My good friend

I have a good friend. He has a pair of sly eyes, his nose is slightly pointed, his ears are like two small question marks, and his hair is standing on the scalp like a needle.

He was very humorous. Once, he and I played a shooting game. I hit him. He slammed "A" on the floor and put it to death. I walked over and scratched his neck. He laughed and laughed. After he finished laughing, he asked me: "You scratched me." I said, "You are lying on the ground, I have to let you get up."

Another time, he went to school dance, I looked outside the glass window. When he found me, he made a face to me. After three seconds, he didn't grasp the center of gravity. He fell down all of a sudden. I laughed. He quickly climbed up and yelled at me, as if to say: "You give me a wait, I will pack you again in class." I saw his lovely expression, and I opened my heart. After a while, after class, we were happy again, talking and laughing home.

I like my friend, I like my humorous friend.

Jinan Jintang Street, Jinan, Shandong, third grade: small lazy essay