In daily study, work, life, we have dealt with the composition, right, composition is the transition from internal to external speech, that is, from the compressed brief, they can understand the language, to carry out, with a standardized grammatical structure, can be understood by others in the external form of language transformation. So how is the general essay written? The following is my collection of my deskmate sixth grade essay 10, for your reference and reference, I hope it can help the friends in need. He is the most tormented Gong Zhen in our class. I do not know whether it is God's arrangement or our destiny, our class transfer seat time, he is not sitting in front of me or sit behind me, or sit next to me. The most interesting thing is: a few mornings ago, the teacher just transferred to the first row of Gong Zhen, noon I followed the transfer to the first row to go, and just sit next to him, you say coincidence?
We are a pair of happy enemies, often some conflict. I remember once, I was in a bad mood, after sitting in the seat and suddenly found that the book bag is missing. Later learned from Li Jie mouth is Gong Zhen did a good thing, I immediately flew to his front, see he did not have much reaction, then punched on his table. I didn't expect my hand to be hit by the hard table board and vaguely hurt. Gong Zhen was a hothead and yelled, "What are you doing?" Yikes, what a surprise, he answered me with such a thunderous voice. This thunderous voice immediately gave me a downward spiral. But I was not to be outdone, and hit him and flew away. He chased after me in anger, and kept saying, "Look at the mountains and the seas! "With a loud bang, he pushed me and shook me with a big earthquake! He saw me sitting on the floor, looking very serious, and turned his head to run. I stood up nimbly and went to grab him with my hand, my fingers latching on to a small hole in his shirt in one fell swoop, ripping his shirt in one fell swoop. At once, both of us were dumbfounded and stopped talking! At this time, the talkative Zhao Yuqi ran over and said jokingly, "Ah, Master Fu, where did you learn this trick? Teach me!"
Gong Zhen took off his jacket and calmly said, "You go back and sew the clothes for me!" "Aiya, scared me to death, I thought I was about to lose a good friend!" Scared me to death!
In art class, I held the clothes and said to myself, "Luckily, my mom sewed clothes when I stole a couple of tricks, otherwise I really do not know what to do now!" Gong Zhen heard, with a forgiving tone, said: forget it, forget it, you don't sew my clothes, I'd better go home and let my mom sew it!"
Alas, a storm has finally calmed down. The friendship between classmates is back to the original position. See, this is my desk - Gong Zhen. Some of them are lively and cheerful, some are introverted, and some are naughty and mischievous in the life with them, we experience endless happiness, become no longer lonely and lonely, and I was fortunate enough to meet a humorous and sunny table.
My desk has a very loud name: Fang Zhenyu. Every time I see this name, I will think of him as a square person, and it is true.
The most attractive thing is not his name, but his baby-like face. He is a 1 meter 7 or so, more than 120 pounds of "strong man". Generally, people like his size will have a burnt face, but Fang Zhenyu's face is exceptionally fair, and white with a light red, not only is the color like a baby's, the texture is also very similar: when you pinch Fang Zhenyu's face with your hand, you will feel that it is touching a balloon full of water, the surface of the balloon coated with some lubricating oil, to give a person a kind of soft and smooth feeling.
Fang Zhenyu not only looks special, his character is also different from the ordinary people. If I were to use a word to describe him, I would use the word "humor" without thinking! Because he is the most joyful person I have ever met!
Once after class, I was packing up my things in my seat. Suddenly Fang Zhenyu like taking the wrong medicine, next to me shouted: "I a is a big fool", just when I want to comfort him, is not in the morning forgot to take the medicine, he shouted again: "of the same table!" I was very confused when I heard that and didn't understand what he was talking about. But after a few seconds I got upset because Fang Zhenyu's two sentences together were, "I'm a big dummy's deskmate." And I was the only one at his table, this was scolding me! But when I realized his "trick" and wanted to hit him, he ran away like a rabbit.
Fang Zhenyu, who is always in a bad mood, has another big feature besides jokes, that is, scruffy, which can be best reflected in his daily change of hairstyle.
When Fang Zhenyu arrived at school every morning, he was almost always a kind of sleepless look, and his hairstyle was like his expression, a lazy look. Some hair did not "sleep" well, only "open" the eyes, and then lie on the scalp this "big bed" refused to get up; there are some hair more diligent, has long been "Stand" well, but there is a part of the hair "get up" action is too violent, did not "stand" steady, tilted inserted in the scalp. I could tell from the shine of Fang Zhenyu's hair that he hadn't washed it for a long time! Whenever I asked, he said quietly, "I haven't washed my hair for a month." If you think his hair is like this every day, you are naive, because his messy hair is like a Transformer, it can be transformed, and every time it can be messed up in a new way, in a new way. Especially on rainy days, Fang Zhenyu can free "hot" an explosion head. Although the quality and maintenance of time is not too long, but enough for the students to appreciate.
"There was a sincere table in front of me, I did not cherish, and when I lost it I regretted it" Now because of the adjustment of the location of the reason, I and Fang Zhenyu separated, now think, really miss the time with him at the same table. He is the representative of the math class, although small, but the brain is full of wisdom. He often wear a pair of black round glasses, at first glance like Harry Potter, but he and Harry Potter is different, people are good at magic, but he is good at math, usually OU extra credit questions, in his hands are solved, IQ than Zhu Geliang, only people's fan was replaced by his pen; he is also very righteous, deep people's hearts, if she was born in the Three Kingdoms era, is definitely a heroic hero!
Why is he said to be a hero, there are two reasons, one is a smart person. He said he is smart in the score, when we are sad holding 80 points of the paper sad, but he took 100 points of the paper seriously study, although the "high place is not cold", but he is a counter-example, the results are always at the top. In the classroom, he showed his brilliance, a difficult problem, everyone's hands are armored, pondering, only to see a burst of light, Chen Zibo stood up to answer the question, only to see his pace is not slow, calm and steady up to the podium, his lips slightly moving, the sound is not big, but very lethal; hand gently do not move, although not exaggerated, but quite a general's demeanor. As soon as he finished speaking, he scanned around, to make sure that everyone understands, only then walked off the stage with his back, accompanied by everyone's reverent eyes and warm applause, but also remain calm and self-confident. Let me can not help but sigh: "Chen Zibo, good a wise star."
The second is warm-hearted. Bing Xin once said: "The corner of the wall of the Hua, lonely, the world has become smaller." When I was worried about whether Chen Zibo would also become a flower in the corner, a fact hit me back strongly. Once, I didn't understand a basic concept, and I wanted to ask the teacher about it, but I was too embarrassed to do so, so I went to ask the teacher's representative, "Chen Zibo". I was afraid that he laughed at me, but he was very serious to tell me the problem, he pointed to the title with his finger, eyebrows slightly wrinkled for a moment, then with the most concise language to give me a detailed explanation: "This question is the area of the area of the circle, we use the area of the compound to reduce the area of the circle will be completed." The statement of the concise, deep let me touch, then he also gave me a few questions like this expansion, and after he said, I originally glue-like brain, by dialing layers of confusion, hard out of a clear line of thought, the problem is not only solved, but also cite a three. This makes me more worship of him, but also makes me feel more and more, if Liu Zen replaced him, must be able to make Shu with the sun and the moon, and heaven and earth **** exist Oh!
Chen Zibo is such a person, there is Zhao Zilong's wisdom and courage, but also Qu Yuan's lofty and proud, so a generation of pride, how can not make people remember him in their hearts, into the history books, and set up a great achievement?
My deskmate sixth grade essay Part 4My deskmate is a lovely little girl, her name is Zhang Jialu. She has a melon face, a pair of small eyes look bright, the bridge of the nose is not high or short, a cherry mouth all day chatter. She has a very characteristic, that is, love to eat.
Once, we had a New Year's Day party. In the afternoon, we were all putting balloons on the blackboard and setting up the classroom. And she sat on a chair and started to unwrap the snacks we bought to eat. "Lulu, come and help." "It's okay. There are so many people, it's not as bad as me." After saying that, she picked up another bag of chips and started eating it. We finished setting up the classroom, and Lulu had pretty much eaten her snacks.
Another time we went to Wenwen's house. As soon as Jia Lulu entered Wenwen's house she pushed us all out and unlocked the door. It was a long time before she came out. What did she do just now? It turned out that she saw that there was food in Wenwen's house, so she opened it one by one and ate it. In the end, when we left, she also loaded seven or eight sausages!
I took a bag of sugar snap peas from home, and somehow she found it. She then came and begged me, "Qing, Qing, Qing, give me a sugar bean!" Alas, it was time to be eaten up again. A sugar cane, three or two minutes to eat up.
Alas! You say I have a such greedy cat desk, is it happy? Or is it sad?
My table sixth grade essay Part 5
My table is very "hot", as long as you are not careful to get her off, you will be hot `clattering tears!
Once, I accidentally got her pen off, only to see her wide eyes like a bell! Said: "You kid dare to get my things off, quickly pick up!" No! No! No! Pick it up or don't pick it up! If you have the ability to do a fight! Look at my Nine Yin White Bone Claws! She was so fast and furious! She scratched "blood" on my hand. My poor hand! The ultimate move! I yelled, "Run! She said behind me, "You can't fight me, you little brat. She's too strong!
There was another time, not very good thing she threw my book into the trash can, probably because of the last time! I was about to pick it up when she said: come back, give me back! I'm not sure what happened last time! Suddenly, "felt a chill in my back" - she was taking a step towards me! I was about to run, when she used instant transfer and appeared in front of me! Where are you going? Let's have some fun! In a few minutes she had me ko'd
That's my spicy deskmate! I'm going to go and hide, but don't tell her I'm here!
My deskmate sixth grade essay Part 6She has a pair of big eyes, such as black gems like crystal, and as clear and transparent as spring water, a pair of curved crescent eyebrows, melon face, long hair, cherry-like mouth, a pair of small dimples embedded in the face, a smile will show, lovely, she is my deskmate --- Fan Feng.
Mention her, I want to say things really three days and three nights can not be said, there are pleasant, troublesome, sad ......
I remember once in physical education class, the teacher took us to climb the mountain, in the mountain road I jumped, like a happy bunny. But just when I was walking happily, I did not expect to step on a piece of loose soil, the result fell into the field under the mountain, legs and hands are skinned, blood flow, pain wow cry. When my classmates saw me fall down the hill, they rushed down the hill, helped me up, and patted the dirt off my body. At this time, Fan Feng bent down, kneeling on the ground, and used her mouth to suck off the bruises on my wound, which hurt me so much that I cried again. She said, "Bear with me, if the bruise on the wound is not cleaned up, it will get infected and pus, then it will hurt even more, I'll wrap it for you first." Said, she then pulled out a white handkerchief from her pocket, ready to help me bandage, I fixed my eyes, this handkerchief is her sister just gave her, how can I wipe the blood? I quickly grabbed her hand and said: "Fan Feng, do not use this to wipe, this is your sister gave you ah! How can ......" "It's okay, your leg is injured, I use it to help you bandage is not a very good use? Besides, our friendship is not more important than this handkerchief?" I was moved and did not know what to say, so I let her use the handkerchief to help me bandage. When I got home, I took off the handkerchief and washed it several times, but I couldn't get the blood off. The next day when I got to school, I said to Fanfeng, "I'm sorry, I can't get the blood clean, I'll buy you a new one, right?" "It's okay, isn't our friendship as important as this handkerchief?" She repeated the words again, and her careless words will be forever imprinted in my heart.
"Is our friendship not as important as this handkerchief?" Yes! What else in the world is more important than friendship except a mother's love? May my friendship with Fanfeng last forever!
My deskmate sixth grade essay Part 7
Colorful six years of elementary school life is about to pass, in these six years, there are many desks, I feel happy with them, but she - Chen Mengxuan, I can hardly forget.
She, a medium-sized, big eyes, curved eyebrows, straight nose, clever little mouth, smile and two charming dimples, but also a braid. She studied very well, there is a heart of gold.
I remember one day in the morning reading, Xiaoyan students suddenly vomited, she gasped, her face red, filth all over the place, the classroom, a nasty smell called disgusting. Some students covered their noses with their hands, some picked up their books and fanned themselves, at this time, only to see Meng Xuan rose from her seat without saying a word, walked to the side of Xiaoyan, took out his own piece of white handkerchief, one side gently patted Xiaoyan's back, one side of the mouth to her to wipe clean the spoils, and said softly: "I will help you to go to the health room."
Another time in math class, I ran out of pens, and I borrowed one from Zhang Chen Chen, who said she didn't have any more, and Tan Dudu saw it, lent me his pen, and said with a smile, "I still have it here!" But when it came to handing in his homework, I secretly looked at his homework, all written in ballpoint pen, suddenly my eyes moist.
There are many other things like this.
The most touching, the most unforgettable, the most profound in my memory is today, because today I have a bad cold, shivering, did not go to school. At 4:30 p.m., I estimated that my classmates should be home, and was planning to call who to ask for homework? I was hesitating. Suddenly, the phone rang, "ding ding ding, ding ding ding ......". I rushed to answer the phone, even running off one of my slippers. "Hello, hello, Zhi Hong home?" Listening to the voice, it turned out to be my classmate Chen Mengxuan. She asked delicately, "Why didn't you come to school today?" I answered him. Then she told me word for word about the homework my teacher had left me today, and before I could finish writing, the phone sang. I asked, "Chen Mengxuan, you're quite happy and singing!" She hemmed and hawed, and I sincerely said, "Thank you! My good tablemate!"
My deskmate sixth grade essay Part 8In front of me, the rain is majestic. The first time I saw the car, I saw the car, I saw the car, I saw the car, I saw the car, I saw the car. And at this moment, I am frankly standing under the tree, did not care gradually wet clothes, because I know, he will come.
Memories gradually unfold with the sound of rain. When I first met Musa, he was 14 years old, Uyghur, he has the trademark high nose and deep eyes, black and thick eyebrows have a unique flavor of the Western region. When he was happy, he would always raise his eyebrows gently, showing a very mischievous look, and then let out a bright laugh. The first time I met him was at the beginning of a new semester, and we naturally became deskmates. His eyebrows were gently raised, "Hello, my name is Musa", "Well, hello, I am Xin"
Someone once said that behind every sincere friendship there must be a memory of a time when the heart was broken. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do that, but I'm sure you're going to be able to do it. And Musa is letting me see that from the minority most sincere, the most touching emotion. I remember that at that time I especially love to play ping-pong, and Musa is a good ping-pong player, every time after school, we will always be in the ping-pong hall, "300 rounds of war". I remember that day, just as we played soundly when the ping-pong ball rubbed the edge of the table flying out of the table, I rushed to pick up the ball, who knew that my feet slipped, and then lost their center of gravity, in the fall, hands instinctively blocked in front of the body, and then a pain in the left arm Moussa dropped the paddle, immediately ran towards me, while gently lifting me up, and then asked: "How is it? Is it alright?" , that panicked expression seemed to be more nervous than me. After I informed my parents, Musa held me up and carefully walked towards the school entrance.
From the ballroom to the school entrance more than a hundred meters away, his hands are always careful to support my left arm, which makes him have to walk sideways, bean beads of sweat from his forehead constantly rolling down, across the face, but he never wiped the meaning of the eyes nervous look at the road ahead, and look at my left arm. Musa sent me to the door of the school, and helped my parents to help me into the car, through the window, he is still nervous frowning, the afterglow on his red face, baked this from a Uyghur teenager to treat Han Chinese friends the most sincere feelings. Although we have different appearances, but are tied to the roots of the Chinese people. We have 55 different names, but always the national unity of the family.
In front of me, it's still raining, but the memories are so warm that I can't help but feel warmth in my heart, and now I can't meet with Musa every day. But since today we meet again to play here, although the sky is not coincidental rain, I also know that you will come.
In the distance, a teenager is running dashingly, the corners of his eyebrows gently raised.
My deskmate sixth grade essay Part 9
Someone said, "Friends are the greatest wealth in a person's life, the more friends you have, then the richer you are." I don't remember who said this, but I have learned a lot from it. Today I want to introduce you to one of my many good friends - Shuang Shuang.
She is not tall, a little thin, but healthy. She wears her long black hair in a ponytail, and the silky strands of her hair look even more ethereal when she walks. Nestled under her willow-like eyebrows were a pair of big, watery, bright eyes that seemed to show how smart she was. The most distinctive thing about her was her smile. She doesn't love to smile, but her smile is so sweet and infectious that people will unknowingly curve their mouths even when they look at her. She is very quiet. When she eats, she always eats in small bites, unlike Huihui, who even jumps around when she eats. Also, she doesn't open her teeth and claws when she plays like me, she always cooperates with the others on the side. So, our whole class is willing to play with her.
She is not only a lovely person, but her academic performance is even more enviable. What I admire most about ShuangShuang is her study. Whether it is a big test or a small test, always take the first. This is not, this year in the township's top students competition and achieved first place. You may ask: "Why does she study so well?" At first I wondered too. So I watched her carefully for a while, and finally I found her "magic weapon". She listens very carefully in class and takes notes while listening. After class, most of the students are out of the finished, but she is in the class of the few poor students lecture. I asked her, "Don't you think you're delaying your time?" She smiled sweetly and said, "I feel like I'm exercising myself." The expression on her face became serious and she said, "Besides, I have plenty of time to study after school. But who do they ask at home? By doing this, I'm not only helping the teacher reduce her burden, but also fulfilling them, and exercising myself, isn't this three birds with one stone." After saying that, she smiled sweetly again. That was when I was hooked on her smile.
Not many people appreciated what she did, but her cleverness was noticed by the whole class. I remember one time, our math teacher came up with an OU question, which deserved to be called an OU question, and really put us in a difficult position. Everyone was racking their brains, and Shuangshuang was no exception. I saw ShuangShuang frowning, seriously read that question over and over again, and then a smile appeared on her face, she did it. At this point I was not thinking at all. The teacher asked her to come to the board and explain the question. Her language was simple and clear, which made it clear to me. And then look at other students, a face of deep thinking and difficult suddenly changed to surprise and envy.
Shuangshuang is such a surface quiet, inner hot, smart girl. I am proud to have such a table friend.
My deskmate sixth grade essay Part 10
A white face, the bridge of the nose hangs a black-framed glasses. It looks quite a bit of intellectual flavor! You do not see him look quite clean, like a weak scholar, but the classroom is active everywhere in his figure.
He is my deskmate Chen Zhiyang!
He could never stop quietly to do his homework. Because of this, he became one of our teacher's biggest headaches. Why is he the biggest headache? It wasn't that he got bad grades, but because he could never be quiet!
Look!
Look! The bell has just rung, and he started to make a fuss! He tapped the shoulder of the student next to him, talking about irrelevant topics with him, and sometimes even laughing. I was distracted by the noise next to him and gave the student he was talking to a wink. The student seemed to understand what I meant and stopped paying attention to him. Chen Zhiyang, he is good, see no one to talk to him, then began to amuse himself. He patted his classmates' shoulders, pushed their backs, and poked the backs of their heads with pencils. I saw him play happily, then asked him: "Chen Zhiyang, your math homework finished?" "Ah ...... not yet." He seemed a little embarrassed and scratched his head. "Then don't hurry up and do it!" "Aigoo, I ...... I have to pee!" Said he also looked at me pitifully, as if I was some ten evil big bad guy. I waved my hand to him somewhat breathlessly, and he? He took a quick step and dashed out of the classroom. I looked in the direction he ran away and couldn't help but sigh, "Ugh, he's really had enough too." Then I looked at his figure again and suddenly felt that something was wrong, "Ugh, wait! He's running, not in the direction of the restroom, right!" I ran out of the classroom faster than a 50 meter run, pulled him by the collar, and dragged him back to the classroom. But then again, I really admired him: it was amazing that he could pull off so many tricks in this short ten minutes of class time!
Because of his antics, he has the honor of being the ADHD patient in our group. Of course, he is not only a person to make some headaches "ADHD patients", he is also a can make people laugh "king of funny"! I remember one time, his pen ran out of ink. In order to save time, also in order not to waste time, he hastily pulled out the pen, but did not expect to throw a hand of ink. He could only hang his hands, but he looked like a jumping kangaroo, which was really funny! When the people around him saw his funny face, they laughed heartily. Even he himself cried and laughed and looked at his hands, saying, "Bad luck, really bad luck!"
Look! My deskmate Chen Zhi Soaring classmate interesting, right!