Ningbo Zhenhai Xiongzhen Hotel

In daily life or work and study, many people have written compositions. Composition is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. What is the composition you have seen? The following is my composition, thank you, uncle. Welcome to read the collection.

Thank you for your composition 1 On New Year's Day, my father got up first to prepare beef noodles. But the water heater can't boil hot water, and the gas is too small to boil water. Seeing that the first breakfast of the New Year will be ruined, my parents are complaining bitterly. Dad said angrily, on the first day of the lunar new year, we don't need gas. It is really disappointing! Call the gas company to fix it! But my mother said: on the first day of this year, people also went home for the New Year! We can only make do with it. What should I do if I solve this lunch and dinner? Dad complained discontentedly.

So, my father tried to dial the phone of the gas company for repair. I pressed the hands-free button and listened. It was a young lady who answered the phone. After listening to her father's story, she said, Oh! You are a newly built house, and the pipes have sunk and accumulated water. The temperature is low these days, and the water is frozen, which leads to the blockage of the pipeline and the failure to open the gas. These things are more common recently. Don't worry, I'll send someone to repair it right away. After dad hung up the phone, he was half angry and turned to us and said, let's solve breakfast first! So we went to the community breakfast shop to buy breakfast.

The plumber was already busy when we got home after breakfast. When we take a closer look, it is an uncle who broke the ice in the sewer first and then brought it up. Another uncle used tools to drain the water from the sewer. The north wind is blowing and the wind is very cold. When I saw my uncles get into the sewer, their hands and faces were red with cold. Seeing this situation, my father felt a little guilty. He quickly took out his cigarette to give them a rest, but they said, "No, there are many people who apply for repairs during the New Year. It's repaired here, and we have to rush to other places to repair it! "

In a short time, the pipeline was repaired. At this time, my mother brought steaming tea to warm them up, but they rode on the bus to solve problems for other families.

Looking at their distant backs, I can't help secretly admiring: What a good uncle! In order to send warmth to thousands of families, they gave up the opportunity to reunite with their families, gave up their small families for everyone, and stuck to their jobs without regrets.

Uncle, thank you!

Thank you, uncle. Thank you, uncle! Thank you for teaching me to respect the old and love the young!

One day, after school (because I live in school), I wanted to go home by bus and saw the bus coming. I rushed to the bus at a speed of 100 meters and grabbed a seat. I sat down with peace of mind and saw an old man walking slowly in on crutches. I thought, old man! Hurry up! I must go home!

At this time, I saw an uncle, stepped forward to hold the grandfather and said, uncle, come and sit down! Grandpa said with tears, "thank you, young man!" " "Listening to the praise of the people in the car, I suddenly felt my face was very hot. I don't think I deserve to wear this school uniform, so I stood up and said, "Uncle, please sit with me! ""Uncle said, "No need, little friend! You are still young, and you have to grow taller! What should I do if I am tired? "But I insisted that my uncle sit in my seat. My uncle insisted, but he had to sit in my seat, but he made me sit on his lap.

On his lap, we talked. My uncle said he came to work in the city because he was naughty when he was a child and didn't study, but he had to come to work in the city to make a living. He said that I must study hard and not be like him. I told her that I really admire your spirit and it is really worth learning! Uncle smiled and said, "it is the traditional virtue of our country to respect the old and love the young!" Nowadays, people are less and less appreciative of the traditions left by their ancestors. What young people need most now is to' inherit the' Deloitte frugality' of their ancestors and learn and cultivate after Sun Mou'. If everyone doesn't cherish it! What will the world be like? "

Yes! If everyone doesn't cherish it, the world will be a cold, selfish and lifeless place.

Therefore, we should inherit and carry forward the traditional Chinese virtues!

Thank you, uncle. Liars are everywhere nowadays. They put advertising paper on telephone poles, mailboxes and under doors. No, my grandma and grandpa were cheated unconsciously.

On Friday, grandma's family received an invitation call from a nutritionist who claimed to be a health care product company, and invited the elderly to attend a lecture on free health consultation at Xiongzhen Hotel in Zhenhai. Grandparents thought it was a good thing and went excitedly. After listening to some lectures, the old man, who has always been diligent and thrifty, couldn't help but spend 5000 yuan to buy a lot of health care products under the fool of the other party. After dinner, mom and dad took a look and told grandma that these things are all three-no products, but eating them is harmful to health. Grandma looked depressed: "What can I do?" What a big sum of money! Almost half a year's labor insurance salary. "Looking at grandma's sad appearance, I was secretly anxious and had a brainwave. I said to my grandparents," Why don't we call the police? Let the police find out the swindlers and prevent more people from being cheated. "Mom and dad praised me for this method.

The next morning, we dialed 1 10. The police accepted the case and told us to pay attention to the liar's movements and give timely feedback. At this time, grandma volunteered that she had the phone number of this liar. So everyone played along and asked grandma to call and say that she still wanted these products and asked her company to send some more. So with the help of the police uncle, everyone designed a partnership to catch the deliveryman. At the police station, the deliveryman made various excuses at first, saying that she was just a deliveryman and didn't know the inside story. It's a pity that her trick has long been seen through by the police uncle. In the next few hours, the police uncle fought with her, both hard and soft. Finally, the whole gang was reported, and the police uncle pursued the victory and helped grandma recover the cheated 5000 yuan. And gave grandparents a vivid ideological education class.

At this time, the image of the police uncle became tall in my mind. Thank you, dear police uncle, you are really amiable and respectable people! As long as we have you, the lives and property of our people will be guaranteed. I thank you on behalf of everyone!

Thank you uncle composition 4 One afternoon, my mother took me to Xinhua Bookstore to read. When I came to the bookstore, I chose Mr. Magic Fox, and I was immediately attracted by the story in the book. It was already dark when my mother and I walked out of the bookstore. Dark clouds are rolling in the sky, pedestrians are in a hurry, and a heavy rain is about to begin.

My mother and I came to the station and waited anxiously for the bus to arrive. I muttered, "10 1, please come quickly!" I don't want to be a drowned rat! "One car after another came, but never one I wanted. Finally, a blue bus came into view. My mother took my hand and prepared to get on the bus with the crowd. But when my mother took out her wallet, she was blindsided: the bus card was gone, except for a few hundred-dollar bills, there was only one yuan and fifty cents left in the wallet, which was still fifty cents short. what can I do? The passengers in the back urged us to choose quickly. Some pretended not to see it, listening to music with headphones on, and some looked indifferent, as if to say, "Don't take change early, don't sit without change! "Some people are talking and laughing with their companions, but none of us. The driver impatiently honked his horn and told us to get off or put in coins. My mother flushed with anxiety and pulled me out of the car. At this time, an uncle stood up and took out fifty cents from his pocket. " Here you are, little brother. I happen to have 50 cents in change. "Mom feels embarrassed." Take it. It's rush hour now, and taxis are not easy to take. Let's go home with mom! ""As he spoke, he thrust the money into my hand. My mother and I quickly thanked my uncle.

It's cold and raining outside the window. There is beautiful music in the carriage, and my heart is warm.

Thank you, uncle. When I was seven years old, it was time to go to primary school. My mother took me to school to register. I put on new clothes, new skirts and new shoes, and took my mother's hand up the steps.

Suddenly, I tripped over the steps and fell to the ground. Blood kept pouring out of my head and dyed my new clothes red. I cried, and my mother was scared to death. She wants to pick me up, but she has no strength. Just when we were at our wits' end, a patrolling security uncle came by bike. I gave him a blank look. He is very young and wears a security uniform. He said, "I hold the baby and send it to the community clinic." While holding me and riding a bike, my mother followed me with one foot crying and one foot shallow. I was in a daze all the way. Arriving at the clinic, the doctor said, "The wound is too big. I'm afraid I have to go to a big hospital to sew! " "Uncle listened, without further ado, held me and ran to the children's hospital. I lost a lot of blood along the way.

When I arrived at the Children's Hospital, the feeling of heartache made me cry. My uncle gave me his hand and said, "Hold my hand when it hurts!" " "I hold my uncle's hand tightly and feel that it is not my uncle, but my father. After sewing, my mother said gratefully, "Comrade, thank you! I really don't know what I would have done if it weren't for you. By the way, what's your name? " My uncle smiled and said, "You're welcome. I was going to resign today. Who knows you don't need to know my name, then I'll go first! " "Then, the uncle disappeared in the vast sea of people.

From then on, whenever I touched this scar on my head, I felt unspeakable gratitude in my heart. I wish him all the best in his hometown.

Thank you, uncle. I go to school every morning. The first person I met at school was a security uncle in a blue uniform and a helmet. No matter whether it is windy or rainy, whether it is cold or hot, they stick to their posts, tirelessly maintain the order of the school and protect the safety of every student.

Whenever parents send us to the school gate, they will take the initiative to pick up heavy schoolbags, help us carry them on our shoulders, greet us with a smile, and add a warmth to our hearts.

I remember that morning, when I just entered the classroom to hand in my homework, I suddenly found that I had left my English test paper at home. This must be handed in! I forgot to bring it again, which is embarrassing. I have been hesitating: if I bring it, it will be too far from home; If you don't accept it, you will be criticized by the teacher. what can I do? I was so anxious that my face turned red, like an ant on hot bricks. At this moment, I had a brainwave and thought of a good idea. So, three steps and two steps quickly ran to the guard room. I came to the door panting, but I had no time to talk, so I could only wander outside. At this time, a thin security uncle pushed open the door and asked enthusiastically, "What can I do for you, little friend?" "I ... I want to make a phone call." I replied falteringly, "I forgot to take something." "Then come on in." He called me in and asked me patiently. He took the initiative to help me dial the phone and contact my family. I feel relieved and go back to the classroom with confidence.

Before long, I wanted to get something from you. He had come to the door of the classroom and shouted my name. I happily took the things and thanked them again and again. He stroked my head with his hand and said, "Never mind, come to me next time." He solved my urgent need in this way.

Although he is only the most ordinary one on campus, doing the most ordinary things every day, he left the best impression in my heart.

Thank you, Uncle Security!

Thank you, uncle. I have an uncle named Zheng Feng. He is tall and thin, and his eyes are not only big but also bright. He wears a pair of glasses and looks like a scholar.

When I was in Tomb-Sweeping Day one year, I went to visit the grave in Yuyao, Ningbo, which is a mountainous area. When I got there, I saw an endless bamboo forest. It is dark green in front of me, like an inverted green pigment bottle, and it is green everywhere. ...

After sweeping the grave, everyone was too tired to come down, but I was clamoring to play with bamboo shoots. At this moment, I saw a man shouting, "There are bamboo shoots again!" " ""Where are the bamboo shoots? "I asked the exhausted Uncle Zheng." Bamboo shoots! Let me take you there! " Uncle readily agreed. My uncle and I climbed the steep slope step by step, looking for bamboo shoots. Because the mountain is steep, my uncle held me in one hand and a tool for digging bamboo shoots in the other, patiently looking for bamboo shoots. It wasn't long before I saw my uncle sweating. Walking, my uncle pointed to a man protruding from the ground and said, "There should be bamboo shoots here. "So my uncle dug up the surrounding soil with a hoe, dug it to a certain depth and knocked down the roots of bamboo shoots with another tool, and a bamboo shoot jumped out completely. Watching my uncle dig out the bamboo shoots so easily, I couldn't help it any longer, and I was ready to try. I grabbed the hoe and lifted it to dig. I didn't expect the hoe to be so heavy. Just when I was halfway up, I slammed on the head of a bamboo shoot and smashed a fresh bamboo shoot. " Wow, why is this hoe so heavy that I can't lift it? I am secretly worried. Just then, my uncle seemed to see my mind and said with a smile, "When you grow up, you can hold it, maybe you are still an expert at digging bamboo shoots!" " "Then, my uncle and I dug a lot of bamboo shoots, enough to burn a bamboo shoot feast.

On my way home, I found my uncle asleep. He is too tired to play with me! I really don't know how to thank him. I think when I grow up, I must dig a lot of bamboo shoots for him ...