A friend is like a match. Although the light is weak, it illuminates your lost road. A friend is a life buoy, which is put on your body when you are struggling to choke; Friends make each other's hearts no longer lonely. Friends are like sunshine in winter, which will be warm and bright whenever you see it.

when I was young, I didn't know what a true friend was, and I thought that my classmates who saw me smile were called; When I was in elementary school, I thought I was inseparable, but those who had the same topic were. When you have it, you often don't feel it: she has actually been with you for five years, just because she is like-minded. Love to discuss topics with you, accompany you to and from school, and manage classes together, gradually attracting your attention. She is not only a friend of yours, but she can see her own shadow from each other. I wonder why the intimacy is so strong, and who is the real friend ...

I was the captain in the fifth grade, and she got closer to me because of her status as the monitor. I thought it was just a coincidence of responsibilities, and we were all busy all day. Later, the teacher said that she would take morning reading, which made me much more relaxed. For the sports meeting, she tried to set an example, but she was exhausted. She fell on the platform when she took the morning reading twice, and I pushed her up again.

It was a Thursday morning. As soon as I entered the classroom, I saw the pile of damn newspapers, and the list was in my mind. This was another unfortunate thing: it was distributed quickly, but there were more and more hands, and I was anxious like ants on hot bricks!

"Ding Lingling ..." It's time to get the morning reading. God knows what I should do. I happened to come to her desk. "I'll get the morning reading for you ..." "No, your health is so poor, I'm afraid ..." My head shook like a rattle, and I was discouraged. "Students, open the book ..." She turned around and smiled at me calmly.

The whole morning reading was in a state of confusion, and Yu Guang always stole a glance. "Ding Lingling" she survived, and I hurried to meet her. I saw the sweat as big as a bean on that white face, and I was speechless.

later, my old habit of nosebleeds recurred. Every time she happens to bring cotton, she can always supply it in time.

I couldn't help laughing once: "What a coincidence! It's for me again?" "Yes, I also love to flow, but chocolate is forced out. So every day with ... "Brag, where did you have a nosebleed?