Neighbor's first grade composition

No matter in study, work or life, everyone is familiar with composition. With the help of composition, you can vent your emotions and regulate your mood. I believe that writing essays is a problem that gives many people a headache. The following is a neighbor's first-grade essay that I compiled for you. I hope it will be helpful to everyone. Neighbor's Grade 1 Composition 1

In my memory, the one who impressed me most was not my father or my mother, but the white-haired grandma next door. At first, I had a very unpleasant impression of her. Well, I always thought she was that kind of unreasonable old lady, someone who accepted death and was superstitious. But after that incident, I changed my view of her.

The weather was bright and a chill came to the village. I couldn't help but put on an extra coat and sneezed a few times. I saw the old lady early in the morning and I said something long-winded: " What an unlucky thing, I saw her so early in the morning. "I felt a little dissatisfied. I went to school and squinted at the old lady opposite. She seemed to know that I hated her, and nodded a few times, as if she was apologizing to me. I ignored it and went to school with my schoolbag. Throughout the day, I don’t know why I always think of the old lady nodding to me, and my heart keeps shaking. In this way, I thought about this matter for a day, and I ended school before I knew it. "Rumble, boom, boom..." There was thunder and heavy rain poured down. This sound of thunder shocked me so much that I thought: "Ah, no one has collected the clothes at home yet! Isn't it all wet?" I wonder. I ran back home at a sprint speed of 100 meters, but the sight in front of me shocked me. The old woman didn’t even collect her own clothes, but instead collected ours. Get up. I looked at that busy figure in the heavy rain, and I couldn't help but lower my head. My tears blended with the rain. I really wanted to bow my head in front of the old lady and admit my mistake, but I didn't do that. Instead, I waited for her to take us away. After putting away the clothes at home, we went back. When the old lady helped us put away the clothes, the rain had already soaked their clothes. She didn't say anything, she just smiled sweetly about it. , I finally knew that I was wrong. The image of the old lady lingered in my heart for a long time. The old lady was kind and beautiful in her heart. Although she did not have a gorgeous appearance, she had a beautiful and kind heart. .

No matter how cold the winter is, it will still turn into spring if there are such people around.

After the last adjustment, I finally left the sun. A hellish place where you have to be exposed to the sun and freezing weather - the fifth in the seventh group.

The new neighbor is named Zhang Yan. He is famous for being slow and procrastinating, so the teacher named him. A loud and interesting nickname - "Zhang Tuotuo", but I gave him an honorific title of "Brother Zhang" because I think it is very rude to call him "Zhang Tuotuo" if he doesn't annoy him. Me, I wouldn’t call him that.

Brother Zhang’s funny actions, rich expressions, and casual jokes all make us laugh. Maybe it’s because of his fat figure! In the tense junior high school life, we can often see the smiles of the people around us.

One day, Zhang Yan, who loves to collect jokes, heard a joke from a certain classmate that he said was quite funny. He came back in high spirits and laughed while telling the story to the classmates around him. Not to mention that we had to work hard to hear what he said in the gaps between his laughter. The problem was that after listening to his joke for a quarter of a stick. , no one felt funny and laughed out loud. Time was still passing, and everyone who listened to the joke was silent, staring closely at Zhang Yan, as if expecting what was going to happen next, and he also looked at us. Haha, that’s right. The cold joke really chilled us. Let’s apply for the Guinness Book of Records. "I spoke first, and everyone around me echoed: "It turned out to be a cold joke..." Brother Zhang was silent for a while, then lowered his head angrily and said softly, as if whispering: "That was not a cold joke. "Then he turned his head to do his homework and never looked up again. Afterwards, we didn't figure out why Brother Zhang found that joke funny. Perhaps it verified a sentence in a political book: "Most middle school students' emotions are rich and strong, with ups and downs. Big, very unstable..."

When the teacher announced the three-day holiday on New Year's Day, Brother Zhang was the one who laughed the most, his eyes narrowed with joy. I asked: "Is that so? Are you happy? "Of course!" There is one more day in my life, one more day that is completely under my control, one more twenty-four hours! What is the concept of twenty-four hours? Forget it, an uneducated person like you won't understand. Then he giggled again. "Um, so, reading has shortened your life?" "He glanced at me and said nothing.

The new neighbor made the tense study atmosphere relaxed, thank you for having him. Neighbor's first grade composition 3

One year ago, the new neighbor I moved into a family, and I rarely saw the adults, but I often saw the two children going out to play. The younger sister was very young, about three years old, and the elder sister was about my age, nine years old. One day, I passed by her house. Crying sounds came from the house, followed by the comforting voice of the young lady: "Okay, don't cry, sister will cook right away. "Then there was the sound of pots and pans banging. Later I found out his name was Huang Xiaohong.

One morning when I went out, I happened to bump into her going out. Her hair was messy and she was wearing a very special sweater. The wool of various colors was mixed with threads everywhere. It could be seen that it was pieced together with scraps. When she saw me, she blushed with embarrassment, lowered her head and walked away in a hurry. On this day, her parents were not at home again, and her younger sister yelled to go out to play, but it was snowing outside again, and her younger sister was so cold that she gritted her teeth and chattered. Without hesitation, she took off the sweater and put it on her sister. She was so cold that her knees were so high that her face turned blue. She hugged her sister, shrank her neck, sniffed, and shivered into a ball. Every time we guys were playing, she would look at us from a distance, her eyes full of expectation and a touch of sadness.

She is always silent like this. Her "silence" sometimes makes us sympathize, and sometimes makes us admire her. One day, a few friends came to my house to play and peeled melon seed shells all over the floor downstairs. I said sweep it away. But they said: "It's okay, the cleaners have to clean it anyway." We went to play, and suddenly remembered that I forgot my things at home, so we went back to get them. I happened to bump into Huang Xiaohong. She was holding a very short broom, bent over, and sweeping a piece of melon seed shells backwards. I was just thinking that she tilted her head and stretched out her arms to sweep, under the stone cracks. The crack in the stone was very narrow, so she inserted the broom into the dustpan at an angle and checked it carefully again. She just stopped and was panting from exhaustion while holding the broom. Oh, her fingers were as cold as carrots and there were cracks on them. No wonder I heard the sound of her washing clothes every night. When she saw me, she blushed and quietly went home with the broom.

She is such a silent person, silently making people sympathize with and silently admiring her. Neighbor's First Grade Composition 4

Suddenly the autumn wind came all night, and the fallen leaves flew all over the corridor. I took the broom and swept the corridor seriously. Whenever this happens, I will think of my neighbor -

My neighbor is an old man over seventy years old, tall, with a beard, hair as white as snow, and a pair of sleeping bags. There is a pair of deep-set eyes under the silk eyebrows, with serious gaze. There are layers of wrinkles on his face, he walks with a limp, and he always likes to wear an old military uniform that has been washed white.

The old man is not good at talking, and his children work in other places. He is at home alone, so his personality becomes very strange and withdrawn. Usually, I keep books and newspapers in hand, watch TV and take walks, but other than that, I don’t have any special hobbies.

One time, I was skipping rope on the corridor. When I was jumping vigorously, the door behind me suddenly opened. The old man stuck his head out and scolded me loudly: "Don't jump in front of my door, it will affect my rest." . Children must know how to respect others!"

I returned home in frustration. From then on, I was full of resentment towards the old man.

One late autumn morning, the strong wind howled, stirring up the withered yellow leaves all over the corridor. But when I came back from school, the fallen leaves were no longer there. I really didn’t understand what was going on, but when I saw a bucket of fallen leaves placed in front of the old man’s door, I understood everything... It turned out that the old man cleaned the corridor every day. I couldn’t help but In awe of him.

From then on, whenever the old man cleaned the corridor, I would pick up the broom and sweep with him. The old man started talking when he was happy. From the old man's mouth, I learned that the old man was a veteran who had fought bloody battles on the Korean battlefield and had achieved second-class merit. During a battle on a certain high ground, he was unfortunately hit by enemy shrapnel in his left leg, leaving him disabled.

Later, the old man often told me stories about the war years. Whenever he talks about the brutal battles and the tragic deaths of his comrades beside him, he often has tears in his eyes. I never expected that the flag of the People's Republic of China also has the grace of an old man.

Unfortunately, in February this year, the old man passed away. With tears in my eyes, I looked up at the starry sky, thinking that in the vast universe, life may be as short as fallen leaves, but the brilliance of life is like the bright stars, always shining with dazzling light... Neighbors' first grade composition 5 < /p>

Dear neighbor:

Are you still adapting to your new home?

Eight years ago, when you were an old woman with wrinkles on your face, you were hobbling. When I walked into the opposite door, I couldn't help but feel very frustrated as I peeked through the crack in the door. I originally hoped that a child of similar age to me would come to play with me, but I didn't expect that it was an old character.

Unexpectedly, I saw you in the living room again after school the next day. You said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Whenever you go to a new place, you will come to visit new neighbors. Through conversation, I discovered that you are an optimistic and cheerful person. You are a woman from the countryside. Due to the patriarchal mentality at home, you have no chance to go to school. Therefore, no matter how hard or tired you are, you must do your best to support your children in school. Your life is extremely difficult, with only a monthly salary of 1,000 yuan, so you have to live frugally and save money for your children. No matter how unfair your fate is, you always have hope in life. Your open-minded persistence moved me.

You are a kind person. You always help your neighbors. That day, I came home from school, but my parents were not at home. You invited me to your home, and while you waited for my parents with me, you prepared dinner for me.

The dinner was not rich, but it was delicious. I didn't expect you to have such superb cooking skills. Then, you tell me a story. Because my parents came home late that night, so you waited for me to fall asleep. When my parents came back, I was sleeping sweetly next to you, dreaming of innocent dreams.

You are a person who cannot be separated from labor, and it seems that you can never be idle for a moment. You know, most of the people living in the building are young office workers, and it is very hard to go out early and come back late. So, you took the initiative to take on the task of clearing the snow. Whenever the heavy snow passes, your figure will appear in front of and behind the building. I feel really sad to see you growing older than your age due to labor. It is you who has cleared a convenient and fast way for us to go to work and school. With you here, even in the cold winter, I will still feel very warm.

You are a warm-hearted person. That day, my mother hung the quilt to dry in the park downstairs, and then left because she had to do something urgent. Not long after, the sky suddenly became overcast. You were afraid that the downpour would wet the quilt again soon, so you knocked on my door hurriedly. No one answered. You looked at the increasingly gloomy sky and promptly took the quilt back to your home for safekeeping. Wait until my mother comes back and give the quilt back to her.

I will never forget the time I spent with you. However, you have to separate from me and us. I miss you so much and hope you are well.

Sincerely

Salute to Neighbors 1st Grade Composition 6

Today, a popcorn popper came to our community. I saw it and wanted to let my mother know burst. My mother said: "If you can finish your homework quickly and well, we will do it." With my mother's encouragement, I finished my homework quickly.

My mother and I came there happily carrying the materials for popping popcorn. There were already three or four neighbors there. While popping popcorn, I discovered the camaraderie between neighbors.

1. The first few aunts have all finished popping the popcorn. When loading the rice krispies, my mother always rushes over and helps them pack them together, with a happy smile on her face. Before the aunties left, they forced me to give me a few pieces of rice cakes.

2. There was an aunt who had finished popping the peanuts and had some peanuts left, so she said to her mother: "Mom Haoyu, I still have some peanuts here. Take it and put it in the rice. It will be very delicious." It's delicious." Mom thanked Auntie and put the peanuts into the rice. When I ate rice cakes with peanuts, the usually light peanuts felt very sweet.

3. There is an aunt popping corns. She said to her mother: "Mom Haoyu, I brought so much corn, please pop some popcorn for Haoyu." Mom said: "No, thank you!" Auntie put it in a small plastic bag for me He ordered some popcorn for me to take home and eat. I was very moved.

4. When the aunt in front of me was talking to my mother, she knew that my homework had not been checked yet, so she insisted on letting my mother get in front of her and let her explode first. My mother stood in front of her embarrassedly. My mother and I felt indescribable happiness in our hearts.

5. When an aunt saw that her mother only brought two small plastic bags, she said: "How can you do it with two such small bags? You can use my big bag. I still have it at home. I will bring it again." Go back and get one." She gave the bag to her mother and ran home quickly to get a big bag. We used Auntie's big bag to carry all the rice cakes home in one go.

When we got home, we ate sweet rice cakes, watched good TV series, and thought about what just happened.

I thought: The neighbors are so kind to us, I will respect them in the future; if people help each other and are so friendly like our neighbors, the world will definitely become a better place!