Uncle's composition

In life, work and study, everyone is always exposed to composition, which requires a complete text structure and must avoid an endless composition. I believe many friends are very upset about writing a composition. The following are 10 essays written by my uncle, which I carefully arranged. Welcome to learn from them, I hope it will help you.

My uncle's composition 1 is "breathing", which is my uncle's breathing. He helped his grandmother to bed with his thick hands. This scene reappeared in my mind. Perhaps, when I went back to my hometown last winter vacation, I saw the most scenes, that is, my uncle was busy several times.

My uncle waits on my grandmother who can't move every day and never complains. My mother and I went back to our hometown to take care of grandma, but he was always worried. He always leaves his busy things behind and comes to grandma's house. First, he smiled and said to his mother, "Sister, I'll do it." Then go to grandma's bed. At that time, I felt that my uncle's smile was inexplicable.

During my return to my hometown, I found that every day he would take grandma from the bed to the sofa. It is too difficult for him to pick up grandma. After all, grandma is still fat, but he doesn't look so strong. His footsteps moved slowly, his lips were closed, he was on his back, he held his breath hard, his face was red, and his blood vessels seemed to burst. His pain can be found in his expression, which makes me look as if my heart was cut twice by a knife, but he worked hard, and I found a sense of firmness and security in his eyes. Finally, grandma was carefully moved to the sofa by him. To my surprise, while he was panting, he gave a teasing smile to his grandmother who was almost demented, as if he didn't feel bored and tired at all. He smiled and said, "Mom, you should get out of bed and exercise to lose weight every day, right?" At this time, even grandma, who seldom laughs after dementia, was amused. I just found out that my uncle's smile is so beautiful.

One day, grandma had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and was taken to the hospital. My mother and aunt are almost crying with anxiety. I felt uneasy, too, and sat on the stool with my head down. When I suddenly looked up, I saw my uncle, who was just as busy as a bee, comforting my mother with a smile. His smile made me feel much safer and less anxious. In fact, I know very well that my uncle is the most anxious at this time, but he has controlled his emotions and helped others calm down. His smile looks so beautiful at this moment.

Grandma was fine and was discharged soon, but during her stay in hospital, I noticed a lot of uncles. He worked too hard and made her delay too long. When he was still young, he chose not to work, to take care of her mother, to work hard, and not to accept money from any relatives ... He is really a dutiful son.

In those days, his smile has taken root in my heart, lingering, that smile is so beautiful, it contains too much, not just his love for grandma.

He is respectable. He has done too much for his grandmother. Grandma is not only his relative, but also my relative. She used to be meticulous to me, meticulous. I think when I grow up, I will definitely take over the responsibility of serving my grandmother from him!

The second part of my uncle's composition I have an uncle with curved eyebrows, bright eyes like stars in the sky, a high nose and a big mouth on his round face. Why is this like a child? Yes, he is a child, only nine years old.

My little uncle is really younger than me. My mother said that he and my mother are the same generation, so I can only call him uncle, but he is younger than me, so I reluctantly call him "little uncle".

Although my uncle is very young, he has great courage. One day, when we were playing outside, I suddenly saw two black things crawling. I cried in fear and trembling, "ah! What is this? It's terrible. " "Is it not two caterpillars? What's to be afraid of, coward? " My uncle said, and trampled the caterpillar to death with his foot.

My little uncle is very naughty. Once I was eating snacks, my little uncle smiled and said, "Good sister, give it to me!" " I wanted to refuse, but looking at his pitiful appearance, I had to say "all right!" " "I handed him the dessert. After a while, the little uncle smiled mysteriously, handed me a bag and said, "Big niece, this is for you." Looking at his malicious appearance, I snorted and he gave it to me. I opened it curiously, but I didn't expect it was a bag of snacks. I watched whether I should laugh or cry.

This is my little uncle. It's fun!

My uncle's composition The third part grew up, the person I admire most is my uncle, and the person who loves me most is also 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 anything 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.

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! Didn't get into the ranking? 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. According to my grandmother, my uncle didn't study hard when he was studying, and he was often naughty. Everyone in the village knows him, and I heard that he has many classic stories. Since joining the army, he has become more diligent, picking up textbooks for self-study, 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 it is worth learning. Let me know that "it's never too late for the prodigal son to return." So my uncle is my idol.

This is my uncle.

Isn't it a good thing that my uncle is here? As soon as grandma saw my uncle coming, she pushed us out of the house that night and let us sing. When I arrived at the karaoke bar, my uncle came to the counter with a serious face and gestured to talk to the boss. My uncle was salivating, and it took a long time to show us to a room. As soon as I entered the room, my uncle wrote down the songs that everyone wanted to sing, sat cross-legged in the chair, stared at the screen and skillfully knocked on the keyboard. In a short time, I finished typing. After ordering a good song, my uncle suddenly jumped up, grabbed two microphones and began to sing while we were still eating. Flowers are in full bloom at the foot of the rolling mountain. Singing affectionately, I sat on the sofa and watched my uncle sing. My uncle sang to the state of forgetting myself: no matter how loudly we speak, he doesn't care, as if we were air. We pulled my uncle's clothes and kicked his feet, but he didn't respond. He has a wooden head. In this way, my uncle sang for about half an hour in one breath, and sang eight songs in a row in a state of selflessness, but we were ignored by my uncle.

My uncle's composition 5 I have an uncle who lives in the countryside. Although he is only in his forties, his mind is full of antiques. An opening is "there is an old saying". He only believes in "ancient" and shakes his head when he sees something new.

Every household in the village has built a new house, and his house is still a house with mud walls and thatched roofs. My aunt said, "Why don't we also build a new house?" My uncle always shakes his head and says, "What is there to build, or the old house is cool."

Village cadres came to mobilize my uncle to buy insurance. My uncle said casually, "I haven't heard of any insurance since Pangu started the world ... My earthen house is not a big building in the city, so don't worry." Besides, I don't believe in this new thing. "

In a few days, it will be Huangmei season. There is a lot of rain, and there is light rain every day. The river in front of my uncle's house is full of water. The river and rain soaked the mud corner of my uncle's house. One morning, the thatched cottage collapsed in half. My aunt said, "Fortunately, it collapsed during the day. If it is at night, people will be crushed to death. " My uncle said, "There is an old saying that the house does not collapse at night and the bridge does not collapse during the day. The house will not collapse at night. "

The rain finally stopped. On the first day when the weather cleared up, a stranger came, looked at my uncle's house and said to him, "I'm from the insurance company." You will go to the county insurance company to get the insurance money tomorrow. " Say that finish and left. My uncle went home and told my aunt about it, wondering, "I didn't get insurance?" My aunt said, "if you don't believe me, I'll go to the village Committee to pay the housing insurance premium." My uncle's face suddenly showed an embarrassed look.

The next day, my uncle went to the insurance company to receive 7500 yuan of insurance money. He walked home happily, and when he met an acquaintance, he said, "The insurer has a good heart. I'll buy it this time."

My uncle's old house was finally torn down and a new house was built. His old brain has also become a new idea. As soon as he opened his mouth, he said, "I think it's better to be new." I will never listen to his old stories again.

Article 6 of my uncle's composition dyed her hair rainbow, wore big feet pants, and there were many metal zippers and pieces of metal on her clothes. Working in a coffee shop, having sandwiches for lunch. On my day off, I had a strange lunch in an alternative restaurant. Do you know who this is? He's-Uncle Dink.

During the holiday, I read the book Uncle Dink. I like the hero-Uncle Dink. He is so different. He always sees things differently from others, but it fascinates me. He doesn't seem to be a very serious person, nor is he a good person. In fact, he is brave, kind and confident. He gave me a lot of inspiration.

Uncle Dink is very brave. He can play bungee jumping and rock climbing, and he is never afraid. Bungee jumping, jumping off a high mountain, is really dangerous, although it feels wonderful. It's so brave that Uncle Dink can jump.

Uncle Dink is very kind. When he drove to Taoba, he installed a road sign. Instead of running away, he took out his mobile phone and dialed 1 10 to surrender himself. He didn't leave until he lost money. Damage to public property, compensation according to the price, this sentence is firmly in his mind.

Uncle Dink is very confident. When bungee jumping, he felt that it was not high at all; When climbing the mountain, he volunteered to explore the road. The responsibility of exploring the road is great and the danger is great, but Uncle Dink thinks he can do it. Uncle Dink always thinks that everything he has done is right and can be done.

I want to learn from Uncle Dink's bravery, kindness and self-confidence. At this age, sometimes I dare not sleep alone. Compared with Uncle Dink, I really can't compare with you!

Early in the morning, I was awakened by an emergency call. It's my mother. She asked me if I would like to play. I "well" and hung up the phone.

Get dressed and wait at the door, and the phone rings again. My mother asked me to wait for my uncle at the gate of Xinhua Bookstore.

"Uncle?" I shouted in surprise. In my impression, I don't know when a wall appeared between my uncle and me. It is so thick that we are not familiar with it.

Seeing my uncle's car coming from a distance, I hesitated in front of me. I understand this. After all, I haven't seen you for a year, and I have grown taller.

After getting on the bus, I sat in the back row, put my headphones in my ears and looked out of the window. There is only the sound of cars in the air. Finally, my uncle's words broke the silence. He asked me about my study and performance at school, and I just gave a cursory answer. My uncle was still nagging, so I turned up the earphone.

Actually, I didn't bother my uncle too much. My uncle used to give me money to encourage me every time I got good grades, but I haven't seen that reward since junior high school. Every time I play mobile phone computer, he will keep nagging me. My mother told me that my uncle loved to play more than I did at that time, and he didn't study hard until high school, but because he worked too late, he went to the military school-to be a soldier. He doesn't want me to work as hard as he does. I didn't care about this sentence at that time, but I thought it was very interesting.

During the Chinese New Year, relatives and friends all come to our home. My uncle gave me money to buy wine. I forgot to return the rest of the money to him after buying it. I walked into the room. After a while, I heard my father calling me. After I went out, my uncle asked about the money. I just remembered that the money has not been paid back. As soon as I took it out and put it on the table, my uncle said that I had quality problems. I was angry in an instant, but he was an elder. I didn't say anything, so I dumped her. I didn't come back until evening, and my mother scolded me for it. Maybe that's when my uncle and I became estranged.

Until the senior high school entrance examination, I didn't go to high school and had to repeat it. My uncle sent money to my mother without saying anything, telling her to look after me this time and let me study hard. My resentment against him was reduced. Although I don't hate him now, I just feel bored and don't want to talk to him.

Unconsciously, the bus arrived. He sent my mother and me to our destination and drove back by himself. I opened the car door to get down, but he stopped me and gave me 200 yuan to study hard. When I received the money, I found that many of my uncle's hair had turned white and there were many wrinkles on his face. I don't know why, until my uncle's car left, I couldn't say "goodbye, uncle"

My uncle, a person who annoys me and admires me.

"Goodbye, uncle!" I didn't tell myself until his car disappeared.

My uncle's composition 8 is in the countryside, and I have an uncle. A few years ago, his house was in rags and his life was very difficult. At that time, I was too ignorant to call him "poor uncle" every time.

This year's Spring Festival, New Year's Day, the whole family just had breakfast and suddenly walked into a person. I saw him with a crew cut, a beaming face full of smiles, a woolen coat and a big bag in his hand. Everyone looked carefully and recognized that it was my "poor" uncle. Mother was so happy that I quickly asked her to sit down and pour tea.

Uncle "Poor" started to talk before he could sit still: "In recent years, the life of rural people has been a bit bitter. Our family worked hard and had no worries about food and clothing. We often ask you for help, which really brings you a lot of trouble. In recent years, the government has given our family loans, and we have also learned from foreign experience and planted many navel oranges. We made a net profit of more than 30,000 yuan this year. . . . . . "When I heard this, I couldn't help saying," My poor uncle has become a rich man. . . . . . "

As soon as my uncle opened the big bag, Huang Chengcheng's navel orange was exposed, and the aroma immediately filled the whole room, making people feel greedy.

Our family followed my uncle to his home-Xiutian Village. Along the cement road into the village, dozens of white houses are embedded in the fields. Mountains like Dai, houses like snow, and roads like jade belts. What a paradise!

Before I came to my uncle's house, I couldn't believe my eyes: this is not a shabby farmhouse in my memory, it is just a small villa! The potholes in front of the door turned into green spaces and flower beds; Brand-new fitness equipment was installed on the wall that was once full of garbage and debris; Flies and mosquitoes that once made me unbearable are hard to find; There is a big color TV, vcd and air conditioner in the house. . . . . . Modern facilities dazzle me.

After a big dinner, my uncle took us to the park in the middle of the village. There are cobblestone roads in the park, towering trees are planted around stone tables and benches, and there are many entertainment facilities in the park, such as horizontal bars and treadmills. The art wall full of cultural awareness also stands among them, introducing a lot of knowledge about physical and mental health and sanitary environment.

Looking at everything in front of me, I thought, it's amazing My uncle's hometown is rich, which is a good day for the villagers to build a new countryside. Uncle, I will never call you "poor" uncle again.

My uncle is 27 years old, tall as a giant, with a pair of glasses on his nose and a delicate face. He looks really handsome.

Every time my uncle talks to me, he is gentle, but he is not gentle with others.

Once, my brother and father went to my uncle's house to see him. When I came back, I heard my father say, "My brother was severely scolded by your uncle over there." I listened and asked, "Why?" Dad said: "Because your brother is disobedient, he sleeps until noon every day and plays games on the Internet every day, and you are just obedient and a child who loves to learn." Of course, your uncle treated you like that. " After listening, I realized that my uncle's temper is not easy to handle!

My uncle, with thick eyebrows and a high nose, is an ordinary farmer, but the difference is that because of two car accidents, his leg was amputated and he became disabled. Since then, he can only walk with artificial limbs.

After the car accident, my uncle's mood became worse and worse. He often shuts himself in his room alone, and sometimes loses his temper and says to himself, "I am a cripple anyway." What is the use of living in this world? I might as well die. " I'm afraid my uncle is too lonely. I often tell him stories, sing songs and dance for him. Gradually, his mood was much better. My uncle is the happiest!

Although I can't do heavy work, my uncle doesn't want to be a basket case, and he also wants to do some work to make money. We all know that. The mountain near my uncle's house is covered with bamboo. During the bamboo shoot digging season, my uncle goes out early every day. In addition to digging bamboo shoots, he also bought bamboo shoots from other people's homes and sold them in the market. According to my grandmother, once, he got up before five o'clock in the morning, and he couldn't see clearly before dawn. Accidentally stepped on a loose stone and fell, and the prosthetic leg rubbed against it, which was heartbreaking. At that time, there was no one on the mountain. My uncle had to bite his teeth and move back. When he got home, he was sweating and his lips were bitten.

Every time my uncle gets hard-earned money, there is a comforting smile on his face. When he comes back from the street, he always gives his family some food and clothes. He never gave up spending. He said he did dirty work and didn't need anything good.

My uncle is still not very rich, with more and more wrinkles on his face and thicker calluses on his hands, but I am proud of having such an uncle. Although fate gave him misfortune and made him lose a leg, it made him stronger. I often look at my uncle's face full of vicissitudes and perseverance with reverence, which tells me a spirit called self-improvement!