Detailed description of courier composition

1. Describe the composition of the courier "Ding! Ding ... ""Who is so rude! " As I walked to the door, I kept complaining, "I won't let people stop on a big Sunday!" " As soon as I opened the door, a dark young man stood outside the iron gate and shouted, "Are you at home!" " "The voice sounded impatient and full of anger." Who are you? ""express! "The sound is getting louder and louder." It's just a little courier! "The fire in my heart suddenly shot up, as if I could hear the sound of the fire. I opened the iron gate, and he rushed up, dressed in old-fashioned work clothes, as if he hadn't washed it for years, and his skin was tanned like coal. This is such a person. As soon as he rushed up, he argued loudly with me and splashed it in my face. A gentleman talks but doesn't start work. The time for talking has passed, and there will be a head-on conflict soon.

At this critical moment, the father who was cleaning the printer inside heard the quarrel outside and came out. He pushed me away from the noisy front, calmly took over the burden of the courier and said, "Thank you." The black face that was originally angry from embarrassment suddenly calmed down and looked at my father and me with surprised eyes. At this time, I saw that his face looked naive and simple. At first glance, he is a young man who grew up in the countryside and worked in the city. In fact, I'm not much older than me, but I'm already making money to support my family, coming and going in the rain, and almost living a life of reaching for clothes for food. There are teachers at school and the whole family at home care about me, but I still can't help but regret what I just did, and he seems to have seen something and is a little shy. My father gave him the signed list, and he said, "Thank you." Still a little embarrassed, blushing, I blurted out: "Go!" The courier turned and left. I met him once later, and we were both very friendly.

From then on, when I walked on the road, I always paid attention to them, riding a motorcycle, driving a minivan, walking through the wind and rain, drilling around in the streets and alleys, taking over such hard work, my attitude changed, and I couldn't help but salute them deeply when I looked at their distant backs!

2. The scene of 200 words in the third grade composition describes a person who was born in poverty and worked hard in other places, but unexpectedly helped a family enthusiastically. Without him, the family would break up. Who is this great man? He is an ordinary uncle postman!

That morning, a three-year-old girl fell asleep in a residential building in a community. Her grandmother saw her sleeping quietly. She thought she wouldn't wake up for a while, so she locked the door and went out to buy food. The girl didn't actually sleep soundly. He just slept for a while and then woke up. But when she got up, she didn't see her grandmother. She looked for her anxiously. Seeing that she couldn't find it, she moved a small stool and stood on it to look out of the room, but because the chair was a little high, the girl would probably fall downstairs if she stood on it. Unfortunately, things finally happened. Because the little girl still couldn't see her grandmother, she stood on tiptoe and looked out. Suddenly, she lost her center of gravity and turned over from the windowsill. She let out a scream ... a courier who just wanted to enter the building heard this. He ran to the place where the girl was about to fall, stretched out a calloused but powerful hand and firmly grasped the girl. The girl was not injured, but the courier's uncle was admitted to the hospital because of a strong impact and a serious fracture of his hands.

After the accident, it was quickly uploaded on the Internet, WeChat and TV. I think without this courier uncle, this family would be in grief. Uncle, you are really something!

3. The courier with the worst composition is 150. That man is a serious courier boy. He is a courier. He is in his early 20 s, looks not so good, and wears thick glasses. You can tell at a glance that he has just done this job, even wearing a suit and tie, and his shoes are well polished.

When you speak, your face will be slightly red and a little shy. Unlike his peers, wearing casual flat shoes is convenient for running upstairs and downstairs, and people are glib ... Almost every day, courier boys come to knock on the door, and some come to pick up courier items, but most of them come to send business cards and promote business. There are many express delivery companies now, which is really convenient. They are indispensable business and personal affairs.

So we will leave the business cards they gave us, put them in the drawer, and take any one when we use them. No matter what happens, a boy wearing sports shoes and carrying a big bag will come over soon after the phone call ... it's his first time and he also sent a business card. I only said a few words about which company I was from, and then put down my business card with both hands and left.

Leather shoes make a crisp sound when they step on the floor of the corridor. A colleague said that this silly boy is not afraid of being tired even if he wears leather shoes to send express mail.

See him again in a few days. The colleague who received the business card has a letter to send. Maybe Ding Junhui's business card was on the top, so I called him.

The phone call passed, and he came over in more than ten minutes. Still wearing leather shoes, still a little nervous.

After filling out the form, he read it carefully several times, then said thank you, took the change and handed it carefully with both hands, as if he had completed a solemn handover ceremony. Because of his thick glasses, suit and tie, taciturn and cautious, I subconsciously remembered him.

After delivering something to my family every few days, I asked my colleague for his phone number. He came quickly, carefully put things away and took them away.

Every few days, I send express several times. Because he has just been doing it for a long time, he is really much more serious. He wants to confirm the identity of the signer, then open it after receiving it to see if there is anything wrong with it, and then leave.

So it takes him more time to send an express mail than others, and it is estimated that he won't make much money. I feel that this industry is really not something that a silly boy like him can do well.

In a blink of an eye, it was May Day. At noon the day before the holiday, I heard clear footsteps in the corridor and then someone knocked at the door. It's him, Ding Junhui.

He changed into a light suit and his shoes were still bright. Holding a bag of red oranges in his hand, he blushed as soon as he entered the door.

Is that you? Colleagues said. Is there any express delivery for us? He shook his head and put the orange on the coffee table. He looked embarrassed and said, I made my first business here.

I'll send you some fruit. Thank you for taking care of my work. I wish you a happy Labor Day. This is the longest sentence he said in my memory, as if he had rehearsed it in advance, and it was very smooth.

We're all a little embarrassed. For such a long time, no one who has a working relationship has come to give us gifts. He is just a courier boy who eats by himself, and he has no intention of letting him take several jobs. It's really impossible to talk about who takes care of who. He insisted on leaving the orange, quickly said goodbye and turned out of the door.

It should be fruit from a street stall. Oranges are not big and taste a little sour. But none of us said a word of criticism.

For a long time, some people said that the little boy was quite stupid and human. Maybe it's because of his oranges, his humanity, and the express mail and articles that the whole office will call him.

I also recommended him to other departments. Ding Junhui obviously runs to us frequently, sometimes four times a day.

We are familiar with such frequent contact. Ding Junhui also wears shirts in very hot weather, mostly white, with neatly buttoned necklines.

Always wear leather shoes, never casually. Once, a colleague joked with him that you always wear such rules, not like a courier at all, but like an insurance seller.

He said very seriously, selling insurance is so serious, why can't the courier? At the beginning of the training, the leader said that when I went to see my clients, I must dress neatly, which is the minimum respect for each other and our profession. Colleagues continue to tease him. Did you listen so carefully to what the leader said? Of course, listen to the leader carefully. He didn't mind his colleagues teasing him at all, but he explained it seriously.

We laughed again. He is probably the most obedient employee in this industry, right? He does such a simple job much harder than others, but what can he get in the end after such hard work? He seems to be doing more and more confidently, but our attitude is not optimistic. I don't think it's easy for a stupid person like him to develop. Sure enough, Ding Junhui's express career is two years.

In two years, he changed a pair of glasses, and his clothes and words and deeds remained basically the same. His work attitude is still very serious, and he has never heard any complaints.

I called him to get something that day. My college classmates are teachers in technical secondary schools. She got married 1 1 month 1 day, and I have a gift for her.

After filling out the form, Ding Junhui suddenly said during the inspection, Ah, it's my school. His voice was so loud that I was startled.

He added, I also graduated there. This time I understood, and I couldn't help looking up at him with some surprise.

Do you go to school there? Maybe that address made him a little excited. He said in a series, Yes, yes, I studied accounting and just graduated in 2004. Oh, my god This ugly courier boy turned out to be a secondary school student in a regular school.

I can't help asking him, why don't you find another job because you have academic qualifications and professional expertise? Faced with such an inquiry, he was a little embarrassed to say that at that time, he didn't think it was so difficult to find a job suitable for his major. It took months to find it. It was too difficult. My family is in the countryside and quite poor. It's good for me to finish my studies at home, so I can't ask them for money any more.

It happened that the courier company wanted express delivery, so I went. It's good to do this ... so all your knowledge is wasted? I still feel sorry for him.

I won't. Express delivery also needs good co-ordination to improve efficiency, such as classifying customers according to different regions and different business types, what customers with many businesses usually send, where to send them, and how to deliver them privately ... Usually, when you see a customer's phone number, you will know his equipment, what to send and how big boxes you need to bring ... He giggled.

One thing that touched me most was the composition of express delivery. When it rains, I will think of my dear grandfather, who touched me the most.

It was Friday, and I don't know who angered God. Suddenly, the sky outside the window turned dark, and it began to rain in Mao Mao. But who would have thought that at noon, the light rain in Mao Mao gradually turned into a downpour, and my mood was as gloomy as the sky.

What shall we do? What shall we do? I didn't bring my umbrella, and I didn't tell my family to pick me up. Looking up at the sky, the rain will not stop for a while.

My parents are still working, my grandparents are in poor health and I have no money. I am in a really bad mood. I really envy watching my classmates walk out of school one by one.

Just then, a kind voice came into my ear, "Jiang Meng!" I turned around and said, "Grandpa!" I cried excitedly and saw my grandfather riding a bicycle and wearing a black raincoat, but this small raincoat could not stop the strings of raindrops. I covered my head with my schoolbag and ran to grandpa. Grandpa quickly opened the umbrella and handed it to me.

I found my seat wrapped in a plastic bag by my grandfather. He said he was afraid of getting wet on the road. I am very touched. "Come on!" Grandpa said.

"No, I have an umbrella anyway. I can go back by myself. Please don't take me by bike. This road is slippery. " Grandpa is old, it may be dangerous to ride a bike by himself, let alone get wet with me.

Grandpa quickly said, "Nothing, nothing. I don't trust you to go back in rainy days. Let's go, it will rain even harder in the future! " "I had to agree. Grandpa is very careful at every step. The wind is getting stronger and stronger. My umbrella was blown over several times. Grandpa simply took my umbrella and put on my raincoat.

Beads of rain as big as beans hit grandpa's body and face. I insisted on returning the raincoat to grandpa, but it was useless. Finally, when I got home, my grandfather was covered in water. Grandma quickly brought a towel and asked me what was going on. Grandpa quickly interrupted and said, "nothing, the umbrella on the road is broken." I gave her my raincoat, so I got wet. I'm going to take a bath. "

Tears welled up in my eyes as soon as grandpa turned into the bathroom. I will never forget this incident, and let me know how much my grandfather loves me and how much I love him.

I am proud to have such a grandfather.

19 12 In Shanghai, it rained twice: once for fifteen days and once for sixteen days. The rainy days in recent days make people ask, "What is sunny in Shanghai?" However, it is an uninterrupted "tick" sound that still shuttles through it.

They ride an old electric car, which is their only means of transportation. The gray poncho has a lot less color than the pedestrians on the road. Sweat and rain on their foreheads were inseparable, and large and small packages were tightly held on their arms.

"Hello, please sign for the express delivery." They shouted at the iron gate of the school. But for a long time, nothing happened. He stopped the train and looked in with the express delivery, only to see a head sticking out of the iron gate: "Go home, the school rules don't accept express delivery." The sound echoes in the rain.

No way, he had to take out his mobile phone and call the consignee. The busy tone of "DuDu" made him sigh helplessly, and the white smoke exhaled dissipated in the winter rain, leaving only the gray figure of him riding an electric car.

They shuttled through the streets in the rain, and the courier that had not been sent out was a little wet but unusually warm under their poncho.

"Hey, it's a courier." On Sunday morning, I finally waited for a woman in pajamas to open the door, with a sleepy face. Opening her mouth is a sharp soft word of Wu Nong. He doesn't understand, but he can understand that he is either dissatisfied with his wet clothes or disturbed other people's dreams in the morning. The woman signed in a hurry, grabbed the courier in his hand and slammed the door. He looked at the closed door in front of him and gave me a wry smile.

The constantly frightened rain always makes people forget the time. Dusk has come, and the shabby shacks in the suburbs emit dim lights. "Mom, it's me. How have you been recently ... I had a particularly smooth day ... Yes, I was at home? The courier has been delivered, I'm not tired ... Please take care of yourself. ...

He had a simple and honest smile on his dark face, as if he had been seen by his old mother who was still in his hometown. Putting down the phone, he looked at his son's perfect math test paper and found that it was not so wet and cold after a day of rain.

In this era when online shopping is full of people's lives, and in this era of adhering to the concept that customers are God, couriers have become an indispensable and extremely difficult profession. There are always people who are not afraid of wind and rain, cold eyes and cold. I have been shuttling through the streets and lanes for countless days, dragging my tired feet, but I am glad that I have not been able to stand in Shanghai, an international metropolis.

They are always easy to satisfy, have less, and get a little is more precious; They always wear smiling faces, not only because of the needs of work, but also because the smiles on their faces are sunny in their hearts and an indispensable landscape of the city.

The sun hid for a long time and finally smiled. The long-lost sunny day made them look up. The bright sunshine spread all over Shanghai, dried the rain stains on the moped and hung up the gray raincoats. They are like sunshine, illuminating the shabby shacks and the children's hearts.

They are couriers, they are the pride of children, they are the happiness of parents, they are the light.

6. The scene of 200 words in the third grade composition describes a person who was born in poverty and worked hard in other places, but unexpectedly helped a family enthusiastically. Without him, the family would break up.

Who is this great man? He is an ordinary uncle postman! That morning, a three-year-old girl fell asleep in a residential building in a community. Her grandmother saw her sleeping quietly. She thought she wouldn't wake up for a while, so she locked the door and went out to buy food. The girl didn't actually sleep soundly. He just slept for a while and then woke up. But when she got up, she didn't see her grandmother. She looked for her anxiously.

Seeing that she couldn't find it, she moved a small stool and stood on it to look out of the room, but because the chair was a little high, the girl would probably fall downstairs if she stood on it. Unfortunately, things finally happened. Because the little girl still couldn't see her grandmother, she stood on tiptoe and looked out. Suddenly, she lost her center of gravity and turned over from the windowsill. She let out a scream ... a courier who just wanted to enter the building heard this. He ran to the place where the girl was about to fall, stretched out a calloused but powerful hand and firmly grasped the girl.

The girl was not injured, but the courier's uncle was admitted to the hospital because of a strong impact and a serious fracture of his hands. After the accident, it was quickly uploaded on the Internet, WeChat and TV. I think, without this courier, this family would be in sorrow.

Uncle, you are really something.

7. Composition: Ordinary people express that ordinary sand contains precious gold, and ordinary soil breeds fresh life. After an ordinary career, there stands a brilliant life. We don't have to envy the pets collected by stars. Don't be eager for the vertical and horizontal cooperation of politicians; There is no need to pursue wealth deliberately. Ordinary life also has a unique scene. We should be content with the ordinary.

Because we are ordinary, we can live a relaxed and leisurely life. We don't have to go through the gossip and exposure of stars. You don't have to understand the intrigue in politics; Not to mention the ups and downs of entering the business world. Although this ordinary life will make us lose the opportunity to show our charm, lose the feeling of being in power and high above, and lose the material conditions of luxury food, we can still find our own value in ordinary life. We can still sing at home every day and show the charm of family in front of our families. In the chess field, show your great talent and great strategy of strategizing and winning thousands of miles.

Because of the ordinary, we can live carefree and carefree. Without the sense of loss of tomorrow's stars and yellow flowers, although there is no lofty spirit, there is less sadness of "fewer and fewer chariots and horses" the day after tomorrow, and more leisure interest of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely".

Because of the ordinary, we have a deeper understanding of the true meaning of life: the ordinary is true. There was once a celebrity who made a wish: Let me live an ordinary life. Obviously, he is not an ordinary person. Therefore, people who live an ordinary life should cherish the scenery around them and lose a delusion of desperately pursuing honor, money and status. Ordinary makes us have ordinary fun. But ordinary never means inferiority, but it also means.

Of course, being content with the ordinary doesn't mean being content with fate, being left to fend for itself, and having no enterprising spirit. As the saying goes, capable people should help the world, while the poor should be spared from it. It is everyone's dream to live, do great things and be immortal. Being content with the ordinary does not mean that people should abandon their ideals and live, but should respect the objective reality and learn to find pleasure in suffering. Because great people are few after all, relatively speaking, there are countless ordinary people. Great men always start their careers in a certain social environment created by ordinary people. Ordinary people are not taciturn. In society, people like Lei Feng, Li Suli, Kong Fansen and Chen Jinshui still have brilliant lives behind their ordinary careers.

Ordinary is not negative fatalism. Being content with the ordinary is a positive, optimistic and cheerful attitude towards life. Being content with the ordinary gives us an opportunity: to integrate into the Milky Way, we must light up the sky with the bright moon; If we are not on the grass, we must dye the land green with the spring breeze. Ordinary life injects warmth and harmony into the world and brings joy and vitality to life.

8. The satirical composition of the sixth grade "Courier" was just about to go out to get the courier. It was always Mommy who got it, because she couldn't ride a bike and the place was a little far from her home, so more often it was Mom who got the courier!

Mom just took the courier, and nearly two hours later, it was the courier's phone again. Mom has something to do! Tell yourself to let me have it! Mom said to go by bike, but I said just let me go!

Mom said no, it's still raining! I said I can only walk when it rains. Otherwise, if I can't hold an umbrella in my hand in the future, how dangerous it is! Mom said, then don't keep the courier waiting! I said, how come! The courier has to send so many people from this place! In short, it can't be the last one to arrive! Then, my mother told me the scene when I went to pick up the courier in the morning!

She said that the courier was wearing a raincoat and waiting for the courier alone! I am drunk myself!

Later, I still ran hard when I went out, even if the road was wet!

Seeing the express delivery from a distance, I said to my sister, don't apologize in the future, saying that we are late! Sister said, I don't know! Fortunately, I arrived later, and another handsome guy arrived. At this time, I was relieved a lot!

Yes! Courier, when I left later, my sister said, Courier is really hard! I said yes!

Yes, courier, it's really hard!