There are many people coming and going around us. Are there any that leave a deep impression on you? Below is the essay I compiled about her around me. Let’s take a look~ Chapter 1: Her around me

I have a good friend and I always have a good relationship with her. Why? Because he has a good personality and treats people well.

She is very fat and wears a ponytail. She always likes to smile with her mouth wide open and her eyes narrowed. Her smile is also contagious to everyone and makes everyone laugh together.

Sometimes, she is very lively. After class, she would often tell some jokes to make everyone laugh. During physical education class, even though she is very fat, she will still run and play ball seriously. In fact, she loves sports more than some people with good figures! Every time she ran, she would always turn her hands into two little balls, panting and out of breath, but she still kept on trotting. Although his sports scores in the class are not good every time, if you look carefully, you will find that his sports scores are getting better every time! She is also very enthusiastic at ordinary times. If others need anything, she will definitely help as long as she can complete it. "Qin, I can't solve this question, please teach me!" "No problem!" "Qin, I don't have a pencil with me, borrow one!" "Okay!" "Qin, Qin..." "Here it comes!" She is considered a little helper to her classmates! Always helpful.

However, when she read, she was very quiet. Whenever she reads, she always holds the book in one hand and puts her head on the head with the other. Even her usually small eyes seem to grow bigger when she is reading, and her eyes are focused on the book. If someone bothers her at this time, she will be a little angry! So, never disturb her when she is reading!

Look, this is my good partner, a fat, lively, loving learning, eager to help, and happy to help others. If you know her, you will love her! Although she is fat, she is cute; although she is fat, she is not as reluctant to move as others; although she is fat, she does not feel inferior, but is helpful, cheerful and generous. What a good and worthy partner this is! Chapter 2: She beside me

She is my classmate in elementary school. She stands out among the crowd because her skin is very dark. She is not tall and a little fat. She wears a pair of glasses on her nose all year round, which adds some elegance to her lively face. Usually, after school, we always go home together.

Although she is a girl, she is usually like a tomboy, carefree, and brothers with boys. Everyone likes to be friends with her because she is loyal.

I remember one time, we went home together, talking and laughing all the way. When we reached the zebra crossing, suddenly there was an "ah" sound in our ears, and a bicycle accidentally knocked down a low-income person. The girl in the first grade was very irresponsible. She was swaying and trying to run away on her bicycle. She, who was still helping me to support my little sister, ran up to him and shouted: "Stop, stop." She held on to the man's car tightly and said that you can't leave until the matter is cleared up. Fortunately, the little sister is fine. She scolded the cyclist before letting him go. While I was nervous, I thought to myself, if she hadn't been there, I don't know what I would have done. I greatly admire her bravery and resourcefulness.

She may seem to be righteous and carefree, but she actually has a quiet side and is very clever.

I remember there was a labor class where we learned to make clothes for small dolls. This was a delicate job. The most difficult part was threading, with tiny needles and tiny holes. A girl tilted her head, unable to do anything. I turned around and looked at her behind me, Oh my God! My hands flexibly sewed up and down one stitch at a time, and I was extremely envious. I hurriedly asked her to help me thread the needle. She held the needle in one hand, then gently rubbed the thread with her hand, found the correct hole, and threaded it in at once. I was stunned. She...she's so good. The hands are more skillful than those of us so-called ladies. I watched her carefully. She was concentrating on making beautiful clothes for the doll. She looked like a housewife.

Time flies, and soon we were admitted to two schools. On the way out of class, she was no longer around, but her bravery was always with me. Chapter 3: Composition of Her Around Me

She is the quietest girl in our class. She writes well and her classmates like her very much. Not only that, she also likes to help others very much, so her classmates gave her the nickname "Good Old Man".

I remember one time I got out of school very late and it was raining heavily outside. Drops of raindrops fell on the eaves, which was annoying to hear. Finally, the teacher ended the get out of class. The students picked up their packed schoolbags and ran outside the school gate as if they were running for their lives. It happened that I was on duty with her that day, thinking that it would be very late to get home today, and I felt a little bit complaining, so I sat by the window alone in a daze. When I came to my senses, I found that there were only two of us left in the classroom. I was a little confused about the situation, so I asked her: "Where are the other students on duty? Aren't they all gone?" She nodded with a smile and said: "Yes, they said they had something to do at home and asked us to help them. On duty." The unknown anger in my heart arose, and I shouted to her involuntarily: "What are you doing on your own? It's just the two of us on duty. Aren't you going to let me go back?" She didn't listen to me at all. After making unreasonable accusations, his face became a little pale, his lips pursed tightly, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a stiff smile. His voice was trembling and he said, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. If you have something to do, just leave first. It's worth it." I can do the day's work alone." Seeing the apology on her face, I couldn't help but feel regretful for what I had just said and done. I turned around and picked up the broom lying on the ground and said awkwardly, "Hurry up. If you delay my return home, I won't let you go." After saying that, I secretly turned to look at her, and when I saw her knowing smile, I also secretly smiled.

Not only is she helpful, but she is also a top student.

Once in a Chinese class, the teacher read her weekly diary as a model essay to the whole class. The teacher said that her article was very vivid and the materials were well selected, and she wanted us to learn from it. After class, the classmates gathered around her table, rushing to read her composition. She generously took out her notebook, looked at us, and smiled.

Kindness is the dewdrops on the leaves. Although it is not big, it can nourish a flower and make it bloom beautifully. Kindness is a bridge of heart. Although it is not wide, it can connect people for a long time. Strangeness and expectation.

Thank you for being around her! Chapter 4: He beside me

With his dark face and bearded chin... When I saw this title, among all the various characters, I somehow thought of him.

He is a shoemaker. He will set up a stall in the corner outside the residential building early every morning, take out his scissors, needlework and other treasures and place them one by one, and then start a new business. All in one day's work.

He has a pair of skillful hands. Although the hands are rough and huge, no matter how damaged the shoes are, they will be brand new after a while.

Once, when I passed by there after school, I saw my neighbor, Aunt Wang, holding a pair of leather shoes. She stood in front of the stall and said to the shoemaker, "Do you think these shoes can be mended? If not, forget it!" While showing the pair of shoes, I saw a cut about 5 centimeters long on one of the shoes. I sighed after looking at it, thinking: These shoes are definitely useless. The shoemaker reached out to take it, touched it and said, "I'll give it a try, it should work!" Sure enough, the shoes that Aunt Wang got back the next day were repaired, and you couldn't tell without looking carefully. Aunt Wang was so happy that she praised her repeatedly.

The shoemaker is not only skilled in craftsmanship, but also very helpful.

Last summer, once I was walking to school wearing newly bought sandals, but the straps on the side of the shoes suddenly broke. While I was complaining about the quality of the shoes, I jumped home and rushed to change shoes. . At this time, he suddenly raised his head and said to me: "Show me." Sure enough, a minute later, the shoes were sewn under his skillful hands. I hurriedly said: "I...what should I do if I don't bring any money?" He smiled: "It doesn't matter, just bring it to school tomorrow. Go to school quickly!"

This is the place near my home. The shoemaker is not only skilled in craftsmanship but also helpful.

Although he has no culture or wealth, he has something more precious than these - a shining heart like gold! Chapter 5: Him Around Me

Each of us will come into contact with many people in life, many of them are strangers, and many of them are acquaintances who meet every day. And among the vast sea of ??people in my memory, the one who impressed me very deeply was him who was "both civil and military".

He was my deskmate in elementary school: he had a crew cut and a pair of blue-rimmed glasses on his high bridge of nose. I don’t know why he always liked to squint his eyes. As soon as he squinted his big eyes, they immediately turned into Two tiny gaps, but he is always very kind to his classmates and always has a smile on his face.

Let’s talk about his “martial arts” first. His sports performance is among the best in our class, and he is also the sports committee member of our class. I remember that there was a tug-of-war competition, and our class had the upper hand because one of the team members was sick and did not come. Seeing that the situation was not going well, he yelled: "Everyone, hold on!" As soon as we heard that the sports committee member issued the "imperial edict", we all persisted with him and gradually overtook our opponents.

As for him, who is usually very active, he immediately calms down as soon as he sits down to read. This is his "literary" side. During a self-study class, I encountered a difficult math problem, so I planned to ask him for help while he was reading: "How do I solve this problem?" But I asked him several times, but he didn't respond. I found that he seemed to be hiding in a corner where time could not be found. Time seemed to have frozen in his world, as if only he and the book were left. I shook him hard and repeated the question, and he responded a little bit, but what he said to me was completely wrong: "It is said that during World War II..." Alas, this person is really helpless. What a cure! I had no choice but to ask other students.

Although he is a bit "annoying" in his liveliness at times, being energetic is definitely not a bad thing. Although he looks a bit "dumb" when reading books, after all, books are the ladder of human progress.

This is him beside me, the one who impressed me deeply! Chapter 6: She beside me

She has pale hair mixed with black silk, a short body slightly bent, a black cotton hat tightly wrapped on her head, and her steps are long and fast. Even though she is 70 years old, she walks with more energy than me. Maybe it’s because she likes to exercise a lot.

"Cough cough -" Several short coughs came from my grandfather's mouth again, mixed with the sound of expectoration, not just wheezing. "Spray quickly! I told you to spray twice a day, but you forgot!" Grandma's crisp and powerful shout rang in my ears again, and she immediately appeared again. Skillfully opened the medicine box, took out the spray, and hurriedly handed it out. Grandpa took the medicine uncomfortably and muttered: "It's useless to spray more." Then he started to gasp again, and grandma looked stern and started teaching again, " Asthma means you need to spray more medicine to control the condition, otherwise the 120 ambulance will come again. If you are severely breathless, you need to take oxygen..." As he spoke, he handed over the medicine, and his wrinkled hands quickly became busy. Do this or that. Then came the continuous reminders. Grandma is like this, attentive and nagging.

In normal times, grandma would often give us advice. Ding ding ding—another pre-dinner phone call. It must be grandma again, she is the "weather forecast expert" who calls on time every day, but no, here it comes! I immediately picked up the phone and prepared my grandma's voice forecast. "It will get colder tomorrow, so wear more clothes. It rains a lot this week, so remember to bring an umbrella..." Every time I receive a warm reminder from my grandma, my eyes will always flash with her serious and nervous face, and I will hear her earnest words in my ears. I can feel my grandmother’s presence everywhere in my life. She always uses ordinary words and serious tone to convey to me her care from the elders. Although there is no gorgeous language or profound truth, there are always shining stars hidden in my mind.

The care and love of the elders are always carried out silently, without any return or response, but we often ignore and forget that deep love. We should be grateful for the love and care that accompanies us as we grow up, and treasure them in our hearts forever. Chapter 7: She beside me

She can be said to be an ordinary-looking girl. She is my role model in terms of study, but in terms of crafts, she still has to turn to me for help. , we are not in the same school, but we walk into the same classroom at the same time every Saturday.

She answers questions quickly, has clear ideas, and has a strong ability to accept new knowledge. The teachers like her very much. If I don't know a question, I might just ask other students about their problem-solving process after class. That's the most.

But she was not like this. Once, she didn't understand a topic, so she immediately stopped the teacher after class and asked the teacher to explain it more clearly. Most of the classmates did not have the courage, although none of our classmates understood the teacher. problem-solving ideas. So every time after she understood the topic thoroughly from the teacher, we would always come up to her and ask her, and she would explain it to us very clearly. After listening to it, we all said "Oh——", as if we suddenly understood.

In terms of learning, I admire her quick thinking, clear organization and asking questions when she doesn’t understand. I regard her as my role model. However, there is one thing I have to be a little proud of. I am much better than her at handicrafts, and she always comes to me for help.

Once, she invited me to her home. After lunch, we went to her room. She took out a large iron box with many scattered things in it. This was a mini bar - something that tested the craftsmanship of the maker. She scratched her head and laughed. She said, "Hey, I have to trouble you again. There are a few small decorations inside that I can't make." What she wanted to make was a wine bottle - a long bead stuck in a thick tube and wrapped with a piece of paper. That’s it. I had already stuffed 6 beads and cut out the stickers on the 6 wine bottles, but she was still stuffing the first bead and it kept falling out. We both couldn't laugh or cry.

Although she has good grades, she is poor at handwork. Although I am better at handwork than her, my grades are not as good as hers, so we help each other, learn from each other's strengths, and make continuous progress.

This is her beside me. Chapter 8: She beside me

I have 41 classmates. Among them, Little A is my best friend, and among those 41 people, you will definitely know her easily, I swear.

Her chubby cheeks make anyone want to pinch them. A high ponytail hangs on the back of the head. The most obvious thing is that she always wears a wide and thick headband on her head. Sometimes I really want to see her look when she takes off the headband. The students all guess that it will be cuter that way!

She is usually modest and helpful. If you don’t believe it, let me give you two examples!

"Please give up your seat to passengers who need help, thank you!" This sentence echoed in the carriage. The car door opened, and the last person walking was an old woman in her eighties, hobbling slowly onto the car with a cane.

I saw little A next to me immediately stood up, walked to the front of the carriage, stretched out his hand, and helped the old lady to her seat with a smile, and said as he walked: "Grandma, be careful and walk slowly." For some reason, the smile on her face at that time was so kind and kind in my eyes. This move seemed to have infected other passengers in the car, and more people gave up their seats one after another. The entire carriage is filled with a harmonious atmosphere. I can't help but admire her for respecting the elderly and caring for the young.

Another time, a student on duty in the class was sick and urgently needed a classmate to do voluntary labor for him. At that time, I just asked her tentatively, but to my surprise, she agreed readily. Seeing that because of her participation and leadership, all the students on duty, without exception, worked hard and happily, and the clean classroom at the end was really eye-catching. I remember one time when I asked her why she did this, her answer was shocking: "In this world, only by helping each other can we live strong and happily, right?"

Yes, as long as each of us thinks so and does this, the world will definitely become a better place, I believe!

This is her beside me.