Happy junior high school composition winding fingertip

1. The fish said to the water, "You can't see my tears because I am in the water." The water said to the fish, "I can feel your tears because you are in my heart." -Inscription When I met Lin by bike, I knew he was a rebellious child. He likes to fight with teachers and make trouble in other classes. Therefore, I often see his lonely figure hanging in the sunshine at the door of the classroom. I just like the lonely feeling of being watched by the sun. Later, his grades suddenly dropped sharply, and the teacher looked at his report card and secretly shed tears. "Bangda" and "Bangda" splashed on the report card and turned into white tears. He was very scared. He has never seen a strong teacher cry, and it is for him. He said he would work hard. He was afraid that she would cry again. Later, outside the classroom. So when he laughs, he always covers his mouth with his hand, for fear that others will see his silly appearance. Lin said that he likes to sit on my bike and let me drive him around the street. At that time, the sunshine was very warm, and it was cut by the wind in the air and fell to the ground. Like a candy coat when I was a child, it sparkled. I wandered around the alley with Lin on my back, and kept shuttling aimlessly from left to right. I admire the past scenery and look at the rows of short trees. There is a rustling sound. It was not until we were all tired that we sat under the tree and looked up at the blue sky. Listening to the snoring of the wind sleeping among the leaves, some yellowish sunshine was quietly shaken off. Lin said that the cloud is a child of the sky, and I said that it is an egg laid by the sun. He was wrong. Clouds always follow the sky, and he is afraid of getting lost with his mother. I was wrong. The sun always warms the clouds, and she is hatching. Later, we all laughed. In this way, in our last two years together, we ran over the wheel of my pure blue bike, leaving no trace for us to remember. Competition "Tong and I signed up for the' Starlight Cup' singing competition, but we were afraid and had many opponents." Wen said sadly. "Fool, what are you afraid of? It's me and Lin. We will give our full support. " Don't be sour for tasting grapes, believe in yourself. Lin comforted: "Whether you win or lose, we all have you in our hearts, really." . Later, a few days before the competition, Lin and I accompanied Wen Hetong to practice songs on the school playground every night after school. At that time, the school was very quiet, only we were left, and the game finally came. We went to the stadium by bike. The sunlight was blurred by the thin air and fell to the ground. The old photos are gray and white. Lin asked Wen and Tong if they were afraid. They said no because Lin and I were there. The stadium was packed with people and cheers resounded through the sky. The stage is full of colorful flowers, like a group of children picking up candy. The wind quietly blows the crowd moving like ants. The air seems to have solidified and it is difficult to breathe. Squeeze into the crowd Reach out and overlap under the stage, shout at the blue sky, come on. Sunlight evaporated time, dispersed into breath and disappeared. Soon, it's time for Wen and Tong to sing. They walked carefully onto the stage and sang to pure music. Beautiful long hair swims freely in the wind and plays transparent notes in the air. They are very comfortable together. They cooperated well on the stage, as clear as a spring splashing. It is very warm. Later, Wen Hetong finally made it into the top ten, which didn't waste Lin and I shouting ourselves hoarse and numb. The final was in the evening and we were very happy. Our previous efforts were not in vain. We chattered on bicycles to the amusement park to eat sweet ice cream, and then shouted our joy to the blue sky. In the evening, we agreed to go to the stadium by bike. The sky is beautiful, with a long dark blue and purple tail. Swimming in the night sky like a lake, flashing, lying in a dream like golden sand on the beach. The stage is covered with colorful lanterns, and the stage is covered with fuzzy black spots. Glow sticks flying like fireflies carry colorful lanterns in the hazy night. Noisy shouts covered the whole stadium and shed cold moonlight. We squeezed into the crowd and stood on the stage to watch the wonderful performances of the players. The players in the top ten are all very good. On the stage, they were not nervous at all, but very calm They sang selflessly as if they were the only ones left in the whole world. Wen Hetong began to get a little scared. Seeing that the previous contestants performed incisively and vividly on the stage, they were afraid and not nervous at all. The beautiful song blocked the moonlight and leaked some light. They are afraid to ask me what to do with Lin. What should they do if they forget the words when they sing? What if it's out of tune ... Lin and I hit them on the head. "Fool, what are you afraid of? You just treat all the audience like peanuts, so you are not afraid. ""What a stupid way. "... after waiting for a long time, I finally went to sing with Wei Wei and Tong. They were not as nervous as they thought on the stage, so they finished singing slowly and easily. Colored lights hit them and reflected. Shout and applaud for them. Later, none of them made it into the top three. They only won six awards. They are full of gifts, all snacks and fruits, and some shopping coupons. There is no imaginary excitement, no imaginary depression and tears that may break out at any time. Everything went according to plan. We rode away, but we were still happy. Because I have many snacks in my arms. "The moonlight is really beautiful tonight. Let them fight to the death for the championship. Wen muttered. We came to lie down on the lawn of the square and counted the stars while eating snacks. Every star has an unforgettable story, and every unforgettable story has an ending. It's joy or sadness. Our story ends on graduation day. I don't know anything ... In the sixth grade, I was transferred by my teacher. My deskmate is Jay. Jay is a dull boy. He doesn't like talking He didn't even say ten words in the semester when he transferred to our class. He doesn't like to associate with his classmates, so his relationship with them is not very good. After class, students always run around noisily. He just sits in a daze in his seat, or watches cartoons alone. The teacher is right. Because the grade is always the first, I often win prizes in extracurricular composition competitions. I'm afraid any teacher's eyes will light up when he sees such a talented student. I don't know whether it is intentional or fate. The teacher transferred the talented student to my deskmate. I asked him why he didn't chat with his classmates. He shook his head without saying a word. I gave him a hard twist. He shouted, "What's the matter with you?" He looked at me angrily. "Who said that? I just like being alone. Leave me alone and go away. " "His breath is not small, and he will call names. It seems that this boy is not an idiot. " I thought to myself. He watches cartoons on his desk alone. I can't bear to disturb him on a lonely date, so I have to be crazy. Later, this wooden child was gradually influenced by me. He said he wanted to thank me for helping him find his lost happiness. Jay and I are both children who like the sky. Jay said that he likes the blue and light blue of the sky, which was the sky with his grandmother when he was a child. He loves his grandmother very much. I said I like the traces left by birds flying through the sky. Although I can't see them, I can feel them. Jay and I are both children who don't like to listen carefully. We often make noise in class. Actually, I bullied him on purpose. We don't listen carefully, but his grade is always the first, and my grade is often in danger. I asked him if he was reading secretly at home and staying up late to review his lessons. He said no, what he learned is easy to remember in his mind, and he just remembers it more clearly than others, and there is nothing else. I nodded puzzled. I often "bully" Jay when I get along with him. Cut in line to do the dishes … he always asks me for help everywhere. I asked him if he hated me, and he smiled and shook his head. "Later, the school was divided into classes, and he was assigned to a key class. I only stayed in the regular class. I asked him if he would miss me. " Fool, it's not transfer, it's just placement. We often met later. "He said, but I can't be apart from you, and I'm not used to being able to rob your book in the future. Then I made a face at you. "I said with tears. I'm speechless. Later, the feelings between us gradually faded, as if separated by a film. This may be called the generation gap. I forgot that there is such a deskmate in my life, and I rely on him very much. Maybe he forgot me quietly, too. His smile is no longer so natural, a bit far-fetched. I began to regret it. I regret that I didn't cherish the days when I got along with him ... On graduation day, I asked Jay, will I still remember my deskmate in my life? He said with a faint smile. No one knows what happened afterwards ... Happy Zheng Zheng is a naughty boy who likes to run around and giggle in the classroom. He is very small. A classmate once asked him what to do if he was not tall. Will he be sad? His answer is no. He said that he likes his short figure, looks more like a child, and will inevitably lose his childlike innocence. He is a happy child. He knows how to find happiness, so he always smiles when he sees him. I once asked him why he was so happy. He said: "life is a long and endless road, and there are many happiness waiting for you to find and discover." People often rush through this road. But I don't want to stop to have a rest and look at the past scenery. I carefully picked up the happiness on the road. This is the sorrow of life. "Once I asked him why he had so much happiness. I didn't understand what he was saying at that time. I just clearly remember his simple and clear sentence, "happiness needs to be found by yourself." "He is also a stubborn child. He will stick to his point of view, whether right or wrong. To this end, he often has conflicts with his classmates. Finally, he clearly knew that his point of view was wrong, but he still insisted on his own way of thinking and never betrayed himself. Some people say that he is like a stubborn little bull. There is a shallow or deep river in front of him. He will cross the river stubbornly and finally drown without regrets. I really don't know whether to call him stupid or headstrong. He is an excellent student, and his grades are naturally important in his eyes. I remember one time he failed in the math exam. He stayed under the banyan tree in the playground and cried for a long time, and his tears splashed on the ground. His classmates came to comfort him and told him not to cry. " No matter how clever a person is, he will worry a lot and sometimes feel lost. "Later found that politics is really fierce. He was admitted to a key middle school. Now I may be confused about his appearance, but I still clearly remember the simple and clear sentence he once said. " Happiness needs itself. "Postscript fish said to water:" If one day I fly to the sky and don't swim in the water, will you still remember me? The water said to the fish, "Yes, because you are in my heart." "