1, the neighbor's excellent composition, slowly kicked off at dawn, people woke up in their sleep. A melodious flute, through the corridor, through the window lattice, with the first greeting in the morning, flew into my neighbor.
I remember a few years ago, when I first moved into my new home, the adults were busy cleaning up the room. I also offered to help and ran to the balcony to collect clothes. I don't know whether the clothes are too naughty or the hands are too clumsy. The moment the clothes touched my hand, they slipped, flipped in the air and hung on the fig tree of the neighbor's house on the first floor. what can I do? In the era of rapid development, people are tightly bound by steel bars and iron cages. Everyone has just moved to a new house, and no one knows. Will the residents on the first floor help me find my lost clothes?
With the psychology of trying, I crustily skin of head went downstairs and came to the neighbor's door on the first floor. The crisp sound of bamboo flute is euphemistic. The music I can hear every day is played by this shopkeeper. Today, I can take this opportunity to see his style.
Knocking gently, a tall and burly figure stood in front of me. When I looked up, my heart was about to jump out and my body suddenly stepped back. Isn't this the protagonist in the midnight song? The facial features are severely deformed, the burnt skin is twisted together, one arm is curled up and one leg is short. "Don't be afraid, son. What can I do for grandpa? " "I, I, my clothes fell on your tree." I was so surprised that my mouth was not obedient. Come with me. Let's have a look. Kind words and kind voices melt into my heart like a warm current, and the tension and fear just now are relieved a little. Because the clothes are hanging on the top of the tree, none of us can reach them. So grandpa dragged his broken leg and found his clothesline, mop and a bundle of wire. Come on, grandpa said, you tie it.
Under the guidance of grandpa, I tied the mop and the clothesline together. Grandpa asked me to stand on the stool with his shoulders, and then he labored to help me press the stool with half of his body. For fear of insecurity, I gently padded my toes, picked them with our special tools, and the clothes returned to my hands. Unconsciously, the initial panic disappeared, replaced by cordial conversation and deep warmth. Thank you, grandpa. I'm going home. "Son, take some figs home to taste and see how grandpa's cultivation techniques are." Respect is better than obedience. In the evening, the family tasted fig, which is the sweetest fruit we have ever eaten.
In the morning, the melodious flute sounded on time, soothing and beautiful, just like the tinkling of a stream. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't believe that such a wonderful concert was played by my neighbor, a badly burned grandfather. Beneath the ugly appearance, a kind heart spread warmth, enthusiasm and friendliness all over the corridor.
"Good morning, grandpa. Uncle has worked hard. Uncle must be careful. Grandpa, it's really our blessing to be a neighbor with you ... "When the young man left home with his children and started a day's work and study, the uncle in the neighbor's house was not idle, and his legs and feet slowly began to clean the floor and the handrails of the stairs. A beautiful and harmonious day began. ...
A while ago, Duke Lushan and Wei Xiaobao spread all over China.
The "Yang Xiaobao" I want to introduce to you today is no ordinary person. It's actually a dog in our neighbor's house. Because its owner's surname is Yang, it is loved by everyone in the yard and is called "Bao Xiao".
Bao Xiao is a medium-sized dog. He has blond hair all over his body, neither too long nor too short. He looks like a little fox from a distance, with sparkling eyes, handsome triangular ears and a short mouth. He has a smile and a rich expression. When he smiles, he shows neat white teeth. He really looks like a little "beauty".
It is not unusual for people to move their ears, but dogs can move their ears. Have you seen them? This little treasure knows this trick. When the wind blows, his ears droop unconsciously, and when the wind stops, his ears stand on end. It's nothing. What's more, Bao Er's ears will move back and forth with the rhythm of rock music: front, front, back, back, left, left, right, right, full of movement.
"Super Thief"
Bao Xiao is very popular at home. Just like its name, Bao Xiao is my neighbor's uncle's "treasure" and also my "treasure". I like it too. In this way, the ability of the bag is getting bigger and bigger. Let's talk about the "theft" process of Bao. Seeing the door open, Bao Xiao stood on tiptoe, cocked his tail and looked around with protruding eyes-nobody! It takes advantage of this. The screen door in this kitchen is not closed. Bao Xiao cocked his right paw, pulled on the door and opened a small crack. He put his mouth into the door flexibly and successfully entered the kitchen.
Look east and look west. I saw a basket of eggs on the ground, and they flew away. I held an egg in my hand and threw it into the air in a dog's unique way. The egg broke, and the protein and yolk spilled all over the floor. Willy-nilly, Bao Xiao quickly opened the second egg ... The theft was successful! He walked up to his master with a big smile on his face. Families that don't close the door will suffer. Bao Xiao ate seven eggs in one breath. He is really a "king with a big stomach".
Lovely Scene Bao Xiao is lovely most of the time, although he is a little naughty. I saw him and said to him, "Bao Er, lie down." It lay beautifully on the ground, showing its small belly for me to scratch. I touched his forehead and body with my hand, and he smiled at me again, silly. Sometimes it will jump up and put its front paws on my hands or shoulders when it sees me. If I ignore it, it still barks like a spoiled brat.
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This is Bao Xiao, the neighbor's lovely dog. You can also see his skills when you have time.
Neighbor excellent composition 3 "Open the door! Hello-"Another midnight, that voice, alas! What a nuisance! This man is our neighbor, not a neighbor who goes out to drink at home late at night, but a neighbor who opens and closes the door in pajamas.
Another night, our family was doing their own thing. This is, the door was knocked. "Who is it?" "It's me, your neighbor!" Really? It's him! Thinking of his stupidity after being drunk, mother was afraid to open the door. Finally, dad opened the door and invited him to sit on the sofa. This is the first time I have seen him so clearly, with a few short hairs planted on his head and bloodshot eyes, which reveals a rare sobriety. This is the first time that there are no neighbors in the middle of the night. Our family doesn't seem to want to be close to him either, and only dad can accept his advice. He lit a cigarette and the smoke circle surrounded him sadly. He talked about Kan Kan: "I am divorced and live next door to my daughter. . My daughter doesn't want to be close to me ... "I looked at him with burgundy eyes. It turns out that he only drinks to cover up his pain! I can't help feeling sorry for him, even a little pity for him: what an unfortunate neighbor! However, it is still strong, much better than jumping off a building to commit suicide.
The smoke ring is getting thinner and thinner, and a large piece of ash is scattered on the ground. "I'm really sorry. Drunk before, knocking at the door in the middle of the night. Sorry. " I suddenly forgave him, yes! No one will be sad for no reason. Looking at mom and dad, the indifference and strangeness in their eyes seemed to melt instantly. My mother stopped being timid and began to talk to this neighbor. Judging from his behavior, I can't see his old drunkard at all. This neighbor, this is not what we saw!
He put out his cigarette and invited us to his home. Following him, we went into his house. Perhaps it is the dim light that makes the whole room and every corner filled with faint sadness. He stood in the middle of the living room, touched the piano that his daughter often played, and told us the story of him and his daughter. Look at his house, except for the leftover soup and water on the coffee table, pots and pans, and books scattered on the sofa, it looks quite neat. When I saw a book, my impression of him was completely overturned. He is not an enterprising person! Reading is the best evidence. Finally, he said goodbye to us. "I'm moving. Come to my house when you are free! " We smiled and watched him go out. Our neighbor is actually a person who loves life and learning!
You can't just look at the bad side of a person. Although he is indulgent, he is strong and supports an incomplete family. Although he is sloppy, he is clean and tidy, and he is full of gold and jade.
He corrected his mistakes and made me understand the beauty of human nature: if he made a mistake, he should be brave enough to correct it and apologize; In the face of setbacks, we should summon up courage and overcome difficulties; Be tolerant in the face of feelings. It taught me that in life, we can indulge ourselves a little in tension, but we must never bow to life and prove our existence and significance with actions.
We should say loudly to fate: I am trying!
It's another sunny afternoon, and the sunshine lazily passes through the cracks in the leaves, making people feel warm. "Hey, come to my house to bask in the sun when you are free!" We turned around and a confident smiling face appeared in front of us. ...
My neighbor's excellent composition 4 has unconsciously entered the winter, and the wind rustles past my ears, and my face hurts. The raging wind throws up mercilessly, pressing down the dead leaves on the roadside, just like a puppet playing with your palm.
Wandering around the door for a long time, I rushed home on Friday, only to find that I forgot my key. It was like pouring cold water on my head, and I fell into deep despair. What should I do? My parents are not at home. Must I wait here until they come back?
It was dark in the corridor and I felt very cold. I smelled the fragrance coming from all directions, touched my stomach and tears came down.
Just then, there was a crunchy click and a bright white light slipped out of Grandma Wang's house across the street. Then, I saw grandma Wang's chubby figure. "Girl, your parents are not at home? It's cold outside, come to my house to warm up! " A blunt jiangyin mandarin, but it is particularly warm to my ears.
I walked into the room with Grandma Wang shyly, and suddenly a warm breath wrapped me sweetly, and the aroma of the food aroused my appetite. "Grandpa, make another dish, and the girl's parents are not at home." "Well, you give the girl some snacks to pad her stomach first." Grandpa Li's voice came into my ears through layers of smoke and dust, and a kind of unprecedented warmth spread in my heart.
Grandma Wang turned on the TV for me and turned out all the snacks she could get. The tea table was filled with fruit and milk, and a similar picture flashed through my mind. Although deja vu, but very hazy. Oh, when relatives come home for the New Year, there are so many delicious foods. Thought of here, my heart is bitter and sweet, like a cube of sugar mixed with coffee, bitter and sweet, sweet and bitter.
When the meal was ready, Grandpa Li shouted, "Girl, come and eat!" Clouds of hot air floated on the dining table, which covered Grandpa Li's face and warmed the cold light. Grandpa Li quickly put the dishes on the table, and the intermittent clatter of dishes merged into a movement that only belongs to home. This is a piece of music that I can hardly hear. All I remember is the knock on the door of the takeaway brother and greasy coins. Grandpa Li's figure is blurred in the water all over the sky, only his black hands are exposed from the blue cotton sleeves that have been washed white. He took a wooden spoon in one hand and a milky white porcelain bowl in the other, and scooped a spoon from the pot. Because of hard work, the veins stood out on the hands of the dead tree skin, and his hands tilted slightly. The soup in the spoon meekly flows into the bowl. In the light, the chicken soup is shiny and golden. I tasted it carefully, and a hot air entered my throat from my mouth, and then rushed to all parts of my body. Delicious food spread on my tongue.
After dinner, Grandma Wang washed the dishes, and Grandpa Li brought me a steaming cup of honey water, which was the only treatment at home when I was sick. Warm breath flowed from the fingertips, sweet breath poured in from the tip of the tongue, and there was a faint fog on the lens. I don't know if it's tears or water vapor.
Looking at the thin, dark-skinned old man in front of him and the busy fat figure in the kitchen, this may be the most beautiful neighbor in the world.
My family recently moved to the seventh floor. Inadvertently looking down from the balcony, I found this "new continent"-the roof of a small building next to a residential building, which became a small platform because it was parallel to the sixth floor. This platform is approximately triangular and isosceles. The two "bottom corners" lean against the building and the "top corners" go out. So I named it the Cape of Good Hope.
Neighbors divide the Cape of Good Hope into two parts. A piece near the residential building is paved with pebbles, and another piece of earth, including the "top corner", is filled with a step on the dividing line, forming a decent small garden.
It was summer when my home was just renovated. There are clumps of grass in the Cape of Good Hope, which are green and attractive, as if looking at them will smell a fragrance. There are also small trees in the grass, under which are small animals carved with stones. The most dazzling should be a cluster of Chinese roses on the "top corner". They bloom greedily and burn themselves into red flames, showing infinite vitality.
Autumn begins, and autumn is getting stronger. In a blink of an eye, the greenery in the garden faded, and the grass gradually melted in the color of the land, and it fell sparsely, which was a scene of depression. I feel sorry for the Cape of Good Hope.
One day I was doing my homework when I heard a rustling sound downstairs. When I looked down from the balcony, I saw my neighbor, an old man, with a big shovel as high as him, struggling to turn over the soil and hay. His movements are clumsy, but he keeps shoveling and turning. When it was finished, he dragged out a slender water pipe and watered it once. Then I prune the branches and fertilize them. Then he stood on the cobblestone road, with a shovel in one hand and a waist in the other, as if admiring the wonderful rivers and mountains he had created. Although I can't see his expression, I know he must be smiling.
In late autumn, I inadvertently looked out of the balcony again. I was surprised to find that there was some greenery on the land. The delicate grass has just sprouted and swayed slightly in the autumn wind, which makes people feel pity for them. In the grass, maple sticks out its red palm and gently swings in the wind. Chinese rose blooms quietly in the corner.
Neighbor's "Cape of Good Hope" reveals a warm and harmonious atmosphere in the autumn wind.
One morning, I woke up from my sleep and stood at the window looking down. In the morning, a magpie stood at the "top corner" of the Cape of Good Hope. It leaned down and kissed the dew on the Chinese rose, and then cried excitedly. The sun rises, and the warm sunshine shines on the magpie through the cracks in the plane leaves, plating it with a golden glow, as if it were an angel of happiness on earth. So it jumped up, jumped up in the swaying shadow, circled around the Cape of Good Hope and flew into the sunshine.
For a moment, I seemed to suddenly understand the true meaning of life.
The neighbor's excellent composition 6 "Mom, he agreed? He actually agreed? " My eyes widened in disbelief, and my mother smiled and nodded, affirming her previous statement. Suddenly, the memories hidden in my mind came to me in waves.
In my impression, this neighbor Zhang on the second floor has a dark skin and looks like lost face all day. He is a fierce, tall and grumpy man, and his deterrent power in my heart is no less than his big German shepherd.
That year, the sun was so bright and sunny, and the spring scenery was so charming and green everywhere. The trees and grass in the garden are full of vitality. My friends and I are excited to get together and plan to kick shuttlecock downstairs. After a few kicks, everyone couldn't help laughing because of their partner's antics. A roar like thunder for nine days sounded in their ears: "What are you kids doing kicking shuttlecock here and rowing my car?" As soon as we turned around, we saw a black wall in front of us, which scared us to lose face. We immediately put oil on our feet and ran away. Everyone lost interest in continuing to play and broke up in discord. From then on, Zhang Shu became the devil in my heart. When I meet him, I always hide far away and walk around the road.
Uncle Zhang in my heart actually agreed to install an elevator that he basically didn't use. I was stunned and speechless. Push open the door and get some air in the garden downstairs. The wave of memory slowly receded, and my mother's words still echoed in my ears: "Although Zhang Shu is fierce, his heart is not bad. Something happened at home a few years ago, and he was in a bad mood, so he looked fierce. "
Downstairs, the beautiful spring scenery can't wait to come into view. The green leaves sparkle like gems in the sun, and the unknown flowers planted in the flower beds by neighbors are bright and dazzling, swaying their graceful posture. As soon as I looked up, I saw Uncle Zhang in this building playing chess and chatting with some old people. I couldn't help but lean over and hear them talking about installing an elevator. Grandpa Wang said with emotion on the sixth floor: "With the elevator, I don't have to worry about old bones climbing upstairs!" "yes! I didn't expect Xiao Zhang to agree! " Grandpa Li patted Uncle Zhang on the shoulder on the fifth floor, and his eyes were full of admiration. When I heard that, I couldn't help but look up and look at Zhang Shu boldly. The frowning brows revealed my inner doubts. Grandma Wang on the sixth floor interjected curiously: "Uncle Wang, you don't need it very much, and you have to spend money. Why did you agree? " Zhang Shu looked at everyone, his dark face was glowing red, and then he cocked his head. The clear voice said, "Look at so many old people upstairs. If I disagree, how can we be neighbors in the future? " How convenient it is for everyone to install the elevator! Besides, everyone will get old one day, so I am equivalent to investing in stocks! "Say that finish, he scratched his head and grinned, while the old people nodded and smiled at each other.
Looking at this harmonious scene, my impression of Zhang Shu has completely changed! Yes! This is neighbors, neighbors, mutual understanding and mutual accommodation, and the most expensive! In the warm sunshine, in the hearty laughter, inadvertently, a breeze blew, and the flowers were refreshing.
My neighbor Uncle Wang used to be an eccentric in my eyes. I always see him wearing faded overalls all year round. Although washed clean, compared with others, he always feels rustic. There was a "decoration style" in our building last year. Every family pastes wallpaper, lays tiles, lays carpets and engages in family construction. It's really bustling, but Uncle Wang's house is as stable as Mount Tai. Others asked him, urged him, and recommended him cheap factory decoration materials. Uncle Wang smiled and said, "What's the fuss? Isn't it nice to be so clean and simple? " People call him "king cheapskate" behind his back. This is also a fact. His family rarely buys fine dishes that have just been listed, and often buys those cheap street dishes and "heaped dishes". He is very strict with his youngest son Xiao Gang, and he has never seen pocket money in his pocket. Even Xiaogang secretly told us that Uncle Wang was "stingy".
On Sunday, the postman sent a letter from Uncle Wang of China Children Welfare Foundation. Wow, these stamps are really beautiful! "Yes, I went to deliver the letter and asked him for this stamp by the way. However, Uncle Wang is so stingy, can you give it to me? " As I thought about it, I went upstairs to Uncle Wang's house.
Uncle Wang wasn't at home, and two boys with southern accent 12 years old let me in. I was curious, and only after chatting did I know that they were poor children in Dabie Mountain. The traffic there is inconvenient, the economy is backward, and the grain laid is not enough for one year's rations. Both of them have sick old people, and they usually rely on firewood to buy books and pay tuition. Catch up with a flood, life has become a problem, how can I afford to go to school? I had to drop out of school. It has been two years since the "Hope Project" started that Uncle Wang volunteered to help these two out-of-school teenagers. They told me that they were really lucky. Uncle Wang sends them money and clothes from 50 yuan every month, encouraging them to be brave, ambitious, determined to become talents, learn skills, and use scientific knowledge to change the backward face of their hometown in the future. As they spoke, the two men also showed me the new cowboy schoolbag, more than a dozen copies of One Hundred Thousand Why's and a brand-new "Cihai" that Uncle Wang bought for them in Beijing this time, and said, "This time in Beijing, Uncle Wang also took us to visit the Great Wall, the Aviation Museum and the Natural Museum! He really treats us more than his own son! " I found their eyes full of crystal tears.
My nose suddenly became sour and I almost cried. What an admirable uncle Wang! He is mean and hard on himself, his children and his family. Breaking a penny in half seems "strange" and "stingy", but isn't this the unparalleled virtue of Uncle Wang? How devoted he is to strangers in mountainous areas and how generous he is to out-of-school teenagers! With a high sense of social responsibility, he silently and consciously contributed; With his limited strength, he practiced the call of "changing backwardness and overcoming ignorance with scientific knowledge". I said goodbye to the two boys, put Uncle Wang's letter on his desk and walked out of his house slowly.
From then on, I really got to know my neighbor Uncle Wang. He often makes me feel deeply guilty and wakes me up and understands a lot.