My best friend is my classmate Tom. He is tall and thin. He has short black hair. He is very handsome and clever. We’ve been friends since we met at school in first grade.

We always ride bikes together in the park on the weekend. We also play games on our phones together after school.

But we like to discuss the problems we struggle with in different class subjects the most.

He is good at math, but weak in Chinese. Sometimes I help him figure out how to approach his Chinese homework. He is never lazy and is always ready to learn.

One day, I had a difficult math problem and he told me how to answer the questions patiently. The way he helps me and shows me kindness are the reasons why he is my best friend.