Everyone has their own friends, I am certainly no exception, because there are friends equal to everything, friends with money can not be bought, my friend, she has a beautiful face, tied with a ponytail to recognize, wearing a beautiful dress she is my good friend blue Yingying. Blue Yingying do not look at a look of a pair of petite girl's appearance inside can be a brave individual, I just say you may not believe, so, I'll tell you about that thing!
That day, I and Ying Ying in the downstairs of my jumping band, did not expect a few about fourteen, fifteen years old young men came, I was afraid that they beat me and Ying Ying, they want to pull Ying Ying run to play elsewhere, but Ying Ying not to fight not to go and also told me that: "It's okay, it's okay, they do not dare to us how! "I just want to say that a few people came over and said:" little sister, how are you?
Do you have money on you? If you have it, hand it over. "I wanted to give the money to come did not expect Ying Ying immediately took my money and race to my pants pocket, said:" You really give ah! "I replied: "That's not." The men saw what Ying Ying wanted to hit Ying Ying, Ying Ying said: "You dare, if you want to hit, I can shout for help! "The men heard and immediately apologized to us, and promised not to hit people in the future.
You now believe it! I believe you also have a good friend like Ying Ying! I admire Yingying's bravery! Therefore, I think I have such a good friend I'm proud I'm proud of my good friend ------- Ying Ying you can be really brave
Walking with you 2The sunrise is willing to walk with the morning sun; the sunset is willing to walk with the evening sun; the stream is willing to walk with the wooden boat; the raindrops are willing to walk with the dark clouds. Whether things or people are good or bad, they are accompanied by fellow travelers. In this why many things, I would like to walk with you - the brook.
Although it does not have the momentum of the waves, there is no creepy broad, not to mention the majestic momentum of the waves; but it has a pure and forgiving heart. That big river is very powerful, but chaotic, not as clear as the brook.
Yes! Your purity lies in your clarity, so how to see it tolerant?
Yes! Everywhere you look: autumn se approaching, the dead leaves are shaking, the wind rolled the leaves, it will give it to the river, the river, but the dead leaves but because of their rough and dead; had to bring the dead leaves to the brook, the brook like a mother as a gentle caress. In the fall, it is the season of falling leaves, the brook is still full of life!
A year of four has been a rotation of change, but it has not changed ......
Memory has been vaguely flashing some fragments, is a poem, the poem also has a brook, falling leaves and a boat, just in the original basis of more than one protagonist, more than one bank, more than a bleak. "I", the main character, walked down the bank, stepped on the boat, sitting in the bow of the boat, "anything". Pick up a leaf with your hand, on which there is "my" past. Indeed, every leaf is a memory, the past can not be all good, "people have sadness and joy, the moon has a roundness." The world is not three feasts, the thought that we will go through a number of encounters, separated, (classmates, friends, colleagues ......) even if the memories are beautiful, separated from the time should be left only bleak it!
The creek, hiding our memories ......
The reason why I like the creek naturally not only these, of course, mainly because it has feelings. Whenever I am sad, it seems to slow down the speed of the water, so that people feel quiet, harmonious; whenever I am happy, it seems to be very happy, speed up the pace, the gurgling sound of the water for my heartbeat of joy accompaniment.
I wish, I think, I look forward to walking with the brook!
Walk with you 3December 3 every year is the World Day of Persons with Disabilities, in the eyes of many people disabled people are just a waste of money, will spend money will not make money, but do you know that a disabled person who does not give up on themselves, can also do a career? Like Zhang Haidi! Please do not be surprised, there is such a disabled person around me.
When I was a child, I moved to Zhakou, and when I was in the middle class, I met a disabled person. This disabled person has limited mobility of both legs only rely on a pair of crutches to walk, he is kind and warm-hearted. The children in the alley called him Uncle Big, listening to the adults say Uncle Big is a man, the disabled will not be disabled in the alley is known as a strong man, he is also a small contractor it! People in the alley renovation, maintenance love to find Uncle Big, in the alley Uncle Big's name is known to everyone. Unfortunately, I was too young and ignorant to believe that Uncle Big was really that powerful and strong, and I often made fun of him. Until I bought a new home and asked my uncle to renovate it, his strength y convinced my young mind.
One Sunday, I went home from cram school, and my mom had something to do, so I went to the new house to do my homework. Homework quickly finished, I have nothing to do is to touch the east and west to see, ignorant I picked up a hammer to play. I picked up a hammer and played with it. My uncle was anxious, "Little one, you can't play with those things." While saying this, he walked over with his walking stick and unexpectedly tripped over a pile of wood under his feet! I rushed to help, other workers uncle also ran over. But who knows uncle gritted his teeth holding the wall and stood up, I rushed to help uncle, and asked if it hurts, but uncle just lightly said: "Thank you for your concern, just a fall, it may be the old legs again, no big deal, the most important thing is that you can not have the slightest damage!" Look at the big uncle pain some white face, I was y moved: really a man, how cheerful, optimistic people ah!
This year, I have not met with the big uncle for four years, I think his life must be living a happy and fulfilling.
Walk with you 4Walk with you hand in hand to forget the simple touch, because we are the same way of youth. --Title Standing in the present position, look back, we have traveled a lot of miles, experienced a lot of wind and rain, but at the same time all the way along with us around the parents, generous and selfless friends, the teacher of good guidance,------ bitter parents when we "wow" cry of that one, parents are When we cry, our parents are destined to accompany us and watch us grow up until we go to elementary school, middle school, high school or even college. During our school years, our parents are always concerned about whether we are tired of studying or not, whether we sleep well or not, and as long as we are not feeling well, our parents seem to be asking like crazy "Where are you feeling sick, do we need to go to the hospital" - these words, in order not to let us miss our time. Words, the purpose is not to let us delay learning, so that we get into a good school, the future of their own insignificant power with the power of hundreds of millions of people together, to return to the motherland, to return to society, this is the painstaking to raise us to adulthood of parents. Generous and selfless friends when we enter the campus from the moment, each of us will have a generous and selfless friends, when we need help, quietly help us, when we are sick and uncomfortable, friends will come to our side to ask today's condition has not improved, and will be the teacher today's course to explain to me to listen to, this is to go hand in hand with us, generous and selfless friends. Teachers of good guidance in everyone's heart there will be a teacher of their own admiration, as a secondary school student in the 21st century, whenever you hear the teacher's words of good guidance, really some impatience, but listen to think carefully about the words of the teacher, not no reason but there is a great deal of truth waiting for us to think about it, the teacher said that every word is a good medicine, can completely cure the weeds in our hearts, and this is the teacher who is hand in hand with us, generous and selfless friend. The weeds in our hearts, this is a heart for the good of the students and the teacher to follow the good advice. Parents, friends, teachers thank you for accompanying me all the way, you walk with me, my heart is much more solid, after the summer vacation, I am a junior student I hope you can continue to accompany me. I hope you can continue to accompany me. I hope you can continue to accompany me.
Walking with you 5"Hush", listen, the footsteps - gently, slowly, what are the footsteps? Oh, it's the joy of a world of three.
Happiness, the sign of home. Everyone envies me because I have a happy world of three.
"Well, it smells good! What's less delicious again?" I yelled at my parents who were busy in the kitchen as soon as I entered. Before my parents had a chance to talk to me, my parents took over with a smile, "You little piggy, your nose is really smart!" "Of course! My nose, average average, third in the world!" I said with a smile while putting down my school bag. "Ha, greedy pig with a sharp nose!" My parents burst out laughing. I pouted at my parents, abruptly dug into the kitchen, and in a short while ran out of the kitchen again with a smile on my face, shouting, "As far as I can see, this night's dish VERY rich."
Ho! Under the bright light, a table of fresh dishes was set in front of us. My mouth was literally about to water. In the middle of the table was my favorite fish soup, surrounded by a variety of delicious small dishes, like a large lotus flower blooming on the table. Starting to move chopsticks, my parents picked up chopsticks to greet us, he picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it in front of me, I took the bowl with a smile on my face, who understands that the pork ribs, a turn, fell into the bowl of my parents. I froze, then laughed: "Right! Right! This is a hearty dinner is parents 'made', this piece of land should be eaten by parents." My parents smiled as they picked up a piece of meat and dangled it in front of their eyes, and they were able to hold out their bowls, but the ribs fell into my bowl with their eyes wide open. Disappointment written all over my parents' faces, they put on a very innocent look and said, "Ugh, it looks like I'm the only one who's going to have to self-pinch." As soon as my parent's words left his mouth, a piece of pork chop fell into his bowl. Originally, I put a piece into his bowl. "Haha," we all laughed happily.
"Shhhh" Listen, every time you take a step, there's a sound-sweet and lively. What is that? Please don't be surprised, it's the joy of home, it's happy feet.
Happiness, walking with you!
Walk with you6Everyone has some colorful stories happening around them, and the one that happened beside me is no less.
One day, it was pouring rain. I was carrying an umbrella, and I was trying to get home one step at a time. Suddenly, I realized that there was an uncle in front of me who was also groping his way through the rain. I was wondering: how could such a sturdy uncle also get stuck in the rain? I walked a few steps faster and realized that he was wearing sunglasses and groping his way step by step, the rain dripped on his face and his clothes were all soaked, which all told me that he was a blind man. "Uncle, may I ask where are you going in the rain?" I arrived loudly in the rain. "Home." "Let me take you home!" I didn't wait for my blind uncle to answer before I ran over to help him walk forward. As I walked, I suddenly realized that there was a "city trap" in front of me that was not covered. I took my uncle to walk around it.
My uncle seemed to notice something and asked, "Why don't you go straight ahead?" "Oh, there's a downspout somewhere that's not covered." "Oh, then you help me over. We'll cover it. We've already gone around, so mind your own business." Hearing this, Uncle said to me in a serious tone, "We are coming over, in case the person behind us accidentally falls down how dangerous it is." Hearing his words, I was shocked, and then took him to the "city trap" side. I saw my uncle squatting down and groping for the manhole cover, grabbing one side of the cover and lifting it up with all his might, moving it slowly. Water beads were constantly left on his face, and it was hard to tell which was sweat and which was rain. I don't know how long it took, the blind uncle put the cover on the well. The blind uncle also stepped on the top a few feet before rest assured and I went.
In the rain, it was me, the sighted man, who was guiding the blind uncle, but in the road of life, it was the blind uncle who was guiding me.
The book is the most real partner of ours, and the book is the most real partner of ours. The book is our most real partner, all the time is not leading us. I like to read biographies, through the book, to see the story behind them. The most impressive one is Sanmao. Bai Lu Mei that poetic and picturesque text, so that people are immersed in the scene.
Speaking of San Mao, can not be separated from the stubborn, Zhuo Li these two words. Sansao original name Chen Maoping, as a child, she felt that her name in the word "Mao" is difficult to write, it was renamed Chen Ping, when she was only five or six years old, a small age, she showed their own excellence, do not follow the conventional characteristics. This stubbornness stayed with her throughout her life. Despite the opposition of others, she gave up the comfortable living environment and walked independently in the Sahara; after the death of José, she chose to commit suicide when she was sick. The end of San Mao is sad and regrettable, but expected. She was too stubborn. A teacher's not-so-malicious humiliation at a young age left her with autism.
Sanmao's life partner, José, is Spanish. When they first met, Sanmao was in her third year of college in Madrid, and José was only a high school student. José promised to marry Sanmao six years later. After returning to Taiwan after college, San Mao suffered the accidental death of her fiancé, and returned to Spain, where she met José again at her best friend's home, exactly six years later.
When she was a young girl, San Mao read Zhang Le Ping's San Mao Wanderings, and was so impressed that she took San Mao as her pen name, and she had to travel thousands of miles in search of the olive tree in her heart.
Close the book, think back to the life of San Mao, Zhuo Li, do not follow the routine, can not tolerate false, she has all the things, precisely this too conventional world is scarce.
The aroma of books, walk in the book, to find the Sahara in the depths of the soul.
It's good to walk with you.
Walking with you 8
Hand in hand can not forget the simple touched, because we are the same way of youth.
Standing in this position now, looking back and looking at the long journey we have traveled together, there are happy, sad ...... but at the time of separation, it is always heartbreaking, classmates six years, so fast, a wobbly will end.
Remember six years ago, when we were only in second grade, I also just transferred into your class, everything is so strange, but very fortunate is less than two days after the start of the school, I will know you, is not very destiny, may be the cause of the similarity of character, from then on, we became friends, good friends without words, we sometimes have troubles, often look for each other to talk about, there are happy things! We will share together, unknowingly we have become soulmates, we have laughed together, also cried together, this friendship is how precious!
Unconsciously, we soon graduated, are about to enter the campus of the junior high school, in the class list, I was surprised to see your name, and I'm a class, I am very excited, feel very lucky. In junior high school, puberty also came with the trouble naturally more, test scores for the first time became my biggest burden, every time the test is not ideal, I will feel very sad, but whenever this time, there will be you around, comfort me, encourage me, so that I am full of strength to face the next test, we are still friends without words, we encourage each other to make progress, we cry together, laugh, along the way, you have become a friend, you have become a friend, you have become a friend. We are still friends with each other, we encourage each other to make progress, we cry together, we laugh together, all the way, you have become my shadow, I have also become your shadow.
But, unfortunately, you are now transferred to the school, there is no shadow around you, seems to be so lonely, but dear friend, no matter where you go, please do not forget that I am a friend, no matter where you go, my heart will walk with you!
9The vicissitudes of the years, the changes of time, is there anyone who has walked with you side by side, is like a gardener as selfless cultivation of our teachers? Or class with us to absorb knowledge, after school with us in the sunset running friends? Heh! In any case, with my walk, it must be my father who is strict and caring.
Father has a pair of thick . Eyebrows, a pair of gleaming eyes always flashing a stern light, probably because of the baptism of the years, his face left a road vicissitudes.
As I remember, when I was a child, I always liked to hold my father's big hand with my small hand when he was free, and noisily went to play, and my father also went to accompany me like a child.
When I went to elementary school, my father always carried my backpack for me, and I rode my bike to school no matter what the wind or rain was like, because I liked art, and he enrolled me in an art class to give me a better acceptance of knowledge.
I remember that time, the art class opened, my father rode his bike to take me to class, I was sitting on the back seat, talking while clapping his hands and singing a few lines, the crystalline snowflakes as if they were also in the experience of this father and son melting atmosphere in the wind could not help but pick up the waltz, but no one can think of this beautiful world of snow and ice, the disaster is slowly on the way.
The heavens are snowing more and more big, the ground is piled up thick, the father's car in the snow riding more and more slowly, from home to the school a short distance all of a sudden a lot of difficult to see not far from the school in the snow, like an ethereal fairy mountain attic, out of reach, this is, the father made a great decision - abandon the car back to me! Go to school, he organized the next clothes, shaking the hat stained with snow, gave me a scarf, they carried me to take a firm step, the relentless winds like knives scratching the father's face, the father gritted his teeth, and I was in the father's body temperature on the back of the happy sleep, perhaps because of this great love of the father touched the heavens, I was not only not late, the father's bike is also safe and sound there.
Walking alone in the reflection of the years, looking back, remembering to walk with me, and I have been through the wind and rain with my dad, I am incredibly proud.
Walking with you 10A ray of sunlight came in, reflected off the floor and shone on the keys.
The whole piano room is like a big steamer, sweat gradually soaked through my back, forehead also from time to time out of a few drops of sweat, along the two cheeks slowly flow down, flow to the lower bar, dripping in the keys, in the light of that ray of sunshine, it seems incomparable crystal clear.
The piano is as important to me as my life.
I raised my wrist, dropped it gently, and began to play, as if I were a machine, repeating the movements dryly and tastelessly, week after week. I got up, went to the window, pulled open the curtains, and a blinding light shone painfully into my eyes. The world around me was like the keys of that piano, only black and white, with only the sound of cicadas and a metronome entering my ears from time to time.
At noon, the sunlight came more and more fiercely, shooting straight into the room. A yellow color appeared on the black plate, and I looked downstairs to see a daisy. In this black and white world, this yellow seems to light up everything around.
In the sky, dark clouds were coming, but I didn't know it.
Tilting my head, looking at this tall building, very excited to go in, I waited nervously in the waiting area. Finally, it was my turn, mounted the stage, looked at the judges on the stage, bowed y. As if at home, I confidently raised my wrist, dropped it gently, and began to play.
"Boom -" a loud bang that startled everything, while I continued to play undisturbed. In front of my eyes, as if a small daisy suddenly appeared, somehow I stopped playing, I could not believe that I had worked so hard for so long, and now it was all for naught, I rushed out of the auditorium.
In the flower bed by the side of the road, I saw the daisy, I ignored the rain soaked my whole body, went up to touch the daisy, her petals were washed away by the rain a lot, but she is still standing.
I thought to myself, "Why is it that a tiny daisy can overcome all the obstacles, but I can't?
I got up and walked back to the auditorium to overcome that setback and start again, and I believe that I can do better.
Difficulties, setbacks, I walk with you!
I walk with you 11
From our wow landing to this moment to know the world, we carry many companions hands, can not forget the simple touch, can not forget the colorful tears. Because we are the companions of youth. Standing in the uneven road looking back, we have been through a little wind and rain, but has always been with us all the way is the hard-working parents, generous and selfless friends, the good teacher ......
When we "wow wow" cry of that sound During our school years, parents are always concerned about whether we are tired of studying, sleep well, as long as we are a little uncomfortable, parents will be eager to sympathize with us. Parents scolded how much, how much nagging, are four words - "good for us". This is the parents who raised us so hard to grow up.
When we walked into the campus from the moment we began to understand each other, and each other to become close friends. When we need to help, quietly help us, when we are sick and uncomfortable, friends will come to us to ask. This is the friend who goes hand in hand with us and is generous and selfless.
Everyone's heart will have a self-esteem of the teacher, whenever you hear the teacher's that's not right, this is not the right words, really some impatience, but think carefully about what the teacher said when the words, and not without reason, but there are we go to the thoughtful thinking, the teacher said every word is a rainbow after the rain, can completely blossom in the sunshine of our hearts, which is the heart of the students for the good of the teacher.
We are the only ones who have a good heart for students.
We are youthful fellow travelers, we sprinkle on youth, marvel at the memories, we gently struck the youthful music, humming a crisp melody, for our youth to perform a moving song. Let all those who love and care for us, feel our sincere blessings, and follow us to water the perfect flowers of life. Walk with you and me, *** create a perfect tomorrow.
When I immersed in the excitement of the National Day, I harvested another joy: it turned out that my dear "a small" has been 105 years old! 105 years old, this three-digit number is equivalent to the length of my grandfather's life; 105 years old, so that I love to read the history of my feelings! 105 years old, this three-digit number is equivalent to the length of my great-grandfather's life; 105 years old, so that I love to read history, I feel "a small" years of heavy; 105 years old, in front of me, there is a long picture scroll, written "a small" of the past, present and future.
I carry a backpack full of knowledge, walking quietly in the campus, the hibiscus flowers in the bushes is very beautiful, upright bamboo forest towering into the clouds, camphor on the balsam fir avenue quietly guarded on both sides of the avenue. I roamed the steps, a cross the river of years, came to 1910, that year many important things happened, my favorite writer Mark Twain died, Halley's comet close to the earth, the most critical is that my dear school "a small" to five classes **** 141 people were born! Since then, you absorb the manna and rain juice, rapid growth, walk through the century, 20xx, you have reached 205 classes ***11164 students! 20xx, that is, when you are 103 years old, I came! That year, I was 7 years old. I was 7 years old. I met you here, and became an old friend. I remember the opening ceremony, complacent I first put on the red scarf, from that day on, I in your books, linger, to today, we have been with each other for nearly three years! It is you, armed with knowledge; it is you, let me have a beloved teacher dear classmates; it is you, let me hope for the future!
The cloud said to the wind: "with you, I just go smoothly." The fish said to the water: "with you, I will live forever." I want to say to you: "With you, I can produce wisdom." In the future, I will definitely follow you, the first elementary school in Yancheng City, I am proud to have you walk with me!
Walking with you 13When I was a child, the two of us often play together, where there is you, where there is me. We share happiness together, together **** through difficult times, experience sadness together. The two of us were always inseparable.
Along the way with you, once in a while something happens that surprises us both. That one time, it taught us a lesson. After school, we looked around the corridor, strolling around, chasing and running, very happy. At the end of the hallway, you saw a basketball on the roof, which was all woven with gravel and vines. You said you were going to get the basketball down, and I talked you into it twice, but in the end, you did it yourself and I left the place angry. The next day, I heard that you were admitted to the hospital, I rushed over, and saw you with a bandage on your head, as if you were in great pain, I asked you what was wrong. You said to get basketball when a stone fell just smashed in the head, but also has been bleeding, if I had known I would not smash, listen to you.
All the way to walk with you, occasionally there will be some things that make us both happy. That time, it made me tear up. "Hey! Dude, it's almost your birthday, what kind of present do you want?" "Me? I don't know. A present will do." My birthday was coming up in two days, and I was very excited to receive lots and lots of gifts. On my birthday, my friends came to my house, but I didn't see you there. I called you on the phone, your mom said you were sick and couldn't come. I hung my head, an indescribable feeling in my heart. After a while, the doorbell rang, only to see you standing in the doorway, holding your birthday present in your hand and handing it to me. "Aren't you sick? How come you're here?" I asked anxiously. "Oh, teasing you, how can I be sick Well, besides, you have a birthday I'm sick to come." At once, I dripped a tear.
All the way with you, I am really happy. Although we are now separated.
Walking with you 14I remember when I was a child, I read a report. A little girl suffering from serious liver disease, life-threatening, is her mother risked her life, did not hesitate to donate part of the liver to her, the little girl was saved. I was moved to tears when I read it, and I cried and asked, "Daddy, if I had that kind of disease, would you donate your liver to me too?" To my surprise, Dad opened his already large eyes wide. Angrily, he rebuked me and said, "Eat your heart out! What nonsense?" My heart was sour, thinking that if it were me, my father certainly would not.
Whenever I envied others, my father and mother always said, "You should be glad you are a normal child!" In the winter months of a late night, I was still under the covers writing homework, my father is still with me, a moment to see me, give me a cup of hot milk. And he himself was freezing underneath and stomping his feet, but he kept me company as I slept.
In the summer a late night, I suddenly high fever. At this time, the clinic has long been closed, my father sat on the bedside while applying alcohol to me and applying ice. He patted me like a baby and comforted me, saying, "Don't be afraid, go to sleep, Dad is here with you."
The next day, my fever subsided, just opened my eyes, only to see my father leaning on the back of the chair, see me wake up, smiling, the pair of bloodshot big eyes narrowed into a slit. There was once a rebellious teenager who resented his father's harshness and nagging, and found ways to work against him. It was only when his father died in a car accident that he realized that he didn't know how to cherish what he had, but only knew how precious it was when he lost it. Seeing this I also snapped out of it, and I regretted for the narrow-mindedness of my previous thinking. At night, when I was doing my homework, I saw the light in my father's room accompanying me. The light of the father, warming my way forward, I will not be lonely.
We're almost at the end of the day, and we're not going to be able to stop it. No one can resist the passage of time, until time becomes fast when we start to record the beautiful youth, and then they will become the past tense. But that's what we walked through together ......
That summer
In the sea of people, I stepped into this beautiful campus for the first time, recalling the sweltering summer heat. "One, two, one, two, one." The sun shines on the playground, shining on every inch of our skin, we run with the instructor's slogan with heavy steps in the playground. Gradually as time flies, we can't support it, the sweat on the head of the big big flow down, and the smile on our face than the sun is also bright.
From then on, we embarked on a career of study.
Tension in the face
In the blink of an eye, we are accustomed to bear the pressure of the junior high school, and without complaining about the hard work. Students help each other, discussing difficult problems, never because they used to be their own competitors and cut off the real friendship between us. In the afternoon, bathed in the warmth of the sun, we talked about each other's past, past memories, in the first two years, each of us will keep the best memories, yes, this is the age of innocence in life.
In the future ......
In the future, we have to study seriously, hard work and diligence, there will be many, many schoolmates, there will be who will walk our stone road, who will repeat our song, and who will continue to accompany us through the years.
I am happy, happy to meet you! We will rise and fall together, and we will walk together forever!