Composition between neighbors

Lead: Walking on the road in the community is always full of vigilance. Looking up, it seems that all people have seen it before, but it is so strange. It seems that he may come and bite you at any moment. I have lived in the same community since I was a child, but I don't even know a neighbor. The following is my composition about neighborhood for reference.

Chapter 1: Neighbors

As the saying goes, "A distant relative is better than a close neighbor". When I was a child, I didn't agree with this sentence: distant relatives are relatives after all, and they are always more reliable than nearby neighbors. But as I get older, I have a new understanding of the word neighbor.

I remember it was a sunny afternoon. I just finished cram school and I was on my way home in a hurry. At the moment I got the key, my intuition told me that the key was still at home. I emptied the contents of the bag all at once, but I couldn't find my key after rummaging around. I was a little anxious, but I comforted myself: Aren't mom and dad at home? At this moment, the mobile phone rang, and I quickly took out my mobile phone and saw that it was a short message from my mother: Your father and I have something to do today, and we won't be home until after 9 o'clock. You can solve the dinner yourself. We left 1 yuan dinner money for you, put it on your desk, and I'll give it to you if you can't spend it!

I pinched my thigh hard, not because I had 1 yuan money, but because my parents were not at home, so I couldn't go home! How I wish it were a dream, but the clear pain told me that it was true.

I'm petrified. Oh, my God, I didn't fool people like this! I have no intention of being happy with my mother's generosity. No matter how much money my mother gives me, it is kept in the house. I don't have my key, so it is impossible to get the money unless I can wear a wall.

I knocked on the door again and again, which seems to have become an outlet. The opposite door creaked open, and the neighbor's aunt's head poked out: "Who is it? So noisy? " I was embarrassed to tell my aunt what happened. My aunt smiled: "Come to my house if you forgot your key!"! Everyone is a neighbor, and it is also appropriate to help each other! "

I followed my aunt into her house. Although her house was small, it was well decorated. Looking at the elegant but not luxurious equipment, I couldn't help feeling a little warm in my heart. "Don't be nervous, just sit down!" My aunt greeted me. I sat down on the sofa, still a little stiff. My aunt looked at me and sighed helplessly: "This child! What are you nervous about? Aunt is not a bad person. " I smiled awkwardly, but still said nothing. Aunt shook her head gently, turned and walked into the kitchen.

There was a knock at the door. I subconsciously stood up, but my aunt pressed me on the sofa: "It must be Xinxin's back. This boy, knocking at the door is always in such a hurry ... You sit down first, and my aunt will open the door!"

Aunt opened the door and a chubby little boy ran in. When he saw me, there was a trace of doubt in his little eyes, but it was fleeting. He took out a book from his bag and proudly showed it off to me: "Look, sister! The teacher said that my handwriting is very good! " I looked at his childish and crooked handwriting, and I wanted to laugh but dared not. I can only hold back my smile and gently nod: "It's okay ..." The little fat man is still adamant: "Sister, do you think my name is Xin Huang or Huang Xing? My name is Xin Huang now, but I want to call Huang Xing and Xin Huang in the future. It's too much trouble to write ... "Xin Huang? Yellow star? I'm a little confused. "I feel ... your current name sounds good!" " One question after another poured in, and I was caught off guard and almost overwhelmed by those questions.

"Dinner's ready!" My aunt descended from heaven like a magic soldier and rescued me from the "bullets".

I was just about to leave when my aunt stopped me: "Are your parents at home?" I shook my head: "They won't be home until after 9 o'clock." "Then you can eat at your aunt's house!" I was a little dazed, and my aunt said again, "Let's eat at my aunt's house!" " I nodded carefully and sat down carefully. My aunt smiled and said, "Don't worry! Aunt is not a bad person and will not harm you. " I also smiled. After tasting my aunt's cooking, I feel warm in my heart ...

Neighbors should help each other and do their best. And helping each other is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation, and we must carry it forward. Harmony is also a virtue. Only by doing a good job in harmony between neighbors can we create social harmony.

Chapter 2: Neighborhood

Listening to my mother, when she was a child, they used to be able to spend time with the children of several neighbors. Adults also chatted with each other after work and talked about new things. Every weekend, everyone gathers at the only neighbor's house with a TV to watch it. Neighbors help and care for each other, and distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors! But now, every household has lived in an apartment, people's cultural level has improved, and emotional intelligence seems to be inversely proportional. Many people only care about their own lives, and have lost the concept of "neighborhood" and moved into new homes, even the neighbors across the street have never seen them.

a few years ago, my family moved into a new residential area, with complete facilities and environment. I am glad to live in my new home. But not long after, I began to feel a little uncomfortable. The upstairs and downstairs were being renovated, which made me unable to calm down and study, and there was a tense atmosphere everywhere. Looking out of the window, there is another building standing in front of you, except for a separated aisle. Because it is a new community, many families have not yet moved in. Whenever I walk in a community where there are almost no other passers-by, I feel particularly unnatural.

the noisy decoration stopped and new residents moved in. However, another problem appeared immediately after it. "Cheep-"The elevator door opened, and I haven't reached my destination yet. Then another man came in. I met her eyes and immediately avoided them like an electric shock. It's my new neighbor, but somehow, facing her, I can't think of a word to say. In the narrow space in the elevator room, I stared straight at the screen showing the floor. Five, four, three, two ... Time seemed to stand still. My neighbors and I stood at a distance, just like two foreigners with different languages. Finally, the destination arrived, the silence was broken, and we were relieved and went our separate ways. So whenever I take the elevator, I silently pray that no one will come up again so as not to face the suffocating silence. Is this the so-called neighborhood relationship? A disconnected relationship like a stranger? In fact, everyone doesn't want this.

once in a while, there was a fund-raising activity in the community. I came to the fund-raising place with the money I wanted to donate. On the way, I met an aunt. When she saw me, she came up to me and said, "Wow, you also come to donate!" I was stunned, looking at the strange but familiar aunt, and suddenly I couldn't figure out my mind. Before I could ask a question, the aunt went on to say, "I live in Unit xx, Building xx. I met you once when I took the elevator. Should I remember correctly?" It dawned on me that it was my neighbor who had been silent in the elevator! "It was that aunt, I remember." I pretended to say it easily, but I felt a little guilty. "Are you busy studying? Come to our house when you have time! " The aunt smiled and waved to me and left. I'm still standing in the same place, thinking back to the conversation I just had with that aunt. It turns out that neighbors can communicate so easily. As long as you take the initiative to communicate with others, you will find that others are also eager to communicate with you.

since then, I have never avoided my neighbors, but have taken the initiative to say hello to them. "Aunt! Hello, uncle! " "Ah, hello! You are out of school! " "Well, goodbye, uncle and aunt!" Without the formal atmosphere, I gradually integrated into this community environment. Sometimes when our family is going to travel far away, we will ask our neighbors to help us water the flowers. Don't forget to give some local products brought from your hometown to your neighbors. There is a cheerful and harmonious atmosphere in the community. It is easy to have these, just give others a sincere smile.

Chapter III: Neighborhood

Walking on the road in the community, I am always full of vigilance. Looking up, it seems that all people have seen it before, but it is so strange. It seems that he may come and bite you at any moment. I have lived in the same community since I was a child, but I don't even know a neighbor.

This is not surprising. In a fast-paced city like Shenzhen, people leave home early every day and don't go home until late. When you get home, the first thing to do is to lock the door. When someone knocks at the door, the first thing to do is to look through the cat's eye to see who is knocking at the door. I remember someone once joked on the Internet: "In Shenzhen, neighbors know each other from the cat's eye." Although there are some exaggerated elements in this statement, there is no lack of truth.

governed by this cat's eye law, my interpersonal relationship is extremely narrow. However, my parents are so "well informed". Every time I walk along the road with my parents, I can always see them greeting people on the road from time to time, and they always stop to say a few commonplaces before they reluctantly leave. It seems that they are familiar old friends. I am very surprised, how can my mother know so many people?

So, one day, out of curiosity, I asked my mother, "Why do you have such a wide range of interpersonal relationships? Why do you know so many people? Do you have a magic power to remember everyone you have met? "

My mother just smiled and said to me, "Children, people in the city are polluted. They are very wary and always afraid that others will steal their property and take their children away. Maybe it's all because ... you're too young to understand. Do you know that?/You know what? When we were young, the whole town knew each other and could call each other by name. Wait until the summer vacation, I will take you home to see, and you will understand. "

gosh, the whole town knows each other! This is no less difficult than China men's soccer team winning the World Cup! Since then, I have been full of longing for my hometown.

Finally, one day, I returned to my hometown, and I was surprised by what I saw: people chatting everywhere in the street, and people usually greet each other when they meet. I finally understand the difference between rural areas and cities. That's not counting. When you walk into the alley, the doors of every household are open, and people will visit other homes at any time. There is no need to close the door even if the owner of the house is away. Every family is weddings, and guests come every day.

in a flash, I understood the origin of the "cat's eye law" in the city: because of the burglary cases reported by the media from time to time, people's vigilance has been strengthened, and they are always on tenterhooks, fearing that they will become the next victim. And the first thing to watch out for is neighbors. As a result, people installed a layer of security doors and looked at their neighbors with hatred. Over time, people are gradually alienated.

in the final analysis, what is missing between neighbors is two words: trust!

I don't know when my once beautiful hometown was polluted by the wind blowing from the city. I abandoned my former watchdog and installed security doors and barbed wire. There is a layer of cellophane that is difficult to pierce between people.

I really don't know, where should I go in the red dust of the city?

Chapter 4: Neighborhood Love

Love is not earth-shattering, but deep and implicit. It is not ostentatious, but silent. Perhaps it is subtle, but it can warm everyone's heart, melt the freezing point in everyone's heart, and let us spend every day happily. No one has ever said that there are only two kinds of love: fatherly love and maternal love, and it is precisely because of this that people often ignore and gradually forget a more cherished love-neighborhood love.

The story happened one morning: "Get up! Get up! " The alarm clock rang happily at 6: 4 as usual, but I didn't get enough sleep because I slept too late last night, so I turned off the alarm clock and turned over and slept again. Time is passing by, and the weather outside the window is gradually changing. The dew on the petals is no longer rolling, and the clouds in the sky are slowly gathering together. Soon, the rain falls from the sky, "Hua, Hua ..." Like a wordless ballad, it keeps echoing in my ears. At this moment, it actually thundered. An earth-shattering thunder woke me up from my sleep. I looked at my watch. No, it was already 7: 2. I get up quickly, and I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. What should I do? What should we do? At 7: 4, the teacher will call the roll, and there are only 2 minutes left. This time, it must be criticized by the teacher.

Oh, by the way, I'm still on duty today. If I'm late, wouldn't it be "adding to the crime" ... I dare not think about it any more, so I had to wash my face quickly and have a hasty meal. There were only five minutes left, so I picked up my schoolbag and ran downstairs. At this moment, I saw my police neighbor Uncle Wang pushing a cart, probably going to work! I don't care. I keep running. The wind roars in my ear and the rain dances under my feet. At this moment, a concerned voice stops me: "Are you going to be late?" I turned around at once. It turned out to be that uncle Wang. I frowned and answered eagerly, "Yes, it is." After that, I want to continue my race. He stopped me again, parked the car beside me and said, "Then I'll give you a ride!" " Before I finished, he got on the bus with me and drove me on the road. I forgot to bring my umbrella because I was in a hurry, but he took out a brand-new raincoat from the trunk of the car and put it on me, but he didn't wear a raincoat or hold an umbrella, and he accepted the rain naked. The rain is still falling, and the rain drops on the ground and splashes.

It's almost past 7: 4, and I'm a little impatient. If he hadn't come to help me blindly, I might have already arrived at school. I wanted to rush the police uncle, but I saw the rain all over my uncle's body. I don't know whether it was sweat or water droplets dripping down his face. I suddenly felt a shock: Uncle is also kind, but I am complaining about him. It's really wrong. After thinking about it, my uncle asked me again: "Are you caught in the rain? I'm drenched. I'll take off my clothes and put them on you. " At that moment, I seemed to forget the existence of time. At that moment, the pointer pointed to 8, which was already 4 minutes, but I didn't care so much. Because this uncle's selfless behavior made me warm and shocked! In today's society, how can there be such kind people, and who would be willing to leave their jobs to help others?

Up to now, all the pictures of that incident are still fresh in my mind. Even if I am late, I am willing, because that time made me realize the true meaning of love! I want to say to that uncle sincerely: "thank you!" " Love, sometimes like this, it may be a greeting, a gesture ... It may be because of all this that I feel the existence of love. Love is everywhere, and it never leaves by your side.