Guo hui is my classmate, he humorous, funny, talk nonsense, always can bring infinite joy to us...
He is the "pistachio" of our class! Want to understand why my classmates have such a title? Then sit down and have a cup of tea and slowly hear about my classmates.
He, a row of neat teeth, is always on the tip of his mouth, always smiling, always smiling; A smaller belly than me, a kind of "prime minister" style, memorable... But his mischievous looks are flattering.
At noon, the teachers were not in the classroom. The students were sitting in their respective seats. "Sweet honey ~ I think you are sweet, all in... "This is, love" sing "the song when he was not in the teacher, cant help begin to shout loudly," there is a mountain road, there is a mountain road. "Listen to him singing and listening to the radio: singing jay Chous" blue and white porcelain, "and then singing his own adaptation of" welcome to Beijing, "for a moment... He seemed to be intoxicated with the appearance of the ocean in music, which made many sitting students laugh with pain. Some of the students were laughing straight at the table...
At this point, the math teacher come and look at the situation in class, then see is deep abyss of his music, and he said humorously: "ha ha, our class have a good" hua mu LAN "ah!" When the students saw the teacher coming, they immediately became silent and heard the sound of a silk needle falling to the ground. Before he could react, he found that the teacher was standing nearby, and his face was red...
Another time, our classmates and he played ping-pong together, but he was very rubbish, he lost but he looked at others. He said, "god, god... ." Make the game laugh.
Students only see you this "pistachio", I can not worry...
Jenny is my desk-mate. She is a hard-working girl. When she was twelve years old, she won the first in a city-wide poetry recitation contest. Now she is chairman of the Student union in our school. She gives us the impression that her ability to express her ideas is excellent.
In spare time, she likes to carry a book .with her and writes down what she sees and hears. Shes such a lovely girl that I enjoy talking with her to share her ideas.
My father has small eyes,Wear a pair of glasses,looking more gently,the daddy's hair are not many, he said "the intelligent head does not grow hair",daddy does the management, but daddy usually ever not talk bureaucratically to others, therefore his personal connection is specially good,is the same as me.daddy speaks always extremely temperately,never say hit the person,curse at people are also few,calculated scolded people not to be big, although sometimes also can be angry for a longtime,but just only about one day,could no surpain one day-long.
He usually educate me that the person must to be honestly,friendly to other,and working diligently.This is my father, I love him forever.
I have a hard- work dad.He is very kind and healthy, He loves me very much.
He has a tall nose, two big eyes and short black hair. He’s not tall. But he is very smart.
He’s funny. He likes to do sports very much.I think his favourite colour is red. Because he has many red things. My dad usually tells me: Failure is the mother of success.
He looks after me well. The weather has been cold, he calls me to put on the clothes.
He is a good dad. I like to stay with my dad.
At college, I missed my parents a lot. As the term was drawing to an end, I eagerly looked forward to going home. And I planned to do a thousand and one things during the vacation. Above all, I wanted to help my mother with housework. I also wished to read many hooks which my teachers had recommended. However, at home, my mother would never let me do anything. She completely deprived me of sharing her work. As soon as I opened a book to read,she would sit down beside me and ask me about all kinds of things at the college. To please her,I told her one thing after another,and soon I forgot all about books. Even when I was actually reading,she would, now and then,insist that I should eat an egg or drink a cup of tea. When I left home at the end of the vacation, not a thing in my plan had been carried out. But I felt very happy. I believed much more deeply than before in the old saying: Home, sweet home. There’s no place like home!
My father is strong and tall.He has two big eues.His hands are long.He likes to singing and running.Often he runs in the park.Then he sits on the bench.He likes me ang my mother.He favorite fruit is apples and pineapples.
From Monday to Friday he works in his company.From Saturday to Sunday he have break in house.In Saturday's mornings he often in the park.In afternoons he washes hia car.In evenings he watches TV and sleep.On Sunday'mornings he in the park,too.In the afternoons he in the garden.In evenings he play computer and sleep.
Oh!How busy he is.
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