关于朋友的作文：一位值得信赖的朋友

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关于朋友的作文：一位值得信赖的朋友 篇1

关于朋友的作文：一位值得信赖的朋友

周六，小镇上举办了一次参观名胜古迹的展览，小珍打电话来说：“明瑜，今天下午两点，我们一起去参加小镇举办的展览会吧！”我连忙说：“好，好。我一定准时到来，你也要准时到来哦。”小玲说：“好的，一言为定。”

到了下午，我来到了展览会上，没看到小珍，我便站在展览会的门口等。过了许久，仍然没见到小珍的影子。我看了看手表，已经三点了。这时，我焦急如焚，如同热锅上的蚂蚁。突然，天空中电闪雷鸣,仿佛是天空正在发怒,慢慢的下起了倾盆大雨，我连忙跑到展览会里面下躲雨。心里念叨着：“小珍，你怎么还不来，太不讲信用了。再不来，咱们连朋友都做不成了。”正当我默念着，突然传来疾行的脚步声。我抬头一看，原来是小珍。没等小珍开口我便朝她发怒：“你为什么这么晚才来。”小珍连忙带着歉意地对我说：“我奶奶家出了一些事，不能来了。后来我打电话给你，你妈妈才告诉我说，你才刚走。真的很对不起，我不是故意的。”说完，便急忙把手上的雨伞递给我，并说：“瑜，我现在不能解释太多，得赶紧回去了，我妈妈还在那边等我呢。”我向远方望去，果然小珍的妈妈焦急得直跺脚。接着，小珍立即奔向她妈那边，就像小雨滴答答地落下去找大地母亲似的。

我一个人若有所思地走进展览会，虽然只有我一个人，但我一点都不感到孤独，因为我知道有一个值得信任的好朋友。

还有比狗更值得信赖的朋友吗? 篇2

过去认为狗是东亚最早从狼驯化，并迅速跟随着人类的足迹遍及世界各地的。现在这种说法受到了新发现的质疑。有证据表明狗可能是同时在亚洲、非洲、欧洲从狼驯化而来。这两种说法不管谁正确，都说明两点，一是狗确实是狼变的；二是狼一旦驯化为狗，就成为人类最忠实的伴侣，并跟随人类走遍世界，在那些没有狼的地方，人们至少可以看到狼的至亲——狗。

人作为动物，最值得骄傲的成就之一就是驯化动物。“六畜”本来是六种野生动物，硬是让人类从兽驯成畜。从此，人类可以有计划有控制有保障地给自己生产动物蛋白和奶，而且还获得了畜力，获得了生产劳动的帮手，把它们训练成了工具。尽管猪拒绝成为人类的工具，但它最后还是成为了造肥的工具。“六畜”中最死心塌地且最主动积极充当人类工具的就是狗，所以我们总把那些替人鞍前马后跑腿的人叫“狗腿子”，而不叫“马腿子”或“牛腿子”。尽管马和牛也挺工具化的，有一句忆苦思甜的话叫“做牛做马”，但比起狗，就差那点儿主动的殷勤。

而就是这点儿主动的殷勤，使狗成为人类最好的朋友。

人们常说，狗最通人性。这句话不只是说狗最理解人类的思想感情。我们说狗通人性实际上是说狗有人性。比如说，在动物界，那些关爱、保护、亲昵、帮助、悲伤等等积极的仁慈的社会性情感和行为，一般只出现在有血亲的群体中，而且往往局限在母与子的范围。一旦超出这个范围，这些情感和行为就会荡然无存。唯有狗是个例外，它居然能对不同物种的人类表现出几乎所有的积极的仁慈的社会性情感。所以，人类会用忠、义这两个最高级别的人性概念去褒誉狗。有关忠义之犬的故事史不绝书，它们的故事被编成神话，在民间口耳相传，被写进小说，拍成电影，一次次地把人类感动得涕泗横流。

日本是个特别强调忠义价值的国度，关于义犬的纪念地也比较多。茨城县那珂郡有一座犬坟，传说净印寺的僧人向镰仓报告那须之乱，让白犬送信。白犬一夜工夫奔跑上百里把信送到并连夜赶回护主，但跑到高冈这个地方气竭而亡。僧人们把白犬埋到寺中，当作犬神祭祀。在名古屋市中心区有一座犬寺，传说在17世纪的宽文时期，尾张公带着猎犬去打猎，在一棵大树下休息时，猎犬总是叼他的衣角拉他离开，尾张公一怒之下拔剑砍下犬头，只见犬头飞了起来，跃到树上死死咬住了一条张开血盆大口的蟒蛇。尾张公深为猎犬的忠义所感动，就为它建了寺庙。

在日本还有一个关于狗腿的传说。以前乌鸦和狗都是三条腿。狗觉得行动不便，于是向神仙祷告，祈求再给它一条腿。神仙出于同情，便从乌鸦身上拔下一条腿给了狗。据说狗小便时抬起后腿，是怕弄脏了神仙赐给的那条腿。你瞧！狗多懂得感恩。

可以说，义犬文化已经成为日本人的精神财富。日本拍摄过多部催人泪下的义犬电影。在《10个约定》的片首，借一位动物学家的名义写了这样一段片头记：“上帝创造了人，又觉得人缺点什么，于是又创造了狗送给人类。”

狗同人的关系过去就有三种，照《礼记·少仪》的说法，一是“守御宅舍”，这种狗叫“守犬”；二是“田猎所用”，这种狗叫“田犬”；三是“充君子庖厨庶羞用也”，这种狗叫“食犬”。守犬和田犬像人一样要起名字，食犬无名。现在，狗同人的这三种关系仍在，但都退居次要，最重要的关系乃是“当宠物以慰空虚和寂寞。”功利性的关系淡化了，情感性的关系强化了。一个个打扮得花枝招展奇装异服的狗儿子狗闺女既不需要守御宅舍，更不需要田猎原莽，当然也不会充当句子庖厨，它们是这个冷漠寡情的现代社会中一切孤独者绝对不会背叛、永远生死相随的朋友。

最信赖的朋友作文 篇3

每当我遇到苦恼时，她与我一起分担，当我遇到困难时，她尽全力帮助我，当我遇到快乐时，她与我一起分享，时时刻刻支持我，信赖我，给了我无穷的勇气。

有一次，我得了重感冒，十分容易传染，家里的人都避开我害怕我传染给他们。在这时，只有妈妈守卫在我的旁边，给了我关心。在下着大雪的晚上，也抱着我去医院检查。在妈妈精心的调养下，我的病终于有好转，这时，我看见妈妈白白净净的脸上全是皱纹，过了几个星期，我的病好了，这是我在妈妈脸上看见了比任何人都美的笑容……

妈妈一但工作上有什么好事情，都会第一时间通知我，和我一起分享成功的喜悦，每当我参加什么作文比赛，她一直帮我修改作文到深夜。“功夫不负有心人”我在市大赛中多次获一、二等奖，我的作文也多次上了学校的“红领巾广播站”，多次在全班朗读，每到这时，我都要深深地感谢我的.妈妈，如果不是她，我怎能获得好成绩?每当我受到老师的表扬，每当获奖，每当星星榜上多了一颗星星，我都会打电话告诉妈妈，我们俩共同栽下的成功之树，开花结果了!

这样的朋友,值得一交作文 篇4

小学，是人生中与朋友相处时间最长的时候。我们要珍惜好每一次与朋友相处的机会，与朋友一起学习，一起成长。开开心心地过好每一天!

有这么一位同学，她品学兼优，乐于助人，尊老爱幼，善解人意，关心同学，是我的好朋友。她长得很高，坐在最后一排。假若站成一列，放眼望去，你一定一下子就能看见她了。她的脸是鹅蛋脸，有一双水灵灵的`眼睛和一张永远笑着的嘴巴。她人看起来大大咧咧的，但对自己的学习成绩却很在乎。

有一次数学考试，她考的不太好，发到成绩以后她十分难过，但上课时间却还是努力保持着笑容。下课铃一响，她便收起脸上的笑容，呆呆的看着自己那“伤痕累累”的试卷，我本打算过去安慰安慰她，可是她却趴在桌子上难过，好像什么话也不听似的。再加上上课铃响了，我只好回到座位上坐下。到了中午，她还是闷闷不乐，也不搭理人。可没想到的是，到了下午，她又恢复了以往的笑容。

王梓歌虽然体型高大，但心思却很细腻。有一天课间，我们班一位同学被别人弄哭了，这时，有些同学便上去训斥那个同学，有些同学则一窝蜂地冲向老师办公室告状，而只有她一个人，去安慰那个哭了的同学。我一看见这情景，心中一暖，脑海里闪过一些她关心同学、安慰同学的情景。

一位朋友英语作文 篇5

he wasnt a guy of big words, and he seemed to live entirely in his own world. i remember that during the days he worked with us none of us eactly knew who he was, where he came from or what he was looking for, and afterwards he disappeared. nobody knew where he had gone, what he was doing or if he had friends or a family to stay with. i guess, we didnt even know his name----and even if we did, ive forgotten it anyway.

those days were more than hard for all of us. there seemed to be no escape from the greyness of our everyday life which was the only colour that surrounded us. the huge concrete blocks we lived in was grey, the grey of the factory dust, even the colour of our clothes, that once might have been white was grey. it must have been a bright and shining white... and i cant eactly recall how much time i spent trying to imagine the kind of white it might have been. since white was the colour of the kind of paradise i so much longed to live in someday, grey left behind nothing more than a bitter taste of emptiness and depression. i can remember how i noticed once, that any other colour must be a symbol for something, a feeling or whatever. only grey seemed to stand for absolutely nothing. this was the world i lived in, and so did he.

having our job in the factory was still luury though, considering the fact that most of us had families to feed. and not long after he started to work there, i would always find him working at the machine net to mine. wed work for hours net to each other, staying quiet, with our thoughts drifting away to a different place but still aware of our hands doing the same movements over and over again. we were doing that until the bell would ring to end the work for the day. i used to work in a mechanical way, following the same rhythm over and over again, and so did he. but every time i was about to give up, he would lift his head and give me a little smile, as if he could guess my thoughts. i think it was actually his eyes that impressed me most. they were so dark and straight, and though they seem to be hiding anything, i couldnt get rid of the impression that somehow he must be hiding something.

since i first saw him, he had always been around, and every time he gave me one of those smiles, he would spread a bit of warmth into my heart, a bit of friendliness. i guess, at the end of the day it must have been him who gave me the strength to go on somehow, just by being there.

well, to make a long story short, he died only a year after he started working with us. it was a car accident and he didnt have to suffer very long. i must have been his only friend in town, at least that was what i thought when i went to his funeral. the only person i met there was an old lady, maybe his mother. she told me that he had lost his family just the year before and after that he didnt speak any more. he hadnt said a single word. first i didnt believe her. i just thought that he was a fairly quiet person; besides there was nothing much to say anyway. but suddenly i realized that i couldnt recall ever having heard his voice at all. only then did i realize it!.

he gave me so much and i knew so little about him. he had been my friend and now i had lost him without having had the chance to give anything back. he had been so strong that he was able to give whatever had happened.