On the way home from school, Xiaoming and Xiaojun crossed the road while patting the ball. Cars on the road are constantly flowing, with heavy traffic and speeding.
Xiao Ming and Xiao Jun had a good time. They shouted and ran. Suddenly, Xiaoming accidentally kicked the ball into the middle of the road.
Xiaojun shouted, "Go and get the ball back!" Xiao Ming ran to the road. Just then, a car flew by, and Xiaojun quickly shouted: "Danger, get out of the way!" " "Xiao Ming was completely stunned by this sudden situation! Seeing the car getting closer and closer, at this critical moment, a police uncle
Uncle rushed out, picked up Xiaoming and ran to the side of the road.
He put Xiao Ming down and said earnestly, "son, the road is dangerous and you can't play!" " "After listening to the police uncle's words, Xiao Ming bowed his head in shame and said with a red face," Police uncle, I was wrong! "I will never play on the road again."
2. Thank you, uncle policeman. I admire people who stick to their posts and command passing vehicles and pedestrians, regardless of the cold and heat. He is a traffic policeman. Once, in summer, the weather was very hot and people were as hot as steamed bread. It happened to be Sunday, my mother and I were in the street, and I saw the traffic police. He was directing the passing vehicles, and I thought, "In such hot weather, I think, if you look closely, the sweat on uncle traffic police's forehead is like a pearl with a broken line. But he didn't loosen his tie, nor did he take off his clothes, nor did he go to the shade to enjoy the cool. Instead, he continued to maintain traffic order. Under the scorching sun, uncle traffic police's skin is a little dark. Another time, on his way to school, he walked to the door of xx. It was raining cats and dogs, and there were no traffic lights. The intersection was blocked by traffic, so he will be late. Just when I was extremely anxious, the traffic police uncle appeared. He braved the downpour to divert traffic. After a while, the road gradually recovered smoothly, but his clothes were soaked. I admire the spirit of this uncle, a traffic policeman who performs his duties meticulously.
3. Look at the picture and write. The traffic police uncle and three children are fifty words on Sunday. The weather is hot and sunny. Xiaohong, Xiaolan and Xiaojun agreed to play together in the advertisement. They sang beautiful songs all the way, ran and laughed happily, so happy!
They came to a crossroads and saw a police uncle directing traffic in the sun. His face was covered with sweat. Xiaohong thought, "Uncle policeman is still working hard on such a hot day and sweating so much. Must be thirsty? " So Xiaohong said to Xiaolan and Xiaojun, "Let's not play in the park. Or give the police uncle water to drink? " The two of them said in unison, "Good!" So they went home, and Li walked happily on the road with a cup and bucket to bring water to the police uncle. They said to their uncle, "Uncle, you have worked hard. Seeing so much sweat on your face, you must be thirsty. Drink some water quickly. " Uncle said, "Thank you, you are really good children." I drank a large glass of water in one gulp. They said, "You're welcome. This is what we should do. " So, they walked on and gave the water to other police uncles. The passers-by looked at them approvingly, and they felt particularly proud.
It was late, although they didn't go to the park to play. But they did a meaningful good deed, and they were elated.
4. Write a composition on my police uncle. My Uncle the Police recently went to a friend's house in a small city in Yunnan Province. By the way, I thought this small city was simple and harmonious, but I saw something with my own eyes two days ago, which made me realize that no matter in a big city or a small city, as long as there are people, there is a paradox. Only after this incident did I change my view of my respected police uncle. The recent rainy days in this town suggest that the city will usher in winter in advance ... I watched the rain stop for most of the afternoon two days ago, so I went out for a walk, and I strolled into a small boutique in the city. I went in and looked, and when I went in, I heard a bang. I learned from the employee's conversation that these two middle-aged ladies just broke a rhinestone hair band, but they walked away casually, and the store manager went after them ... Soon, I heard the noisy voices of the two ladies and reluctantly followed the store manager back.
From their noise, I understand that those two ladies don't want to buy broken things. Of course, they don't admit the compensation, because they think it's not their fault, but that the employees in the store didn't help them make their hair bands, which caused them to fall and break. The more they quarreled, the more fierce they became. Two women kept cursing the manager, and one of them didn't allow other employees to stand up and talk. Judging from the language, these two ladies are locals. And the manager is not from the city. Maybe that's why these two ladies are so overbearing ... of course, there's no way to make such a big deal out of it. Finally, the manager invited 1 10. The arrival of the police uncle thought that things could be solved completely and fairly ... solved, but as for perfection and fairness, they were still preserved. Because after the police uncle left, the store. Of course, after listening to the solution, I also feel that the police uncle said that the buyer and the seller should take a step back, and both sides should bear half of the loss, while the two ladies only need to pay half of the selling price of the hair band, that is, a quarter of the selling price of the hair band, and the two ladies took it away. In other words, the two ladies bought the hair band for a quarter of the price. As long as everyone who has worked knows, if two women break things and leave, they should be compensated as employees. And this headband may be an employee's salary for two or three days. At this time, the manager invited them back to deal with things, not only to be insulted by them, but also to be polite to them. Of course, as a merchant, the customer is God's principle. I can only say that the quality of these two women is not too high. The buyer and the seller mentioned by the police uncle each bear the loss. Although the subjective consciousness of the two ladies is unintentional, it is a fact. Even if, as the two ladies said, there was a mistake in the service of the store staff, it was true that things did fall from their hands. Aside from the staff's mistakes and the fact that two ladies broke things, whose fault is it? As the police uncle said, the buyer and the seller are each responsible for half. Half of the loss is also half of the price of the hair ring! If a person accidentally draws a police car on the street, can he buy it home for a quarter of the price of the car? I think the answer is no. Maybe it's public things, but I just think public things and private things are bought with hard-earned money, which is hard to come by. I don't understand why the police uncle handled it like that, perhaps because of the principle of protecting local people, but the police are the people's police, not the police in any region ... perhaps because of the principle of making things bigger, but if they can make things bigger, businesses can simply choose to make money with kindness. Perhaps it is based on the principle of customer first, but customers, store managers and employees are all human beings and citizens of China. Nobody is big, nobody is small, nobody is tall and nobody is short. What matters is fairness. If this shop has more careless ladies every day, it should close down.
I will think of this when I pass by this store these two days. I feel that in my heart, the police are not so great, let alone the embodiment of God, they are just ordinary people. These are my thoughts and feelings. Maybe I am wrong, I am too extreme, but everyone has an invisible name in their hearts.
5. A story about a policeman's uncle. During the summer vacation, the rainstorm deeply stayed in my memory. This is the evening after several hot and difficult days. My mother and I are walking in Yuyuantan. When we reached the chartering dock, the sky began to sound dull thunder, which gradually became dense, and soon it was dark. After the lightning, it began to rain. My mother opened an umbrella that she usually put in her bag. I hurried forward to find a place to shelter from the rain. Before I went far, I suddenly heard a voice from far and near, like a lot of soybeans overturned on the ground. Before I knew it, the heavy rain had hit our umbrellas. In an instant, a rain curtain hung between heaven and earth, and white rain flowers splashed on the ground. Our umbrella is too small to bear such heavy rain. It rains lightly and the wind is stronger. At this time, a policeman uncle came up and said, "That's our park police station ahead. There are no other buildings around here. Come with me! " He took us into the yard of the police station, and the police uncle warmly let me and my mother into the house, leaving our uncle half wet. "Goodbye, children!" My uncle turned and left. Later, I learned that this is the police uncle who just got off work and wanted to go home. "Hachoo!" My mother sneezed and I was numb all over. My mother and I wore thin clothes, and some places were wet by the rain. The air conditioner in the room is a little cold when it is cold. "Turn off the air conditioner," the policeman said with concern. "It doesn't matter," my mother said no more. "You are wearing a formal suit." "Nothing, a cold is not good for you, and there are children!" I didn't feel cold when my uncle turned off the air conditioner. Looking at the growing rain outside, my heart is full of gratitude: if it weren't for the police uncle, we don't know what it would be like. When my uncle helped us, it was so peaceful and natural, just like a little thing they experienced in their daily work. A word flashed through my mind: "Call the police if you are in trouble." When we were in trouble, it was the police uncle who gave us a helping hand. After a long time, the rain gradually subsided, and my mother and I said goodbye to the police uncle. I saw thin sweat on the forehead of every policeman's uncle. Thank you police uncles! Good police around me If you have paid attention to the people around you, you will find that many people around us admire us. Perhaps, what you admire most is the workers who work tirelessly in that sunshine. Perhaps, what you admire most is the roadside cleaners who are unknown to beautify the city; Perhaps, what you admire most is the uncle of the People's Liberation Army who sacrificed himself for others ... Although there are so many admirable people around us, what I admire most are the good policemen who stick to their posts and constantly serve the people.
Not far from my home is the Public Security Bureau. In front of the public security bureau, one or two policemen patrol every day. One of them impressed me deeply. He has regular facial features and a big figure. His straight police uniform set off his majesty. The armband on his shoulder sparkled in the sun, and his slightly wrinkled brow was extremely serious, which made people respect him! There is nothing wrong with police patrolling, but those policemen are veritable "pipeline people" It seems that he is a teacher, the pedestrians on the road are all primary school students, and they don't even know the traffic rules.
Passing by on the way to school, I can always hear a few words: "Turn on the turn signal when turning, and go slow at the intersection." Something like that
After a long time, I can even recite it backwards. Sometimes I want to ride my bike faster, but the result is even worse if I don't listen to his nagging. During that time, he always stopped me and seriously advised me to pay attention to road safety. I even came close to being late for school several times.
Once, my father and I were watching the news at home, and accidentally saw a familiar face on the list of good policemen of the month-the "pipeline man" who was on the roadside all day. I thought angrily to myself, "How can a policeman like him be on the list?"
The next day was the weekend, and I came to the roadside early in the morning to see how he got that title. At this look, I was dumbfounded.
I saw that his eyes were bright, and he kept staring at the streets where people came and went, for fear of missing every detail that might cause danger. He kept reminding pedestrians of traffic safety with a baton in his hand. Day, suddenly gloomy, see the weather changes in spring, it may rain soon, abnormal weather makes pedestrians impatient, and the intersection is crowded at once. At this time, I saw a little girl about my age bulging her cheeks and blushing. She wanted to cross the road by bike. I can't help secretly worrying about her.
I saw the police uncle quickly walked up to her and asked patiently. It turned out that the girl parked her car on the side of the road and was stabbed by a prank.
I think: rain is coming, so little things, my uncle will definitely not pay attention! Unexpectedly, without saying a word, he screwed up his bicycle, pulled the girl, strode to the edge of a garage, and quickly returned to his post after explaining. What he says and does seems so natural, which is perhaps the most common thing he does in a day! But at this moment, I completely changed my opinion of him. I am sincere in the details! Now I understand that this police uncle has been urging everyone to obey the traffic rules for people's safety and interests.
I can't help but feel ashamed of my childish ideas. From that day on, I seldom saw that uncle, and sometimes I felt quite unaccustomed.
As a result, I found that this uncle could no longer stand guard. When my uncle was helping an old woman cross the street, it happened that a big truck passed by. My uncle quickly pushed her aside, but her left leg was crushed.
When I heard this, my heart thumped and I stared at my uncle's previous post for a long time. I thought, "An ordinary policeman has such a noble style and such a fearless spirit of self-sacrifice." At that moment, I was in awe, and his shadow was always fixed in my heart.
"Shield, blood casting, there is danger. For the mother's smile, for the harvest of the earth, what is the fear of romantic life in troubled times! " .
6. Police uncles, I want to tell you a composition. Dear police uncles, I want to tell you a lot about how many ups and downs you have experienced since liberation, and how uneasy you are, fighting for the people unswervingly and defending peace! Uncle policeman, do you remember that time? At 4 o'clock in the morning on February 6, last year, you received an alarm from a child, immediately went to the police, came to the scene, immediately sent the victim to the hospital, and searched for the murderer day and night.
At that moment, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, anyone can try. You set up a tight encirclement around you, and you searched day after day, giving criminals a suspicious hiding place and conducting a big investigation on the surrounding traffic.
Finally, you came up with a good idea-a psychedelic plan, driving all the cars away, pretending to give up on the surface and lying in ambush. The murderer was arrested and swaggered home.
On the way, you rushed out with a gun and arrested him. Police uncles, it took you a month to catch them! I'm proud of you! The country is harmonious because of you! Police uncles, allow me to call you: "comrades, you have worked hard!" " Thank you! " .
In this world, some people admire the unknown cleaners, some admire the hard-working architects, and I admire the selfless dedication of the police uncle. Every morning when I go to school, the police uncle has come out on duty. His figure is slightly hunched and his face is covered with deep wrinkles. That must be the trace left by them after sticking to their posts and being weathered by the wind and the sun. Every time I pass the intersection, I can always see him silently waving and directing the coming and going vehicles. Once, I got lost when I came home from school. Just when I was anxious like an ant on hot bricks, a police uncle saw it and came over and asked kindly, "What's wrong with you, little friend?" I cried loudly, as if I had seen a savior. Later, the enthusiastic police uncle sent me home safely. Just as my mother and I are enjoying our family happiness happily, the police uncle has returned to his post to continue his duty. This is an ordinary police uncle who wants to be a helpful person like him when he grows up.