Police uncle with correct composition in the wind and rain

Despite the heavy wind and rain, the traffic police uncle is meticulous in directing traffic.

Although it is late at night, the math teacher corrects his homework meticulously.

Although there were many difficulties, Comrade Xiao Wang still spent the summer vacation, and the rainstorm deeply stayed in my memory.

This is the evening after several hot and difficult days. My mother and I are walking in Yuyuantan. When we reached the chartering dock, the sky began to sound dull thunder, which gradually became dense, and soon it was dark. After the lightning, it began to rain. My mother opened a parasol that I usually put in my bag to shelter me from the rain. I didn't go far. Suddenly, I heard the sound of many soybeans falling from far and near. Before I knew it, the heavy rain had cracked our umbrella. In an instant, a rain curtain hung between heaven and earth, and white rain flowers splashed on the ground. Our umbrella is too small to bear such a heavy rain. It is raining lightly, and the wind is beating against us. I only have one wish in my heart: if there is a place to hide from the rain. At this time, a policeman uncle came up and said, "That's our park police station ahead. There are no other buildings around here. Come with me! " He took us into the yard of the police station, and the police uncle warmly let me and my mother into the house, leaving our uncle half wet. "Goodbye, children!" My uncle turned and left. Later, I learned that this is the police uncle who just got off work and wanted to go home. "Hachoo!" My mother sneezed and I was numb all over. My mother and I wore thin clothes, and some places were wet by the rain. The air conditioner in the room is a little cold when it is cold. "Turn off the air conditioner," the policeman said with concern. "It doesn't matter," my mother said no more. "You are wearing a formal suit." "Nothing, a cold is not good for you, and there are children!" My uncle turned off the air conditioner, and I don't feel cold. Looking at the growing rain outside, I was filled with gratitude: if it weren't for the police uncle, we didn't know what it would be like. When my uncle helped us, it was so peaceful and natural, just like a little thing they experienced in their daily work. A word flashed through my mind: "Call the police if you are in trouble." When we are in trouble.

After a long time, the rain gradually subsided. My mother and I said goodbye to the police uncle. I saw thin sweat on the forehead of every policeman's uncle. Thank you police uncles!

A good policeman around me

If you carefully observe the people around you, you will find that many people around us admire us. Perhaps, what you admire most is the workers who work tirelessly in that sunshine. Perhaps, what you admire most is the roadside cleaners who are unknown to beautify the city; Perhaps, what you admire most is the uncle of the People's Liberation Army who sacrificed himself for others ... Although there are so many admirable people around us, what I admire most are the good policemen who stick to their posts and constantly serve the people.

Not far from my home is the Public Security Bureau. In front of the public security bureau, one or two policemen patrol every day. One of them impressed me deeply. He has regular facial features and a big figure. His straight police uniform set off his majesty. The armband on his shoulder sparkled in the sun, and his slightly wrinkled brow was extremely serious, which made people respect him!

There is nothing wrong with police patrolling, but those policemen are veritable "pipeline people" It seems that he is a teacher, the pedestrians on the road are all primary school students, and they don't even know the traffic rules. Passing by on the way to school, I can always hear a few words: "Turn on the turn signal when turning, and go slow at the intersection." Something like that After a long time, I can even recite it backwards. Sometimes I want to ride my bike faster, but the result is even worse if I don't listen to his nagging. During that time, he always stopped me and seriously advised me to pay attention to road safety. I even came close to being late for school several times.

Once, my father and I were watching the news at home, and accidentally saw a familiar face on the list of good policemen of the month-the "pipeline man" who was on the roadside all day. I thought angrily to myself, "How can a policeman like him be on the list?"

The next day was the weekend, and I came to the roadside early in the morning to see how he got that title. At this look, I was dumbfounded. I saw that his eyes were bright, and he kept staring at the streets where people came and went, for fear of missing every detail that might cause danger. He kept reminding pedestrians of traffic safety with a baton in his hand.

Day, suddenly gloomy, see the weather changes in spring, the rain may come soon, abnormal weather makes pedestrians impatient, the intersection suddenly crowded a lot, at this moment, I saw a little girl about my age bulging her cheeks, flushed, holding a bicycle, trying to cross the road, I couldn't help secretly squeezing a sweat for her. I saw the police uncle quickly walked up to her and asked patiently. It turned out that the girl parked her car on the side of the road and was stabbed by a prank. I think: rain is coming, so little things, my uncle will definitely not pay attention! Unexpectedly, without saying a word, he screwed up his bicycle, pulled the girl, strode to the edge of a garage, and quickly returned to his post after explaining. What he says and does seems so natural, which is perhaps the most common thing he does in a day! But at this moment, I completely changed my opinion of him. I am sincere in the details! Now I understand that this police uncle has been urging everyone to obey the traffic rules for people's safety and interests. I can't help but feel ashamed of my childish ideas.

From that day on, I seldom saw that uncle, and sometimes I felt quite unaccustomed. As a result, I found that this uncle could no longer stand guard. When my uncle was helping an old woman cross the street, it happened that a big truck passed by. My uncle quickly pushed her aside, but her left leg was crushed. When I heard this, my heart thumped and I stared at my uncle's previous post for a long time. I thought, "An ordinary policeman has such a noble style and such a fearless spirit of self-sacrifice." At that moment, I was in awe, and his shadow was always fixed in my heart.

"Shield, blood casting, there is danger. For the mother's smile, for the harvest of the earth, what is the fear of romantic life in troubled times! " This familiar song is floating in my ear. At this moment, I really want to sing for him and all the heroes who have made great sacrifices for the people! Yes, they have won the smiles of millions of mothers and the harvest of the earth with their own hands. They will always be good policemen in the hearts of the people!

Every summer, I can't help admiring the figure on the traffic post, and I can't help admiring the cars that are constantly flowing but neatly arranged.

I can't help but admire the cars that are flowing but neatly arranged.

In the storm, he stood upright and helped the elderly with mobility difficulties to cross the road; He stood upright in the hot sun. Invite thirsty passers-by to the sentry box for a drink.

Perhaps greatness is beyond description, but thoughtfulness is absolutely accurate; Maybe he is weak, but he definitely appears in front of us with a full attitude; Maybe he is not handsome enough, but he can show his mighty figure in front of us. He is a traffic policeman.

Every day, when I pass Hong Lan Road on my way to school, I always see a burly policeman. He wore a straight dark blue police uniform, a white belt around his waist, a walkie-talkie hanging all day and a hat on his head. The national emblem above shines in the sun, which makes him more dignified and solemn. After school, many parents are waiting to pick up their children on Hong Lan Road leading to the school gate. Some people use bicycles, others use motorcycles ... People come and go, the road is crowded, but there are few traffic jams, because the police uncle has been directing traffic in the middle of the road. He stood up straight and kept waving, and his movements were very standardized and powerful, which ensured the smooth flow of the road.

I remember once, after school, the weather was sultry. On my way home, I saw an old woman going to cross the road, but there were many cars coming and going, and the speed was fast. It is very dangerous for her to cross the road. When the police uncle saw it, he hurried forward and said kindly to her, "Grandpa, let me take you across the street!" " The old woman looked up and said with a smile, "Thank you, comrade policeman." So the police uncle took grandma's hand and sent her safely across the road step by step, and hurried back to his post to direct traffic. Sweat soaked his uniform, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he didn't bother to wipe it. When I saw this, I felt admired.

In people's eyes, traffic control may be a very ordinary job, but it is precisely because of the hard work of this ordinary traffic police uncle that the traffic safety of the city has been exchanged for the happy life of thousands of families in Qian Qian, Qian Qian. Silk completed the task meticulously.