Essay about neighbors

A neighbor refers to a person whose home or residence is close to or adjacent to another person's home or residence; a person who lives in or near another home next door. Below is an essay about neighbors, please refer to it! Chapter 1: Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors

Neighbors are the closest partners in our lives. When we need help, neighbors can give us appropriate help. If we do not have a good interactive relationship with our neighbors in normal times, then We may not be able to get timely help.

Neighbors are friends who can care and take care of each other. In modern times, we often encounter some small problems. At this time, asking for help from neighbors is a quick and easy way, because you only need to go to the door of the neighbor's house and press the bell to ask for help. But if we don't ask for help from our neighbors, Having a good relationship will prevent us from getting help at the right time when we need it, and may cause losses because we do not take care of each other and care about each other.

There are many such examples in society, for example: residents of a certain building use their holidays to travel. During the trip, the neighbor saw an unknown person wandering near the house, but he still ignored it and allowed the unknown person to continue walking around the house. When the resident came back, he found that his home was visited by Mr. Liang Shang. He was very surprised. He thought that everyone had a good night. We should pay attention to each other, and why would there be a thief in full view of everyone? It turned out that this resident did not often interact with his neighbors, so they did not care about each other.

The above example is very common in cities. You will definitely want to ask, obviously we are residents of the same building, why don’t we take care of each other? Because when neighbors have a good relationship, they must be familiar with each other. We should be friendly with our neighbors in normal times. Only when we are in trouble will our neighbors take the initiative to help you. On the contrary, if we are not familiar with our neighbors, they will not help you. When you ask for relatives, they may not be able to give you timely help because they live far away, causing losses. This shows how important neighbors are to people.

As the saying goes: "Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors." Help from distant relatives is not as convenient as help from close neighbors. It is easiest and most convenient to seek help from neighbors. Only by getting along harmoniously with neighbors can you get "neighbors". "This is a channel of help. I hope everyone can understand the importance of neighbors after reading this article. Chapter 2: Neighborhood

Life is like a flower, colorful; life is like a song, beautiful; life is like wine, fragrant and mellow; life is like a poem, profound and colorful. I like the bright sunshine. It brings warmth and hope to the neighbors. In the sunshine, the neighbors can chat, especially the elderly. We are all childish and have fun. I also like to look up at the sky at night, and like the countless stars setting off a moon. Under the moonlight we play various games. No matter how good your relatives are, they are still far away, so as the saying goes, "distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors."

I don’t know why, but there is a kind of inexplicable sadness that cannot be expressed in words. Maybe words are also blocked. Recalling that there used to be a man older than my father in my front yard, I felt like I hadn't seen him for a long time. Although he is stubborn, he is very kind to me and our family! Especially when I have delicious food, I always think of me, and my family comes to help with anything. Over time, we have really become relatives! I remember when I was little, he would always give me a few candies or apricots and plums like magic from his pants pocket.

And I always enjoy these with peace of mind, never thinking that this is something he is reluctant to eat... Later, when I went to school and the pressure of study caused me to gradually forget his memory, but he would still treat me as always. It’s good for my family... He will quietly clean our yard when it’s dark; he will come over and cook a sumptuous meal for me when my parents are not at home; he will even more When we have difficulties, he does not hesitate to take out the savings he has accumulated for many years; he will habitually stand at the intersection in rainy and snowy weather and wait for me after school. He will also pay more attention to my studies and watch my growth. Showing a satisfied smile...

Some people say that "the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water." I don't have a deep understanding of this, but as long as you keep it in your heart, no words are needed! The moon on the fifteenth day is not necessarily the roundest, just like the best days in life are not necessarily the happiest and happiest days! I like squatting on the road, watching the sycamore leaves falling one by one, and recalling the simple and beautiful happiness between neighbors, which has been falling all over the earth. I always feel that those leaves are falling in a hurry to hide a big secret, but when I sweep away the fallen leaves, what I always see is the black asphalt road, just like when I step on the roadside and see a sky slowly passing by. Duoyun, I would look at the sky stupidly, thinking about the past days when I was at home, I had not gotten along well with each other, and I felt very guilty for this! Behind the clouds is still the same sky that has not changed for thousands of years, still the same sky, always the same sky. This made me understand a very simple truth, be kind to others! No matter who you treat, you must treat each other with sincerity! Be open-minded and tolerant!

The noise and brightness of the world, the joy and happiness of the world, are like clear streams, passing by in the wind and in front of my eyes, and warmth gushes out like spring water. I have no extravagant expectations, I As long as your neighbor is happy, don’t be sad...

Love is a piece of sunshine shining in winter, making the poor and sick feel the warmth of the world. In that season, a neighbor once cared about me without any extravagance. But I was so stupid that I couldn't even say a word. I really missed the days when we were neighbors. People who like words are destined to be lonely.

My neighbors gave me warmth, and this warmth accompanied me as I grew up; my neighbors touched me, and I cherish this touch. So I told myself that I want to live a good life and no longer be lonely... Chapter 3: Composition on Good Neighbors

Before I experienced this incident, neighbor knowledge was a vague concept. I only know that people who "live next to my house" are called neighbors, but there is no other connection between the two - just like strangers. Later, I realized that I was wrong. I understood the meaning of "distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors" and that there can still be a beautiful and innocent relationship between neighbors.

That day after school at noon, when I got home, I found that I didn’t bring my key! What can we do? Dad won't get home until half past one, and he will definitely be late for class at that time, plus he has to eat. If he calls his mother, it will take more than an hour to get back, which is impossible. I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. I stomped my feet in the corridor and almost cried.

At this time, a gentle and friendly word came from behind: "Kid, what's wrong with you? Talk to auntie, maybe I can help you." After hearing this, I seemed to As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he told the whole story at once.

After hearing this, the aunt immediately said: "Ah, then you come to my house! I guarantee that you can go to school on time and have enough to eat! Come on, come in quickly!" I was very anxious at the time , I entered my aunt’s house without much thanks.

When I walked into my aunt’s house, the bright sunshine immediately poured into my eyes. It's a little bright and dazzling. The living room is very clean, giving people a pleasant feeling, with comfort and warmth. "Hurry up and sit down, don't stand! You watch TV for a while, and Auntie will cook..." I felt as if a five-flavor bottle had been knocked over: was I moved, excited, or confused?

After a while, plates of delicious, delicious and delicious dishes were served on the table. "Auntie is afraid that you will be late and not have time to cook any good dishes, so just make do with it!" I may be very hungry. , said "thank you" and started to eat hungrily.

After eating and drinking, my aunt gave me a lot of candies and fruits and said, "Eat slowly on the way, don't be anxious, there is still time!" There were a little tears in my eyes, I said "thank you" countless times and left my aunt's house.

Along the way, I had a lot of thoughts. In less than an hour, I completely changed my view of my neighbors. It turns out that such a beautiful bridge can be built between neighbors; there is such an innocent feeling. Although the aunt has moved away now, her spirit of helping others will never be washed away by the water of time. This is not only because of the help she has given me, but also because she has given me new insights into my neighbors. My good neighbor! Chapter 4: Neighborhood

Caring is like a ray of sunshine in winter, which makes the hungry and cold people feel the warmth of the world; caring is like a clear spring in the desert, which makes people who are in desperate situation see the hope of life again. ; Care is a song that floats in the night, so that the lonely and helpless people can get spiritual comfort; Care is a sweet rain falling on the long-drought land, so that people with withered souls can feel emotional nourishment. There is one thing that corresponds to this sentence.

That day, I returned home as always, but the house was eerily quiet. Where were my parents? Just when I was confused, my father's voice came out: "Your mother and I have something to do today, and we have to come back later." My heart tightened suddenly, and I heard my mother say: "Now some people are catching children and selling them. How many girls are sold?" Hundreds, the boy sold for several thousand. "What if I am sold? I will never see my parents again..." The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. I turned the TV up to the maximum volume, but I had no intention of watching it.

Time passed by at 5:00, 5:30, and 6:00. My stomach growled with hunger. At this time, I thought the door opened. The bad guy came to catch me and stood up suddenly. Ah, it turned out to be my neighbor Aunt Li. She looked at me with kind eyes, holding a pot of fragrant fried rice in her hand, and said gently: "Child, you are hungry, eat. Order food. I was a little shy and said, "I'm not hungry." "Eat, you're welcome." "I couldn't help it anymore, so I picked up the chopsticks and started eating hungrily. My aunt looked at me with kind eyes, as if to say: "Eat slowly? "

In the evening, the aunt brought her child over again and played with me. We played with sandbags and skipped rope for a while. We had a great time. The aunt looked at us with a smile, her eyes full of joy.

When my parents came back, I couldn’t stop thanking my aunt. I also sincerely thanked her.

Her care is just like my aunt’s care for me when my parents are not around. , if everyone has love, and there is love everywhere in the world, we will become happy and happy. Chapter 5: Friendship with neighbors

The summer night is hot and unbearable, so let’s get up and walk in the courtyard and look around. , thousands of houses were brightly lit, and I leaned on the railing with great interest, recalling the wonderful memories of being with friends and neighbors today.

"Being with friends and neighbors, feeling the care of the neighbors"

"Didi. "Beep, beep, beep, beep." The piercing sound of the alarm clock from the watch broke the tranquility of the residential building in the early morning, and another busy morning began. After hurriedly washing up, I hurried downstairs while muttering and complaining about the tight time. I looked up and ran into the old man next door who was cleaning the house.

Seeing my hurry, he smiled and said to me: "Go to school, young man. I wish you success in your studies." "

"Huh? Well, I have to go to school, bye. ”

I walked downstairs, took a deep breath, opened the unit door, and greeted the new day with a smile. Time was in a hurry, and we just said hello briefly, but the old man’s encouragement made me happy. The panic caused by busyness has been eliminated, and the originally chaotic pace has become steady.

A short sentence of encouragement contains the concern and expectations of my neighbors. I can’t help but sigh: I am really caring about you. good.

Stay with friends and feel the tacit understanding of the neighborhood

Returning from the car in the evening, it is getting late. I have just got out of the crowded car and breathed a breath of fresh air, and then I have to head home without stopping. He rushed to the side door and looked for the key, but to no avail. Just when I was thinking that I had to take a detour to the main entrance and walk a little longer, I looked up and saw that someone was also going to use the side door. I hurriedly walked towards it. Seeing that the door was about to close, I slowed down in disappointment and said, "Oh, I can't make it." Let’s take a detour and go through the main entrance." Breathing heavily, I took one last look at the iron door that was about to close, but was surprised to find that the door stopped just before it was about to close. I quickly rushed over again in surprise, only to see that The person holding the door was the young man who had just opened the door. When he saw me running towards him, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll hold the door for you." He quickly thanked me and walked through the side door, feeling tired from the day. Dissipated a lot.

A short wait contains the understanding and tacit understanding between neighbors. I can’t help but sigh: It’s so nice to have friends and neighbors helping you.

Stay with friends and feel the warmth of the neighborhood

When I got home and sat on the sofa to rest, waiting for my mother to prepare dinner, a knock on the door broke the silence. When I opened the door, I saw the uncle next door standing in front of the door holding a bag of things. "Hey, you have grown so big. Look, these are fresh bamboo shoots just brought back from my hometown. I'll give you a few to try." He took them. plastic bag, I quickly said thank you, turned back into the house and handed the bamboo shoots to my mother.

At the dinner table in the evening, my mother served the freshly delivered bamboo shoots and stir-fried them with the meat slices. The fragrance was fragrant. I couldn't wait to pick up a few slices and stuff them into my mouth. The bamboo shoots melted in my mouth and were rich in soup, leaving endless aftertaste. While smacking my lips, burping, and having another perfect dinner, I thanked my neighbor for the bamboo shoots he sent me.

An ordinary gift contains the warmth and beauty between neighbors. I can’t help but sigh: It’s so nice to be with friends and neighbors and share it with you.

Recalling the beauty of being with friends and neighbors, before I knew it, it was getting late, the lights were dimmed, and everything was quiet. Occasionally, there were one or two babies crying, parents' lullabies, and children's murmurs. Summer is no longer hot. When I go back to the house to sleep, it is another beautiful night in the company of friends and neighbors. Chapter 6: Neighbors

Xiawu community is a beautiful community. There are many neighbors that I like in the community. They always give me a lot of help and joy no matter when.

Let’s first talk about my downstairs neighbor, a sister who is 10 months older than me—Shi Jiachen! She and I became best friends when I was in kindergarten. Mom said: "Jiachen's composition is better than yours, you have to learn from her. So whenever I have any difficulties in writing, I ask her for help. Her skin is very dark, and she often says to me enviously: " Look how white your skin is, not as dark as mine. "She has long hair and round eyes. She is very thin, so her mother often asks her to participate in outdoor exercises with me. One Sunday, she and I put on our respective skates and walked through the paths in the community. The wind blew around us, bringing a cool breeze, and she and I were already sweating. At this time, my feet suddenly felt a sharp pain. It turned out that my feet were injured and bleeding. It hurt like a knife, so she helped me up to the fourth floor step by step. When she got to my house, she was out of breath. I really thanked her from the bottom of my heart.

In addition to Jiachen, there was also a neighbor. She helped me when I was in trouble. This neighbor was an aunt. She had short hair and was always smiling without a hint of sadness. In school, I was a member of the swimming training team and she was there every day. It takes an hour and a half to train. Every day when I go home and pass the stairs on the fourth floor, I often see her looking at me with a smile and saying to me: "You practice swimming every day. It's great that you are so strong and won't get sick!" "I often responded with a smile.

Once, my parents were not at home, and I was locked out of the house. I started crying anxiously. My aunt saw it and asked me to have dinner at her house and wait. I didn't dare to go at first, because I was afraid that my mother would never say no to others. Later, I felt very hungry, so I accepted her invitation. I was careful about everything I did and tried not to touch her house. something.

I think my aunt is so kind. She invited me to dinner and some fruits. I am really grateful to her for helping me when I couldn't go home.

I have many neighbors like her, who are also giving love to neighbors. In two years, I will move and leave the community where I have lived for 10 years, leaving my favorite and best friends and neighbors. I will miss them. Chapter 7: My Neighbors

My neighbors have changed three times.

When I moved to this building, the neighbor opposite had lived there for more than half a year. Our neighbors are also a family of three, and have a child about my age. But until her family moved away, I never said a word to her. I would always hear faint cries at night. At that time, I loved watching ghost movies and thought there was a female ghost near my house. Mom said the girl opposite cried again. I curiously asked why, and my mother said that the girl was beaten by her parents again.

Fight? Growing up, my parents never spanked me, so I never experienced the feeling of spanking. But in her crying, I felt her grievance. When I wanted to go to the opposite door to persuade him, but when I was about to knock on the door, I backed down. Because I can’t imagine what I’ll see when I open the door, and whether my neighbor will scold me for being nosy, let alone what kind of expression she will look at me when I meet her in the future.

From that time on, I pretended that nothing had happened. When I met her at the stairs, they smiled and passed by. Suddenly, for a few days, I didn't hear any crying. It turned out that they had moved away. I think her crying is a trace that I once knew her. When the crying disappears, she is gone too.

After she left, a big brother moved in. He made me feel very strange, living alone in a big house and raising three puppies. Whenever he goes out or comes home, he always hears the puppies yelling. Quiet. As long as he said softly, the puppy would stop immediately. One time a puppy suddenly broke into my home. My eldest brother changed his previous coolness and kept saying sorry, as if it was more than just his pet. I think he has regarded the puppies as his relatives.

Two months ago, my neighbor became an old woman again. It is rare to see the old woman go out, and no one has ever visited her in such a long time. Once after school, I met the old lady at the corner of the stairs. Holding the handrail with one hand and holding the fruit in the other, I walked slowly upstairs step by step. I saw it and quickly went to help. The old lady told me that her sons were abroad and bought her this house to spend her old age. I praised my grandma's son for being so filial, but the grandma sighed and said, "Does having money count as filial piety?" At that moment, I understood that what the grandma wanted was not money or a house, but care.

Say hello to your neighbors. Maybe you can understand different truths from each of them.