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Comrade, write it yourself, don't plagiarize.
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Spring, the purest and most true time into our hearts, what is love, what is love, I keep asking myself, a scene of moving in front of me.
The autumn breeze was cool, the leaves on the campus were covered in gold, and it was the first day of the new semester for my sixth grade. Everything around me became so unfamiliar, and I felt uneasy. I had to transfer from the Affiliated Primary School to Hongqiao Experimental Primary School, and to be honest, I didn't want to transfer to a new school, but because the Affiliated Primary School was going to move to a new campus, it was too far away from my home.
So I had to leave the Spike Oak digging friends who had been studying and living together for nearly five years. When I think about this, my heart sinks.
Just after 7 o'clock that day, my father and I arrived at the school auditorium early as announced. The auditorium is beautifully decorated, with rows of brightly colored and neat tables and chairs, and shiny wooden floors without a trace of dust. It made me happy, but I was still a little uneasy.
The auditorium was already full of parents and students, and I guess it was surrounded by unfamiliar faces. I didn't know anyone, so my mother led me to the last row. "Welcome to the experiment!
The principal's enthusiastic opening remarks were like a warm breeze coming towards me, and I felt a feeling in my heart that I had never felt before, and the applause filled the entire auditorium, and the restrained atmosphere just now immediately became lively. As soon as the principal's welcome speech ended, a slightly chubby middle-aged male teacher, with a smile on his face, walked towards me and stretched out his hand to me"Welcome, Xi Ruhuan classmates, welcome to the sixth year of the experiment"Holding the teacher's hand, my heart was so excited that I was about to jump out with a rabbit in my arms.
Because it was so unexpected, I had never shaken hands with my teacher like this, and I was so pleasantly surprised that my nervous heart was thrown into the Pacific Ocean.
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Some time ago, Xiao Yueyue's incident called on people in the society to be more loving. Socially responsible to do the theme,
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It's about caring for each other.
To care is to care and love, and it is everywhere around us. Each of us needs love, and love is indispensable in life, and others give us love, so we should care for others, so that the world will be full of love!
When I was in kindergarten, there was a child in my class who was born in the countryside, maybe because he was born in the countryside, he had to drink cold water and eat some raw. Just because he has this habit, the children in our class ignore him, including me, and even avoid him when eating.
But because of one thing, I changed my opinion of him. It was winter noon, the children were asleep, and the caregiver was yawning. I was naturally in good spirits, so I couldn't sleep, so I sneaked out with a large group of children and was discovered by another teacher after a while.
The teacher punished us to stand outside for 10 minutes. That day, I was wearing a bit thin. After a while, my head hurt a little and I felt very cold and like I had a fever.
He helped me to talk to the teacher, and accompanied me to see a doctor, until I was completely **, and he was relieved. Since then, we have become inseparable friends.
Later, because my mom and dad were busy, he and I were sent to kindergarten by his grandfather. Because we're so naughty, we run and make trouble. When I was about to cross the street to school, he ran in front in a panic, and I chased after him as fast as I could, and I fell.
I hurriedly ran over to take a look, and saw that a lot of blood was oozing from his legs. I hurriedly picked him up on my back, trying to carry him across the street for his grandfather to see. But my strength was too small, and I was tired and out of breath after just a few steps on my back.
In the end, I used all my strength to carry him across the road. Later, together with his grandfather, I took him to the clinic and put on his medicine. After school in the afternoon, his grandfather happened to have an accident, so I had to carry him back to my house, which was very close to kindergarten at that time.
Mom and Dad sent him home. I haven't seen him since.
Although he is gone, I have never forgotten him, when I was in the second grade, I heard the teacher talk about him, he was across the street from our class, and since then, we have become good buddies again.
Give roses to others, leave a lingering fragrance in your hands", life because of mutual care.
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On the topic of love, there is great love in the world, love for mothers, love for classmates, and so on.
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1.Friendship in the exam.
She is full of vigor and vigor, and has the same personality, the same hobbies, and the same aesthetic ...... as meWe are very fateful, we sit together at the beginning of school, we are good "dead friends", but also "competitors".
One day, the same table bought a new "black and white pig" ruler, at that time.
"Black and white pig" is so popular, it can be seen that this ruler is expensive, looking at the way she loves it, she is also envious. But at this moment, the math teacher announced the news that the next unit exam required all pencils and rulers to draw drawings. I suddenly found that I forgot to bring the ruler, it was really five thunderbolts, I hurriedly borrowed it from the classmates around me, and the classmates were either borrowed by others, or only one was borrowed.
How could I have forgotten it? What to do! Mom, where are you, bring it to me!
Sun Dasheng, you will appear soon, pull a hair and help me change it......What to do! I'm really anxious, how could I not bring it? It's really called every day, and the earth is not spiritual, and this exam is over.
She hesitated for a moment, didn't know what she wanted to do, only heard a "boom", followed the sound and looked, the beautiful ruler was folded in half, I looked at her with stunned eyes, but she replied to me with a smile on her face, and handed me half of the ruler: "Let's go, the teacher is in, don't be merciful, we are competitors." "I clutched the half of the ruler and went upstairs (the teacher prevented cheating among classmates, and took the exam upstairs and downstairs).
The exam began, the paper was sent down, I concentrated on doing each question, until the drawing problem, I picked up the half of the ruler, carefully observed it, there was only a black pig left on the ruler, the other half must be the white pig! It's all broken, it's still so exquisite. Yikes!
Time is running out, you have to concentrate on the exam, today's test questions seem to be particularly smooth, this half of the ruler is very handy.
When the exam was over, I went back to my seat and wanted to give the ruler back to my tablemate, but then I thought about telling her, "Give me that half!" This is a testimony to our friendship!
She nodded. A few days passed, the math test paper was corrected, and we waited for the score, which was also "one point high", but we didn't expect the result to be: the score was the same.
We looked at each other and smiled, and it seemed that the friendship between friends had "manifested".
Perhaps, for her, it is just a ruler.
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If the world is a hut, love is a window in the hut; If the world is a ship, then love is a light on the vast sea. It is a beautiful pleasure to be cared for, and it is a kind of caring for others.
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