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Books are my best friend要用比较级和最高级 作文 60词优质解答
My Best Friend
When I look at the old photo,I can't help thinking of my best friend,Wang Ying.At the age of five,I made friends with her.She lived next door to me,and was then seventeen years old.The twelve year's gap in age didn't hinder① our growing fondness② for each other.She treated me as a younger sister of her own.
In school,Wang Ying was a 3-A student③.She did well in every subject.But she never seemed to be proud of her achievements.She was hard-working and good-natured to younger students.I remember the little incident that took place two years ago.One day I caught a bad cold and had a high fever.I had to stay in bed.This prevented me from going to school.I was very anxious for missing so many classes when suddenly the door opened.In came Wang Ying.
“Hello,Tong-tong.How are you feeling today?” she said to me with a friendly smile.“Don't worry about your lessons.Now let me make them up for you.” Before I could say anything,she had taken the English textbook out of her schoolbag.I was so moved that I couldn't keep back my tears.
Wang Ying was a kind-hearted girl.Though she was the only child of her parents,she was not spoiled.She was polite to teachers and students,generous to her friends,and kind to the poor.She was always ready to give her pocket money she had saved to those in need without hesitation.
One day last year,on her way home,Wang Ying saw a little boy slipping into a pond.The boy was struggling desperately④ in the water.Seeing this,Wang Ying quickly ran to the pond while shouting for help.She jumped into the cold water to save the boy.With the help of some workers,the boy was finally rescued.However,our little hero,like Luo Shengjiao,lost her own life.
People were sad over her death.I felt something was missing in my life.For the happiness of the boy's family,Wang Ying sacrificed⑤herself.Her death is a glorious death weightier than Mount Tai.
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When I look at the old photo,I can't help thinking of my best friend,Wang Ying.At the age of five,I made friends with her.She lived next door to me,and was then seventeen years old.The twelve year's gap in age didn't hinder① our growing fondness② for each other.She treated me as a younger sister of her own.
In school,Wang Ying was a 3-A student③.She did well in every subject.But she never seemed to be proud of her achievements.She was hard-working and good-natured to younger students.I remember the little incident that took place two years ago.One day I caught a bad cold and had a high fever.I had to stay in bed.This prevented me from going to school.I was very anxious for missing so many classes when suddenly the door opened.In came Wang Ying.
“Hello,Tong-tong.How are you feeling today?” she said to me with a friendly smile.“Don't worry about your lessons.Now let me make them up for you.” Before I could say anything,she had taken the English textbook out of her schoolbag.I was so moved that I couldn't keep back my tears.
Wang Ying was a kind-hearted girl.Though she was the only child of her parents,she was not spoiled.She was polite to teachers and students,generous to her friends,and kind to the poor.She was always ready to give her pocket money she had saved to those in need without hesitation.
One day last year,on her way home,Wang Ying saw a little boy slipping into a pond.The boy was struggling desperately④ in the water.Seeing this,Wang Ying quickly ran to the pond while shouting for help.She jumped into the cold water to save the boy.With the help of some workers,the boy was finally rescued.However,our little hero,like Luo Shengjiao,lost her own life.
People were sad over her death.I felt something was missing in my life.For the happiness of the boy's family,Wang Ying sacrificed⑤herself.Her death is a glorious death weightier than Mount Tai.
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