The 300-word composition of the messenger of civilization

No matter in school or in society, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition is a verbal activity in which people express their thoughts in written form. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is a 300-word composition of a civilized messenger that I compiled for you, hoping to help you.

Messenger of civilization 1 My sister and I are good friends. Although we are not much different in age, we are far behind her in civilization. For example, she helped grandpa cross the street and found money for the police uncle. There was no seat for the old man on the bus, so she gave him a seat. She likes helping others very much.

Once, when we went shopping, my sister found 20 yuan money on the way. I am a penny fan. When I saw no one around, I happily said to my sister, "Look, sister, there is a small shop in front. How about we buy something to eat? " My sister said angrily, "If you find the money, you should return it to its original owner. If you don't see the lost person, give it to the police uncle. " After listening to my sister, I was silent. Then I said to my sister, "Don't be angry, I will never do this again." Seeing that I admitted my mistake, my sister forgave me and we made up again.

Another time, we were going to cross the road. I wanted to run a red light, and my sister stopped me quickly. You can't run a red light. If everyone runs a red light like you, there will be many traffic accidents. Each of us should obey the traffic rules, be a civilized messenger and maintain social order, which is good for everyone. After listening to my sister's words, I bowed my head in shame.

I will learn from my sister in the future, be a civilized little messenger, and build a better civilized and harmonious society.

Civilization emissary 300-word composition 2 Everyone must have seen some people who work silently for us. I've seen it, too. Let me tell you something!

One sunny morning, my mother and I went up the mountain to exercise. When we came down, I saw people playing bumper cars. I hurried to play. I really had a good time.

We went down the mountain happily. On my way home, I saw a big brother throw the bottle on the road after drinking. I was just about to pick up the bottle when a child beat me to it, ran over quickly, bent down to pick it up and threw it into the trash can on the side of the road. I asked curiously, "What grade are you in, little friend?" The child said, "I am in the first grade of experimental primary school." "Why did you pick up the bottle and throw it in the trash can?" I asked again. The child said: "The teacher said that when we see garbage, we should take the initiative to throw it into the trash can. If each of us can take the initiative to care for the environment, then the environment we live in will be more comfortable! " "

I feel shocked and ashamed. A first-grade child knows to take the initiative to protect the environment, but I am in the third grade, and sometimes I can't do it!

I was just about to praise my little friend, only to find that he had walked away silently. That child is really a civilized emissary worth learning! This messenger of civilization really makes me unforgettable!

A civilized emissary 300-word composition 3 He is an ordinary person, but he has extraordinary behavior. His extraordinary behavior is to give his seat to the old man.

It was a day in Beijing. I went to the Forbidden City with my parents. On the way, we got on a bus. As soon as I got on the bus, the door was about to close. At this moment, an old lady got on the bus. Because she was the last one, she had no seat, so she had to stand there. At this time, I am hesitating whether to give my seat to the old lady. A foreigner with blond hair first stood up and said to the old lady in blunt Chinese, "old lady, I'll sit here for you." The old lady gave him a look and thanked him with a bright smile on her face. But the foreigner said, "You're welcome, old lady. Respecting the old and loving the young is not only the custom of China, but also the custom of foreigners. Don't thank me. " This sentence not only shocked me, but also shocked the whole car At this time, I unconsciously felt a sense of shame.

This ride in Beijing made me understand a profound truth: foreigners can respect the old and love the young, but we can't in China? I must form a good habit of respecting the old and loving the young in the future.

A civilized emissary 300-word composition 4 On a hot summer day, when I walk out of the air-conditioned room and walk in the shade, I feel that the sunshine makes me tremble.

As in previous months, my mother and I walked to the supermarket not far away. Along the way, I skipped and picked out places where the sun couldn't shine.

It's that intersection again. Grandma is carefully cleaning up the fallen leaves and scraps of paper on the ground. The chubby yellow cleaning suit looks even fatter on her thin body. Her gray hair reflected a faint luster in the sun.

She cleans the ground carefully, and occasionally reminds passers-by who throw rubbish casually seriously.

My mother and I walked on. An empty drink bottle flew out of nowhere. Its round and long body keeps moving forward in the sultry Xia Feng.

Grandma kept chasing and stumbling.

Finally, the wind stopped. Grandma bent down to pick up the empty bottle on the ground, and her face was serious and peaceful.

I looked up and said to my mother, grandma is so hard.

Mom said: So you must not litter in the future, and learn to respect the fruits of other people's labor.

I suddenly remembered what my grandmother said last winter: it is our duty to sweep the floor and keep the ground clean. A very common sentence.

I secretly made up my mind that I must be a civilized pupil who respects the fruits of others' labor and cares for the environment, and at the same time influence people around me with my own behavior.

A civilized emissary 300-word composition 5 I have a civilized emissary around me. He is our brother Binbin upstairs.

Binbin is a student of Jinqiao Primary School. She is in grade five this year. Thin and tall, with thick black hair, a pair of big eyes flickering, and a pair of small tiger teeth laughing. He is very polite. Every time he sees my parents, he greets them warmly. When he sees my grandmother, he will help to take food upstairs and weigh things.

One day, Binbin and I were playing games downstairs. A little brother passed by, peeling a lollipop while walking, and throwing the candy skin on the ground. Binbin ran to pick up the candy paper and said, "Brother, please don't throw it around after eating. Protect the environment, okay? " We are all listening. I believe my little brother and I will not litter in the future.

Last summer vacation, Binbin signed up for the activity of "You and I Walk Together in Civilized Transportation". It is so hot that they have to stand guard at the intersection every day. My mother and I go shopping in the supermarket. We passed the place where Binbin's brother stood guard and saw him wearing a small yellow hat, holding a small red flag in his hand and a small whistle hanging around his neck. Kind of like the traffic police uncle on TV. He insisted on going every day 10. The activity is over. I am tanned and look stronger. I feel that Brother Binbin is really something!

I also want to learn more from Binbin's brother, his courtesy to others and his active participation in public welfare activities.

Little friends, do you have such a civilized messenger around you? We should all try our best to be ambassadors of civilization.

Speaking of the messenger of civilization, I think of someone. Although it was a long time ago, I still remember it vividly.

When I was nine years old, community organizations went to Zhangjiagou Primary School in Dengfeng to participate in student assistance activities. As soon as I arrived in this village, I found that the most beautiful building in the village was that primary school. We played games with our classmates in Zhangjiagou Primary School and visited their classrooms and dormitories. They liked the gifts we brought them, and we soon became good friends. Grandpa Zhang, the village party secretary, showed us around the village. It is this grandfather Zhang who helped the village to build a beautiful primary school, taught the villagers to raise cattle, dig wells, grow crops ... and helped the village get rich.

Grandpa Zhang was originally an expert in Henan Academy of Agricultural Sciences. After retirement, he heard that Zhangjiagou was seriously short of water and was very poor and backward. At this age when he should have enjoyed himself, he went to Zhangjiagou alone to help the villagers regardless of his family's opposition, and stayed for more than two years. The conditions here are very difficult, but grandpa Zhang thinks helping others is the happiest thing.

Before going to the villagers' home, Grandpa Zhang said to the adults, "Don't donate money to the villagers, let them get wealth by their own hands, not by charity from others." Grandpa Zhang taught the villagers to raise cattle so that they could get rich by selling milk and beef. Help them dig wells and let them live by growing crops. Isn't that "it's better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish"? Grandpa Zhang not only helped the villagers get rid of temporary poverty, but also gave them lifelong wealth. He is the messenger of civilization in my mind.

A messenger of civilization, there is a person who is the messenger of civilization. Although his strength is weak, he still helps everyone. This man, he is my father.

Speaking of my father, he has done too many good things. Once, my father and I waited at the bus stop. After a while, the bus came and my father and I got on the bus. After several stops, an old woman got on the bus. She labored backwards, but no one offered her seat. Some people are ashamed and pretend to look at the scenery outside the window without seeing the old lady. At this moment, my father suddenly stood up and offered his seat to the old lady. Grandma said, "Thank you, don't give me your seat." Dad said, "You'd better sit down." Grandma refused, so she had to say thank you and sit down.

Another time, on my way home, my father and I saw my grandmother who lived on the sixth floor standing downstairs and didn't know what to do. Dad came forward and asked, "Aunt, what's wrong with you?" The old woman said, "I was going to buy watermelons, but my son went downstairs and said he was in a hurry and left." I lift this thing alone! "Dad said," Aunt, let me help you. "After that, Dad went upstairs with watermelon in his arms."

This is my father, an unforgettable messenger of civilization.

A civilized emissary 300-word composition 8 To talk about a civilized emissary, there really is one in our building, and that is the cleaner in our building. Cleaners say it's simple, but it's hard to do it! Let's go and see if you don't believe me.

Cleaners sweep the floor and mop the floor every day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon, without rest on weekends. What's more, most cleaners are over 40 years old and the weather is so hot. In case of heatstroke one day, it will be miserable. I know a touching example. Let's have a look.

It's about a sanitation worker in his 70s who fell to the ground and never got up. Why did the 70-year-old man fall and never get up? It's because the old man is still sweeping the floor in the scorching sun, which brings him not water, but Han who keeps the world "green" with his life.

There is also a "messenger of civilization" in our community, which happens to be in our building. He also works in the hot sun every day, but he doesn't complain. Every time I meet him, he will say hello to me. Once it was very hot, I saw him at work and bought him an ice cream. He didn't want it. He said he had water here, and then he went on working. As long as he walks through the building, it will become clean again.

This "messenger of civilization" is my model, my most respected model and my most admired model.

As soon as the messenger of civilization came home, his father went out again with a broom or something. When he closed the door, I asked him, "Dad, what are you doing out again?" Dad said, "Look at this corridor, it's too dirty. I'll clean it up. "

I have always remembered this matter, and I still remember it clearly after so long. I can't remember how many times my father cleaned the corridor. I only remember that every time he came back, he complained, "Why is there so much garbage in the corridor!"

My father seems to be a neat freak. Not only does he often clean the corridor, but he also criticizes us for not caring for the environment. "Ah! Why is the ground so dirty? " He often says that. He is very dissatisfied with "environmental pollution" caused by others. He often sees the garbage on the ground just like others see bugs, and wants to destroy it. He won't stop until he sees the mess on the table and bookshelf.

Even so, dad's heart is actually very good. Because every time my father cleans the corridor, I always feel refreshed when I go downstairs. Every time my father sees garbage in the corridor, he will take the initiative to pick it up and throw it into the garbage pit downstairs. What a broom without garbage! Under his influence, I also formed the habit of speaking hygiene.

Of course, besides dad, others will be so fair-minded, such as Grandpa Du next door, who also sweeps the corridor. Of course, I still see my father cleaning the most frequently.

It is with these "messengers of civilization" that we can keep our buildings so clean and not pile up garbage. We really need to learn from them and thank them.

A 300-word composition by a civilized messenger 10 Last winter, my mother and I went back to our hometown. As soon as the bus got on the expressway, it began to snow heavily. After a while, the window turned into a white world.

It's getting dark and it's snowing harder and harder. The bus was moving when it suddenly turned off and we were stuck on the road. The driver said: There is something wrong with the car. Please don't move in the car. I'm going down for maintenance.

At this time, someone quietly followed. About 30 minutes later, he got on the bus with a pack of jiaozi and several packs of instant noodles. He said that since it was night and only one small shop was open, let the children eat first.

We were all moved.

Later, he got off and repaired the car with the driver. After eating some instant noodles, I was sleepy and confused, and cheers came from the car. When I woke up, it was probably that the car had been repaired-out of the window, I could vaguely see him and his uncles pushing the cart from the bus lights, and under their impetus, the car moved slowly forward. Then they got on the bus, and I clearly saw that his face was covered with sweat.

The bus finally arrived at the station. It was originally a two-hour journey, but it took six or seven hours. But on that cold night, this strange messenger of civilization, his spirit of helping others and selfless dedication, made my heart warm.

A 300-word composition by a civilized messenger 1 1 People often say that "it is everyone's responsibility to protect the environment" and "respect the old and love the young". These words are easy to say, but how many people can really do it? But one person did it!

This matter should start with the marathon in March. On that day, my sister and I participated in the 5 km marathon. There were many people that day, many holding flags, and of course some holding bottles. However, many people threw away their flags and bottles in the process of running, causing an old man to walk, stand unsteadily and fall. I was about to help the old man when a little girl ran out from behind and helped him up. She is about 10 years old, with a pair of small black and bright eyes, a smart little nose and a small and exquisite mouth. Grandpa ran away before he could say thank you. After running 5 kilometers in 49 minutes, I saw the girl again. This time, she is picking up the rubbish left by people on the road at the gate. I looked at the "messy" place and thought, "It is everyone's responsibility to protect the environment". Then I picked it up with her. She turned around and smiled at me.

Actually, that girl is my cousin Sue. She is really an unforgettable messenger of civilization!

A Civilization Messenger 300-word composition 12 Civilization is essential for everyone, and China is a civilized city.

Last time I met an old man in the park, he saw a lot of rubbish in the garden and bent down to pick it up one by one. He saw garbage in the corner, especially in summer, and the garbage in the corner smelled bad. The old man shovels it into the garbage truck every day. Some people say that he is a fool, others say that he serves the people. Pick up bottles and plastic bags when you see them on the road. Even the elderly can serve everyone. Now our ecological environment is not optimistic. The old man's behavior is to appeal to us to care for the environment.

Be a civilized pupil, be a civilized messenger, don't spit everywhere, don't litter, be polite, be polite, behave appropriately, give your seat to the elderly on the bus, and respect the elderly when you meet others. Obey traffic rules, pick up rubbish when you see it, respect teachers, observe discipline, say thank you when others help you, don't trample on the lawn and cut down trees. These are all what a civilized pupil should do.

We should be a civilized student. We want to be ambassadors of civilization.

We should call on more people to care about the environment and protect our homeland.

A civilized emissary 300-word composition 13 each of us has a civilized emissary that you can't forget, and what I can't forget is the uncle and aunt of the cleaner.

Although the job of cleaner doesn't sound very impressive, the uncles and aunts of cleaners maintain the environment of the whole city with their hard brooms.

Once, my parents took me to the park to play. An adult threw a banana peel on the ground. A cleaner came up and said, "Please throw the banana peel into the dustbin." Adults said nothing, turned to leave.

The cleaner immediately stood in front of the adults and said loudly, "Don't go."

Adults disdain to say: "You are a little cleaner, what skills do you have to prevent me from going?"

The cleaner said, "The city belongs to everyone, and you are not allowed to destroy it casually."

The bystander repeatedly said, "The cleaner is right, and the cleaner is right."

Everyone looked at the adult with contempt.

Adults bowed their heads in shame and had to pick up the banana peel and throw it into the trash can, and soon it disappeared.

Dad said: "It is worth learning that cleaners use hard work to protect our city and prevent those who have no environmental awareness from damaging the environment!" " "

Mom said, "You must be small environmental protection guards like cleaners and learn their spirit of being brave in protecting the environment."

Look, this is a messenger of civilization, and I will never forget it.

A 300-word composition by a civilized messenger 14 Grandpa Qin is a great man, and everyone knows him. I admire grandpa Qin in my heart. Grandpa Qin drives a taxi. His good deeds can be compared with the bright little stars in the sky. He has bright eyes and a high nose. I'll tell you one by one about Grandpa Qin's deeds.

Once, our grandfather Qin just came back from driving a taxi and suddenly heard someone shout, "It's almost 120, someone is sick." It turned out that an old woman in Building 6 had a heart attack. At this time, her family is at work. Grandpa Qin quickly carried her into the car and shouted, It's important to save people. They sent grandma to the hospital. Soon, grandma's family came. When they saw that Grandpa Qin had saved her, they were very grateful to Grandpa Qin.

On another occasion, Grandpa Qin was about to drive home when he suddenly saw a child in front of him. Grandpa Qin asked him what was wrong, and he replied, I can't find my mother, uncle. Can you help me find my family? Grandpa Qin asked the children to rest at Grandpa Qin's house first, and then went out to find their parents. As a result, he could not find them. The next day, he took his children to find their parents and passed a company on the way. The child said that his father worked in this company, so Grandpa Qin took him in to look for it and finally met the child's father.

In a word, the good deeds done by Grandpa Qin can't fit in a laundry list. He will do anything as long as it is beneficial to the people. My grandfather Qin is a great man, isn't he?

On Sunday morning, my father asked me to go out for a walk. On the way, I saw some uncivilized people in the city. Look, a big man threw his cigarette butt on the ground. Look, a man threw the finished watermelon on the ground. If someone

What if I step on it? I see garbage bags, cans, fruit peels and cigarette butts everywhere on both sides of the road?

Alas! I sighed angrily. Suddenly, I saw an old woman picking up garbage in the crowd, and the ground was gradually neat. At first, I thought it was grandma who collected garbage. When she lifted it, I found it was a cleaner. While sweeping the floor, she advised those uncivilized people. Some people are embarrassed and throw their garbage into the trash can. Some people don't listen and talk to themselves. But grandma was not angry at all and continued to persuade those who didn't speak civilization. Gradually, those uncivilized people became civilized.

Grandma's civilized behavior deeply infected me. Although she is an ordinary cleaner, she is the most unforgettable messenger of civilization in my heart. In the days to come, I often see the figure of that old woman. There is only one Mother Earth, and it is up to everyone to beautify her. Only when each of us is good at ourselves can the world become better!