded coat.
When mom came back, her hair was covered with snowflakes and she ran into the kitchen. Soon, a series of symphonies tinkled in the kitchen. I put a big question mark on my head to find out, but the damn weather stopped me.
For a long time, the fragrance got into my nose and my energy was filled up at once. My mother brought out a bowl of steaming noodles. This noodle is delicious, satisfying my vision, arousing my taste buds and making my mouth water.
I quickly picked up chopsticks and wolfed them down. My mother finally showed a satisfied smile. I suddenly stopped and left half a bowl for my mother, but my mother said, "I have eaten, you eat." After listening, I began to eat again.
After dinner, I feel much warmer after my mother washes the dishes. I heard a noise in the kitchen, and I hid in the corner of the door. When I saw my mother eating the leftovers from last night, I was stiff and burst into tears.
I immediately ran to hug my mother and said something that I had been holding in my heart for a long time: "Mom, I love you! It's good to have you! "
Mom, it's good to have you!
It's good to have you. Sixth grade composition 10 childhood-grand piano
When I was a child, I was sitting on the sofa, watching the TV being played and listening to the ticking of the clock. I was very eager for my mother to get off work early, so I kept waiting.
"Click" I recognized the sound of two good friends holding hands, but mom came back! My mother came back with a tired body after a busy day, but when she saw my eager face, she immediately smiled. Like magic, my mother took out a small piano toy from her bag and handed it to me. I accepted it gladly.
"Tintin ..." Cheerful notes rang out from home.
I followed my mother from the kitchen to the bedroom like a follower.
Mom, it's nice that you always surprise me.
Childhood-swimming
"Flowers …" I swam back and forth several times in the lane of the newly-opened swimming area. Although I am breathless with fatigue, I still feel dissatisfied. I wanted to swim a few more times, so I started, so I shuttled among many swimmers. He has a proud expression on his face.
"No difficulty can stop my progress ..." I just thought of this sentence, "Oh dear!" One accidentally didn't stop, his head hit the wall at once, and he quickly turned over and gasped.
At this time, I was twisted with pain. At this time, my mother who was watching my tracks across the street seemed to find me. She knew something was wrong when she saw me covering my head.
My mother came over at superluminal speed, and I was already stunned in the water, because it was the first time I saw her run so fast.
While touching my head against the wall, my mother kept saying, "Does my head still hurt?" Hey! Why did you swim so carelessly? Be sure to pay attention next time! "
Mom's hands seem magical. When she touched it gently, her head, which was very painful, seemed to be less painful.
Mom, you are my protector. It's good.
It's good to have you. 1 1 When the new green is dyed all over the earth and the sun shines on the little face of Yingchunhua, a familiar face will always appear in front of my eyes. When I think of this face, I always say to myself: It's good to have you!
This face is my amiable grandmother. Grandma is not tall, and a kind face always smiles at my sister and me. In order not to let me find myself getting old, she often dyes her hair. After dyeing, she asks me: Is it nice? I always answer: it's beautiful, grandma. When I go back to my hometown, my grandmother always says to me: Rare, you are back. Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Is it cold? Whenever grandma cares about me, I always feel a warm current in my heart.
My hometown has therefore become my favorite place to go in my childhood, and my grandmother has also become my favorite person in my childhood.
I remember once I wanted to buy a piece of candy, but my grandmother asked me to buy it later because she had no money. It's still raining heavily. I went home glumly. Grandma seemed to know my mind and turned to go out as soon as she got home. Not long after coming, a figure came in, it was grandma. I saw her soaking wet and holding a bag of candy in her hand. Only then did I know that my grandmother went out at 4: 50 and the candy store closed at 5: 00. In order to let me eat candy, she went out without an umbrella as soon as she got home. When I saw her wet, I couldn't help feeling sorry for her behavior. And grandma said: eat, what's wrong with children eating sugar? Then she put a piece of candy in my mouth. Although sugar is sweet, the taste in my heart is unpleasant, and I shed sad tears.
Grandma, you made me have a happy childhood. You always accompany me when I am sad and play with me when I am happy. Grandma, it's good to have you!
It's good to have you. In July, raindrops slowly descended from the sky and nested in the embrace of the earth. There is a faint fragrance in the air. Growing up, it will always be you. Mom, it's good to have you!
One night, it began to rain in Mao Mao outside the window. After taking a shower, when I came out of the bathroom, I accidentally slipped on the tile, my knee was broken and I was still bleeding. Seeing this, my mother quickly helped me sit on the bed, found cotton swabs and iodine from the drawer and disinfected me. "ah! Pain! " I feel pain. Mother rubbed it slowly: "I'll rub it for you gently." After disinfection, my mother put a band-aid on her knee and said worriedly, "Why are you so careless?" What if something happens? ""Nothing, it doesn't matter, don't worry. " I reassured my mother.
Mom, you will always be the harbor in my life and the umbrella when it rains.
Once at school, I had a fever of 38 degrees. My mother got a call from the teacher and quickly put down her work and took me home. I was lying in bed, uncomfortable, and my mother was as busy as a bee. One moment is to make medicine for me, and the other moment is to wipe my face and reduce my fever. I had a holiday, and my fever has not gone down. My mother took good care of me. With the care and love of my mother, my fever is getting lower and lower every day. Although I was sleeping when I had a fever, I could feel my mother's care and love for me every day.
Thank you, mom. Every day with you is warm.
I ate a bad stomach and felt hot and cold. My mother sent me to the clinic to cook my stomach with a machine. When I got home, my mother let me sleep in the bed, then cooked me brown sugar water and rubbed my stomach silently. I said to my mother gently, "thank you, mom, that's great!" " "Mom smiled and said," that's true. I don't care who is good, do you? " I smiled happily.
Mom, you helped me when I was helpless and in trouble; It was you who brought me a glass of water when I was sick; It was you who extended a warm hand to me when I was desperate. Mom, it's good to have you!
It's good to have you. In the alleys of the city at night, there are no stars or the moon. My cousin and I were walking in the alley outside the school wall.
"Come on!" I'm a run-up, with my hands up and my legs on the fence. After a while, I climbed up the wall of the small house, stood on it and jumped down. Who knows, as soon as my feet were put down, my cousin moved them to the left of the wall, which put me in a dilemma. I just stayed where I was for a while, ready to find a way to get down.
Under the cover of darkness, a middle-aged woman said, "Now children's dermis!" I can't climb down the wall. "She sat on a small stool, with a slight smile on her face, as if mocking me for being frivolous and unaware of the danger. After a while, an old woman passed by: "This boy is genuine leather! Be careful! " Say that finish, she casually left. I can see that she doesn't want to care about it at all. Soon a middle-aged uncle passed by and said, "Look at this boy! I can't climb up and down. "This is obviously a mockery of me.
Alas, my heart is very bad. Why are all these people indifferent to me? No one wants to help me, and I'm getting disappointed. Finally, an enthusiastic man rode by, and his son seemed to follow him. He looks like 20 years old, very young. Their car will overtake me soon. It should be mom sitting in the front. She said to her son sitting in the back, "The child can't get down. Go down and see. " Say that finish, the young man got off the bus.
At this point, I have found a good place to walk, changed my posture, reached the wall of the small house, and then jumped down. The young man saw me out of danger and went back to the car.
It's good to have you. In the gray night sky, a star lights up, illuminating the road and giving me the courage to move forward.
It's good to have you. 14 A person's life always needs sincere company from others. In our daily life, there is always someone who silently accompanies us. When she succeeds, she is a pistachio. When frustrated, it is a tree hole; When you are confused, it is a compass. That's you. My best friend-Duo Duo, you make me feel good to have you.
I remember that time, I went to the sports meeting with you, one of which was a 4×80 long-distance race. Run 320 meters.
We lined up and started our activities. I'm on your side. The game started with a whistle, and the students in the first row started to run like flies, one by one in a panic, but when they reached the last lap, they were all panting, almost near the finish line, and then they fell to the ground panting.
Finally, it was our turn, and I thought to myself: It looks so difficult. Can I finish the race? You seem to have read my mind. You said, "Come on, you can do it." So, I mustered all my strength. As long as I struggled, I ran to the third place, and I couldn't do it back and forth. Strength. Has long since disappeared without a trace. You encouraged me to say, "You can do it. Don't be a quitter. " Hearing this sentence, I cheered up again and finished the whole race. But my limbs were weak and I fell to the ground. You stepped forward to help me regardless of your physical weakness and difficulties. Suddenly, I threw up directly and spilled it on you. Instead of blaming me, you patted me on the back and asked me, "Are you okay?" Then helped me to the bathroom.
With you, the world will be bright; I will spend a wonderful childhood with you; Life will be full of meaning with you. It's good to have you!
It's good to have you. I always thought my father didn't love me, so I always thought he was dispensable in my life. It was not until one day that I really felt my father's love that I realized how important my father was in my life. I said from the bottom of my heart: Dad, it's good to have you!
My change of opinion about my father stems from a rainy day. When school was over that day, it suddenly began to rain. I stood at the school gate, anxiously waiting for my mother's arrival. Time went by and it was getting dark. Why is my mother still missing? Just when I was about to despair, I suddenly saw a familiar and strange figure-my father. I'm a little surprised, even a little happy.
"Daughter, are you in a hurry?" Seeing me, my father hurriedly asked. "Why did you come? Where is my mother? " I am in no hurry to answer my father's question, because I am more concerned about why my mother didn't come. "Your mother will work overtime today. Quick, change your shoes, and I'll take you to KFC, your favorite food. " Father said.
After that, my father put his rain boots on the ground and held me in his hand. When I changed my shoes, he bent down and held my shoes in his hand. That day, walking side by side with my father, we still didn't talk much. However, because my father always leans my umbrella to my side, and since my father ordered my meal, he has been silently watching me eat. Although my father is not good at expressing his love for me, his love is always inadvertently revealed in this casual gesture.
At that moment, I understood that my father didn't love me, but he was not good at expressing himself. In an instant, the image of my father began to become amiable in my heart. It was his ordinary and simple love that suddenly lit up the shining light in my heart. Even in that dark night, the light in my heart will always be on, and my father will always be with me. At this point, I couldn't help hugging my father and saying to him, "Dad, it's good to have you!" " "