One by one, my classmates wrote essays on the topic

Will you remember tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday, whether you will remember tomorrow, you who used to cry the most, the teachers can't remember, you who can't guess the problem, I also occasionally turn up the photo, only to think of you at the same table" The song "You at the Same Table" blew all over the campus full of youth, blowing my youthful heart, and also singing my memories at that time.

When I was in the third year of junior high school, the teacher put me at the same table with him, we didn't know each other at that time, standing with him, her short size was only up to my shoulders, her well-behaved little hands seemed to be afraid of the cold outside, and she was always curled up in her sleeves, and her big eyes were always.

It is a bright light that flashes with confusion, there is no lack of innocence, but she is always silent, his first impression to me: innocent, cute, silent. To be honest, he is indeed very beautiful, but God is not beautiful, and his life at the same table lasts for two.

More than a month. After another monthly exam, I was left behind, probably because of "altitude" and academic performance, while he went to the front line to fight against chalk ash. But getting along with his table mates made me feel more eager to go to school in the morning.

The expectation that I will not become confused by the distress of life, and I will no longer become bored because of a certain event. When I was young, I even had a certain affection for her, but now it has been transformed into a 'classmate friendship, friend.'

The sincere friendship of friends, as well as the nostalgia for the "same table", in this way, we spent the trivial life of the third year of junior high school with a little ignorance, a little naivety and a little misunderstanding.

The fourth year of the first month. I was fortunate enough to share with her.

was in the first class, but I was fortunate not to be at the same table with him. He was still short and knew my shoulders, but his big eyes flashed with confusion, and his innocent face became more silent, and his face became a little more worried.

sorrowful, but it adds a bit of maturity. But his indifference seemed to be rejecting people and thousands of miles away, as if no one could enter her sensitive and intelligent inner world. Let me"Out of reach"I haven't enlightened her once, but maybe.

I am not the one who can change him, but his face is still 'silent, lonely, indifferent' Seeing his face full of sorrow and confusion, how I hope he can change, how I hope she can become happy, how I hope he can no more.

Feeling lonely, how I wish he could regain my "first impression" of him

Campus life, my youth is a wonderful memory left in my memory.

You at the same table"I'm staying in the prime of my life'Heart'The best memories that cannot be erased.

My classmate, he was tall and very tall. The round goose egg face has a pair of big watery eyes, which is very exciting. Underneath his eyes is the bridge of his straight nose, which has been an "old neighbor" for ten years with that round, red mouth!

He is a very caring classmate who likes to help others. He is my classmate Liu Zedan and Oak Yu.

One day in a self-study class, I accidentally made a mistake when writing my homework, so I looked for an eraser in the pencil case, but I couldn't find it, and I started to flip through the table again, and I didn't find it for a long time. Oops, what's going on? I'm anxious like an ant on a hot pan – round and round.

At this time, I patted my head and remembered that I must have forgotten to put it in my schoolbag after finishing my homework yesterday. What can I do? This is just the first lesson of late demolition!

At this time, Liu Zeyu happened to hand in the homework book and came over, and when he saw that I was in such a hurry, he asked me with concern: "What's wrong with you, why are you so anxious?" "I helplessly :

I forgot to bring an eraser. Liu Zeyu continued: "Then you use my eraser."

As he spoke, he handed me a black eraser, and I was very grateful. After the first class, I deliberately walked over to thank Liu Zeyu: "Liu Zeyu, thank you."

But he said, "It's okay, good friend, don't be so polite." This eraser can be returned to me after school today.

I'm afraid that some students don't bring school supplies, so they bring an extra eraser and a ruler every day. ”

I didn't know Liu Zeyu very well before, but after listening to him, I knew that he was a good classmate who was helpful and helpful. I'm really happy that Nian Zao has such a good classmate.