Friendship narrative composition

In life, work and study, many people write compositions, which can improve our language organization ability. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following is my narrative composition about friendship for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Narrative composition on friendship 1 In my life, flowers of national unity are blooming everywhere. Speaking of national unity, I was born in the border minority areas and felt deeply. In our motherland, national unity is very important. People often say: Han people can't live without ethnic minorities, ethnic minorities can't live without Han people, and Cam and I can't live without each other.

Cam and I met when we were five years old. I still vaguely remember that when I first met her, her family moved in and became my neighbors. She has a lot of pigtails on her head, big eyes and a friendly smile, which makes me feel very kind.

In primary school, we became classmates, went to school together and left school together every day, and became inseparable friends. Although we are in different classes in the same school in junior high school, we will still meet after school and go home together. Because of this friendship, this habit and this persistence, the flower of our friendship has been blooming.

There are countless stories that have happened to us, from small to large, with constant joy. What is memorable is the event protected by wooden cards.

Once we went shopping together and went to the stall selling ornaments. I took a fancy to a very beautiful blue hairpin. I couldn't wait to pay the money to the stall owner, full of joy, waiting for him to give me change, but the stall owner didn't mean to give me change.

My confused question drew a loud rebuke from the peddler. Suddenly, I was frightened, and infinite grievances and helplessness enveloped me. Suddenly Kamm forcibly pulled me behind him and argued with the vendor in firm language. I looked at Cam standing in front of me, thin but not timid. In addition to being moved, Kamm's figure is becoming more and more beautiful and bigger in my heart at this time.

In the end, the stall owner returned the money that should have belonged to me because of indefensible, and I deeply remember Cam's help to me. Whenever I recall this incident, I still feel deeply. If Cam hadn't stood up bravely, I might have caused unnecessary trouble. I also deeply understand the importance of courage. Through many such things, my feelings with Cam have deepened and my relationship with her has become closer.

Xinjiang, our beautiful home, this vast pure land needs the common care of people of all ethnic groups, unshakable faith and deep affection that blood is thicker than water. It needs the people of all ethnic groups to inherit and carry forward, and the reunification of the motherland, national unity and national stability need everyone to stand together through thick and thin. We must resolutely safeguard the unity of the people of all ethnic groups with practical actions, weave colorful national garlands, and make our home more beautiful, prosperous and prosperous!

Ye Liya, a Kazakh girl, used to be my sworn enemy and now she is one of my best friends. Want to know why?

In the first grade, I had a good relationship with all my classmates and the class was harmonious. However, there is a person who always sits alone in the corner. No one cares about her and she ignores others. She is Ye in Grade One, and even I often bully her.

In the second grade, by chance, she gave a speech on the stage. The content of her speech is: the friends she wants, the life she wants, and the beauty she imagines, which deeply touched me. I found that she is a simple, kind and dreamy girl, and I feel guilty for what I did to her before! I really want to apologize to her, but I don't know why, this voice: I'm sorry! I always can't say it, so I think, "Let's apologize to her tomorrow." I think like this every day, but I ignore the passage of time ... it will be three or four years before she appears again.

I remember when I was in the fourth grade, Ye Liya stood on the platform and sang a song. The name of this song is Yoko. She sang very carefully and everyone listened very carefully. Everyone seems to be moved by her sincere singing. After class, Ye's desk was full of people. I vaguely saw that Ye's face was surrounded by classmates, with a satisfied smile. This is her meeting with friendship and the beginning of her dream of singing. With everyone's encouragement again and again, she sings better and better, gets along more and more harmoniously with her classmates who share a common singing hobby, and Ye's personality is gradually cheerful, but at this time I am still hesitating.

Let's push back the time. In the next semester of grade four, Ye said that she wanted to form a band. At this time, I had a flash of light and thought of a new way to apologize: join Ye's band and be the lead singer. You may ask me, where did you get the confidence to be the lead singer? I will answer you confidently: if my singing level is the second in my class, no one dares to be the first! On the day the band was founded, I kept this sentence "I'm sorry!" " Three or four years. After that, Ye Liya smiled at me happily and said, "Never mind!"

Since then, the knot in our hearts has been completely opened, and our classmates are happy for us. There are more and more students in our band. With the same hobbies, we can contact each other hand in hand and become omnipotent good friends, and the atmosphere of unity and mutual love in our class is getting better and better. This incident made me realize clearly: "Friendship has no distinction between nationalities and cultures. We are all members of the big family of the motherland, and no one can live without anyone! " "

Our band's favorite song is "Fifty-six Nationalities, Fifty-six Flowers", which makes the flowers of national unity bloom brilliantly! This is the story of me and my classmate Ye.