我的和平梦作文（实用1篇）

An ordinary grade six pupil doesnt have any great dreams now. I just saw the incident of fighting and fighting outside the school. I couldnt help feeling that if they could yield to each other, it would be nice to live together peacefully. This is my dream of peace.

On that day, on the way home from school, I saw a couple of people. Chen, our class, was dragged into an alley. I didnt see this. I asked a few classmates to accompany me to see what happened. Where the alley, in front of the scene so that I saw be startled at our class, Fumou, Zhao Mou, Chen is the cuff and kick his bag, thrown on the ground, even with sand, soil and throw it at him, he really is particularly awkward. I cant bear it, I used to stop them. I pulled Chen out and wiped the dust on his body with a wet red scarf. He shouted at me, "why do you help him?" I yelled at him in a louder tone, "I cant see how you can bully and despicable behavior." Because they were under me, they did not continue to fight. This is what I experienced personally.

Im not saying how much I good, but Im sure my temper is good, our class that some naughty students are often here, where a punch, who hit the students will fight back, finally evolved into a fight. And I wont, I can do it, as long as its not too much, and its OK. I think that if they were both generous and tolerant, that would not have happened.