『One』 seeks a "my story with the police uncle" as the theme of the composition, 400 words!
1 Police uncle, I'm proud of you
It was a drizzly morning, mom rode me to school. Along the way, the air is extraordinarily fresh, and the leaves are green and shiny. It was raining lightly, and the rain dripped down on my raincoat, just as it dripped down on the coolness of my heart. All this makes people feel relaxed and happy.
The more the rain fell, the more the cars on the road slowly got more and more, there are buses and small cars. They kept honking their horns and racing down the road. The road is a scene of traffic, I can not help but worry about it.
Without realizing it, we came to the intersection of Shengli Road and Renmin Road. The red light was on, mom's car stopped. Suddenly, I saw a scene that y shocked me: in the rain, a police uncle stood in the middle of the road, facing the bustling crowd and vehicles, constantly directing traffic. His body stood straight, two hands waving, look is so meticulous, posture is so standardized, beautiful. Rain soaked his uniform, hit his face, he could not care less to wipe a hand. Under his command, vehicles and pedestrians seem more orderly. At this time, I have a kind of admiration for the police uncle. This scene will be fixed in my mind forever. In the rain, the image of the police uncle is even taller, the national emblem on his hat is shining ......
My mother and I went all the way, and passed through a few more intersections, and all saw almost the same scene as the previous one. I was y moved. Today, our Xinxiang City is creating a national health, civilized city, the environment is becoming more and more beautiful. These traffic police uncle is not exactly the city a beautiful landscape?
Traffic police uncle, your heart is always thinking of the people's safety, the people's safety is more important than their own lives. Without your hard work, without your sacrifice, there is no well-organized streets, there is no our happy to go to school (school), safe and sound home, there is no peace, harmonious society. Traffic police uncle, I love you! I really want to sing: traffic police uncle, I am proud of you!
2 My story with the police uncle
One day, I went to the bookstore to read books. On the way, I saw a thief stealing a woman's purse. It just so happened that a police uncle passed by and saw the incident. Immediately took a step forward and chased after him. The thief looked back and saw a policeman chasing him. The thief thought to himself: "It's over, if the policeman catches up with me. I'm going to jail. If I had known, I would not have stolen the money, finished. Hey! Ai! Ai! Hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey! HEY! The thief looked back again, and the police were getting closer and closer to him. A terrible thought came into his mind. The thief took the police to a deserted place. Suddenly stopped walking, from the waist which took out a dagger. Stabbed at the police, the police deftly avoided. The policeman and the thief had a life-and-death struggle. The thief stabbed his dagger at the policeman again, and this time, the policeman was accidentally stabbed by the thief's dagger, and blood flowed out. But the policeman didn't retreat. The police uncle and the thief you stabbed me and I punched you.
In the end, evil could not overcome good, the thief was finally subdued by the police uncle. The police uncle with blood, put the thief in jail, and returned the wallet to the woman. You heard the story I told, you must also and admire the police uncle put!
『II』 My story with the police uncle about 1000 words sophomore essay
"I picked up a penny on the side of the road, handed over to the police uncle in the hand."
The concept of the police is just a book to get a kind of noun, boys grow up a lot want to be police, to help others to maintain the safety of life and property, defense of the motherland, wearing a uniform to walk in Tiananmen Square waving, is a dream or what? When time flies, a scene of shocking time in front of the time, really do not understand the meaning of the police, I am lost.
I think the heart of the good police should be to serve the people, the people benefit, maintain the interests of the people, but the society is just the opposite, I am not sure what the police in the end, or just some kind of interpretation of the dictionary, their responsibility in where?
Now is the 21st century, there should be 21st century police standards, but the reality and the image in my mind is completely distorted.
For a number of case studies, the police to me more and more remote, more and more clearly to see who they really serve, in the end what they do, in the end in this society to play what role?
One after another of the criminal gangs get away, time and again the theft and murder cases do not end, this is why?
The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the people in your life.
The cell phone wallet has been stolen is a normal phenomenon, the police just the case of routine, write down the process only, theft gangs seem to be married to the police u over, why not catch it, the modus operandi and looks can be clearly described, the location of the crime have not changed, why not act it, N different victims of different crimes with the same gang of criminals, why not go to the control, do not say that the police just The police are just a kind of decoration?
I am the son of Li Gang, this sentence network has been spread, the police this profession seems to become a kind of official lapdog, do not know what to do, customs corruption tax evasion, local police oppression of the poor, the official is not easy to mess with, the police do not dare to mess with.
At the beginning of the new factory, Mr. Huang was very good, smiling face, treating people gently, quite generous, and every now and then, we were invited to eat watermelon for free, drink "Pepsi". He said it's not a big deal. Boss Huang promised us a monthly salary of not less than eight hundred dollars, but also asked us to have unsatisfactory place despite and he said. We said in unison, "Boss Huang, this is good." We are happy in our hearts, such a boss, it is difficult to find a lantern.
A month passed, never see the boss smiling face, watermelon, "Pepsi" no, half-boiled half-fried vegetables sometimes less salt and oil. Overtime is long and long, sometimes even to late at night more than two o'clock, half a month down, I lost 5 pounds, the wall of the fine regulations up to more than twenty, and many are unconditional or with the "Labor Law" contradicts the fine. When we are not angry, behind the back of the boss called yellow old dog, or cunning wolf.
I feel more and more is not a person, become a machine of the boss Huang, life is very depressing, the spirit is also empty, lonely and boring. There is no recreational activities, so I have to think of a distant girlfriend, but the distance is far, call, long-distance call charges are too expensive. The night often dream of lovebirds, the next day at work, no spirit, and to be scolded by the boss.
Want to go not to do, can not get the salary, resignation, he did not approve. It turns out that Mr. Huang's generous treatment of us is a means of temptation, and we have been caught in his scheme.
This helplessly and past a month, payroll, from the boss took the hands of the money a count, my tears fell, seven deductions eight deductions plus fines, still left 283.20 yuan whole. I am familiar with, where to do more than this money.
Huang boss is a black hearted wolf, I must leave the clutches of the wolf as soon as possible. I wrote a good letter of resignation to the boss, but he did not even look at it, and tore it to pieces.
That afternoon did not go to work, lying in bed to think of strategies to deal with this cunning wolf, and finally came up with a shameless, but very practical strategy, go to a pay phone booth to call the old town, to ask him to come to me tomorrow to cooperate in this "play".
The next morning at ten o'clock, I opened the action according to the plan, the first stumbled into the workshop, singing some upside-down song, and then say nonsense, scolding the boss, wrestling things. And shouted: "Charge! Brothers, down with the Japanese ghost ......" play a psychotic lunatic, other workers rushed to escape, making a mess of the workshop.
In order to let me "act more realistic, I rushed into the kitchen, the dishes dish bowl to the ground, Huang boss looked at the rush up to hit me hard a slap, want to stop. But I fell down on my back, the corner of the mouth open straight breath, eyes rolled upward, the boss was scared like dirt.
At this time, my partner came, he saw this scene, went to ask the boss what happened, I climbed up and intensified, play my acting talent (once participated in the village troupe, played the role of a clown), will be the "drama" play out of the gods, no one can not see the slightest crack.
The partner explained to the boss: I had a nervous disorder when I was a child, and children play the game of playing the Japs, accidentally fell into the roadside ditch, the brain shock caused by the bad, when the big *** on the recurrence. Boss Huang knows to send me to the hospital to spend a lot of money, but also worried that there will be an accident, willing to pay 1,000 yuan of treatment fees and count all my wages, so that the old folks to take me home.
In this way, not only the wages are all counted, but also earned him 1000 yuan. Boss Huang's loss is not small, breaking a lot of things. Ha ha! Cunning Huang boss, but this time in my plan.
"Wanted" My story with the police uncle 1500 words essay
"Police" is a word we are not unfamiliar, but very familiar. The police are born for the party and the people, for peace, and for the revitalization of the nation. Police uncles work early and late every day in order for us to live a happy, beautiful and joyful life. In ordinary life, because of the police uncle's help, bring us a lot of convenience in life. You should have this experience too. Here, I'll tell you the story of me and the police uncle!
I remember when I was three years old, a cold windy morning I and as usual, in the street rampage. Run ah run ah unknowingly I have run out of home far away from the place, accidentally fell in the puddle on the side of the road, wet like a "soup chicken", I was cold and shivering, young me do not know how to do good, it is a *** sat on the ground and cried out. I thought to myself, "Will I meet bad people, will they sell me? The more I thought, the more I was afraid, and the more I cried, the sadder and harder I felt. As I raised my voice, a kind old woman came over to me, looked at me kindly and asked, "Little friend, what's wrong with you?" I stammered and told her the whole story, and she pulled me toward the security post at the end of the Kaijiang Bridge. When I came to the police post, there was indeed a tall and powerful, very sunny and handsome police uncle. Uncle looked at my wet look, without saying a word, to help me take off the wet clothes, take off his own clothes to give me to put on, and give me a steaming hot water. At that moment, I felt a sense of security and immense warmth. The police uncle also said to me, "Don't run around in the future, your mom and dad will come to pick you up soon." When I heard this, I was no longer afraid. At this time,
Outside there was a clamor, it was two people because of the sesame seed and quarrel, the police uncle stood up and said to me: "I have to go to deal with some things, you if you are thirsty, the water is there." The policeman picked up his truncheon and walked out, and I realized that he looked serious and dignified. I sat obediently in the booth, and the noise outside gradually diminished until it was far away. The police uncle came into the booth, the serious look has disappeared, to me and smile.
Mom's voice sounded outside the booth, "son I'm coming to get you," I was excited to run over and hugged my mom, the police uncle said: "Children, quickly with his mother to go home, and will not dare to run away." Mom thanked the uncle, then led me home.
The police, is an honorable, dangerous profession, but also a very important profession, the world if there is no police, there will be a chaos, I want to be an honorable people's police. I want to be an honorable people's police in the future. I want to work hard for our great motherland and for the peace of our nation.
『Wu』 For the life of the labor of the police essay story 100
In our life, there are many people who love life; hard work to cultivate our teachers, doctors, nurses to cure people, loyal police uncle, they use labor to create a better life, but also to make their own life full of glory.
Let's talk about our loyal police uncle.
In the summer, I was very hot, when I crossed the street, I thought the police uncle would not come, a look, he really is still here. His head nourishing beads of sweat, flow ceaselessly, looking at the beads of sweat on his head, I went over to the police uncle and said: "Such a hot day, how do you still come out ah?" The police uncle said to me: "If I don't come, then the students will be in danger, this is what I should do. This spirit is worth learning.
The cold winter came, the north wind whistling, snowflakes drifted to my face, like a knife cut the same, I wore a thick down jacket, from the warm living classroom out, thinking: "police uncle is not in the post now, I went over to see, the police uncle is still standing at his post, his face is frozen red, his hands have blood, the police uncle is still as usual wearing a police uniform. He was still wearing his police uniform as usual. The wind was blowing his clothes and his face was freezing white. I thought: ''Uncle Policeman was wearing such thin clothes, his nose was freezing red, and when he took my hand to cross the road, his hand was cold.'' He still insisted on working, he sent me over and said to me with a smile, "Be careful crossing the street and watch out for cars."
The police uncle is how much love for life, for us, but without regard for themselves, this spirit is worth learning.
『Lu』 《My Story with Uncle Policeman》作文300字
Writing Ideas:
The content of the article is conveyed to the reader through the "I", which means that what is written in the article is the narrator's own eyes and ears, or the narrator's personal experience, so that the reader can get a sense of what is going on. The reader is given a sense of intimacy and authenticity by the personal experience.
Using the first person, because the narrator is the person concerned, so the narrative of the people and events, can only be "I" within the scope of activities of the characters and events. Activity outside the scope of the characters and things can not be written in, to be analyzed specifically.
In my memory, there are many people I admire. One of them is an ordinary, ordinary traffic police uncle, he is not tall, dark skin, I think it must be often wind and sun.
I listened and nodded, and when the green light was on I followed everyone across the street. Thinking about the scene I just experienced, I pinched a cold sweat for myself. Nowadays I just pass by this police uncle, I have to nod and smile at him.
Students, "I'd rather wait a minute than rush a second" I hope this sentence can be y remembered in your mind and mine.
"Seven" I am a dog police, the story essay
One day, they sat on a tree branch to chat. One day, they were sitting on a branch, talking about the upcoming "Who's the Angel of the Forest" contest. Speaking of the competition, the magpie said with a fluttering brow: "The forest, count me the most beautiful .......". Before he finished his sentence, the yellow warbler interrupted him sharply: "That's right! In the forest, I am considered a real singer, I sing, no one can match." The two of them were both praising themselves, and neither one of them listened to the other. Only the crow was silent, he didn't know what to say.
At that moment, a grandpa owl flew in, stopped on a rock, and kept gasping for breath. He looked up and saw three little friends in the tree, and said to them anxiously: "Hey, three little friends, how are you? My foot accidentally stuck in a long thorn, please help me to take it out, okay?" The magpie heard this and waved his tail and flew to a rock in the distance, admiring his beautiful feathers. The yellow warbler said impatiently, "We don't have time for this, can't you see we are busy preparing for the "Who is the Little Angel of the Forest" contest? Can't you see we're busy preparing for the "Who's the Angel of the Forest?" contest?" With that, he began to sing. The little crow looked at his two friends, flew to the owl's side, and with his sharp beak, carefully pulled out the thorns for the grandpa owl. The owl looked at the little crow, nodded, and said with a smile, "Thank you, my boy! I will remember you." After that, it spread its wings and flew away.
The three little friends finally waited for the competition to begin, and the magpie's beauty and the yellow warbler's song got a lot of appreciation, and they thought they were the most qualified to be the little angel of the forest. The crows are very happy for them. The police.
The police, fight with the bad guys, to protect the peace of a party. I want to be a police officer's desire, initially because I watched a touching TV feature film --
One day, a police officer called Meng Wangyang patrol in the street, walk just up a bridge, he saw many people surrounded by the center of the bridge, some people exclaimed: "Quickly save ah, someone jumped into the river. " He immediately ran over to pull away from the crowd, only to see the river splashed a splash, has disappeared. He immediately stomped off his shoes, it was too late to take off his clothes were, only to see the bridge and the water between a beautiful arc, he saw him a fierce jump into the river, not long after he saw him holding the woman's body floated out of the water ...... eventually the woman was saved, but unfortunately, he jumped into the river because of zapping the feet were injured, exhausted and gave up his physical strength. The woman was saved.
The work of the police is not ordinary, and is great, where there is sleepy, where there is danger, where there is a case, where there is the figure of the police. They serve the people wholeheartedly, safe China, harmonious society, have their credit. So I want to be a police officer.
In the Wenchuan earthquake, from the maintenance of social order, to earthquake relief, various places, various departments, rescue, rescue, solve cases, maintain social stability ...... everywhere you can see the police busy figure, more people are touched by the fact that many police officers are not only strong sense of responsibility, but also rich in love. A loss of ten relatives called Jiang Juan policewoman, continuous work ten days and nights without getting off the policewoman, received by the Minister of Public Security, and honored with a second-class merit. A male police officer surnamed Zheng, holding his dead son on duty all night, watching the child in his arms gradually stiffen, he wanted to say the most words are "child, dad sorry for you!" That kind of love from the police is really touching. I also read a story - in the front line of earthquake relief, a policewoman named Jiang Xiaojuan, leaving their own children only 6 months old to their parents to take care of their own breast milk to the disaster area to lose the mother's breast milk babies sucking, one by one, babies in your arms sweetly smiled, the picture, is the purest picture of landscapes, shining with life's The picture is the purest landscape, shining with the holy light of life. Sweet milk, the continuation of hope, the continuation of life, the continuation of history - a police flower, unselfishly with milk annotated with great maternal love. I read her close-ups on TV, and at once, the mind was pure to the extreme, and the soul trembled.
The moving story of the police, the dashing image of the police, inspired me, inspired me. I am an ordinary boy, I grew up, aspire to be a responsible and caring male police officer. I want to dedicate my youth and life to the police this ordinary and noble profession!