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!
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...
I have a deskmate, he is a boy of 15 years old. His name is Tom. We had shared a desk for a year and got along quite well.
Tom is our classs historys representative. He is very humorous. Tom was an ordinary-looking boy. But he was broad-minded, thertfore, it was always easy to get om well with him. He studies is very hard. He was also a warm-hearted boy and always ready to help whoever was in trouble.
Tom likes green. And he likes playing ping-pong and listenning to music. His favorite singer is Jay Chou. At school, he likes Wednesday, and he like history, because its interesting,
This is my deskmate. Do you want to be good friends with him?
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