初一my friend英語(yǔ)作文

　　朋友像一支蠟燭在黑暗中為你照亮光明，朋友向遠(yuǎn)方的船支為你護(hù)航保駕。下面是第一范文網(wǎng)小編給大家精心挑選的初一my friend英語(yǔ)作文，希望大家喜歡!供你參考和閱讀!

my friend英語(yǔ)作文篇1

　　Time may erase everything, but it can't be turned into a blank.

　　When I was in seventh grade, I was at the table with Gmf. I didn't expect this one to send me a gift.

　　That day the head teacher called us the first few meetings, fully open a lesson. When the class came back, there was no one left without a grudge. That is also, the homework is not recorded, also do not know the homework much, if which a teacher is on the impulse... Well, why do you want to rush back to the classroom?

　　There was a little dark in the room, and I looked up, and there was a string of "termites" on the blackboard, and a small blackboard. My head was withered. Don't say homework, remember -- it's all a problem! As soon as the teacher came, the blackboard was wiped and everything was over.

　　I am in a rage to corner seat, the afterglow of a sweep, she is reading, will not be have killed homework! I opened my book with a frown and a piece of paper flew out. Open it, wow! Homework! Looking at those bitter melon faces, you can't help laughing.

　　God help me! It's so good for me. Ha ha... Every time I think of my popularity, I have a helping hand.

　　I was immersed in the joy, suddenly feel the atmosphere is wrong, looking up, ah! They looked at me. My expression is so obvious. The two hands turn over and the book stands in front of it. Keep smiling.

　　"HMM? What flavor? Good." I thought about it. Oh! Is Gmf. She was looking at me with a crooked head. I was embarrassed and said hello to her and buried my head in the book.

　　She looked at it strangely and said nothing.

　　"This is not her to remember her homework." I want to. I looked at her from my nails and saw that she was looking over her side, too, with a smile on her face. "No, it's her." I gave a little smile and just said "thanks". I can't get the teacher to catch me, or I'll die. Facing the platform, the eyes of the teacher. Scared I pulled back my neck. She giggled over there.

　　From then on, she became my good friend, my confide, my "best friend".

　　Although we are not in class one now, she will wait for me early every day. Because I always believe that time will wash away the memory of the past, but never change our friendship.

my friend英語(yǔ)作文篇2

　　Books, for some, are their natural enemies, and when the books are printed they feel dizzy, and for others, books are their friends, their knowledge base. You must read every day. And the book is my friend, we seem to have a kind of unsolvable margin.

　　Maybe it's because she's been influenced by her older sister. My sister's books are so many, and my sister and I are very different from each other for six years. I had just entered the first grade, and most of them had a special feeling, holding the books all day long, as if they could not leave it for a moment.

　　At that time I had a feeling for a thick book, which was called the beginning composition. The contents of him were vivid and interesting, and I marveled at it. No matter how many times you have seen it. I can say it's a hundred read. But in my fourth grade, there was an 8.0 earthquake, and the teacher asked us to each contribute a book. Back home, after my careful consideration, I decided to donate my favorite "start composition" to the victims of the disaster area. You know what? It was worse than losing a loved one. But I know that someone needs that book more than I do, and I can't help but cry...

　　The day before, nap just wake up, jump out of bed to find my good friend - "the beginning composition", however can not find, I ask mother, mother say I have pain to cut love. I clap his head is really of, think about it, when I do is right, even though I lost a good friend, but I have to help a large group of people who desire to study, I believe that my favorite there should also have a very happy. Now I'm not sad anymore. I'm proud of what I did!

my friend英語(yǔ)作文篇3

　　My friend,

　　He was 40 years old and he was very "handsome". He cut a flat head like an "airport" and he was tall and tall, so he could be more beautiful than the first man in the world! But the only thing that's missing is the handsome guy who has a large beer belly. He looked like this, but I liked and loved him very much, because he was so kind and optimistic that he never said "angry" or "sad" in his mouth. There had never been a "black cloud" in the face of that often smiling face.

　　Once, he drove his very cool motorcycle on the road. He sat on it and thought, "wow, that's great!" As he was riding high, the motorbike hit a big rock. He was so foolish that he put on the brakes, but it was too late. The car was already on the stone and he fell from the car. Passers-by sent him to the hospital

　　He was not badly hurt, but he must be hospitalized. He was lying in his hospital bed, smiling and saying, "it's all right. It's just a scratch. You don't know, it feels so good!" Look at his bandaged hands and feet, shaking his head and sighing. He can't help it.

　　Alas, he is so optimistic that it is inconceivable.

　　At work, he always has a set of guidelines for his work: smile and be sweet, less grumpy and more caring. So he worked happily and smoothly, and his colleagues liked him. Everyone said he was a "happy-go-lucky". His "sunflower book" not only used in his work, but also used in his daily life. Take the initiative and be the person every time