About sweeping my friend essay

Today is Sunday, Mom and Dad are not at home, I accidentally found that the floor is clean with confetti, dust, people want to vomit, I think: Mom and Dad are not at home today, let me sweep the floor!

I picked up the broom and went to the balcony, bent down, and slowly swept it up, and after a while, the balcony was clean. I put the garbage up again, pushed it forward, and then I went to the living room again, and I continued to sweep it, and after sweeping the living room, there wasn't much space in the house, and then I came to check it. I was checking in the living room, and suddenly I remembered that every time my mother swept the floor, she had to sweep under the sofa, and I quickly bent down again, squatting on the ground, holding a broom handle in my hand to pick up the garbage out, and the naughty little confetti seemed to be against me, so I hid inside and didn't come out.

I had to lie on the ground, stretch my neck and reach for it, and the little confetti finally came out from under the sofa reluctantly, and I will go under the air conditioner to take a look! I was startled when I saw it, it turned out that there was a sticker on the ground, I hurriedly reached out and picked it up hard, and the effort paid off, and I finally pulled it off.

This time the sweeping was very clean, and I am also very satisfied. I really don't know if I don't sweep, I can't jump down! It turns out that sweeping the floor is not easy!

My name is Wei Ming, and I am a student in the fifth year class. People call me "bold" because I dare to do anything, but recently I am going to be on duty, although I am not afraid of Zheng Min in the sky, I am not afraid of the ground, but I am afraid of one - sweeping the floor and shouting Bi Zhi.

I don't want to work, but I want to be praised, what do you think I should do?

Suddenly, I thought of a clever plan: let the model health worker in our class do the duty for me! I walked over to the blackboard and looked, haha!

Great, it's Li Dong this week, although he likes to help others, but he loves money a little. I directly took the money and asked him to help me do the duty, but what about my ** money? I fumbled into both trouser pockets.

There is money! That's great! It's great to be able to avoid being on duty and help the class get a mobile red flag, the best of both worlds, and I'm so smart.

Li Dong is a skinny boy in the class, just like me, is he afraid to disobey orders? So I went to find Li Dong.

Li Dong, I want to discuss something with you. I'll give you 5 yuan, can you sweep the floor for me? But don't tell anyone. As soon as Li Dong heard the money, he immediately smiled, and readily agreed to me, and after I called the money to him, I left the classroom happily.

Sure enough, our class got the mobile red flag this week, and what surprised me was that I actually got the little red flower of the health mobile red flag this week, it seems that my 5 yuan has no flowers, and won a great honor for me, which is really good. However, something I didn't expect finally happened on this day.

The teacher called me to the office and said to me fiercely, "Are you going to give Li Dong money and ask him to do the duty for you?" "I think:

How could the teacher know about this? "You don't have to think about it, your classmates are suspicious of you, I deliberately asked my classmates to investigate, and finally while you were away, I asked Li Dong to tell what happened. Tomorrow you have to admit your mistakes and do self-examination in front of the whole class.

The next day, the teacher asked me to admit my mistake in front of the whole class, and I heard many of my classmates' condemnations, and suddenly realized my mistake and lowered my head in shame.

It's raining again, I remember, when it rained last year, I asked you, is it okay to write an article for you?

You laugh, smile and say, okay, I really hope to see yourself in Yan Yan's article.

And then, no, there was no later, only the past and the present.

When the rain fell again, the time had crossed a year, and I was a stranger to you, looking at the rain outside the window, thinking of me and you, who were so familiar but so far away.

It turned out that there was only a long rain season between the past and the present.

Learn to be strong.

It's just that I'm not strong at all. I thought that after going through an autumn, I would be much stronger, but when I stood in the winter and saw the dead branches all over the street, I always inadvertently thought of the same rainy winter, the same withered yellow street and myself walking in the winter rain. Suddenly, I didn't understand, why, people, always have to go to memories?

Are you afraid to face the present and look forward to the future?

You have to learn to be strong, but I have never been able to learn, the face in your eyes was full of confidence, and now, just the current face, I have not learned to be strong and is no longer full of self-confidence at the beginning.

How did it come to this? Did I forget you or did I forget myself?

It doesn't matter what others think, what matters is how you see it.

So, am I overthinking it myself? Or am I not seeing myself clearly?

It rained again, and after a few days of overcast, it rained, and the mood began to lose season:

Familiar scenery, familiar people, familiar things, and now they have all become "once".

Today, walking through here, I am just a passerby, just a passerby.

I stretched out my hand, but the dust on my hand was brushed off, and I smiled and turned to leave.

The rainy winter should not come to look for memories, just like when I stubbornly left: the originally clear dusk suddenly began to rain.

By the time I turned to leave, I was destined for dust to fall on it, right?

Today, after the four numbers were pressed, the door actually opened, I stretched out my hand, but on the painting next to the door brushed off a hand of dust, I turned to leave, looking at the open door, I could only turn away, only to turn away, and the door behind me also slowly closed, closed also about my memory of 2010, about an unfinished autumn and the autumn suddenly drifting in the evening rain.

It's just that after that rain, there was less rain in the sky, and the rain became autumn in my eyes.

After a full autumn, I walked to the rainy winter, just like last year, it was another rainy winter, but, I don't know, in such a cold winter with the same rain, should I look forward to a sunny day with my heart, and will I see myself clearly in the memory of the rain? And then to find a little bit of self-confidence?

There are many things that I don't remember anymore, but there is one thing that is so clear in my mind.

One Thursday when I was in the fourth grade, it was almost time for school to end in the evening, and our homeroom teacher, Ms. Zhou, walked into the classroom. After the assignment, the teacher arranged for me and a few other students to sweep the classroom and asked me to take care of it.

I thought to myself: just scan a few times, no one will see it anyway, and I want to meet and play!

The other students were holding the broom and sweeping seriously, but I picked up the broom and swept it, and the place where the other students swept was dirty again, and it was getting dirtier and dirtier. I finished sweeping it in two clicks, and I said to them, "All right, we can go home, let's go!"

But someone stopped me and said, "Peng Jiahui, we haven't cleaned it yet." I said

It's okay, you can rest assured" So, I picked up my schoolbag and ran home like a smoke.

The next morning, when the students came to the classroom, they found it messy and said, "Who swept the floor yesterday?" The windows were not closed, the tables were not neatly arranged, and the class was deducted points.

As soon as the words fell, the head teacher, Mr. Zhou, came, and the students reported the situation to the teacher. Teacher Zhou said: "Peng Jiahui, you were not responsible yesterday, today, you have to learn to sweep once."

Time flies, and it's time to get out of school in the blink of an eye. Teacher Zhou also stayed and taught us to sweep the floor again, and she said to us kindly: "To sweep the floor, you should sprinkle water first, and then carefully sweep from the front to the back one by one, and close the windows and arrange the desks neatly."

We do it carefully and carefully according to the method taught by Teacher Zhou. It didn't take long for one to be both clean and tidy. The "wow" was incredible, and it only took ten minutes for the classroom to become so beautiful.

Since then, I've never been sloppy in anything I do.

After school, most of the people lined up neatly and left the school, leaving behind a messy classroom. So, our group of students on duty began to take action.

On Sunday, I saw my mother sweeping the floor and said, "Mom, I'm going to sweep the floor too, teach me!" Mom said

Go play! I can't teach you either. "I was not reconciled, so I repeatedly begged my mother to let me sweep the floor.

Mom said, "All right! All right!

I'll just teach you. "I am very happy. My mother taught me to sweep the dirty things together with a broom, then sweep the garbage into the pinch with a broom, and finally pour the contents of the pinch into the stove.

I studied for an hour and thirty minutes, and finally learned how to sweep the floor. That's great! I want Daddy to take a look.

In the evening, after we finished eating, after a while, I quickly swept the floor to show my father. My father complimented me on saying, "My daughter is so capable!"

I couldn't be happier. I learned how to sweep the floor, so I don't have to do it with my mother in the future, so I will do a little less housework for my mother. Kids, do you sweep the floor?

If you can, hurry up and sweep it! If you can't, let your dad and mom teach. Learning to sweep the floor can not only exercise your hands-on ability, but also help your mother reduce the burden of housework.

What a good thing!