I still remember when I was in the fourth grade, I had a deskmate. He is a very naughty boy. He always speaks as a pet phrase and loves to call names. Usually, because of a trivial matter, the two of us are together, so we have a record of sitting side by side but not talking for a month and a half.
One morning, I suddenly felt very hot and uncomfortable. After my mother took my temperature, ah! 38 degrees, alas! I have a high fever and a headache. My mother gave me Enrique's antipyretic and told me to rest at home instead of going to school. I just feel dizzy and shaky. I can't help it I have to ask for leave and rest at home today. By four o'clock in the afternoon, I probably took the right anti-inflammatory drugs and my fever dropped a little. I feel a little lighter and my headache is much better. I can go to school tomorrow, but what about the exercise books and homework left by the teacher today? Who brought it back for me? Just when I was anxious, suddenly the doorbell at home rang. My mother opened the door and saw that it was my naughty deskmate. He changed the way he used to play. After entering the room, he put down my exercise book and immediately told me the homework left by the teacher and the lessons he learned today. He didn't leave until my family had dinner at 6 o'clock and his mother asked him to stay at my house for dinner. When I went to school the next day, I handed my homework to the teacher intact.
This little thing has passed for a long time, but whenever I think back to the past, I will regret my girl's meanness. Why didn't I be more gentle with him? Because he helped me and gave me care.
Teachers often tell us: concern is a greeting, giving people the warmth of spring; Caring is a look that gives people a silent blessing ... Only when life is full of love will our hearts become broad. I also remember the teacher's teaching, to be an honest and enthusiastic person, and to really care for the people around me.