Composition before and after the high-level meeting

Now it seems that junior high school is just like this, and it is not much different from primary school. It is still learning new knowledge, but the learning environment is different. When I was in primary school, I always thought it was a wonderful thing to be a junior high school student, but now it seems that it is not much different from primary school. Through continuous study, I have met many teachers, seniors and friends, but what I remember most now is my primary school Chinese teacher and one of my "big brothers"-seniors.

I still don't know his name, maybe I forgot, but I still remember his last name is Qiu. He likes falling leaves, which fall gently from trees in autumn. So he likes autumn, so I call him "autumn" when I see him, and he doesn't say anything. This is my default name for him. Qiu and I met in the first grade bamboo flute class, and I studied flute under the guidance of the same teacher. At that time, I was a beginner, and I still couldn't play the flute, but he had learned Band 3 and Band 4. The initial study is the hardest. You can't do anything without playing the flute. And I often blow the air out of my mouth in one breath. When the flute doesn't ring, I keep blowing until my face is flushed. Once, my flute didn't ring as usual. "Qiu" came to help me move it gently, and then my flute miraculously rang. I was shocked. I spent a lot of time not blowing, and he really moved and then rang. I thought, "He's great!" But now it seems so, because everyone who can play the flute will do it. But from then on, I found the trick of playing the flute and soon learned it.

"Qiu" also likes to play the game king, and he plays badly, so sometimes after playing the flute, I also play a few games with him. Once again, when he asked me to play the game king, he turned out one of my papers, all of which were forks and red. I was not very good at math in primary school. "Qiu" read this exam paper, let me sit next to him, as if training someone, and then jabbered it to me. At first, I didn't know what he was saying. He had to tell me from beginning to end, and my thoughts began to clear up gradually. Finally figured this out, "autumn" is thirsty.

Qiu likes to play, too. He calls me back every time he plays ball. My home is close to his, so we often visit. Although we played, we played in moderation, not unlimited, and gradually, my grades were taken up by him.

By the time he entered junior high school and was busy with his studies, we didn't often play together, but I always remembered that I had a partner, a senior-"Qiu".