An article describing security.

Security guards are different from police, but security guards are closer to us and we are more familiar with them. The following is an article describing security for you, I hope it will be useful to you!

Articles about describing security 1

It's very hot today, and the sun is burning the earth like a fireball. I wore short clothes, licked popsicles and hummed a tune to the building where I lived.

Hey, where is the security guard in our building? Just wondering, uncle security came back with a kettle full of sweat. He skillfully poured water into the cup, and the hot air suddenly poured out. After a few sips of water, he put on a thick and straight uniform and went to the door to stand guard. In the hot sun, he stood straight and motionless, and sweat dripped down his cheeks. I was shocked: I thought the security work was easy, but I didn't expect it to be so hard. Yes, hearing is false, but seeing is believing.

I had a brainwave, ran home, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of iced lemonade, took out a mini electric fan bought in Hong Kong Disneyland from the drawer, and pedaled to the first floor. I handed the water to the security guard. He declined politely: According to the property regulations, we can't accept gifts from the owners. ? I said,? This is a token of my gratitude for keeping us safe. ? He smiled and took the water, stroked my head and said, you are such a lovely child. ? I held up the electric fan to blow him, and the breeze gently touched his cheek. His face is black and bright, with a red face. His bright eyes looked at me with gratitude. He kindly said to me: thank you! It's too hot here. Go home and rest. ? At this time, the sunshine also faded. Looking at his happiness and satisfaction after drinking, it seems that he is happier than winning the lottery, and I am extremely happy.

I went upstairs and went home. Just sitting down, I suddenly remembered that I haven't picked up today's journal. Just as I was about to go out, the tall and burly figure of the security guard appeared at the door and handed me a periodical.

I am very happy to take over the journal, and I feel indescribable moved and happy. A cool breeze seeps into my heart and spleen.

Love is mutual; Happiness is everywhere.

Article 2 on the description of security personnel

It was early winter, and the setting sun covered the small forest in the community in a warm sunshine. There is a winding path in the Woods. On both sides of the road, there used to be thick velvet grass, but now the lawn is yellow, and the wind rolls up the fragments of hay and raises them in the air, a little squinting. The sun shines on it and floats like golden dust. In such fine weather, the community is quiet, birds are singing in the branches, and uncle security is dutifully guarding the entrance and exit of the community.

It was already half an hour when I was trapped in a sea of colorful discs. Strange, why hasn't my mother called me yet? Mom explicitly promised to work overtime today and pick me up at 6 o'clock! Look out the window, it's getting dark, and I'm sweating with nervousness. I hurried out of the shop and found that there were few pedestrians in the street, almost only yellow leaves left. I was in a rash, tears in my eyes. Pedestrians are rarely seen in the community. My tears can't help rolling down like broken beads.

I don't know when uncle security stood beside me and leaned down and asked me softly, what's wrong with you, little friend? I told the story off and on. He looked at me with gentle eyes, conveniently handed me a cup of hot water and said to me; ? Wait a minute! It's windy now, and it looks like snow. I'll call your mother later! ? I nodded with tears. Sure enough, the sky was not beautiful, and soon it began to snow heavily. The university all over the sky is like fluff shaken off by monsters, devouring this beautiful scenery and blurring my vision with my tears. It's getting colder and colder. Looking at me shivering, uncle security grabbed my hand and looked at my thin clothes. He took off his coat and put it on me, saying, it's cold, put on more clothes, or you'll catch cold! Suddenly, there was a warm current in my heart and I felt warm all over. The snow is getting smaller. Uncle security ran to the security booth and took out his mobile phone for me. It's cold. Stay in the sentry box for a while and call your mother by the way. Your mother must be anxious, too. Then wait there for your mother to come back, okay? After a while, my mother quickly came and hugged me. And with the help of my uncle, I waited for my mother safely. After talking to me, my mother wanted to thank uncle security, but he soon returned to work.

At this time, the snow stopped. It has cleared up, a beautiful sunset hangs in the horizon, and Uncle Security still sticks to his post. The sunset dragged uncle security for a long time. At this time, I just want to say, Uncle Security, thank you for your love!

Article 3 on the description of security personnel

But what happened today made me realize and feel something. Anyway, all the words can't sum up my inner thoughts and express my inner emotions.

This afternoon, our second class is physical education class. On that hot afternoon, before the teacher gave us the activity paper, we had run three times on the playground. After the collective dissolution, we all bought it from a small shop and sat in a cool place after buying water.

Suddenly, I looked there and saw a security uncle bending over to pick up empty bottles in the scorching sun. His face is full of Zou Wen, and Zou Wenzhong's face is full of sweat. I saw that his bag was full of empty bottles, and I had a little idea. Of course, I'm not talking about him, but I'm thinking: Uncle Security already has a job, so why should he pick up empty bottles? Is it because you love to protect this campus? Still don't want students to pollute this beautiful campus? With this question, I took a look at Uncle Security, who also looked at me, smiled and nodded to me, and then turned to pick up the empty bottles in the trash can.

Suddenly, I thought of a problem. If one day, we become security guards, will we pick up empty bottles like security uncles? If we become security guards, people will laugh at us and say that we are uneducated. Will they think that they will become security guards one day?

At this time, I felt very ashamed. I quickly picked up the rubbish that I had just thrown on the ground and threw it into the trash can. I don't think about my classmates and the teachers and students who litter everywhere in school. Do you feel this way?