1. A collection of essays on the help my friends gave me

"Wouldn't it be nice to have friends from far away?" A close friend and a critical friend are enough in this life.

The friends you played with in childhood add a lot of fun to your life; the friends you have in the learning process make you avoid many detours on the road of study; the best friends you have at work make every day of your life more enjoyable. The day is full of sunshine. When you are sad, she will find ways to make you happy; when you are happy, she will silently bless you and share the happiness with you. This is what friends are.

There are many hardships on the road of life. A little skin is worn here, a hole is made here, and strong winds and waves will come one after another. Without friends to silently support and encourage, I want to go through this journey alone. A difficult journey, that is impossible. A friend is someone you can talk to about your pain. A friend is a harbor where you can take a break, where you can be unrestrained, open your mind, and show your complete self.

No one does not need a friend, and no one does not have a friend, unless he is self-enclosed and isolated from the world. Li Bai said it well: "The water in the Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's gift to me." After receiving such sincere hospitality from his friends, although there are not thousands of hotels, everyone is already drunk even if the wine is not intoxicating. Faced with his friend's kindness, Li Bai What more can be said?

The word "friend" bridges the long-broken line between people; the word "friend" makes the hearts of people from all over the world merge together. The entire Chinese nation, precisely because of With the voice of "friend", I am even more prosperous.

The song "Friends" sings: The more friends the road becomes easier. The spiritual thread between friends is like a giant net, covering the land of the motherland. Although they are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, their hearts are still connected. 2. How to write an essay about others helping me?

Remember the help others have given me, and learn to help others ---- Inscription: Remember the help others have given me, and learn to help others.

There are always some things and people in life that always touch us. Sometimes we don’t know who they are, but their priceless love gives us eternal light. Some people do not have a high income, but they have been able to support eight lonely elderly people in the past 30 years; some people, after receiving help from others, even though it is inconvenient to walk, they let their father take him on a tricycle to every place where he has been helped. Go to his family and sincerely say thank you; some people, after learning that their illness cannot be cured, make a decision that touches the world and use the medical expenses donated to them to help more people, but they themselves Face death with joy.

There are many people like this. They use their abilities to help others and warm the world like dust. Zen Buddhism says: "Those who love go out love return, and those who go have good luck come back."

In this world, the world is better because of love. Accept a help, give a smile, and then let this Passion of love. Warm every corner of the world.

Walking on the road of life, we are having the best years. How to keep the sail of life high? How to make the road of life smooth? How to let the glory of life shine forever? Maybe we just need to have a grateful heart and a frank love.

Use your own life to thank those who have helped you; use frank love to help those who need your help. Dedicate your meager strength and do what you can.

Repay the society with true love and help others with sincerity. Cong Fei did not receive anything in return from the recipient, which only meant that the recipient was too selfish, which could not erase Cong Fei's inner peace.

When Cong Fei was hospitalized, weren’t there many kind people who came to help Cong Fei? Didn’t Cong Fei’s righteous deeds also move society to awaken more people to help others? Therefore, to help others is to help yourself, to remember the help of others is to learn to help others. Life is a hard journey, held up by the big umbrella of love, containing our common feelings, holding our peace, * **The same laughter. Love needs to be copied, and love needs to be pasted. I believe that a drop of kindness can also be repaid by a spring. I believe that as long as everyone gives a piece of love, the world will become a beautiful world. For reference! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! . 3. An essay introducing my friend

My good friend’s surname is Xie Bingqi. He is 1 meter 51 centimeters tall and weighs 90 kilograms. He is a man and is an over-sized man. He has a short but not too big head. Her hair was black, and her whole body was as tanned as charcoal, quite dark! ! A pair of watery eyes can be regarded as his "sparkling point". An ordinary nose and mouth cannot easily detect his cute ears. All in all, he gave me the impression of being a very fat, ordinary and funny "pistachio".

Of course, his character is also very stubborn. As long as he thinks it is right, almost no one can twist his mind. We have had several quarrels about this. Of course, he is also very humorous. Funny is the "fat pistachio" around everyone. Another characteristic of his personality is that he is funny, so many classmates have been teased by this guy (including me), so sometimes this guy makes people laugh and cry and is very helpless.

We also played against Tonghe. It happened on the basketball court. At that time, he, I and Yado (another good friend of mine) faced a strong opponent as a team. The three of us were not afraid and defeated the Zeping team, which had won four consecutive victories. In that basketball game, we cooperated very successfully and won the final "championship".

There is also this "fat boy" of "Aquarius" who also loves himself very much. He calls himself a "genius boy" and is not shy at all! ! He also has hobbies, that is, playing table tennis, surfing "Chuangwang" and writing essays. Even though I am a "veteran" in playing basketball, I know nothing about table tennis! ! In modern terms, he is a complete "rookie"! ! And his skills are more than 1,000 times higher than mine (a bit exaggerated). I'm pretty average at playing computer games, but I'm pretty active on Chuangwang, haha! As for the composition? I can only rate it as "average"! !

How is it? Isn’t this guy Xie Bingqi very interesting? This is probably why he and I became good friends. 4. How to write an essay about others helping yourself or yourself helping others

Essay 1 about others helping yourself: Helped me

Each of us has helped others and been helped by others. , there is such a thing that I still remember freshly.

That was the final math exam last semester. When I finished the question of drawing a line segment, I opened the pencil case to get a ruler, but found that I had forgotten to bring the ruler. I was very anxious and thought: What should I do? If I don’t have a ruler, I don’t know how many centimeters the line segment is drawn. It would be a pity not to do such a simple question. Seeing that there is not much time left, I see other students working on the question hurriedly, and from time to time they send out pencils to write. There was a loud noise, and my mind went blank. I was so anxious that I almost cried. Just when I was anxious, my deskmate Zhu Yixin seemed to see what I was thinking and asked me: "What's wrong with you?" I told her that I didn't bring a ruler. After hearing this, she immediately lent me her ruler. After borrowing the ruler, I felt much calmer and quickly completed the question of drawing line segments. The remaining questions seemed to have become much easier, so I took the time to complete the question. The test paper is finished. When the teacher announced the results, I got a high score and I was very happy. I was also very grateful to Zhu Yixin for helping me.

This little thing made me understand that no matter how big or small the matter is, for those who are in need of help, getting help from others is the happiest thing. I will definitely do my best to help those in need in the future.

Composition 2 of Others Helping You: Helped Me

In my phone book, I remember a phone number. It is neither a relative nor a classmate, but a phone number. The number of an enthusiastic stranger. Whenever I see it, I am reminded of the story that happened between me and her.

I remember that after school on Thursday morning, I rode my bicycle home with my classmates as usual. We talked and laughed on the way. When we reached the intersection, my bicycle swayed violently. , the car suddenly tilted downward, but fortunately I reacted in time: I stood on tiptoe and escaped this danger. What followed was that the front of the car separated from the body. When my classmates saw it, they were all frightened. They quickly got out of the car and helped me lift the bike to the side of the road. We stood on the side of the road, thinking of ways, but no one had a mobile phone with them. I looked around but couldn't find the phone booth. I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot and didn't know what to do.

As time passed by, my classmates and I could not come up with any good ideas. We could only stand blankly on the side of the road, and the pedestrians on the street cast strange looks. Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of me. It was a grandmother who was over fifty years old. Her temples were gray and she had a loving smile on her face. She was wearing a red and white sportswear with no wrinkles visible. She looked at the broken bicycle lying on the roadside, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, handed it to me, and said, "Kid, you need a mobile phone, come on, I'll lend it to you." I opened my eyes wide, and I didn't expect that in my last moment, When I was helpless, I was able to get help from strangers. The moment she handed me the phone, her hand warmed my palm. I took the phone with the temperature of the kindhearted grandma and quickly called my parents at home. Soon, I got in touch with my family.

After making the call, I returned the phone to my grandma. Before I could say thank you, the grandma left.

Looking at her leaving figure, I thought: Who said modern people are indifferent, kind-hearted people are always around, as long as there is love, this society will be better and more harmonious.

When I got home, I sprinted to the phone at a speed of 100 meters and wrote down this "strange" yet warm phone number. 5. How to write an essay about me helping others or others helping me

Helping others is a kind of happiness

What is a kind of happiness? As you can imagine, there are many answers. Some people say that giving is a kind of happiness, it gives people warmth and joy. Some people say that harvest is a kind of happiness. It allows you to realize the joy and excitement after harvest. But I say that helping others is a kind of happiness. It is the most sincere spiritual experience and will always warm your heart.

I remember that on a cold afternoon, the north wind was blowing. Although I had dressed as a "little bear", I could not withstand the severe cold. The north wind was still blowing mercilessly, penetrating through my layers of coat and reaching my thin body. From time to time, a few dry leaves fall gently. As I walked on the road, I was shivering from the cold. Everything around me was so quiet, except for the squeaking sound of my steps on the snow.

"Oh! Look at this broken sky, it's freezing to death. It's cold as hell." Only one person complained. "Oh! Oh no! It's snowing so heavily today. How can Grandpa Zhang sweep it alone? Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I can help!"

I don't know what kind of power is supporting me. , I ran to school in one breath. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Grandpa Zhang sweeping the snow with a broom that seemed to be very worn... Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Zhang! I ran over quickly. "What's wrong? What's the matter?" he asked with concern. "Oh, it's nothing, I want to help you clear the snow!" I looked at him and said. "Thank you! But it's really no need. Look how cold it is!" He smiled. I still insisted on scanning. I found a broom, one that seemed bigger than me. Then, I started the difficult snow clearing project. *** is working very hard. But the effect was not very good. After a while, I was sweating. Seeing that Grandpa Zhang had swept from here to there, but I stayed still. Naturally, I felt uncomfortable in my heart.

Grandpa Zhang has seen all this, but he is still very grateful to me... The sunset has set, and the sunset has gradually receded. The last light on the horizon will bid farewell to us. he said to me. "Kid, go home quickly! Don't keep your family waiting!" I smiled at him and left. Walking on the road, I suddenly felt very warm, the wind stopped... in short, everything was so beautiful.

Today I finally found the answer to what true happiness is. It is actually very simple: helping others is a kind of happiness. 6. An essay about friends helping me

The rain fell quietly, but inadvertently broke the silence of the night.

The little red umbrella lies quietly in the corner of my memory, burning in my heart like a flame. My heart is warm. That little red umbrella warms the whole world. The sky was gray, with only a few lazy clouds lingering slowly in the sky.

"Hey! I have to go to school during the summer vacation. It's really annoying!" I muttered quietly, but I couldn't change this fact. I couldn't help but feel sleepy as I turned my pen and listened to the boring class.

"Tick-tick" raindrops fell like silver needles, rushing towards the clear river, falling on the eaves, and jumping on the children's hats. get out of class was finally over, and I had no choice but to wait until the rain stopped before going back.

I sat down, took out the novel, and started reading. "Papa", the rain came in through the cracks in the window like a child, jumping and playing on my book.

I watched the rain getting heavier and heavier but there was nothing I could do. Why! I had no choice but to go home in the rain.

Suddenly, I seemed to be grabbed by someone. "Didn't you bring an umbrella? Classmate."

It was a very pleasant and crisp female voice. "Yeah, hey! I'm going home in the rain."

I glanced at her, a little impatient. "Here's this umbrella for you. With it, you won't get soaked in the rain."

The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and a touch of purity and kindness flashed through her eyes, "Actually, This umbrella was also given to me by someone else! That year, I was so fascinated by reading in the bookstore that I forgot about the time. Unfortunately, it was raining outside. Just when I was about to go back in the rain, an enthusiastic uncle gave me this umbrella. Pass me the umbrella." My eyes met hers for a while, feeling guilty for my impatience just now.

"If you really gave me this umbrella, how can I return it to you?" I asked gratefully.

"You don't have to give it back to me. This umbrella is for you." She smiled and showed her white teeth, "But I still hope that you can use this umbrella to help others again. Keep passing the umbrella on, okay?" I nodded firmly, and she left happily. Looking at her retreating back, I also smiled.

In fact, what this conveys is not only an umbrella, but also the warm love that is constantly conveyed between people. May each of us plant the seeds of love in our hearts and pass on the love. Helping others is also helping yourself. May the seeds of love spread to every corner of the world.

I laugh, there is love in the world, I am happy. Because love is constantly being passed on, let us all reach out and pass on the love. I hope that the sky tomorrow will be more beautiful because of our efforts.

The world in my eyes is always full of love.

Original, not reprinted. 7. Essay on Friends Helping Me

Many things happened in my childhood memories, but a small thing that happened when I was 7 years old has made me unable to forget it for a long time. That was when I was in the second grade of elementary school. When I first entered school, my father found an aunt in the community who would take care of my transportation and meals. I affectionately called her Aunt Lu. But since the summer vacation ended when I was in second grade, my father stopped asking Aunt Lu for help and asked me to go to and from school alone. I cooked dumplings to eat when I was hungry at night, and I readily agreed. In the first few weeks, I kept forgetting my keys one after another, and my parents forgave me. But one Wednesday night, I made a huge mistake. My parents warned me again and again: "Tomorrow, my father will be on a business trip and my mother will have an exam. She will come back very late. Don't forget to bring your keys!" I listened. , nodded vigorously, but still ignored it.

Once, a classmate in our class had his foot scalded and had been recuperating at home for almost a month. Everyone was worried about him. Every time after school, his classmates would visit him at his home, chat with him, and copy homework questions for him. If he couldn't do it, the classmates would patiently explain to him and tell him everything he had learned from the day before. He left only after he understood it. This was the case every day. Sometimes he would ask with concern: "Is your foot feeling better?" Seeing his classmates working tirelessly for him, he was so grateful that he was speechless for a moment. Tears welled up in his eyes.

Classmates should help each other. When you have difficulties, your classmates will not hesitate to help you. However, some conflicts in life are inevitable. The key is to understand each other, tolerate each other, and turn hostility into friendship.

Recently, my classmate bought a new automatic pen. When people around me saw it, they were very envious of a classmate and even touched it with their hands. After a while, the pen at the same table disappeared. He thought for a moment: Xiaolan must have taken it. He asked Xiaolan angrily: "Did you steal the new pen I bought today?"

Xiaolan looked at him: "I didn't take it!" "I'm lying, you were the only one who touched my pen today, and you took it!" Xiaolan felt very aggrieved, so she started crying. The teacher came and asked about the cause and effect of the matter. Finally, with the help of the teacher, the pen was finally found in the corner.

The deskmate lowered his head in embarrassment and said in shame: "I'm sorry." Xiaolan came over and smiled: "It's okay."

The two of them talked to each other again It's as good as ever. Time flies, time flies, we are under the same roof, bathing in the morning sun.

We inspire each other in study and help each other in life. The friendship between classmates is very precious, and six years have passed by in such a hurry.

We should cherish friendship and every moment between classmates. - Whenever I open the pencil case and see the black pen, I can't help but think of something that happened a few days ago.

It was in the day care class on Thursday night. I was doing my homework. Teacher Zhu came in and gave me a proposal for the Youth Congress. He asked me to fill it out and give it to Teacher Wang before get out of class. Fill in with black pen. After I heard it clearly, I picked up the black pen and started writing.

As I wrote, the writing on the paper gradually faded. When I saw it, it turned out that there was no ink in the pen. What can we do? I have to hand it in soon. Can I borrow it from my classmates? Everyone has to do their homework, so there is no way they can lend it to me.

I am as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and I don’t know what to do. Suddenly, Xiaoyi, the deskmate who was doing homework, saw it and asked with concern: "What's the matter, Xiaoting, do you need my help?" I replied: "You can't help me even if you are a god!" "What the hell? What's the matter? Hurry up!" "I can't write with pen, but the proposal is about to be handed in. I'm so anxious!" "I thought there was such a big fuss!" Xiao Yi said, "I'll lend it to you."

Xiaoqi, who was sitting in the front, heard this and turned around and said: "The teacher did not require that you can only use black ink pen for this assignment, but you only have one and lent it to Xiaoting, what are you doing?" Aren’t you afraid of being left behind because you can’t finish your homework? Didn’t we agree to go to Xiaogui’s house to play after school today? Give it to Xiaoting, the overall situation is more important!" After saying that, he handed me the pen, I looked at her with gratitude and started writing quickly. After a while, I finished writing the proposal, and I returned the pen to Xiaoyi. Xiaoyi successfully finished her homework before the bell rang.

Although this thing is small, it left a deep impression on me. A pen embodies the sincere friendship between Xiaoyi and me. Friendship is actually very simple.

—Inscription Living in this world is for friendship. At least that's what I think.

Life is like an undyed painting. The dyed pen is colorful friendship; the soil is just black at first, and is dotted with green friendship.

Friends can give us a shoulder when we are sad. Friends can cheer us up when we are crying alone.

This is not the mysterious smile of Mona Lisa, but friendship, a very simple and elusive friendship. Friendship has a magical power that astonishes us all.

"There are only a few close friends in this world, and how many friendships can last forever. May friendship always be in our hearts..." Yes, the world is so big, but it is difficult to find friends with whom we can talk. I really want to write the famous saying like Wang Bo, "There are close friends in the sea, and we are like neighbors across the world."

But every time I look up at the sky, there are so many stars, how can I find them... Friends are not found. But it was accidentally "touched".

When you help someone pick up a pen, you may get to know them and become friends. Really, friendship is that simple.

As the saying goes, a confidant is enough in life. A thousand pieces of gold are easy to get, but friends are hard to find. Friends are an important part of people's spiritual life. People without friendship are like living in a lonely wilderness; people who lack friends will feel lonely in the world.

People need friendship because sincere friendship can make people work hard, make people happy, make people happy, and make people move forward... The wealth in life is endless, but what is the real wealth? ? Is it money? Is it power? No, it's friendship. I don’t know which philosopher said: "Wealth is not true friends, friends are permanent wealth."

Friends, when you know the value of friends, don’t pay too much attention to the trivial matters between friends. You should Know: Friendship is not in the moment, but in peacetime; it is not based on age, but on the heart. Friends, don’t take it too seriously, let us look at the beautiful sunrise hand in hand and fight together! Only those who make friends with their heart can gain true friendship.

Treating friendship as a trader will neither produce true friendship nor stand the test of time. It will harm both others and yourself. -Epilogue: Friendship, what you drink is Kung Fu tea, and what you taste is the tea ceremony! Friends are like fragrant tea, which calms and strengthens people; friends are the eternal wealth in life, and sincerity cannot be blasphemed.

The right amount of tea meets the water that suits you, and the tea meets the person that suits you. This tea, water, and people meet because of fate, which makes people feel a kind of feeling when drinking tea. This kind of person always thinks that he can not take away a cloud, but when he is desperate, he finds that he is still holding it tightly in his hands.