Let's start with a condition! Don't laugh. If she's heard, she'll use violence!

She did! Is my deskmate and good friend and best friend. And...... well, our relationship is very complex. We just started school, and finally sat together, and then gradually familiar with. Remember the first school meeting held in the beginning of the school, we do not know why sat together, perhaps because of fate. At that time, neither of us knew anybody, and he was sitting next to me. We all looked at each other from time to time. Sometimes we just looked at each other, and quickly looked back. It was really embarrassing! Later, the teacher in charge of the sitting position, we sat together again, also became a table mate, if it is not fate, really a bit incredible.

She, a head of black hair of the standard of students, a cherry mouth, water Lingling big eyes will speak, the most striking is her skin, as the black chocolate. Really?! It's not exaggerating. It's not cheating you! Therefore, we gave him a nickname -- "crackberries"!

Speaking of our this nickname, or an English teacher to give her! The English teacher met her like a mouse with a cat, and the first response was to walk around! Do you know why the English teacher is so afraid of her? I'm telling you, A class of 45 minutes, she can call a teacher hundreds of times, really, don't believe it! So, the English teacher loves and hates her......

I admire her. Do you know why?

Her family was not rich, her mother suffered from mental illness, her grandmother was too old, and her grandmother took all the responsibilities. But it didn't make her smile disappear.

Remember that day, after school, she hurried to pack up the bag to go. I have a little doubt: usually not to play late in the school to go home? Why is it so early today? Later, after my "stalker" torture "I know, there is an old grandma near her house, more than 90 years old, and no matter whether he, her husband also died a few years ago, every day she will go with her, give him clean up the room, to give her something to eat...... I touched, what a good girl ah! It's hard for your family, and you can help others. And then I went with her.

I passed through a small alley, came to a shabby dilapidated house, she stopped, turned and walked in, I followed her in, get a look, I am terrified, looks so simple, it is so clean and tidy, I hand wipe the table, really spotless. "Child, is that you?" "Grandma, it's me."!" She quickly walked to the bed, holding the grandmother, I found that grandma was still blind. Oh It turned out that the house's spotless merit was hers! From then on, I often went to my grandmother's house to help her. Until the day her grandmother died, she wept bitterly, and her grandmother's children did not appear. I felt so sorry for my grandmother, my great son and daughter, that I had died and died, but I was glad she met such a nice girl......

She is not only my joy, but also the person I admire most. She is not only kind-hearted, but also loving, strong, willing to help people, will not be easily hit by difficulties. Even if we don't see a classmate, deskmate, but she is always my good friend -- He Yuanhua.