Write an essay on the person by the facts, and an essay on the people by the facts.

I have a classmate named Wang Shanpan because of his name and"Abacus"homonym, plus he has to calculate for a long time no matter what he does, so everyone calls him"Wang abacus".Wang Shanpan has an angular head, and two black eyes are jumping around in the frame, always turning around, which makes people feel that he is very smart at a glance. He cut his head once a semester, and he was reluctant to take off his clothes as soon as he wore them.

I asked him:"Shanpan, don't you feel uncomfortable for so long without taking care of your head and not changing your clothes? "He laughed at the fact that you go to the hair salon twice in three days, and going to the laundry is a waste of time, energy, and money.

I said in my heart that this would be a calculation, and it was really a calculation. "Wang abacus"There's a habit of digitizing things for the day. Every day after school, he always counts the books in his schoolbag and lights the stationery in the stationery box, until he is sure that everything in his schoolbag is exactly the same as the amount he brought to school.

Once, as soon as we both walked out of the school gate, he suddenly shouted, "Oh no, I have left something in the classroom" and I asked, "You have counted hundreds of times, why did you still leave something behind?"

Before I could finish speaking, he ran to the classroom as fast as he could, and after waiting for a while, he ran over panting, and said to me happily: "I finally found a half-cut refill, but I can also write an essay." Since his things have a strict number, it is very difficult for others to lend them This summer, I went with "Wang Abacus" to participate in the primary school language competition organized by Jiang'an After entering, I opened the pencil case and looked at it, and I was surprised, I forgot the eraser at home I secretly warned myself in my heart, Don't make a mistake Who knows the more afraid of making mistakes, I wrote four words wrong in less than two minutes I had to ask the "abacus" for help, he reluctantly lent me the eraser, didn't even answer the question, stared at his eraser Every time I wiped it, he repeatedly said: "Use less" Finally, he couldn't help it, snatched the eraser away, and said angrily

I have used it ten times if you use it once, and I don't borrow it "Look, the "abacus" is stingy enough I scored 95 points in the final exam this year, but Wang Shanpan scored 100 points I asked the teacher unconvinced, and the teacher said: "Look at Wang Shanpan, there is no trace of smearing, and you are almost painted into a map "I suddenly understood: What a Wang Shanpan, I really calculated a 100 points.

In the past, whenever I saw a cleaner picking up garbage on the side of the road, I would always pinch my nose and go around him. But through that incident, I was impressed with him. It was a cloudy summer, and in an instant, the rain of beans fell from the sky like pearls with broken threads.

Since I didn't have rain gear, I had to run towards home. On the way, I saw the old man who had lived more than 70 years to sweep the road in spring and autumn. There was never a smile on his bronzed face.

Maybe it's taking responsibility for your work! He didn't grab the rain gear, so he braved the rain to chase the plastic bag that was blown away by the wind. I just stared blankly at him from the side of the road.

The wind stopped, and he bent down with difficulty to grab the plastic bag. The wind seemed to be teasing him, and blew the bag up again. The old man tapped his hand on his back again, stood up with difficulty, and grabbed the scraped bag again.

It was raining harder, and I didn't know if I was shedding tears or rain. The old man was still desperately trying to grab the naughty plastic bag. Maybe the wind moved it, and it stopped.

He was soaking wet, and he was struggling to make his way to the pavilion, and he looked even older. Several times he almost fell. Exhausted, he finally fainted to the ground, and the plastic bag flew into the sky.

I quickly ran over and picked up the old man. The rain fell heavier, and my tears flowed again. It was on that rainy day that the old man was gone.

But, it was on that rainy day that I understood him. Whenever I walked on that part of the road, I always seemed to see the figure of the old man, and every time, I ran to ...... with tears in my eyes

Helpful. Just like the seven-colored glass reflects the colorful sunlight, each of us has different advantages. Some students are talented and intelligent, and they are among the best in their studies; Some students are ingenious and versatile; And me? I couldn't have been more helpful.

One day a year ago, I came home from school. As I was hurrying to my way, I suddenly noticed a gray-haired old woman with a wrinkled face in front of me. Isn't this Grandma Yang from Building 13?

She struggled to carry a large basket of vegetables, and walked with great difficulty, and her waist was about to bend down. She was sweating profusely. I think:

Grandma is so tired, I'll go help! However, if I help Grandma Yang carry the food, I will have a lot of homework to do tonight when I get home. What to do?

I saw Grandma Yang walking and stopping. I was determined to help Grandma Yang.

So, I took three steps and made two steps, ran to Grandma Yang's side, and said, "Grandma Yang stopped reading the book, you carry such a heavy dish, there is still a long way to get home, let me help you carry the dish!" After hearing this, Grandma Yang said to me gently

Jiajia, thank you, you are so kind. It's getting dark, so you better go home, mom is waiting for you. "It's okay, let me bring it back for you!"

So, while helping Grandma Yang, I took the vegetable basket and walked. After a while, I felt my arms start to ache and my feet felt like they were filled with lead. I really wanted to put down the food basket and rest for a while, but in order not to worry Grandma Yang, I pretended to be relaxed and continued to walk.

More than ten minutes later, I carried the vegetable basket and finally sent Grandma Yang home. Grandma Yang said repeatedly, "Thank you, Jiajia." ”

It was already dark on the way home, but my heart was as sweet as sugar.

I am such a helpful child. I am willing to continue to help those in need and let our lives be full of colorful sunshine!