My uncle's composition

No matter in study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition, which can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (paper). There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following is my uncle's composition for your reference only. Welcome to reading.

Uncle's composition 1 "Uncle, stop doing it and have a rest!" Looking at my uncle who was still drawing water to water the vegetable garden, I gave a cry. "It's almost watered. Let's have a rest after watering! " As soon as my father and I mowed the cow, we asked my uncle who was watering the garden to have a rest.

Uncle is actually a little brother. There are three brothers, only my brother is at home. My uncle went to Xinjiang to be a soldier. In order to build the northwest, he settled there and basically never came back. Send some money back every year when you are alive. My second uncle's family was poor, so he went to the south to find a life, settled there and rarely came back. Now he's dead. Grandparents are taken care of by my brother.

My uncle is over sixty years old, with gray hair and medium build. There are mountains of wrinkles on the thin face. At first glance, it is a weather-beaten face and a portrayal of a miserable life. Bronzed skin is full of vicissitudes.

My uncle is a dutiful son. My uncle has been single for so many years. I married one when I was young, because I was not good for my grandparents and divorced. In order to take care of my grandparents, it has been difficult to find a suitable one and I have never been married. Time flies, years pass, grandparents are getting older, and life is inconvenient, but my uncle never leaves, serving tea, cooking and washing clothes, and never complains until he dies. Grandpa died in his eighties and grandma died in her nineties.

After grandparents died, my uncle followed others to work in other places. Because there is no culture, I can only do some coolies. After working for a few years, I was a little old, and the recruiter refused to accept it and came back. My father asked my uncle to accompany him. My uncle doesn't always live in my father's house. He often goes to my aunt's house. My second aunt often goes to her house when she is here. Several nephews and nieces often ask him to play for a few days.

My uncle is a restless man. No matter who he goes to, he always finds something to do and is very busy. Every time I go to my father's house, I will help him do many things. He was there when he went back to his hometown this time. My father and I mowed the grass, and he drew water to water the vegetable garden. Seeing him sweating, he didn't want to wipe it.

But there is still not much work to be done in the off-season. When he is free, he always feels a little bored. So he begged me to find him something to do. I contacted him to clean the canteen in our school. He is very satisfied. Although the salary is not too high, I have solved the problem of eating, talked more, lightened my father's financial burden and saved some money. He is a man who will not be lazy. He works hard and diligently. The person in charge of the canteen is very satisfied.

This summer vacation, my uncle had bad teeth, so he came to the city to have his teeth filled and brought some fruit to my house. My uncle has been here several times before, but he always comes and goes in a hurry and never stays long. This time, he can't leave because he has to straighten his teeth frequently. In fact, he doesn't want to stay here long, for fear of getting me into trouble.

I'll take him to have his teeth packed to see if he's uncomfortable.

My uncle is a stubborn man. Every night at dinner, he always refuses to pick up vegetables, just chewing steamed bread and spinning his mouth. I had to put the dishes in his bowl, and he always hid and took the bowl aside. I've been holding it in. I can't help it. He must obey me. In fact, he is at my aunt's house, my father's house and his nephew's house. He went shopping without telling me. I wouldn't let him buy it, but he just wouldn't listen.

After dinner, I said, uncle, go around the square. He went with a small stool. When he doesn't want to turn around and go home, I will bring him back, every day. I want to give him the key to his house, and he says he can't open it, so I'll teach him. My house has two floors. He said it was too complicated to remember.

When I got home, I went to the bathroom to put away the hot water, let my uncle take a bath, and told him which faucet is hot water and which is cold water. He said he knew. I asked him if he could flush the urinal, and he said he knew. Later, it was found that he had used the urinal and didn't flush it. I told him to turn on the switch of the water tank to flush. He looks a little embarrassed.

My uncle's teeth have been adjusted and he wants to go home. I said, there's nothing wrong with going home. Just stay here for a few more days! But he insisted on leaving. I know he is afraid of giving me trouble, and he is not used to living in the building and using the bathroom. I have no money to come here. I must show him around the park to broaden his horizons.

Qingshuiwan Park in our county is very beautiful among county-level parks. I rode an electric tricycle and took my uncle there. My uncle and I walked and watched, and I introduced them one by one. He nodded in confusion.

My uncle stayed with me for about half a month. Now I'm determined to leave. I sent him to the station, bought a ticket and watched him disappear from my sight.

I wonder when my uncle can come next time.

My uncle's composition 2 My mother's brother is Matthias, and he is sixty-three years old. Now he and his wife live in a small village near Bremen. There are few cars on the road in front of the door, which is a very quiet place. Although it's not far from Hanover, we don't have much contact. Sometimes I call him and chat with him. Talk about things at work and things at home. When talking on the phone, if he can talk nonstop as soon as he opens his mouth, it is not unusual to talk to him for an hour.

My uncle is not tall, about 1.6 meters, with a chubby figure and a watermelon face. The most obvious feature is severe strabismus in the right eye: the eyeball looks out and the left eye is normal. If he looks at me and talks, I don't know which eye is pointing at me and which eye is not looking at me. In my memory, strabismus is a problem for many years. I don't know why he hasn't seen a doctor before.

When I was a child, I especially liked reading comic magazines about Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck. After I get ten marks of pocket money from my parents every month, I mainly buy Donald Duck's periodicals. My uncle is also a fan of reading comic books. There are countless comic books and magazines in the box on the bookshelf at home. His home is a little paradise for me. When I was about ten years old, I remember that one day, my mother asked me to go to his house by bus alone, which gave me a chance to watch more cartoons of Donald Duck. When I got home in the afternoon, I started reading at once, and I continued reading at bedtime, because there were so many books that I couldn't finish them all night. I saw that in the middle of the night, my eyelids were all sleepy and I fell asleep with Donald Duck's book in my arms.

My uncle began to fall in love in his twenties. When he decided to marry a girl with mental retardation, none of us understood, but in the end we had to accept his decision. Of course, we have no prejudice against mental patients, but the physical conditions of the two people are completely different, and whether the relationship can last long, we think this marriage may not have any good results. A few years later, our hunch came true and their marriage ended unfortunately. My uncle paid her alimony every month after the court ruled that she was divorced. I don't know how much it costs, but it's estimated to be at least several hundred marks. Later, he finally found a suitable partner, a kind woman shorter than him. They are still together.

Thirty years ago, he worked in a telephone book publishing house and suddenly went bankrupt because the company's business was not good. He lost his job before he was 44. Generally speaking, employees in their forties are not old, and they are sure to find other jobs. At that time, he wrote countless application letters and went to many companies to interview bosses, but in the end he only got a rejected reply and perfunctory conversation. The company's only answer is: "You are too old." Later, the local labor bureau gave him the opportunity to transfer to accounting, but after graduation, the situation did not improve and he could not find a job. Eight years ago, he started his own small company, correcting papers for students and proofreading for a magazine publishing house in Munich. Although I haven't been to college, my German level is good. A German writer from Bremen University read his revised paper a few years ago and admitted that my uncle's German level is really high.

About forty-five years ago, when I first met him, I thought my uncle was really funny. He is humorous, likes telling jokes and playing with our three children-my sister, my sister and me. His jokes often make us laugh.

I remember one summer, my family gathered in my uncle's garden, eating cakes and drinking coffee. Adults chattered and our three children were bored, so my uncle took the initiative to put forward the idea of playing games. We play hide-and-seek in the garden, and sometimes he makes us laugh and cry. I think he has a childlike innocence and is a "big boy" who loves to play.

Once we played in grandma's garden. My uncle hid 50 cents in the garden. Whoever can find it will earn fifty cents. Because the garden is relatively large, we searched for coins for a long time. If my uncle prompts me to say "cold, cold, cold" (2), we will know that we are looking for coins in the wrong direction and going further and further. If he says "warm, warm, hot, hot", we will understand that we are getting closer and closer to the goal and finally found it. It's also a little competition for our three children. Whoever runs fast will get the money. After 50 cents, we can buy our favorite candy and small toys in the canteen.

My uncle is a very likable person, and I like him very much.

My uncle's composition 3 reminds me that my uncle always feels sour, not because he is dead, but because he is alive.

According to my mother, my uncle was very smart since he was a child, and his mouth was sweet, which won the love of teachers and elders. If grandma hadn't died early, my uncle's life would have been rewritten. When my grandmother died, my uncle was studying at Laiyang Agricultural College. At that time, my uncle was an excellent student in the class, and the school considered letting him stay as a teacher. However, the sudden death of my grandmother changed my uncle's fate. My uncle is the eldest son of the family, and there are five sisters below. It's a little difficult to take care of grandpa alone. For the family, my uncle resolutely returned to the village as a fruit technician and accountant in the village. Since then, with the efforts of grandpa and uncle, the life of the family is poor but interesting. At the age of 23, the uncle who shouldered the burden of the family was introduced to his later aunt. In order to help many people, the uncle who is eager to get married doesn't know much about it. Three months later, he married his aunt who went home. From then on, a harmonious family began a more sinister fate. My aunt's fierceness is famous in their village. I talked about it several times before I married my uncle, all because I was too strong to get married at the age of 24. I have been married to my uncle for less than a month, and I am clamoring for separation. My uncle couldn't help her, so I had to mention it in front of my grandfather. My grandfather thought for a moment, reluctantly and reluctantly agreed. Because at that time, in addition to my uncle and grandfather, only my aunt, my mother, my second aunt and my little brother were still studying at home. If this family is divided, the burden will be heavier in the future. Of course, my uncle knows the situation now. Busy said: "Dad, it's okay. Although separated, I am still a member of this family. Just let me know if there is anything at home, and I will be the same as before. " Grandpa said with a straight face, "there will be a small family in the future, so we should plan for the family." This family is supported by your father and your elder sister. " Have a good life with your daughter-in-law "That night, grandpa found an elder of his family and divided his uncle according to his head. After the separation, at first, my uncle went home from time to time to ask him what he needed to do and help him do it. Later, under menstruation's crying, especially after I had my eldest daughter, I stopped caring. In 1965, my aunt got married, and my second aunt and my little brother stopped studying. With more helpers, the burden on grandpa's shoulders has been slightly lightened. Grandpa also has a little smile on his face. However, my brother's early death later dealt a heavy blow to my grandfather. (My little brother went up the mountain to work and wanted to cool off. He took a nap in the field with his back bare and got a bad sore. He died at a young age. Grandpa was heartbroken and his health went from bad to worse. Later, he had problems with his liver function. I can't do heavy work. My second aunt can hardly support my mother's education by herself. Fortunately, my mother's school knew the situation at that time and gave her a subsidy, so her mother was able to finish her studies. In this case, my uncle didn't dare to do something for the family. As soon as I become an aunt, I will make trouble with him, let alone give money. Later, my grandfather refused to come to my uncle's house. In his words, "as long as the young couple can get better, their hometown will be satisfied and there is no expectation for him." "Grandpa really didn't expect to fuck his uncle, not only unexpectedly, but also made him angry! That year, my grandfather was seriously ill. He borrowed some money from the team and wanted to go to the hospital. At that time, my uncle was not there. The secretary of the brigade said that when my uncle came back, he would give my grandfather the money and let him go home first. Later, my uncle did bring the money home, but my grandfather was useless at all. My uncle gave my aunt the money to send, but she secretly spent it! Poor grandpa, for the sake of his uncle, he didn't find his uncle. In this way, my grandfather was ill and angry, and died soon. After my uncle's funeral, I learned from my second aunt that my aunt didn't have the money to see him. My uncle ran to my grandfather's grave and cried, with mixed feelings in his heart. Since then, my uncle's playing with my aunt is no longer just forbearance, but tit for tat. How can a spoiled aunt stand such anger! I'm tired of dying for three days, either taking medicine or hanging myself. Make trouble at home!

As the saying goes, "He who is evil with others will bring about his own destruction." Aunt died after quarreling with her uncle again! After menstruation died, my uncle silently finished the funeral. My uncle was only 37 years old. From then on, my uncle dragged the child alone and never married again until he died.

My uncle died in the autumn of the year before last. I hope he will live a smooth and happy life there. . .

My Uncle Composition 4 I have three uncles, and I like them very much, among which I like my third uncle best. Because his uncle is knowledgeable and kind to his friends, he is very serious and good at everything, and especially loves cleanliness. I admire my uncle's good habit of being clean and serious.

No, my coffee table is a mess, and there are books everywhere, one here and one there, lying around; Every day at noon, my family all around this table, watching TV while eating lunch, and the whole table is covered with oil. We often make tea on this table, and the tea juice drips on the table; Because I don't scrub often, I still have a thick layer of dust on my body. People don't care if they read it. Only my uncle is always cleaning. He stacked those books one by one, neat and angular; Take the tea set to the faucet to wash, and educate us while washing: "Look, how beautiful this table is! But you made it so dirty that you didn't even wipe it.

People should pay attention to hygiene and don't get dirty everywhere. What a shame that people are here! "Wash the tea set, from the tap to play two pots of water, a pot of washing powder, a pot of water. Take a rag, put it in a basin with washing powder, wash it, and wipe the table inside and out with a rag. Sweat seeped from his head drop by drop, and he wiped it off with his palm, then continued to rub it hard to wipe off oil, tea juice and dust. Wipe the rag with clean water again. After wiping, the glass on the table shines in the light, and people's shadows can be clearly reflected on the glass, just like a mirror. If you don't look carefully, you will definitely think it is new. His uncle was sweating like rain, and everyone laughed when they saw this table.

The guests came and praised my desk for being clean. At this time, although none of us talked, I always felt embarrassed. His uncle is very serious about everything. When reading, he will draw a circle here and a dot there, and he will take notes from time to time. If he doesn't understand, he will often ask others, and sometimes he will ask me, as he often says, "Learning is not shameful." When my uncle corrects my homework, he never misses a punctuation mark or a typo. My uncle never leaves a dead end when cleaning. My third uncle is such a conscientious and clean person, and I am proud to have such an uncle. This is how he educated us with his own practical actions and made us grow up healthily. Article 6: My uncle

Since childhood, the person I admire most is my uncle, and the person who loves me most is my uncle. In my heart, my uncle is a great person. Let me talk about my uncle:

My uncle loves me very much. I remember when I was three years old, I once went to play with my cousin. I accidentally slipped and fell. The sharp branches cut my forehead and shed a lot of blood. My grandmother took me to the hospital. My grandmother called my uncle after my accident. My uncle is worried and wants to see me as soon as possible. He drove home all night without packing and came to see me in the hospital. As soon as I saw my uncle, I burst into tears. He touched my head and asked me if it hurt. I nodded, and then my uncle hugged me to take an X-ray to see if there was any brain injury, and then went to the doctor to get medicine. After seeing my uncle busy for me, I can't help crying now that I think about it.

My uncle is very concerned about me. During the summer vacation, I will go to my uncle's house to play. Knowing that I like painting, my uncle signed me up for an interest class in painting in advance. I remember once, when I came back from school, I gave my uncle the painting I drew in class, and my uncle praised me for my good painting. With the support of my uncle, I took part in the national painting competition, but I didn't get the ranking. I came home depressed. My uncle seemed to see my mind, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "What's the matter! Did you fail the exam? This shows that you didn't draw carefully during the exam, and there is still a long way to go and you need to continue to work hard. " I have been working hard after listening to my uncle, so my paintings are appreciated by more and more people.

I admire my uncle, too. Grandma said that my uncle didn't study hard when he was studying, and he was often naughty. Adults and children in every village know him, and I heard that he has many classic stories. Since joining the army, he has become very hard, picking up textbooks to teach himself, and even sleeping and reading with a flashlight and a quilt. Finally, I was admitted to the military school and became a celebrity in the village, which led to my present achievements. I admire him for this, and let me know that "the prodigal son never changes his money." So my uncle is my idol.

This is my uncle.