The combination between neighbors

There is a saying that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and neighbors can help each other, so we should get on well with our neighbors. The following is a composition about neighbors, I hope you will like it!

About the composition between neighbors 1 Two years ago, an old friend of my father moved to my house and became a neighbor across the hall. Although it is rented, our two families get along very well, especially my neighbor's uncle, which is very helpful to my study. But after a long time, I always find him a little "annoyed" because he always finds fault with me. Whether in school or after school, he can always say something I don't understand, and often give my parents some advice on my growth. I don't know what to tell my uncle.

I have participated in several extracurricular activities. My parents enrolled me in painting, English and Olympic classes. I always attend these amateur classes after school or on Saturday and Sunday. Grandpa always said that I was really busy and didn't even have time to play on weekends, but my parents asked me to go. I also participated in an amateur art exhibition and won the Excellence Award. My parents were very happy when I came back. I specially enlarged and mounted the winning works and hung them in a very eye-catching place on the wall. My mother always tells people excitedly when she comes, and I feel very proud. Who knows this is not the case in my uncle's eyes? After careful observation, I made serious comments and pointed out many defects in the painting. When I told him that I was working with my teacher to show him my usual sketches, he shook his head helplessly and said that I had no future in painting and wasted my time and my parents' money. After talking with my parents for a long time, I finally cut down the painting project. I have nothing to say about it, because not painting can save me some time to do other things or play. Maybe grandpa did a good thing for me?

Grandpa is more opposed to learning Olympic mathematics. When discussing this problem with my parents, my grandfather asked me several times, which can play a direct role in my study. I said it didn't help much, because Olympiad and school math textbooks were out of sync. Grandpa nodded and said: Olympiad is mainly to cultivate flexibility and thinking in solving mathematical problems. National education has repeatedly discouraged the first admission to the Olympic Mathematics, and at the same time it is not allowed to take the results of the Olympic Mathematics as a reference. However, parents and uncles have different views. They think that most parents are willing to let their children learn and can develop our brains. My uncle emphasizes practical functions, and my parents think it will be effective as long as I insist. I didn't agree this time, but I still learned the Olympic Mathematics in my spare time. But this incident is an inspiration to me, how firm my parents' expectations are, and my uncle's point of view is reasonable. I will also study hard. Grandpa always said: No matter how good your amateur grades are, they can't be used as your main course grades unless you are a wizard. But I am just an ordinary pupil, not a child prodigy!

The biggest feeling of getting along with my uncle in these two years is that I have learned to think carefully about everything. I think this is very practical and useful for my future growth. Although I am a little annoyed with this uncle, I still don't want him to move away from my heart.

As the saying goes, "a distant relative is better than a close neighbor", but I met such a neighbor.

The spring breeze of reform and opening up has blown all over the country, and of course it has also blown to my next door. When the owner bought a new house elsewhere, he rented the unit next to my house to others, saying that he used the old house to raise a new house. So, neighbors changed one after another.

New neighbor 1: The top of my head is sore and the soles of my feet are pus-it's terrible.

The first borrower probably had an unreasonable "family tradition". Either throw the garbage out of the window or have a party every night-the family sings karaoke in the middle of the night or plays mahjong all night. There are new flower heads every day, in short-it's not peaceful! Even if someone gives them sincere advice, they will argue irrationally and coax you out of the door.

On Sunday, the long-lost sun finally emerged from the clouds. The residents of the whole building hung blankets, sheets, bedspreads, sweaters, etc., and hung the clothesline full. Seen from a distance, the whole building is covered with clothes.

"ah! Friends upstairs, your clothes are soaked! " There was a cry from downstairs. Everyone looked out to see which dress was dripping. I saw several sets of wet thin velvet shirts and trousers hanging on the clothesline of the neighbor's house next door, and the water curtain cave-like water drops happened to be strung together with the blanket downstairs. But the owner never showed up.

"Friend, help, the wool felt downstairs is drying." Still no response.

"Alas ..."

"What do you mean, what do you mean?" Suddenly, a voice jumped out of the balcony in front of the owner next door: "Isn't it just a few drops of water?" Do you need to yell like that? "

"How can this family be like this?" "That's it! There is no moral cultivation at all! " Everyone is whispering. "This uncle is so annoying that it doesn't make any sense." A childish little sister said with milk. However, the neighbor completely ignored the accusations of others and swaggered back to his room. Finally, he left an anodyne sentence: "No way, just pay attention next time."

The neighborhood has a lot of complaints about this family, and the neighborhood Committee has come forward to talk to his family several times, but the effect is not great. Finally we were liberated because they found a more comfortable house.

As the saying goes, the old don't go, the new don't come. As soon as the old neighbor left, we welcomed a second new neighbor.

They are an old couple of eighteen or nineteen. They live in an empty room. That's a real pity. Since moving in, everyone feels that they shouldn't suffer last time. To everyone's surprise, the old couple not only didn't live a dull life, but even took care of our lives!

Every morning, the couple always get up early and clean the stairs of the building. Then they volunteered to help the residents of the whole building get milk; Sometimes I buy breakfast for some children whose parents are on the morning shift; In the evening, they also went to the neighborhood Committee to deliver the evening paper to every household. Soon, everyone got along well with the old couple.

Suddenly at noon on a Sunday, the old lady knocked on the neighbor's door.

"Please, help! Husband ... old man, he ... he's dying! " The old lady said quickly. Without saying anything, everyone put on their coats and ran to his house. I saw the old man lying flat on the sofa, motionless

"Quick, go to the hospital!" I don't know who shouted. A strong young man picked up the old man and rushed out. Everyone is anxious to follow.

Later, I heard that the old man didn't go to see a doctor when he was sick in order to save some money for his grandson. As time went on, he became ill. He is now in Shanghai xx Hospital, but the situation is not optimistic. How could such a thing happen to such a kind person? I wish good people a safe life!

The room next door to my house is now back to the old days-empty. Who will be the next neighbor? I look forward to a good family.

Composition about neighbors 4 There is a small river ditch in the Huachengmeidi community where our family lives. Under a big willow tree beside the river ditch, there lived a group of ants with big black heads.

These lovely little "neighbors" are not only busy working in twos and threes or in groups during the day, but also at night, if you take a flashlight to the door of the ant nest, they are still busy. They are very friendly to each other. When they meet, they greet each other with two long tentacles on their heads, and the "family" never fights.

One day, I caught a small caterpillar from the gardenia leaves in the community and put it at a distance from the ant nest to play with these small "neighbors" to see if the caterpillar would be found. If so, how did they get it back to the ant nest? I am full of curiosity!

After a while, several ants found the caterpillar and bravely rushed up to bite and drag, but the caterpillar could not be dragged except by them. At this time, I saw two of the ants left the "battlefield" and the soldiers returned to the ant nest in two ways. They seem to have gone to ask for reinforcements. After meeting their companions along the way, they touch each other with their tentacles in their own unique way of communication. After a while, they saw a large group of ants coming out of the nest. They swarmed and attacked the insects in turn until they stopped moving, and then pushed, pulled and moved to the "home". Because of the long distance, they often change shifts, and with the advantage of "many hands make light work", they bring this trophy back to a nest ten times larger than their own bodies. Seeing that they are so United, my respect for them arises spontaneously!

One Sunday, the weather forecast said that there would be thunderstorms in the afternoon. I visited my little "neighbor" with curiosity and wanted to verify whether the ants had predicted the weather. Approaching the nest, I saw a large group of ants, methodically blocking the nest with dirt or weeds in their mouths, and they were very busy. In the afternoon, a heavy rain poured down. Seeing such a heavy rain, I secretly prayed at home, hoping that the little "neighbors" would be safe.

As soon as the heavy rain stopped, I couldn't wait to come to the ant nest and saw the ants busy cleaning up the mud at home! It turned out that they knew in advance that the rainstorm was coming, so they organized forces in advance to block the ant nest and prevent the rain from entering. Therefore, despite the heavy rain, the little ants hiding in the nest can be safe and sound.

I am really happy for the cleverness of these "little neighbors" and moved by their spirit of unity and hard work.

Composition about neighbors 5 Originally, my family had a good relationship with neighbors, because one thing had a contradiction.

That day, it was very hot and my father wanted to take a bath. When I got home, my father opened the water tank. "Alas, there is no water again. Go and borrow some from my neighbor. " Dad said with a sigh. Dad ran to the neighbor's house to borrow water. Who knows that water is not borrowed, but it is laughed at by neighbors, saying that it is borrowed instead of picked by themselves. Dad had no choice but to fetch water from a well ten miles away. At this time, I really hate that my neighbors don't borrow water, which makes my father have to carry water.

A few days later, one day at noon, I don't know who started crying. My mother and I ran over, and it turned out that our neighbor Xiaoqing was crying. Because mom and dad were not at home and had no food, they began to cry. Mom asked me to call Xiaoqing for dinner. I said angrily, "Let her be hungry. A few days ago, her family didn't borrow water, so she ... ". Before I finished, my mother called Xiaoqing herself. Xiaoqing Qing just came in, and I kicked Xiaoqing down with one foot. Xiao Qingqing fell, couldn't get up, and began to cry again. Her mother said loudly, "Li Xiao, just because her father doesn't borrow water doesn't mean Xiao Qingqing doesn't borrow it." Mom said that she helped Xiao Qingqing up and let Xiao Qingqing eat. I'm even angrier now, and I can't wait to beat that little bastard.

I ate something and wolfed it down. I really want to eat it all at once, so that the little bastard can't eat it. I'm starving. She wanted to drink soup at this moment, so I deliberately took the spoon down so that she couldn't drink soup. But mom saw it, slapped me in the face and returned the spoon to the little bastard. At this time, I felt that I was slapped because of Xiao Qingqing, so I took it out on Xiao Qingqing and said, "Little bastard, if it weren't for you, my mother wouldn't have hit me." No sooner had I finished than my mother slapped me again. My tears couldn't help falling, but my heart was even more resentful of Xiaoqing.

After dinner, my mother called me to her room. Criticize me and say, "You behaved badly today. How can you be so selfish? " I cried bitterly and said, "Isn't it selfish that her father refused to lend us water that day?" After listening to this, my mother said to me earnestly, "Son, if her father is wrong, how can you pass on the resentment against her father to Xiao Qingqing?" Don't you think you are too selfish and arrogant? " Besides, her father won't lend us water. He must have a reason, and it may be inconvenient to say it. How can you doubt others so narrowly? "

After listening to my mother, I feel very ashamed. Yes, how could I be so selfish? How can I completely ignore Xiao Qingqing's feelings? I said to my mother, "Mom, I was wrong." My mother smiled and touched my head and said, "It's good to know that I'm wrong. Don't do this again. " Should neighbors live in harmony and help each other? "

From then on, Xiaoqing and I often study together and play small games together. Her father has also become very enthusiastic about us and often plays hide-and-seek with us.