It was a semester in junior high school. I rode my bicycle to school. A motorcycle suddenly appeared on the corner. In order to avoid it, I quickly turned the front of the bicycle, but it was too late. I fell heavily on the ground. When I parked my bicycle in the parking lot, I put my trousers on my feet and realized that my knee was bleeding. I had to limp to the class. I picked up the paper towel and gently wiped the blood, but the blood was still flowing.

At this time, a classmate just passed by, saw me like this, immediately ran to the teacher to get medicine, and then applied it to me. The teacher came to me and asked me how I was doing. I was very moved at that time.

Now I have graduated, but it is still very unforgettable and worth remembering.