Excellent traditional culture writes 400 words beside me.

I will never forget that. I feel a little ashamed to mention that until now, and it also makes me realize how lonely and boring it is to have no friends.

It happened in my second grade. Once, there was a popular struggle for the "boss" in our class. Whoever returns to work first is the "boss", so I have to run every time a second-class class returns to work. Once, when we ran back to class from the music classroom, my good friend accidentally bumped into me. I fell on the concrete floor and scraped my arm. I am in terrible pain. My good friend stopped and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" and tried to help me get up. But I was a little stubborn at the moment, so I pushed him away with my hand, frowned at him and walked quickly back to the classroom.

On that day, I always sat in my seat when I was resting, and I felt very bored. I just visit my friends from time to time. Unexpectedly, he didn't play in the classroom either. He sat quietly in his seat and looked very sad. He also came to make up with me, and I refused, so he had to return to his seat in disappointment. ...

I began to feel lonely in those days, and gradually felt that I had a problem that day. We used to live in harmony. I helped him and he helped me. I am very happy. But I'm in a bad mood these days, as if I've fallen from the peak to the bottom. Finally, I couldn't help it. I ran to him and said, "I'm sorry, I was there that day …" "I know how you felt that day. Let's be good friends again! " "Very well," I replied brightly. "Bang!" We high-five and make up.

Although this is a small matter, it still makes me unforgettable.