The days I walked with my friends 1 They are people worth living; They are people worthy of my memory. They accompanied me and left me with wonderful memories of my childhood!
They are not only my classmates, but also my good friends.
The days I spent with my friends include happiness, sadness, pain and happiness ... Time flies, taking away innocence and innocence, but not these colorful memories.
I remember the first time I "met" them, I looked at strange faces with strange eyes. At that time, I never thought that these people who had nothing to do with me at that time would be the people who accompanied me through unforgettable years.
Looking back now, I know them well. Maybe it's the fate that God gave me.
I go to school with them, struggle together and advance and retreat together. Perhaps, after being with them for a long time, their temper has gradually infected me: strive for the top in everything and join hands in the cape.
The ends of the earth, walking with them, is happy!
I remember one time, they promised to be together when they grow up, and I was among them, silently watching their faces covered with something I didn't know at the time-satisfaction.
I remember once, they told me that they would let me grow up all the time, my temper was rare and naive, and they would keep me innocent. I looked at them, obviously the same age as me, but they took care of me like big brothers and big sisters. Although I am not convinced, I still admit in my heart that they take care of me in all aspects.
I remember one time, they vowed that we would go to the same school, even if we were not in the same class, we could often go back and forth.
What kind of party does it last? After all, they all went to their own schools and had their own classmates.
Once upon a time, their childishness faded, leaving behind perseverance; Shyness fades, leaving confidence; The entanglement faded, leaving a decision.
Graduation party, the last party, don't be drunk into a song, but also laugh at the future; Even if there are a few drops of crystal water in your eyes, you should force a smile and leave the best smile for the other person before you disperse. ...
Those smiles are for the youth we walked together!
I just want to stay in a corner and watch them perform on the stage, laugh in Taichung and cry under the stage. At that time, I only felt my face was cold and my mouth was salty. They finally noticed me, pulled me into their midst, and let me have fun with them at this last party. They are not familiar with their own dance steps, and their dance steps are messy, but I don't feel against them, even with that tearful smile.
This last gathering is also the origin of the beginning.
Even though we are separated from each other, our hearts are connected.
I believe that in the future, they will become very good.
I believe that in their hearts, these memories will occupy a certain weight in their hearts. Even if buried deep in my heart, it will be remembered one day. ...
Perhaps, you have been indifferent; Perhaps, you have forgotten, but I am still in that silly memory, recalling the days we passed together.
I am very happy to spend these days with my friends!
I take a walk with my friends. Composition 2 "Friendship" is an ambiguous word, which sometimes makes people happy and sometimes makes people sad. Whenever and wherever, friends always make people feel the warmest.
There is a classmate's book lying quietly on the table, familiar and unfamiliar faces, and touching greetings flashed through my eyes. It seems that the departure of this book is just a dream. When we wake up, it is still the same classroom, the classmates and the teachers who have been accompanying us. My thoughts drifted to my fifth grade birthday.
"Hey, it's my birthday, let's go to my house for dinner!" I said to my best friend with the corner of my mouth. She is my best friend, a friend who makes me reluctant to leave. "Very good." She also agreed without hesitation. I remember that at noon that day, we only had half an hour to eat. Several good friends and I galloped along the road like fools.
The burning sun shone on our faces, but we didn't care at all. When I got home, the meal was ready. We sat on the sofa like a family, and my hands were full of their gifts, and my heart was warm. "Come on, let's eat." Mother's voice came from the kitchen. We quickly moved our position to the restaurant. Everyone tried to stuff their mouths like hungry ghosts. Although time was tight, we didn't miss the last bright spot-cutting the cake. When I lit the candle, they began to sing birthday songs, and my eyes hurt a little. What I remember most about that day was the smiling faces of my friends by candlelight. They are so beautiful and warm that I can't forget them for a long time.
My thoughts went back to the afternoon when cicadas were singing.
"Students, today we are going to take photos in graduation photo." The head teacher strode towards us. Hearing this sentence, the students couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Taking photos of graduation photo means that we are one step closer to graduation and one day closer to parting. There is no usual crying in the class, and the whole class is silent. Students, although nothing was said. But from my eyes, I don't give up.
Soon, the students lined up to take pictures. At first glance, it is still the teaching building that has accompanied us for five years, the playground where we shed tears and sweat. I seem to see the laughter and laughter left by this school in those years. I turned around and saw my classmates arranging their hair and clothes with each other. I can't help but frown and feel warm in my heart. Holding an eggplant, the picture is fixed at this moment.
A few days ago, I met one of my former teachers. He is one of my math teachers, a teacher who is very kind to me, and a teacher who makes me change my view of teachers. He listens to me like a friend and teaches me like a teacher. He gave me a friendly smile as before. We talked a lot, as if we were back in that summer.
Parting a year ago made me understand the importance of friends. My hands are full of photos, and my heart is warm.
Time flies like smoke, and our days together are as fresh as the movie just released yesterday. Staring at the green clouds outside the glass, my thoughts fly far away.
In an accident four years ago, we met, but we didn't know what kind of feelings it was. I was originally a quiet and unknown girl. After knowing them for a while, I was involuntarily infected by them. They will walk together in unison with long hair, but not to show off or attract different eyes; They will discuss and study together; Each of them has his own story behind him. They have all been hurt and shed tears together, but they comfort each other and no one will abandon anyone. They love singing very much, and songs are probably the power to relieve worries and descramble.
I thought I would spend the last year easily, but I never thought that this graduation season, I gained some achievements and some. It added more vitality to this summer, dazzled the green, and put a perfect end to my imperfect six years.
That year, we were always locked in a birdcage by the headmaster. We can only walk around the campus after lunch every day. Of course, sometimes we sing a song to relax ourselves. Although we are told that this is a crucial year, although everyone is nervous, everyone is full of youth-unruly youth-and the magic of breaking through the iron fence.
At that time, someone put forward a bold idea: go to her house to play on weekends, let everyone relax, and then come back to study.
This was new to us at that time, so we all agreed.
Finally, on the weekend, we walked on the road of "going home", with different scenery everywhere, and our hearts changed from tension to relaxation. That weekend, we went to the shallow water by the river, closed our eyes and sped downhill on a bicycle without brakes. We listened to pop music on the sofa, watched TV and ate each other's cooking. ...
As we all know, "it's too late"! When I returned to school on Sunday night, I was severely scolded. We were both kissing up, admitting our mistakes, begging, and carefully asking the head teacher if he could-if he could keep a secret for us. The head teacher thought for a moment, sighed, and said that we must ensure that we will not repeat the study and study hard before he can consider it.
We know that the head teacher is not an unreasonable person, so we agreed with him and studied more actively in the following time.
So that summer, we gathered around to discuss problems, we enjoyed beautiful writing in the breeze, we endorsed under mottled green leaves, we huddled together to listen to the teacher explain the problem-solving process ... We encouraged each other and never gave up.
In this summer of ups and downs, six years ended. Looking back now, it was when we were young and energetic, helping each other through those bumpy roads. How can we be safe without you?
Ah! Thanks to friends, every day we walk together will be an anniversary! How many dreams will those gather every day! Flowers bloom and fall, unforgettable!
Time spent with friends Composition 4 An inch of time is an inch of gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time!
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, and I will graduate from junior high school in a blink of an eye. Recalling the past dribs and drabs is really a little reluctant!
I still remember the first time I came to this school, looking up at the tall buildings through the high iron fence, giving people an unprecedented sense of seriousness. Watching those high school students leave school in the crowd, I am envious and jealous!
However, soon after school started, I suddenly lost my mind. My big eyes looked at the new face unscrupulously, and then I really felt scared and lost. At that time, my joy in junior high school life has gradually faded, but I just began to miss my primary school life blindly, hoping to return to primary school and return to our happy days together. ...
With the luck getting better, I slowly woke up from the whirlpool of memories, and my heart was full of a seed of friendship, which gradually sprouted. Maybe it's just a casual move, and it has grown into a towering tree, which is remarkable. In the eyes of my family, I used to be a quiet, quiet girl who stayed at home all day. I was a typical little house girl. But now I am a person who talks and laughs all day. This is a kind of strength from people who have changed me-friendship!
As the saying goes, "the opportunity is earned by yourself!" When you are alive, meeting a friend who is really good to you is the most unforgettable wealth in your life. For me, three years of junior high school has not changed much. Their wit, generosity and liveliness are deeply imprinted in my mind! "Our school" is a topic that our classmates talk about. We swim in the ocean of knowledge with the songs of the years and the theme of time.
In the first corner of the campus, there are traces of us walking together and laughing together ... If the blue sky is paper and the tree is a pen, I will write these words: Friendship lasts forever! The whole world is the witness of our friendship! Those days when we struggled happily together are the treasures of our friendship together! It's only three short years, and we're going to be apart again. However, if you think about it carefully, all things must come to an end. We can walk together in this vast sea of people because there is something called fate.
In the third year of life, we live a learning process of getting up earlier than chickens, sleeping later than dogs, eating worse than pigs and living more tired than donkeys. But what didn't happen was that our friendship faded. We forge ahead in our study, help each other and achieve satisfactory success together!
Years are like songs, sometimes melodious, sometimes passionate, sometimes crying, but what remains unchanged is that the songs of the years have been flowing, accompanied by our laughter! Perhaps after a long time, only the air is still echoing our fast east, but that friendship has never stopped and will never stop!
Friends are the most important part of our life. Everyone should have many friends around him, and I am no exception. Growing up, I have many friends around me, some of whom have met once, and some who have been with me all the time, which is the most unforgettable for me.
The first good friend I remember met at my grandmother's house. Adults say we look alike, so naturally we become good friends. We can only go back to grandma's house during the holidays, so our parting is also frequent. Every time we leave grandma's house, we cry our eyes out, fearing that we will never see each other again, but these deep feelings and reluctance were broken in a winter vacation. At that time, we quarreled for several days because of a misunderstanding, and we all ignored each other in a rage, no matter what the adults advised. When I left, she didn't see me off as before, and I didn't go to see her, but that was our last quarrel and parting. I didn't go back to my grandmother's house for two years because I had something to do in Qingdao. Two years later, I went back to my grandmother's house and went to a place I was familiar with. To my surprise, our former paradise is now in ruins. I went to my sister in tears. My sister said that she left the year I left, and the place where they lived collapsed under the tempering of wind and rain. It was the first time I experienced the pain of real parting. Xiaoyan, you are all right.
I have another friend, whom I met on the train. Although we have only known each other for three days, although we don't know any contact information of each other, we only know each other's names, but she has left an indelible mark on my mind. Five years ago, my parents and I set foot on the train back to Qingdao. On the train, I met a girl who is one month younger than me. Her surname is Cao. Because we are similar in age, we talk about everything, and those who don't know think we are good sisters who have known each other for a long time. I don't know why we were willing to tell a stranger the secret of our hearts. There is an innate trust between us. The parting between us was not very sad, because she got off at Rizhao and arrived at the station two hours earlier than me. Just as I was getting off the bus, I went to the toilet. After coming out of the toilet, I was dizzy and went in the wrong direction. Finally, when I found something wrong, I asked my parents, "Is she gone?" They nodded, and I fought back my tears and returned to Qingdao in frustration. A few years later, although I was not so sad at that time, I still felt guilty for not sending her at the beginning.
Under the tempering of years, the friends around me have gradually changed from a huge group to only a few intimate friends, but what remains unchanged in my heart is innocence, persistence and trust in my friends.
I like a sentence: a friend is someone who can still hold your hand after years of separation. My friends, are you all right?
Six years of wind and rain are the days we walked together. The graduation bell still seems to be ringing in my ears. We graduated from primary school two years ago and left school in a hurry before we could say goodbye and cherish it. How happy and happy we were at that time. When I got home, I found that I couldn't see the familiar faces tomorrow. How can we be so heartless at this last farewell moment? In the end, I can only use a perfunctory "too excited" to comfort the young and frivolous at that time, but I left a regret in my heart!
Deep in my memory, when we were in class for six years, our hearts were satisfied with the teacher's encouragement. There are no homework and exercises after class, so we can talk about gossip together. The six years we spent together were painful and happy! We are writing a critical letter in the office with a red face, and our friends are worried about getting hurt. We recall all kinds of past events between my friends and me. The smile on the corners of my mouth is unknown, and the warmth in my heart surges out.
What I remember most clearly is that physical education class, who was originally a cheerful class, had unpleasant things with Wang Meng, Zhou Jing, Liu Xu and Fang Qunfa. We asked Fang Qun if he spoke ill of us behind our backs. We asked because we heard a lot of gossip and wanted to see our friends' explanations.
"I'm not, I'm just unfair to myself!" Fang Qun frowned and explained, "When I speak, the teacher criticizes me. I stood up and the teacher told me to sit down. And Zhou Jing and Liu Xu talk to the teacher regardless! "
"In fact, this is not the case. Let Liu Xu help him with his things, and Liu Xu didn't say anything. To this end, you told the teacher that the teacher criticized her and she was almost crying. " I defended Liu Xu.
"My in the mind is very unbalanced! The teacher is biased towards Zhou Jing! " Liu Qun shouted.
"The teacher is not eccentric!" I said loudly.
"Really!" Wang Meng said.
I also cried: "There are only a few months left, and we don't want to leave any regrets!" " "
We all cried and our eyes were red. We put our hands together, and I felt a warm current flowing through my body, so warm, so warm, we wanted to look at each other and smiled knowingly.
The bright sunshine is shining in the sky, which is a witness of our friendship. Bright sunshine flashes in front of our eyes and in our hearts, eliminating the haze in our hearts and replacing it with warm and bright sunshine!
Because of this little thing, we trust each other, and the days we passed together will haunt our hearts. Our hearts are always closely linked! Now, I really want to go back to the days we spent together, and I really want to never leave the days we spent together! Let's engrave this sentence deeply in our hearts: a friend is someone who can still hold your hand after years of separation!
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, I become a man. Time has no mercy, the pen tip that slipped through our hands flies, and we want to stay, but we can't. Now I have grown up and matured a lot, but I am still wandering through the days with my friends. ...
In the past 1095 days, I learned what "friendship" is. I was originally an introverted and withdrawn boy who didn't like to deal with people, but I made friends that day-Fengfeng.
I was still sitting in the corner of the classroom as usual that day. Suddenly, a tall and thin boy with a big smile on his face asked me, "What are you doing here?" Everyone else has gone to play, leaving you. Do you want to play with me for a while? ""no, forget it. "My heart is shaking." Do you like anime? "He said and sat down. Well, do you know the One Piece? "Of course! "I said excitedly that it was my favorite animation! "I said without tension. In this way, we had a good chat. Although it was only ten minutes, my sixth sense told me that I had made friends.
Just after the third week that day, I found that I was also a man. It snowed that day, and it was so cold that even the doors were ringing with cold. After class, there are many people making noise behind me. When I looked over, Fengfeng was being picked up by several boys, almost crying, and the girls were laughing. I am very unhappy. I pushed several boys away, lifted Fengfeng up and shouted at them, "Why, is it necessary to do this to my classmates!" " "Hum, what can I do for you, why, do you want to be a good Samaritan? In addition, we just appreciate the feeling of boys wearing pink suits. " While he was talking about excitement, the teacher came in and gave them a good lesson. Afterwards, I went home with Fengfeng and enlightened him all the way.
Not long after, when Fengfeng and I were playing on the playground, he said to me seriously, "Maybe we will never meet again, and we can't be good friends, thinking that I will transfer to another city to study." "What to say! Even if you really don't go to school here, we can still be together, right? And we are good friends forever! " He nodded and said, "Well, you're right." In less than half a year, he will leave. I am very sad, but I always remember the days when we played together. Time flies. I broke up with him this summer before I could say goodbye. Although I concentrate on my studies now, I will still miss the days I spent with my friend Fengfeng.
Times have changed, leaving my friends who have been with me for two years will inevitably lead to a little sadness and melancholy in my heart. But I believe that if there are differences, there will be encounters. So, I won't forget the days we walked together, and neither will you and me, because you and I have enriched the days we walked together.
I take a walk with my friends. Outside the window, dark clouds are gathering, and the gray sky makes me feel bored. I fell down in my chair feebly, looking at the dark clouds in the sky outside the window, looking for a glimmer of light, but my eyes could only wander in the dark.
Leaning against the window alone, I want to talk but have nothing to say. I don't know what I'm thinking, and my heart is in a mess. I only feel that my heart is shrouded in haze with the sun, leaving only a lonely body.
Through the window, I seem to see you, my best friend, watching your shadow, standing up and walking towards your shadow, thinking more and more of you every step of the way. Every step, with the rhythm of the past, the melody of the past, until I went to the window and your figure dissipated, I realized that it was just my illusion.
Three years have passed, and we haven't seen each other for three years. Now, where are you? You know I miss you every day. Maybe you have forgotten me, but I haven't. I will always remember you. I remember the time we walked together. In those years, we were inseparable, studying and playing together. As long as I am with you, I can forget all the unhappiness. You are like snowflakes flying all over the sky, always bringing me light.
I remember when we first met, although we were friends, neither of us would let anyone. We always fought for each other together, but it was this strange feeling that made you and me friends and brothers. But happiness won't last long. In a few years, you will move. On the day you moved, I was absent-minded all day. People laughed at me for being late, but how did he know that my heart was lonely with your departure? Once, I have been asking myself whether our friendship will disappear because of separation. But I was wrong. Since I called you that day, I firmly believe that our feelings will never change. You remember all the days we walked together, our smiles, our cries and our quarrels!
Looking back on the days we walked together, it seems like reading a novel. The author of this novel is none other than ourselves. Look at it again from the beginning, although naive, but it is worth remembering, because that is the day we walked together. On this day, there are you and me!
The days we walked together passed like this. Will we meet again?
The days we spent together, when can we come back? Let our inner happiness meet again?
The days we walked together recorded our joys and sorrows. This is our friendship. Time passes, but true feelings last forever.
If I can't leave my footprints, I will remember them by heart. In the deepest part of my heart, there is you, which is the most beautiful scenery in my life and I will never forget it.
She, my last deskmate in grade three, impressed me the most. She has a lovely baby face with short hair, which makes people look clean and comfortable. I mistook her for a quiet and introverted little girl.
I only remember that summer, on the school playground, "Hey, did you hear? Today, the PE teacher said to practice playing basketball! " A classmate's excited voice sounded.
"Well, that is, boys show off there, and tall people are taller. What's the big deal? Blue may not be appropriate. " Oh, it's her!
She seems a little rebellious. No matter who it is, she will always object before giving up. For this reason, teachers and students are used to it and express their helplessness.
Sure enough, the boy has three balls and the girl has only one. If you want to ask why, the situation is obvious, let her be right. So, most girls stood and chatted. Only she is playing ball with other girls. They are having a good time. Before we knew it, she had scored several goals. It turns out that she is an excellent athlete. No wonder her muscles are so strong.
After physical education class came down, I was panting with fatigue. She's still jumping around. What an activist.
In the second half of the third semester, after the teacher was transferred, she became my deskmate. We were all surprised, but there was nothing we could do. Anyway, there are still three months before the senior high school entrance examination. Learning is the most important thing. Let's fix it.
In fact, our personalities don't match. I am quiet and don't like to laugh, but she ... Alas, how to get along. However, it doesn't seem that difficult, such as "Hum, look at the way you run." "Oh, help me, murder my deskmate ...", "Meowed, I was arrested again. I will definitely exercise well in the future. I'm going to physical education class and I'll never be lazy again. "
At this point, our class is more lively, and I have been completely "bad" by her. In the three months that should have been tense, I felt extremely relaxed and happy, as if I had been living under pressure before, and I hadn't relaxed like her for a long time. At the same time, time passes quietly like a river. After all, I can't repay, but I don't regret it, because she made me smile more, relaxed my mood and improved my communication skills. At the same time, she and I became best friends. She is a good friend that I will never forget.
Now that I graduated from junior high school, the number of times we meet suddenly fell to a low point, but I still miss the girl who always smiles brightly.
The day I walked with my friends, composition 10, you were by my side, shining with the light of friendship. -inscription
Childhood is like the wind, fleeting.
I didn't have much contact with things when I was a child. I wander in the ocean of ignorance every day, and a group of friends have a good time. There are certain differences in age. It was a relaxing time. Playing crazy together every day, thinking that the days have passed like this. With the growth of age, communication became less and less, and gradually, I stopped seeing each other.
Childhood is like the wind, it comes and goes.
As time went on, I went to primary school. At that time, I was weak One winter, I was hospitalized. There, I met a little girl my age named Cong Cong. We had a good time. How lonely it would be in the hospital without her company! But in the end, we separated, and there was no connection. Although our friendship lasted only ten days, I will never forget it.
Childhood is like the wind, strangers meet.
A few months ago, I met a man in the street. He looked familiar, but I don't remember him. At last she called out my name, and I remembered who she was until I was at a loss. But I was my first childhood friend. I haven't seen you for five or six years, and I don't even know you now.
With the growth of age and the change of life experience, the understanding of friends has also changed. A friend is more than just a playmate. Friends will lend a helping hand in times of difficulty and give encouragement in times of confusion.
In the third and fourth grades of primary school, I made a bosom friend, Xuan. We had a good chat. We have known each other since kindergarten. We didn't get along well at that time, but now we are inseparable. At that time, we got on the first bus of Zhuangtou, and the family that opened a canteen at the entrance of the village raised a group of lovely chickens. We often scramble to play, trying to catch one to play, but what happened? Not only did I miss the chicken, but I almost missed the bus! Many interesting things have happened between us! I miss it now that I think about it. When we were in middle school, we were still in the same school. Although we are in different classes, our friendship has not been affected. On the contrary, with the passage of time, our friendship has deepened. The essential thing every day is that she comes to tell me to wait for the bus every day without stopping.
Time flies, time flies. Soon, junior high school life will be over, and we will be admitted to high school. I wonder if we will meet again in the future. Looking at the empty sky, I think of the geese flying south. They will come again in the spring, but when I think about Xuan, I wonder if I will be a passer-by in my life. Hey! Nobody knows.
The lost time will never come again. It is important to grasp the present and the future. In life, it is precisely because of the company of friends that you will not feel lonely when you grow up.
Let the flower of friendship bloom more and more brightly! I have friends around me shining the light of friendship!