Some people will say, "This is a noble position!" Because of this lofty position, everyone will have great respect for you. ..... but my point of view is completely different from these people. I think the quality of helping others is the best thing in the world
On a sunny morning, my parents took me for a walk in the park. We talked and laughed all the way. When we were approaching the gate of the park, I suddenly saw an old uncle fall down. I eagerly said to my father, "Dad, Dad, there's an old uncle falling over there. Let's go and help him! " Without saying anything, dad followed me and ran in the direction of my finger.
I saw a white-collar uncle running to the old man first. He helped the old man pick up the dust and asked with concern, "Grandpa, are you all right?" Where did you get hurt? ""I ... I ... I have a pain here ... I have a pain here. " The old man said, pointing to his knee.
The white-collar uncle immediately helped the old uncle to the rest chair on the side of the road, rolled up his right trouser leg and saw that the old uncle's right knee was red and swollen. The white-collar uncle said in a hurry; "Uncle, I'll take you to the hospital! Your injury is quite serious. " "There is no need, young man. Go ahead. I'll sit for a while. "
The old man shook his head. "Then stand up and show me, is it better?" Who knows, the old man didn't stand firm and sat down again.
"no! Your injury is not light. If it is not treated in time, it will be more serious! " With that, the white-collar uncle stopped a taxi and helped the old uncle into the carriage. I witnessed what my white-collar uncle did. His helpful behavior is a noble quality, which everyone should do and the best thing in the world.
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I found that there were almost no eggs in the kitchen refrigerator, so I ran downstairs to the supermarket to buy eggs. Although there is everything in the supermarket, the price is too expensive.
I took the bag and filled the eggs carefully, praying in my heart that there must be no mistakes. But it backfired. Just when I took the last egg, it was probably because I was relieved. As soon as I relaxed, my hand slipped and my egg hit another egg like a boulder. The first time, a big stone hit you on the head for no reason. Still have to be wronged to death? Eggs wronged, I also wronged, feel unlucky. I have to pay for it.
So, I ran over and asked the assistant aunt how much an egg was. She said, "An egg costs about 50 cents." I'm relieved. Fortunately, I paid the original price of the egg, and I still have fifty cents left. It's a blessing in disguise. If an egg is one yuan, then I will be twice as sad.
I told my aunt who paid the bill, and she didn't blame me, just asked me to pay 50 cents. When I got home, grandpa asked me why I came back so late. I told him about it. He said, "You are so honest. If you were someone else, you would even say that a thief is a thief.
"I'm thinking: if I hadn't lost that fifty cents, I might still be in pain and shame. Now I think: Why? It is worthwhile to spend fifty cents to get an "innocent body" and a "free body". Why are you so stingy?
Wouldn't it be more comfortable to live honestly and securely? At least I think so. This incident made me understand a lot of truth, which I will never forget.
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He pouted and rolled his eyes and said, "Black is a healthy color!" "Grandma was speechless. Like all little boys, he is very playful. Just give him something, even a piece of paper, and he can keep playing.
Who is he? Let me tell you: he is my 6-year-old brother. My brother has one of the biggest characteristics-his mouth is particularly greedy.
This summer, the weather was hot, and grandma bought a lot of ice cream at one time. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for my brother.
I saw him eating in his right hand and holding it in his left. After a while, six ice creams all entered his stomach, but his tongue kept licking his lips, as if he were tasting the ice cream. He skipped home again, opened the refrigerator and prepared to buy ice cream.
This time, I was stopped by my grandmother who was cooking: "Alas, you have already eaten six, and you still have to eat." Grandma advised with concern, "if you eat your stomach again, you will eat it badly."
"Nothing, my stomach is cold!" The younger brother patted his "general's belly" as he spoke. "No, this can't be eaten."
"Good grandma, let me eat." "no!" Seeing grandma's "iron will", my brother sat helplessly on the sofa, his chin propped up in his left hand, frowning and thinking hard about something.
After a while, he jumped up like "discovering the new continent" and came to his grandmother: "Grandma, I forgot to tell you. While you were cooking outside, grandpa called and said he would come back from Shenyang at ten o'clock and asked you to pick him up. Look, it's ten o'clock. Go! " After listening to what my brother said, grandma suddenly remembered that when grandpa left the day before yesterday, he said he would come back today. So she took off her apron and walked to the station.
Seeing the "conspiracy" succeed, my brother grinned and took two ice creams out to play. This is not enough, my brother's "drama" is still behind! This year 1 October1day is grandma's 60th birthday. There are three layers of cakes on the dining table, which exude attractive fragrance from time to time, which has attracted my brother's mouth watering.
But everyone didn't go to the table. As a junior, brother.
2. People around me write about my deskmate.
She is tall and nothing special, but she has a heart of gold. She is my deskmate-Li Yan.
On the second day of this semester, the teacher asked me to sit at the same table with her. At first, I didn't care. A young girl can't be as masculine as me.
The next day, after school in the afternoon, I accidentally lost my Chinese book because I was playing on the playground. I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks, because one third of this semester is Chinese class, and now I've lost my Chinese book. what can I do?
In the morning reading class, I stood in front of the desk and stared at the blackboard. At this time, the deskmate seemed to find something, extended a hand of friendship and asked with concern, "What's the matter?" Go ahead. A hard man, shame! Why didn't you tell me? I'm bored again. Forget it! As a member of the brigade, she should report her thoughts: "Nothing, I lost my Chinese book!" " "Nothing?" The other party showed a surprised expression. Then, she picked up the textbook and put it down again and again. God knows what medicine is sold in the gourd. She hesitated for a moment and handed me the book: "Here you are. Don't be all hands and feet in the future. " What, give it to me? I can't believe my ears. I am a young girl who once looked down on me, and I can actually say this sentence. "What, give it to me, what can you do?" It took me a long time to stammer out a few words. ""Never mind, I have an idea. " "What about today?" "Then watch it together." So we began to study hard early.
After the last class, I slipped the book into her bag. However, when I got home and opened my schoolbag, my Chinese book was lying neatly inside, and my eyes were wet.
She was reading an old book early the next day. When I opened the old book after class, I saw that the cover had been torn off, the upper corner of the page turned inward, the spine line was broken, and two pages were missing. After class, I exchanged my new book with her, but she didn't agree.
At noon, I found her copying things on the table. Strange, there is no homework in the morning? She does all kinds of things. I'll walk over there, yeah! She is copying two lost texts there. She read a sentence from the book and copied it on a page-sized white paper. What came into my ears was the sound of rustling writing, and what appeared in front of my eyes was neat and delicate words. She was tired, shook her arm, and then absorbed in copying. I was a little embarrassed and decided to make a copy, but she politely declined. After copying, she took out the paste and glued the paper on, and it took a lot of effort to sew it up.
Ding went to class. She picked up the old book and listened carefully. For an instant, my throat was blocked by the strong feelings aroused in my heart, and I was moved by the love of my classmates. generate burst into tears of happiness and pride.
The first emotion that people can experience at birth is maternal love. Although we have no memory of that time, we have an instinctive attachment to our mother. The sweetest word and the most beautiful cry that a person's lips can utter is "mom". This is a simple and meaningful word, full of hope, love, comfort and all the intimate, sweet and beautiful feelings in people's hearts.
In life, mother is everything.
When she is sad, she is comforting;
When depressed, she is hope;
When she is weak, she is strength;
Mother encourages us to study hard.
The only eternal thing in the world is maternal love. Some people say that maternal love is like the sea, because she has an all-inclusive mind.
Some people say that maternal love is like a candle, because it burns itself to illuminate others, and it is the most beautiful flame.
Some people say that maternal love is sunshine, because it warms the body and gives people strength. I don't think it's too much to compare maternal love with anything beautiful in the world, but I prefer to put it away? Velvet River? It is a persistent, silent, unrequited effort, it is a kind of warmth, it is a kind of care.
It also expresses the child's gratitude to his mother.
Family ties in this world make life colorful, and family ties are beautiful.
In fact, it's not only on Mother's Day that we should care about our mother "specially". Every day is Mother's Day for 365 days, and our mother's care is not a holiday. Besides your mother, you need to care about your father and all the people in your family who care about you. Mom and dad are the pillars of the family, the source of happiness and the reliance on our life. I hope everyone can cherish this innate but precious happiness.
Let's give our mother more love and care, even if it is a fan on a hot summer day; Sweaters in cold winter ... bless all mothers in the world to be healthy and happy, and also bless all families in the world to be happy!
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My parents are seventeen years old, but I have never looked at my parents carefully. I only know that they are like two worker bees, running around for their children and their lives.
I have been poor since I was a child, almost penniless. My father has been a migrant worker for twenty years. With the growth of our brother and sister, family expenses have gradually increased and the economy has become increasingly tight.
But my father is still working hard without regrets. How many roosters crowed in the morning, when the first light appeared in the sky, my father picked the moon at one end and the sun at the other.
Every month at dusk, my father is busy plowing, sowing and harvesting ... He uses overwork to lock his mind, let us grow up healthily and dilute the bitterness of life. This is something that a mediocre and vulgar person can't do anyway.
My father's poverty is inseparable from my mother's openness and cheerfulness. Whenever there are difficulties at home, my mother always shouts loudly, "can't you live?" What are you worried about? People eat dry, and we drink thin.
Compared with others? "At this time, only the mother can drive away the melancholy air in the home, and only the mother can resolve the guilt in the father's heart. Father spends most of his time at work, but his time at home is short, and housework falls more on his mother's weak shoulders.
Therefore, in my impression, my mother always has endless work. Give her a handful of sunflower seeds, she thinks it's a waste of time.
He never wears underwear, in order to get fruit at home next to the ridge. Every time she comes home from the field, she either carries a basket of pig grass or a bundle of firewood on her arm.
Countless evenings, when Cleisthenes, the calf to be fed, called for a cow, it rang over the small village, and her mother was still bending down to spray medicine, fertilize and pull weeds in the rice field. The back of the faded shirt is wet ... mother is another person in the family who brings home the harvest and happiness with muddy water.
Parents are strong in life. They endure hardships, laugh at poverty and face difficulties and setbacks in life. Although all they have are crops and children.
My parents' hard work, tenacity, persistence and anger in hard life, as well as her self-improvement spirit, are the most precious wealth in my life and the beautiful details I will always cherish in my heart. I have an ordinary and different mother.
She has a chubby figure, a round face, bright eyes under dark and thick eyebrows, and occasionally a pair of glasses on her high nose. What I admire most is those thick eyebrows, which look like a man's decisive but gentle character.
Take recent events as an example! I often see advertisements for various fitness equipment on TV, and the treadmill is the most exciting thing for me. How I wish I had a beautiful treadmill! But on second thought, the machine costs more than 1000 yuan. Can my mother agree to buy it for me? On weekdays, my mother scrimps and saves.
I remember that when winter comes, I always wear that dress with worn cuffs, but for me, spending money on me is really unambiguous. So, in order to get the treadmill, I anxiously told my mother my dream wish. Unexpectedly, my mother decisively agreed, and I was particularly moved. I ran to the room excitedly, feeling my heart beating like a deer, thinking, "Mom, you really know my son's mind!" " Now that I have bought a treadmill, I must exercise seriously to make myself stronger like a "green bean sprout", and I must always support my future parents with a healthy body and a strong body ... My mother cares about me in every way and has special arrangements for my diet-I always think about what I like to eat when cooking, especially my vegetarian dishes.
For example, eat chicken once a week, steam broth twice, fish three times and so on. In a word, my father works in the countryside, and my mother should not only take care of my diet and daily life wholeheartedly, but also urge me to read more books.
Although my mother will go to work at the construction site during the day, she will be busy doing housework to take care of me when she comes home at night! Although she looks ordinary, in my heart, I think she is the best and most capable, and she is really the number one inside and outside. I am proud of having such a mother, and I am even more gratified that my father has such a wife. My grandmother is a net worm. My uncle in Kunming didn't come back this Spring Festival. My grandmother asked me to call him. I said, "Grandma, you are too old-fashioned. What time is it now? You still called! Now, it's all online chatting. What mobile phone do you use? " Grandma was puzzled, so I turned on the computer to show her: connect to the Internet, log on to QQ, and then leave a message for my uncle.
Grandma said, "Is that enough?" I nodded, but my grandmother became interested in the internet and said, "Granddaughter, can you teach me another day?" I readily agreed. First, I taught my grandmother how to surf the Internet, so I told her step by step what to press first and then what to press. Then, I taught her the simplest QQ chat. Grandma learned quickly and learned it in one day. She is as happy as a child.
Since learning to surf the internet, grandma has something to do every day and enjoys it. Go online if you have nothing to do, chat with others, and change your name every day; Sometimes playing small games, even watching gold digging, is better than me; And during this time, she was addicted to watching live TV on the Internet.
"Oh, my grandma, she's almost a net worm!" I thought to myself. One day, when I came home from school, my grandmother greeted me quickly, holding my schoolbag and saying, "Is there any shrimp at school today?" I was surprised, "What shrimp? There is no canteen in the school! " I am the second monk-I am at a loss.
Grandma said, "That's what everyone says when chatting. I will ask you, what happened at school? " Only then did I understand, and I thought, "Grandma is more fashionable than me now." So, I told my grandmother about school. My grandmother listened and kept saying, "9494."
I had no choice but to stop and say, "Grandma, don't keep saying' 9494'." Grandma quickly shut up and looked sad. I quickly said, "Grandma, don't be angry!" "Grandma said," No, I'm making QQ expressions! ""well, my grandmother really makes me laugh and cry.
Yesterday I went back to my grandmother's house, and she suddenly said to me, "Let's get married." Hearing this, I rushed over.
4. The great people around you write a composition about uncle Lei Feng's story and screw spirit! March is what we often call Lei Yuefeng. Teachers have taught children to learn from Lei Feng since childhood. What are the stories about Uncle Lei Feng? Let's take a look at this Lei Feng story: the screw is brilliant! Lei Feng's Story 1: Nail Spirit Once, Lei Feng and Secretary Zhang went to the countryside and talked while walking. Walking, Lei Feng felt that his foot was tripped by something. He looked down and found a rusty screw, so he kicked it to the side of the road. Secretary Zhang asked, "What are you kicking?" Lei Feng said, "The screw is broken." Secretary Zhang listened without saying a word. He picked up the screw from the grass, cleaned it with a handkerchief, and then put it in his coat pocket. Lei Feng feels very strange. A few days later, Lei Feng followed Secretary Zhang to the county machinery factory for a site meeting. In the machinery factory, Secretary Zhang asked the director: "If this machine tool is missing a screw, will it still rotate?" The factory director said, "Then something will happen!" Clever Lei Feng now understands why the county party secretary picked up this small screw. I saw Secretary Zhang take out a screw from his pocket and solemnly hand it to the factory director. On the way back, Secretary Zhang said, "Lei Feng, look, a small screw can't be used on the machine without it! So is the revolution. We people are big and small screws, and no one can live without anyone. Just like you, a civil servant, even if your position is not high, our work cannot be separated from you. Therefore, wherever the party puts us, we will play a role. At the same time, the foundation of our country is still thin, and we must work hard everywhere. We can't waste a screw. Many a mickle makes a mickle! " Lei Feng's Story 2: The studious Lei Feng is in the cinema, and the movie hasn't started yet. A primary school student surnamed Jia found an uncle of the People's Liberation Army absorbed in reading in the front seat, which was quite strange: The movie is about to start, why are you still reading? When the pupils saw it, it turned out to be Uncle Lei Feng. Lei Feng is an off-campus counselor in their school.
Write a composition describing the people around you. You can refer to (extract) the following articles:
Ordinary people around me
Speaking of the ordinary, its light is always dim, which reminds us of some little people around us. They are not famous celebrities and great men; They are not stars on the red carpet; They are not the most important people in the media. However, they are doing some great things silently, ordinary and great. Speaking of which, are there ripples in your mind? Busy workers walking back and forth in the street in the morning, middle-aged workers rushing around for our environment with brooms, and cleaners working day and night.
I also have a cleaner with me. In the eyes of others, she is very light, as light as an ant on the ground. She won't be noticed. Maybe when people pass by, they don't look at her and always point at her. She paid, paid her precious time. She did it, and she worked hard, but what she got was not admiring eyes, but unreasonable abuse and contempt.
I remember my sister and I went out for a run early in the morning. It's not completely bright yet, and it's foggy in the distance, so it's difficult to see the road ahead clearly. It's winter now, so it's not surprising that there is fog. I couldn't help shivering and jogging with my sister. At the destination, you can see a cleaning aunt cleaning up the garbage on foot in the distance. Her body trembled slightly in the fog, a few drops of dew were still stuck on her blue overalls, and several wrinkles climbed up her old face. Every place she has been is spotless. But she was still sweeping the street in such a cold morning. I stopped and sighed. This disappointing tear is spinning in my eyes. Shouldn't people sleep comfortably in a warm bed in such a cold day? But the person in front of me, she didn't, she thought for us, she did it for us, and she wanted us to grow up happily in a clean environment. I gave up my interest without any regrets and worked silently. I didn't turn around and go home until she disappeared at the end of the intersection.
She is ordinary, her work is ordinary, but her deeds are great, her personality is noble, she thinks for others, she does for others, and the cleaner has her great and extraordinary deeds!
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6.400 words about people around you. In this world, I only respect three kinds of people: those who make selfless contributions to people; People who have an influence on my life and study; My elders.
Dad is a person I respect, but not only because he is my elder. I remember one year, he chatted with a friend at home and made an appointment to meet at the gate of Nanning Library tomorrow 10.
The next day, something unexpected happened and it rained cats and dogs. Although I stopped him, he walked away.
At 1 1, 12, ... 3, he came back and pinned his greetings on the rain. "Why, he didn't come? I knew it. If I told you not to go, you would go.
There is no harm in being late without an umbrella. "I said leaning against the wall.
"This is not a question of going or not, being late or not, but a question of credibility. Although he didn't come, I went, and I had a clear conscience.
In addition, if you get wet, you can dry it; If you are sick, you can take medicine; But without credibility, nothing can be done! "This passage shocked me. I respect him because he is trustworthy.
One weekend, my father took me to the vegetable market to buy food. We walked to a stall selling fish. The fish seller is an old lady.
"How much is this fish?" "3 yuan a catty." "Well, give me one."
After that, the old lady quickly caught a fish, weighing 2 Jin, and then bagged it. Dad paid the money, but when he took the fish, he looked suspicious, but it disappeared soon.
When we left, dad went to the scale to weigh the fish. The fair scale shows 3 kilograms. Without saying anything, dad immediately ran to the fish stall and gave the old lady the money he should pay.
He also said: "You should change the scale, no!" Say that finish, we go. I respect him because he is honest.
One day when I was walking home, suddenly an old man's crutch fell into the fence and he couldn't reach it with his hands. The old man can't walk without crutches. Pedestrians came to ask, and pedestrians shook their heads and walked away.
I can't take it anymore. I walked to the fence. Suddenly, a hand was placed on my shoulder. "Little classmate, I don't need you!" When I turned around, it turned out to be my father. He was shocked to see that it was me. I stepped back and saw my father grab the fence, jumped, turned around and went in.
Take out the crutch and slowly put it in the old man's hand. Then, dad left immediately.
The old man asked me, "Who is he?" "My dad!" I'm proud to say. I respect him because of his selfless dedication.
My father is trustworthy, honest and selfless. I am proud to have such a father.
7. When heroes are mentioned, people will think of those soldiers who fought for the revolution in battle, or those who made contributions in a certain scientific field, or those who were brave. And the heroes I'm talking about today are a group of ordinary people. They are cleaners.
Although they look simple and simple, they are no different from us. But they are really amazing, which is a fact that we can see for ourselves.
The cleaner is so small, but so noble. They are the guardians of Green Home and beautiful homeland.
Day after day, year after year. Dedicated silently in that humble post.
In summer, when we are still enjoying the cool at home, they stick to their posts in the heat. They never seem to be afraid of the warmth of the sun and the pungent smell of garbage. The sweat on his face is so crystal clear in the sun.
In winter, when we are still enjoying the warmth at home, they use their frozen hands to pick up every leaf that has been blown off by the wind and clean every street. Every corner of life has their footprints.
Their bodies are industrious; My heart is kind: I remember one winter morning, it snowed as big as goose feathers. On my way to school, I suddenly fell down, and a cleaner next to me helped me up. From this time on, every day on the way to and from school, I pay more attention to the old man and give him a respectful look.
They have paid so much, but the cleaner is a role that is often overlooked. Sometimes we throw scraps of paper and all kinds of rubbish on the ground or in front of them. Even so, the cleaners who have been paying don't care, work hard, and still take pains to defend our city every day, trying to make our city clean and tidy. They traded their own dirt for the cleanliness of the city, so what we did was obviously wrong.
The city belongs to all of us, and only we can join hands with the cleaners to defend our home. Only in this way will our home be more beautiful; Our life will be better!
Here, I would also like to pay tribute to the cleaners all over the world: "You are beauticians of the city, messengers of creating a beautiful home, and heroes in my heart. You have worked hard! "
Here's another one:
In my mind, there has always been a person I admire ten times. Her name is XXX. She is the same age as me. She is my former neighbor and a little celebrity in our community.
XXX has a red egg face, obsidian eyes, red cheeks and a youthful and lively atmosphere. Judging from her name, she must be a professional singer. I really guessed right. She has participated in many singing competitions and other competitions. If she enters her room, she will see countless awards.
XXX sings very well. I remember that in the final of a singing contest, everyone was eliminated one by one, and the rest were "future singers", XXX being one of them. Everyone played to the extreme when singing, which made us very worried that XXX would not be eliminated. When it was XXX's turn to participate in the competition, she was as cool as a cucumber and gave full play to her talents. Later, the judges and the audience were intoxicated by her singing and won the championship with everyone's applause! However, a mere pupil has such a cold and intoxicating voice. I think it's natural for her to practice hard at home because she can have today's achievements!
My composition has always been very good, and I have participated in many composition competitions! But XXX sings well, but at the same time she doesn't lag behind in her studies-especially in her composition.
I remember once, XXX and I participated in a composition contest for primary and secondary school students. Everyone is sweating wildly and writing compositions. They looked up inadvertently, only to see that XXX had finished writing the composition and was revising it over and over again. Now I'm more nervous. My palms are sweating, and my mind is constantly weighing words. At the same time, I wonder why she can write so fast. Still so relaxed? After the game, the winner is undoubtedly XXX. I asked XXX enviously, "Is it easy for you to write so fast?" ""Yes, "she said." Not difficult. I practice at home. "I suddenly understood that the reason why she writes fast and well is the result of reading more and practicing more at ordinary times. It really pays off!
Now that I have moved, I have little contact with her. However, I believe she will be a very talented person in the future! But behind the talent, everyone knows how much sweat she has infiltrated! She used to be a small celebrity in the community, but now she must be a big celebrity in everyone's heart!