I found out how good it is to be at the same table essay 600 words

One semester has passed, and another has come again. When I went back to school and saw my tablemate, I wanted to turn around and leave, he just couldn't stand it.

I remember it was in math class, and the teacher gave us a problem. When the teacher was talking about a certain question, suddenly my tablemate seemed to go crazy, closed the pencil case, slapped his head vigorously with his hand, and then made a strange noise, which made the classroom unpeaceful. The sound soon reached the ears of everyone in the classroom, and the people at work began to talk, and those who didn't know thought I was bullying her, which made me very embarrassed.

The teacher came over and asked him what had happened. He pouted and said, "My answer to this question is different from what you said, and I don't understand why I was wrong."

If you don't understand, just ask, come to me after class. The teacher said.

Hey, it's going to be earth-shattering even for this little thing, oh my God, it's going to be a big deal. I said.

Do you say that this is unbearable, and there are more exciting things to come.

My tablemate was in the school daycare.

This happened to me during my school daycare. That day we had a full meal and went to the lunch room. While we were all sleeping, the table went crazy and cried, waking the whole building.

The lunch break teacher walked over and asked, "What's going on, is someone bullying you?" ”

The pillow and quilt are placed over there, and if you don't have it, you just go over and get it, why are you crying, will the pillow and quilt fly over if you cry. ”

This table mate doesn't give me a peaceful life every day. ”

What I remember most is that he forgot the eggs left over from breakfast on his desk. A week passed, and the eggs began to stink. Slowly, the stench began to spread, and I had to cover my nose in class.

Another day passed, and small bugs began to crawl out of the desk, and they were discovered. Then we started to grope around where the worm crawled out to see what the worm was crawling out.

As a result, it was hard for me to accept that this was actually crawling out of my desk.

When someone else came, we told him to clean up his desk quickly. He opened the lunch box on his desk, and we also found that his lunch box had not been washed after eating something oily. Slowly, the stinky egg was discovered, and the egg actually rotted and only the shell remained.

Hey, after this incident, I was even more speechless about him. ”

If I can be at the same table with him, it must be something I owe him in my last life.

Alas! Why did the teacher let me sit at the same table with him? I heard that he turned out to be a bad student in the (e68a8462616964757a686964616f313334336237626) class!

His name is Chen, maybe he may not be that bad! Thinking of this, I stole a glance at him. He was writing something.

The long melon seed face, the slightly upturned nose, and a mouth that can speak well all feel a little annoying in my eyes. Who made him my tablemate?

Two days passed peacefully, and we got along with each other, but there was no intimacy between friends. This is the biggest headache for me, because I like to laugh so much that I don't want to be idle for a moment, but how can I laugh with him?

One day, in self-study class, I was reading a book, and he came in from outside, jumped to his seat in three steps and two steps, squeezed his eyes at me and said, "Alas! Did you know?

Last time you scored 68 in the second unit of math exam, I only scored 60 points, 8 points less than you, you are awesome! He said a lot of things like a cannonball, which attracted all the classmates in front of me to ask, and I didn't say it, but I was really happy in my heart. Watching him explain with his eyebrows fluttering, I don't think he is annoying.

At least, he still cares a little about his classmates.

One morning, I was in the classroom with nothing to do and was trying to go out and find someone to play. Suddenly, my classmates in front of me hit my book to the ground. I told him, but he ignored me and scolded me in turn, and then Chen came running.

He reasoned with the classmates in front of me, and finally, the emperor paid off, and he persuaded the classmates in front of me with his eloquent mouth, and then the classmates picked up my books and left.

Our relationship is improving day by day, and our friendship is growing day by day. Because of his helpfulness and courage, but also because of my enthusiasm and cheerfulness, diligence and studiousness. We gradually became good friends.

Laughter replaced the dull air. Although our personalities are very different, our hearts are the same.

I am reluctant to leave my table when I graduate, and I hope he will not forget my insignificant tablemate.