In ordinary daily life, everyone has tried to write essays. With the help of essays, we can improve our language organization skills. So do you know how to write a good essay? The following is a composition titled "My Good Friend" that I carefully compiled. It is for reference only. I hope it can help everyone. Essay 1 titled "My Good Friend"
My best friend is named Zhang Yeming. He is a little-known third-grade primary school student. In three months, he will pass the Xth grade. It's Children's Day. He has a crew cut, and his short, shiny black hair exudes a healthy luster. The big head is filled with infinite wisdom. There is a pair of bright eyes under the thick eyebrows. Zhang Yeming and I are two people with opposite personalities. He is very aggressive in everything he does, unlike me who is the famous "little slow sheep".
One time after coming home from school, he and I did our homework together. The two of us opened our homework books and started working on it almost at the same time, but I was not halfway through writing when I looked up and saw him leisurely reading extracurricular books. I thought he had not started his homework yet so I reminded him to write it quickly. Without thinking about it, he said disapprovingly: "I've finished it a long time ago. If you don't believe me, just look at it." I opened his homework book with hesitation, and all of a sudden My mouth opened wide in shock - his handwriting was neat and his homework was much more than mine! I blushed all of a sudden and quickly immersed myself in my homework.
The speed of his endorsement also amazed me! Every time the Chinese teacher finished teaching a text, he was always the first to recite it. I asked him for the secret, but to his surprise, the corner of his mouth turned upward: "There is no secret. I just read it carefully a few times and remembered it..." Listening to such an answer, I was really envious! What I admire the most is that he can even memorize the word lists at the back of the Chinese textbook. Every time I have a homework to do, he can finish them all for me without even turning over the book, and the order is not changed. Wrong, awesome, right?
Zhang Yeming is still a brave little man. Not long ago, he sprained his foot while going down the stairs at school, and it was as swollen as red and big as a bun. His mother rushed to school to see him and asked distressedly: "Are you in pain? Go to the hospital?" He said with a relaxed look: "It doesn't hurt. It's a minor problem and it will be fine with some medicine in a few days." But. I clearly saw him walking with a limp after class, grinning and frowning, as if he was in pain. If it were me, I would have cried so hard that the golden beans fell all over the floor.
There are many more "heroic deeds" of his, so I won't expose them all. If you want to get to know him, come to me secretly. I'm sure you will like to be friends with him after hearing this! Essay 2 titled "My Good Friend"
I have such a little friend, her name is Wang Ruoyun. She has a pair of bright black eyes, full of life and vitality. They are shining when they are raised, and quiet when they are lowered. They are as soft and calm as black velvet; they are as clear and lovely as autumn streams, but there is a pink look on those eyes. "Two pancakes". A pair of black and crescent-shaped eyebrows, her round face has a unique temperament, her red mouth has sharp corners, her smile is elegant and sweet, and she has long, straight hair. It hangs down easily, forming such a figure for her.
Her hosting skills are very strong. Because every time there is any cultural program in the class or school, the teacher always asks her to participate in the hosting.
Once, our class organized a summer harvest exhibition activity. The teacher chose her to be the host and gave her a string of words. Before the start, she read the string of words again and again very carefully. , when it was launched, she hosted it very successfully. She read aloud with emotion and a smile, which made everyone who attended this summer harvest exhibition enjoy watching it with gusto and never forget her hosting. She especially loves to help her classmates. In the ten minutes between classes on a sunny afternoon, some students were busy preparing for their homework; some students were happily playing together... Everyone's laughter spread throughout the campus. His classmate Bai Jie was worrying about a math problem. He was holding his hand in deep thought, racking his brains but couldn't figure it out. At this time, Wang Ruoyun asked Bai Jie softly with a smile on his face: "What's wrong with you?" Bai Jie stammered: "I don't know a math problem, and I couldn't figure it out for a long time." Only Wang Ruoyun said with concern : "It doesn't matter, I'll tell you." After that, she patiently explained the topic to Bai Jie, and kept doing calculations on the scratch paper. She didn't turn around and leave until Bai Jie figured it out.
Some students in the class called her a "tiger who dropped her rosary beads - a fake compassion", but she only smiled in return. She also knows how to dance Latin. Whether it is rumba or cha cha, she can move freely according to the rhythm. Sometimes she dances the square step, and sometimes she dances the kuklacha. Her graceful dance postures amaze everyone. She has also become a mentor to some classmates. She is really awesome. This is my friend, Wang Ruoyun, who has strong hosting skills, loves to help classmates, and is good at Latin dance.
As I grew up, she and I formed a bridge of friendship. She is my forever little friend, a smart, lovely, versatile, and well-rounded Wang Ruoyun. Essay 3 with the title "My Good Friend"
My favorite friend I have a good friend who is inseparable. She has a pair of thin and long eyebrows on her chubby little face, and a pair of big watery eyes under her eyebrows. There is a eloquent cherry mouth under the exquisite and delicate nose. All in all, it's a cute little face. Do you know who she is? Let me tell you, she is my good partner - Zeng Yushu.
Yushu is a helpful classmate. One morning, the teacher sent us the test papers for unit 5. Yushu scored 100 points, but her deskmate Xiao Yuting only scored 60 points. Yushu saw this and was anxious for Xiao Yuting. heart. "Ding Lingling..." The bell rang, and the students rushed out of the classroom to play games in the playground. I was no exception. I couldn’t wait to play with my good friend Yu Shu. But when I looked at Yu Shu's seat, I saw that Yu Shu was close to Xiao Yuting, with his head bent over, and he was concentrating on explaining the wrong questions in the exam paper to Xiao Yuting! She explained so seriously, sometimes she was writing and drawing in her notebook, sometimes she was pointing on the exam paper, sometimes she was chattering non-stop... I walked over and said to Yu Shu impatiently: "Stop talking. "Let's go play!" Yu Shu looked up at me and said with a smile: "You go ahead and play, I have to help Xiao Yu Ting understand these questions!" After that, he lowered his head and explained patiently. I had no choice but to find other classmates to play in the playground.
The crisp and sweet school bell rang, and I hurriedly ran into the classroom. The weather was extremely hot that day, and the sun was scorching the earth like a big fireball. I was sweating profusely from playing. Look at Yu Shu again. She is still explaining the difficult problems to Xiao Yuting. She is also sweating profusely, and big sweat is flowing down her forehead. However, I know that she is sweating to help Xiao Yuting. At this moment, Teacher Wu strode into the classroom. Yu Shu hurriedly folded the test paper and put it in Xiao Yuting's drawer. Then she leaned into Xiao Yuting's ear and said softly: "Later. I will continue to explain to you after class. You must pay attention in class. The most important thing in learning is your own efforts." Another class was over, and the students rushed out to play, but Yushu still sat as before. He concentrated on explaining the difficult problems to Xiao Yuting in his place. One minute, two minutes... The hard work paid off. Yu Shu finally completed the "task". She breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a stone had fallen from her heart, and a bright smile appeared on her face. Xiao Yuting said gratefully: "Thank you Yushu!" Yushu said sheepishly: "You're welcome, my monitor, this is what I should do." After saying that, Yushu took my and Xiao Yuting's hands. We went to the playground to play happily together.
This is my good friend, a classmate who is willing to help others. I like her the most. Do you like her too? Essay 4 with the title "My Good Friend"
He is not very tall and can only stand in the middle when queuing up in class; he is a bit fat but very strong; he has a big head and width The forehead makes people feel very smart; the rectangular face is inlaid with a pair of big and lively eyes, as if a good idea will pop up as soon as the eyeballs are turned. This is the monitor of our class and my good friend - John Huang.
In the second semester of my first grade, I came to Yucai Primary School as a transfer student. On the first Monday of school, I jumped into the classroom with my schoolbag on my back. I saw a schoolbag on my seat, textbooks and pencil cases on the table. I was stunned, and my smile suddenly froze. With my face on my face, I thought: Who occupied my seat? Why did they occupy it? I was so anxious that I didn’t know what to do, so I stood there in a daze. After a while, I looked at the students in groups of three and five who were talking animatedly with pleading eyes, hoping that they could tell me and help me.
A few classmates looked at me curiously and moved their lips, as if they wanted to say something to me. Perhaps due to unfamiliarity, they hesitated to speak. At this time, a boy walked in the door, looked at me, and then smiled, showing two rows of white teeth. He walked over to me, stretched out a hand to me, and said, "You are a new classmate! My name is Huang John. Where should your seat be? Our class rotates every Monday." I looked at John Huang with grateful eyes and said thank you several times! From then on, we became friends.
When I first arrived at the new school, because I was not used to it yet and my academic performance could not keep up, John Huang often helped me. Once, I was stumped by a question when I was doing my math homework. After thinking about it for a while, I was too lazy to think about it anymore, so I couldn't help but think: If I call John Huang and ask John Huang, and just copy the answer, I can save time. Are you going to play? I just did what I said. I called John Huang’s home phone number, just waiting for the answer. But he ignored my insistence and insisted on explaining to me the ideas for solving the problem. I gave an ultimatum: "If you don't tell me, I'll ask someone else!" Huang John's voice suddenly became serious: "If you continue to study like this, what's the use when you grow up? You can only become a The one who sweeps the garbage!" The image of the aunt in the community sweeping the garbage sweating under the sun appeared in my mind, and all the anger in my heart suddenly burst out, "I will not sweep the garbage! Never!" I finished shouting this sentence. , and hung up the phone with a bang. Tears of dissatisfaction flowed down my cheeks. I felt sad, dissatisfied, and more of a feeling of anger. From then on, I studied hard and my grades blossomed like sesame seeds - getting better and better. John Huang's words inspire me to this day. Essay 5 titled "My Good Friend"
Look, next to me on the left is a brave little lion who is just three years old. It has golden fur and looks majestic. It comes from the tropical savannah of Africa and has received strict survival training since childhood, so it can always solve problems on its own when encountering difficulties. Moreover, it is also the heir to the Lion King - a brave and qualified heir.
Behind it is its classmate - a cute little tiger. It comes from the Northeast and is an authentic Siberian tiger. It has black stripes on its golden body and looks very beautiful. , it and the lion are still inseparable good friends.
The one on my right is a happy little grizzly bear. It comes from the Amazon forest and serves as the labor committee member of their class. Because it smiles a lot, they all call it "Happy Bear" .
They are all specially invited students in the beast class in the forest. There are also students such as cheetahs, rhinos, and elephants in their classes. They all learn the skills to survive in modern society together. For example, how to save yourself when encountering a fire in a large forest. In the last fire in Daxinganling, many animals had no time to escape and were eventually killed in the flames. For example, some places have been developed into tourist areas by humans. How can we not only protect ourselves, but also coexist peacefully with humans, and other similar issues.
One day, I went to the big forest where they lived for vacation. I saw the little lion. I was a little scared, but I didn’t expect that the little lion and its friends greeted me enthusiastically. I saw They were not rude and did not have the slightest malice, so they asked: "Who are you?" The little lion replied: "We are students in the forest beast class, who are you?" I replied: "My name is Yang Zhiyi, and I come from Suzhou, the paradise on earth. "Let's make friends!" "Great! Welcome!" All the animals cheered, and they were happy for my arrival. I lived there for a whole summer and exchanged some of our human thoughts with them. Everyone discusses issues together, often so enthusiastically that they forget to eat or sleep.
After returning home, I always have one thought in my mind: They like me so much, I should do something for them.
Protecting nature and protecting animals is our responsibility as humans and what we should do. Now, some animals are on the verge of extinction. If we don’t lend a helping hand, they may disappear forever. The world is gone. I don’t want to just see these animals in photos! Animals are always friends of us humans. I would like to call on everyone around the world to protect animals and have the awareness to protect animals from an early age.
Every time I see this photo, I will think of this story.
Essay 6 with the title "My Good Friend"
You must not often see boys with a long, thin hair combed behind their hair, right? I have a good friend who has very, very short hair in other parts of his head, but he has such a long braid on the back of his head all year round. He likes his long braid very much. His mother tried to cut it off for him many times, but he refused to let her. Every time I see his long braids, I find it funny. Sometimes I can’t help but pull his braids when he’s not paying attention. At this time, he will be very angry, but it will be fine in a blink of an eye. This good friend of mine is a little fat, about the same height as me, but much heavier than me. Sometimes, I will deliberately provoke him, and when he gets angry, he will hit me, so I run away. When he was anxious, he would run over to chase me, but he was fat and couldn't catch up with me. I made faces for him from a distance. At this time, he stopped and stood there getting angry, so I ran back and pulled him. I smiled at him, and he was no longer angry when he looked at me. At this time, we both laughed and ran out to play hand in hand. Think about what the rest of him looks like? I think you can’t imagine it either, so let me tell you! He has a pair of thick eyebrows, eyes as big and bright as black pearls, a small and exquisite nose and a red face. He is a standard computer puzzle. His name is - Wang Haoran. He is one of my A second-grade classmate, now because the place where his family lives has been relocated, he has moved to Bailang.
One time, my father had to go to the office for duty, so I also went there at the expense of my salary. When I got there, I called Wang Haoran and invited Wang Haoran to come to the office to play on the computer. He was very excited after receiving my call and wanted to see me right away. I didn't want him to come as soon as possible. After a while, he took a car and came downstairs from his father's office. I hurried downstairs to greet them, and then we ran upstairs hand in hand and started playing on the computer. We talked while playing, and it was noon before we knew it. At noon, my father invited us to eat out and ordered sumptuous dishes. Wang Haoran was even more surprised when he saw these delicious food, and then ate with relish. Looking at him gobbling it up, everyone laughed and said: "He has a great appetite." After eating, we entered the computer kingdom again. It was getting dark, and he and I reluctantly left.
Although Wang Haoran’s family has moved away and the distance between our homes is far away, our hearts are still very close. He will always be my good friend. Essay 7 titled "My Good Friend"
I remember that my father's workplace was allocated a new house, so my family moved elsewhere. Growing up in a strange place, even though I still had my own little world at home, I was always worried about losing several buddies who wore the same pants. I didn't know any of the children in the courtyard, so I could only stand aside while they were playing. As time went by, I discovered that I wasn’t the only one standing and watching other people play. He was also watching indifferently, as if there was a barrier surrounding him, invisible and intangible, but blocking everyone out. No one knew why.
Finally, God saw that we were too lonely and arranged for us to meet each other.
I remember that one summer evening, I was sitting alone in the courtyard reading a book. I was seeing something wonderful when suddenly someone kindly patted me from behind. The blow on the shoulder told me intuitively that I should It's him. I looked back and marveled at my sixth sense. We naturally started an unexpected conversation. That day, we actually talked until midnight, if it weren't for the parents of both parties who blocked us. Maybe we'll have a long all-night talk.
Since then, we have become good friends who talk about everything and are inseparable. He said that his parents' relationship was almost on the verge of breaking up, which put a burden on him that he should not bear. He could never make good friends and became extremely introverted and didn't like to talk.
I sympathize with him. He finally made new friends, but they had to be separated again... Because there were too many things at school in those days, I didn't see him. Later, my parents told me that his parents were divorced. God, this was a heavy blow to him. When I went to see him again, his voice was hoarse from crying, his eyes were red and swollen, and his spirit was almost broken. Seeing his haggard look, I felt an indescribable sadness in my heart. The day he left, I no longer knew what sadness was, but I still endured the pain and went to see him off. Looking at the figure walking alone on the platform, my heart felt as heavy as lead.
There are countless children whose parents have divorced and have lost the care and consideration of their loved ones. How they hope their parents will consider their children’s feelings before making such a terrible decision. How unfortunate it would be if they lost the warmth of their family and their lives were forever shrouded in shadow! Parents, please don’t move again? This will only make me lose more good friends! Essay 8 titled "My Good Friend"
No matter where I am, I will think of my good friend. She is a good girl who is beautiful and sensible, and is among the best in studies!
When I was still living in this beautiful home called Narcissus Garden, she was my good friend. We were inseparable, going to school together and coming home after school together!
I still remember that time, we made an appointment to go somewhere to play together. The appointment was at seven o'clock. I was afraid of being late, so I waited at the appointed place early, but I waited and waited. , she was still nowhere to be seen. I had to go to her home to find her.
When I arrived at her home, I saw that the door was open. I could clearly see from inside that she was doing something in the study. She frowned for a while, and then laughed again. , I couldn’t figure it out, so I went in and took a look. She was sitting facing the window, and the afternoon sunlight hit her round face, making her cheeks more rosy; she held her chin with the hand holding the pen, and her bright eyes slowly moved in her wide-open eye sockets. Her plump chin is slightly tilted up, which is the familiar and beloved look of her math teachers whenever she comes up with a more clever way to solve a math problem. I looked forward and saw that she was writing a math problem. She didn't seem to know that I was coming and was still studying there. When I looked at the paper, dense numbers came into view. When she looked back, she found my Arriving, her face was a little red, she brought me a glass of water, and then smiled at me. She immersed herself in studying again. The room was quiet, and she could only hear the sound of pen writing on paper. Sometimes her eyebrows frowned tightly, forming a question mark between them; sometimes they relaxed happily, like an exclamation mark. I was touched by her thoughtfulness, and I asked her to study the problem with me, and she agreed.
After a long period of research, we finally solved this problem! She thanked me for working on the hard problem with her! She said she was sorry for me and asked me to study the problem with her for being late. I said it doesn't matter, you also made me understand that I have to study hard! It also taught me how to be careful, perseverant and patient! She smiled very sweetly, maybe because her good friend understood so much; maybe because she used this method to make up for her mistakes; maybe - "What are you thinking about?" "Nothing! Haha!"
Although I didn’t succeed that time, I got the fruit, the fruit of learning!
My studies have improved a lot since that time, and part of the credit goes to her!
I forgot to mention that her name is Xu Xinyue! My best friend, I am not going to forget you! ! ! ! Essay 9 titled "My Good Friends"
I have many good friends, but few true friends. Speaking of true friends, it must be Han Yushan!
She is very delicate, with very flowing black shiny hair, a pair of sapphire-like eyes set in her eye sockets, a high nose bridge, a small cherry-like mouth and her The face is very matching, and she also has two dimples - this is my good friend Han Yushan.
Everything that happened between me and her is firmly engraved in my memory!
That was last Saturday. Han Yushan and I heard that Nanhu Park had added a new game "Pirate Ship", so we wanted to go and play. After dinner, we set off. Walking near the police box at the Leap Tower, Han Yushan saw a child crying there, and said to me: "An Yu, look there is a child crying there. He may have been lost from his parents. Let's take him home." "Okay." I followed her finger and saw, sure enough, there was a child crying. But because I was in a hurry to ride on the "pirate ship", I said to her, "Let's leave it alone. The police will come soon." "Yes." He said and pulled her away. But after taking a few steps, she broke away from my hand, ran back, walked to the child, and asked: "Child, are you separated from your parents?" The child cried and nodded.
"Then tell me where your home is, and I will take you home." The child agreed. After arriving home, his mother saw her child back and happily took our hands and said thank you and said she would repay us for sending her son home. Han Yushan and I just said, "We are Young Pioneers, and it is our duty to help others" and left. Later, although the "Pirate Ship" closed and we didn't get on it, we were still very happy because we helped others.
Han Yushan is not only eager to help others, but also very generous.
I remember that time, I killed the flowers that Han Yushan worked so hard to raise. I felt very ashamed. I was afraid that Han Yushan would be very angry when she knew the truth, so I didn’t tell her. But I was afraid that she would come to settle accounts with me when she found out, so I avoided her after school every day. A few days later, she came to me and asked me why I had been avoiding her these days. I had no choice but to tell the whole story of the matter hesitantly. After hearing this, she not only didn't get angry, she even said to me with a smile: "You avoid me every day just because of this! It's true, you can raise a flower after it dies, but it won't work if our friendship is destroyed." You said that, right?" After hearing her words, I nodded at a loss.
This is my good friend Han Yushan who is both helpful and generous! Composition 10 titled "My Good Friend"
Looking up at the sky full of stars, a crescent moon gently sheds a silvery glow for those who are still wandering in the night.
The scene in front of me seems familiar, and the tide of memory rushes to the other side of the past...
The clouds cover the incomplete moon, and only a few rays of moonlight faintly shine through, on the sea surface turned into countless pieces of silver. I sat on the beach with my knees bent, looking at the ripples of the sea as the breeze blew by, and I had countless thoughts in my heart.
I am attached to the darkness at this moment, the dark night can hide my loneliness; I hate the darkness at this moment, the dark night makes me more lonely.
I looked at the beach where I was alone, the calm sea, and the campsite in the distance where the lights were turned off for rest. I couldn’t help feeling melancholy and sighing secretly.
Suddenly, I heard slight footsteps. I turned my head suspiciously to see who was watching the sea view late at night. I saw the figure of a girl, and I was even more surprised: Which girl would hang out in the dead of night? Looking at myself again, I understood: that girl, like me, came with the school.
I turned back and ignored the approaching footsteps until the girl stood still behind me and patted me on the shoulder.
I just discovered that the girl was with me when I was camping and she was my good friend.
"Why are you here?" I turned my back to her again. "I accidentally got up and found you weren't there, so I came out to look for you. After searching for a long time, I found you here." She sat next to me and said softly. I looked at her gratefully: "Thank you for coming out to see me. But the weather is so cold and dark, you will catch a cold. You should go back!" "What about you?" She looked at me confused. "Oh, I'm not going back yet." I shook my head, "I want to stay here for a while longer, you go back first!" "No." She shook her head firmly, "I won't go back if you don't. , I will leave only after you leave." "Why?" "Because we are friends, how can we leave our friends alone?" She replied matter-of-factly, "Hehe, I'm going too far. I want you to go back with me!" Seeing me in a daze, she simply pulled me up and dragged me back. I reacted, smiled slightly, and walked side by side with her.
The clouds deviated from the crescent moon, and the moon shed soft light. The faint brilliance lingered on me and her, warming my heart.
Now, it’s the same moonlight, the same night time, but the only difference is the heart: less loneliness, more warmth, and a grateful mood.
Thank you, my friends, for accompanying me when I was loneliest.
Thanks to my friends for comforting me when I was most sad.
Thank you to my friends for encouraging me when I was at my lowest.