Tall figure composition 1 The weather is very cold and the sky is gloomy. At noon, the students lined up to go home for lunch under the guidance of the teacher.
The long line is moving slowly. Just then, a few naughty boys, out of curiosity, quietly climbed up the bank protection by the canal. The revetment has just been built recently, and the railings have not been installed. The top of the embankment is only half a meter wide. The teacher who led the team walked at the front of the team and didn't know what happened behind. These naughty boys are chasing each other on the revetment, so they are very proud. Suddenly, one of the little boys tilted his foot, twisted his body and plopped into the deep ditch of the revetment. Several other little boys were stunned by what they saw, and they didn't know what to do. "Wow-",the little boy who fell into the deep ditch was scared and burst into tears. The cold river has flooded his lower body, his legs have been deeply stuck in the mud, unable to move half a step, and his body is sinking bit by bit with the struggle. The situation is very critical. We onlookers can only look at the high revetment and wide ditches.
At this critical moment, a young man happened to pass by. Without hesitation, he jumped off the bank, onto a pile of dirt slopes and ran to the little boy. The young man pressed one hand against the earth, and the other hand stretched out and said to the little boy, "Give me your hand quickly, and I'll pull you up!" " "The little boy hurriedly held out his little hand, which was already red with cold. However, the water is more than two meters away from the slope, and the young man's hand can't reach the little boy at all. What are we doing? The young man had a brainwave. I don't know where to find a one-meter-long stick, and then he held it at one end and handed it to the little boy at the other. The little boy reached out and finally grasped the stick tightly, and the young man quickly pulled it up. ...
The little boy was saved! We are relieved. When we remembered to ask the young man's name, we found that he had quietly left. Looking at the thin figure of the young man, my eyes blurred. This number is getting farther and farther, but it is getting bigger and bigger. ...
It's raining in Mao Mao outside the window. Looking at the crowd in the rain, suddenly a thin figure caught my eye. He was my teacher when I was studying in Yinjiang Shanshan Primary School.
When he first came to our school, his Mandarin was not very good and his blackboard writing was messy. Later, he realized the seriousness of the problem because his classmates reported it to his parents one after another. During home visits, he was often left out by his parents, but he never lost heart.
The first time he came to my house, his mother didn't even give him water to drink, so he asked me to change shifts. She doesn't listen to anything he says. The next day, the teacher came to my house again and said with a smile, "I understand the feelings of parents and care about the growth of children." "I just came here. Although I have many shortcomings, I have a positive heart and I will definitely improve myself. Please rest assured! " My mother was finally persuaded by the teacher to give up the idea of letting me change classes.
After class, his thin figure is either in the library or in the office, thinking about teaching methods. In class, in order to improve our interest, he often says to us, "Students, as long as you understand this question, I will give you a riddle, OK?" So of course we are serious, and we can't wait to understand it at once.
He devoted all his energy to the students, even sacrificing the time to help them study. One night, Yang and I went to the teacher's house to ask questions. He is tutoring the children. "Quick, come in! Come in ... "The teacher said repeatedly, and at the same time, his child" walked away ".
Having said that, you must think he is an energetic young teacher. No, as a matter of fact, he is sickly and nearly 50 years old. However, he is full of youthful vitality and often plays games, jumps rope and runs with us. ...
Suddenly I feel that his thin back is so high!
Tall figure composition 3 students, have you ever been warmed by strangers? If not, I will be much happier than you, because I have been helped by strangers.
It was an afternoon when I was five years old. My parents are out. I have nothing to do alone, so I play with the pedals of my bike in the yard. Because I was only five years old at that time, I was very interested in this thing that could be turned for a long time with a gentle push, but I knew nothing about the danger. The more I played, the more I worked hard, and finally I played with the chain. Inadvertently, my hand got stuck in the chain and some blood flowed. I only felt a terrible pain, so I burst into tears. I tried to take my hand out and knocked down my bike. I cried even harder.
At this moment, a passing uncle saw me like this and asked me what was wrong. I just cried and didn't answer his question. He looked at the bike on my hand and realized that it was eight or nine points. Without saying anything, he carefully pulled my hand out of the chain and ran to the clinic behind my back. Along the way, he kept wiping the sweat from his forehead. When he arrived at the clinic, the doctor cleaned the wound for me. When I disinfected with iodine, I cried again because I stimulated the wound. Uncle said, "What do you think this is, little friend?" I looked at my uncle's hand, but I found nothing on his hand. It turned out that my uncle was just trying to distract me.
Get dressed, my uncle took me home and left. I repeatedly asked my uncle to stay, but he said, "Little friend, my uncle has something to do, so I won't accompany you." Then he left without looking back. Although it has been five years, I will never forget that tall figure.
Tall figure composition 4 Whenever I recall every great person, I am very moved and tears will fall down. Similarly, today I met another person I admire, a grandfather who worked hard to support his family outside.
In the evening, my mother and I went shopping and got on an uncle's tricycle when we came back. When my mother passed by the laundry to get clothes, I was stunned by this uncle's behavior. He took off his hat, and his white hair was hidden in the cold and faint moonlight. I was surprised and asked, "Hello, uncle, I'm sorry, how old are you this year?" He smiled and said, "Son, I am 58 years old this year." I wonder how this grandfather can come out to make money now that he is an old man. Grandpa looked at me as if he understood what I was thinking. He said to me, "My family is suffering. Parents work in other provinces and send them only 200 yuan a month, so their life is not so good. The 56-year-old wife and grandson really have no choice, so I will come out to earn this little money. " My heart aches and my eyes ache, and I suddenly feel that everyone has their own bitterness behind them.
Grandpa turned away as if to wipe away the tears that had just fallen. Seeing his face full of hope and dissatisfaction, my heart cried for no reason.
Back to the community, I secretly gave him a dollar pocket money that I just got today. This dollar is so humble and insignificant, but it contains my blessing to this hard family!
I wrote this diary with tears in my eyes. On the paper of this diary, there are many tears of complaint and longing.
Looking at his tall and straight back, regardless of age and physical strength, I feel great again and again.
There are many shining people in society. This kind of light is like a cup of hot tea, which can bring incomparable warmth to people. This kind of light is like an umbrella, which can make people feel at ease in rainy days. This light is like a positive attitude. In my life, many people radiate this kind of light. The following is a true story that happened in my life.
He loves the environment.
It was a summer afternoon. We just finished school and left the school gate. I found a small piece of paper on the ground, but I was thirsty, so I went to buy water. I didn't care about such a small matter, but I passed by here on my way to the station. At this moment, I noticed the pile of rubbish. An ordinary person picked it up. I walked in and found it was my classmate. He is so silent in class that I seldom pay attention to him. My impression of him has changed a little since this time.
He thought of his classmates.
One afternoon at that time, the weather was very hot, and the sun was burning the earth, as if to melt it, and there was still heat. Finding the explosion point is boring. At that time, we were in class, taking notes crazily, and the teacher spoke a little fast. Moreover, the blowing wind shook our curtains back and forth like naughty children, and the sunshine hit our eyes like hot gold bars, which was very dazzling. But at this moment, the dazzling light disappeared silently. Just when I was wondering, I remembered it was him again. I saw the curtain that he held down with his palm. I saw it and thought, must be very uncomfortable and tired? After a while, the class was finally over, and he slowly put his hand down from the curtain. Must be really tired. Hello, Guang Jin quietly returned to our classroom. In the next few classes, he kept this posture until school was over. Without saying a word, he walked out of the classroom with a bag on his back. Two things have changed my attitude towards him greatly these days. In my heart, his figure is so tall.
Tall figure composition 6 Tall figure is very late and the wind is blowing. I am wearing a thick and wide cotton-padded coat and riding my bike slowly. The sky seems to be covered by something, and it is dark. The wind was so strong that I almost blew my bike down. Finally finished that annoying math class and faced the test of this strong wind. It's getting late, there's no one at home, and there's nothing wrong with going back late. I was hungry, so I went into a snack bar and saw many people inside. The boss in the shop is very young, amiable and speaks authentic Mandarin. I ordered a bowl of mala Tang and sat there waiting. The boss is wearing a fat leather coat, loose cotton trousers and a pair of shiny leather shoes. He cooked every bowl of delicious food carefully.
I finished this delicious meal in three times five divided by two. After wolfing down the food, I found that I had no money. Maybe my boss thinks I'm embarrassed. He said kindly, "If you have no money, go back first and give me the money tomorrow." Ok ... ok ... ok ... "My face suddenly turned red like a shrimp, I said hesitantly. I hurried back to the corridor, trying to get the money quickly so that I could return it to my kind boss. I don't know. I arrived at my door and was about to take out my key, but I found two empty pockets. I just put them there when I was eating. I'm sorry to go back and get them. When I was blaming myself for losing something, it was him, it was him, and the kind uncle followed me: "Young man, this is the key you left behind. Here, don't forget it in the future. "
In the crowd, I looked at his distant back, holding the key with a slight body temperature, so excited that I couldn't speak for a long time.
In the sky, snowflakes are dancing up and down, whirling, which has also brought some tranquility and serenity to the busyness in recent years.
There was a sudden noise outside the window. I gently pushed open the window, and several migrant workers with unkempt hair were sitting under the street lamp with quilts, not knowing what to say. Very annoying. What are you doing so late? But their conversation attracted me.
"Hey, third child, do you want to marry a wife when you go home this time? If you have another child next year, you will be a father!" The third child smiled shyly. He is in his thirties, and his dark eyes reveal a lot of happiness.
"I must refresh that wall when I go home this time. My wife and children have been nagging for several years! " A dark and thin man in his forties said proudly.
"Hey, Xiao Ming, did you take that medicine to your father?" A thin and short old man said to a young man.
"Of course, this medicine is very powerful. My father has a headache. After eating it, he will be fine in one night. "
Yes, everyone has been running around for a year, tired for a year, just to make their families live better. Imagine, after returning to China, all the hard work of parents' praise language, wife and children's admiration evaporated without a trace.
Suddenly, there was a sound of motors in the distance, and a van drove in front of them. They picked up the quilt, patted the dust on the quilt and trousers, and gradually walked to the car. Ordinary and tall figures gradually disappeared on the road, but their voices that could talk did not decrease. They got on the bus and didn't know who said what, which caused everyone to burst into laughter. This laughter is simple and warm, but it is not like the noise of the city.
The car started, like a happy boat, full of ordinary and warmth, sailing far away.
The shadow of the car is gradually blurred, but the back of that group of people still stands in my mind. It contains happiness, mediocrity and greatness, and it becomes clearer and clearer in my mind, like a star. ......
Snowflakes continue to fall, and I think it should also witness this ordinary and great moment-the ordinary and tall back stands on this quiet and broad land.
One morning, Huancheng South Road was clean and tidy, with people coming and going, and it was a busy and orderly scene. I walked to the bus stop alone, ready to go to school by car. At this time, there was an uncle in yellow-green clothes in the street, holding a broom and dustpan in his hand, silently sweeping the garbage. A ray of sunshine shone on him, giving off dazzling light, and crystal beads of sweat ran down his cheeks. "Swish, swish", uncle swept to my side with a broom. I can't help hiding away like many people. The smell of sweat on his body and the garbage on that old tricycle make me feel a little sick.
I stared at the east and waited anxiously for the arrival of the bus. After a while, the bus came to me, stopped, opened the door, and I got on the bus at once. It's time to put coins in, but I can touch my pocket. Oh, no! Forgot to bring money! Get off and go home and get it, but you'll be late for school. It is too late! "Kid, get on the bus, the bus is leaving!" The driver honked his horn and urged. Standing in front of the car, I couldn't get on or off, so I cried. Just then, the uncle cleaner went to the door of the car, took out a crumpled one-dollar bill, handed it to me, and said to me with a smile, "Take it, son. Going to school is very important. " I paused and gratefully took the paper money. When I came to my senses and wanted to say "thank you", my uncle had turned and left, only to see that he was trying to clean up again, "swish, swish" ...
The next morning, I brought one yuan back to him specially. He put down the broom and said with a smile, "son, don't return it." When I first entered the city, I thought public transportation was free. At that time, a good-hearted person paid the fare for me! " "ah! How simple and kind! Uncle cleaner said that and began to sweep the floor.
A ray of sunshine shone on his dusty body with a little orange light. Suddenly I feel that the yellow-green skirt is so beautiful, so bright and so kind. My eyes are blurred, and uncle cleaner's back is getting bigger and bigger.
High number composition 9 opens the window of memory. I can't be calm for a long time. I sailed to the other side in the sailboat of memory. When I stood at the bow and looked out, ah! I saw the majestic figure, the figure of the sanitation worker.
I have never paid attention to sanitation workers before, because they have finished their work when they go to school every day, leaving only clean and tidy streets for everyone. Even if I see them occasionally, I only leave the impression in my mind that they are wearing orange vests and pushing dirty garbage trucks, with messy hair, black hands and sloppy clothes. Whenever my classmates and I see them, we always stay away from them. Until that day, my opinion of them completely changed.
It was a winter morning. I opened my eyes in a daze and looked at the alarm clock. It was only 5 o'clock. I thought I couldn't sleep anyway. When I get up early, I can play more. So I got dressed and got up. Standing on the balcony and looking around, it was all white, only to see a sanitation worker cleaning in the street. I went to the balcony, and a cold wind blew chilly, and I couldn't help shivering. When I got back to my house, I thought: It must be difficult to walk on the icy road with such thick snow and freezing last night. After breakfast, I hurried to school, otherwise I would be late. After dinner, I hurried out of the door and walked to the side of the road only to find that I didn't know when a narrow path had been cleared on the snow-covered ground, revealing a black asphalt road. Looking again, I saw that the sanitation workers were picking up the ice on the ground with cracked hands. In the yellow light, his red face was so firm and calm that I couldn't help crying.
In a blink of an eye, it was dawn. He finished his work and left in the old garbage truck. His thin figure suddenly became taller.
Tall figure composition 10 A figure that many people know is a migrant worker.
In the morning, before the sun appeared, a burst of "rustling" sounds came into my ears from the window. Looking out of the window, I saw an old man with a broom, trying to clean the dust on the street. His snow-like hair clung to his wrinkled face, his mouth was panting from time to time, and the sound made by the broom became the first symphony in the morning.
At noon, the workers in two construction sites just finished lunch, wearing big shawl hats and protective dust-proof jeans, sitting on a simple woodworking bench and smoking inferior cigarettes. As the saying goes, "a cigarette after a meal is as happy as a fairy." Bags of heavy cement did not crush their shoulders, but worn out their jeans. You see, their smiles are so simple and brilliant.
At dusk, I saw a migrant worker walk into the supermarket. He came out with a piece of tofu in his hand. He saw loach sold at the entrance of the supermarket and casually asked, "How much is the loach?"
"Fifteen dollars," the boss replied with a crack in his mouth and a cigarette in his mouth.
He listened, like a child who made a mistake, red and embarrassed, and walked away eagerly.
The evening light shone on him, and the sky was full of rosy clouds.
At night, under a dim street lamp, an elderly couple dressed in orange sat on a bench, munching shriveled steamed bread, and his wife occasionally brought food to her husband in an aluminum box. There is a garbage truck with a broom and shovel parked next to them. Yes, the broom is their eyebrow pencil for painting the beautiful city, and the shovel is their weapon for removing moral rubbish.
Why do migrant workers go out early and return late every day? They don't work for our city, so their tall backs are deeply engraved in my heart.
Gao Bei Composition 1 1 Teacher Dong's husband is a tall, muscular middle-aged uncle, and we all call him "Aber". Abreu's hair is short, which makes him look neat. His eyes are big, his lips are a little thick, and he smiles brightly. He is also talkative, likes to play jokes on us and often shows us his muscles. We all like him very much.
On Saturday afternoon, Abreu and I happened to go downstairs together. We talked and laughed as we walked, and I followed him closely. That tall figure is like a wall in front of my eyes. When going down to the third floor, Abreu suddenly stopped and bent down to pick up a milk box. I looked at Abreu's behavior with a little disgust and thought, "Pick up the garbage, too." Aber didn't notice my "dislike", as if he were doing something he had done before.
What surprised me even more was that in a corner, Abreu bent down and picked up a "black" napkin-dirty and black, and it looked sticky! Abreu's movements are so natural that there is almost no hesitation. I was suddenly moved by the tiny movement of this tall man in front of me, as if a warm wind blew through my heart without waves, making my soul tremble.
I silently followed Abreu downstairs, silently watching Abreu throw garbage into the trash can on the side of the road, with a relaxed face. Aber said goodbye to me and turned away. I watched Abreu's tall figure get farther and farther away. ...
That tall figure, the moment I bent down to pick it up, brought me emotion and admiration. Abreu's informality and carelessness in life make us naughty boys more willing to be close to him.
Tall figure composition 12 There will be disabled people in every corner of the world. Some of them are born disabled, and some are disabled because of some accidents, but their perseverance is simply not as good as ours. What impressed me most was a disabled person.
I remember at that time, there was a small calligraphy museum next to my home. Usually many people go there to practice calligraphy, and I often go there to watch it. Once, I saw an old man with no hands, and he was practicing calligraphy there. There are also several people around him watching him write. I walked by quietly for fear of disturbing him. I saw him biting the pen tightly with his mouth, grasping the strokes of the pen with his head, holding the pen with his tongue and keeping the brush still. His mouth tightly clutched the pen and never slackened. I thought to myself: Can you write with a pen in your mouth? I don't quite believe that he can write well. I looked at him with puzzled eyes, but he smiled at me. Then he began to write. He wrote slowly on the paper one by one. He finally wrote it out, and there are four vigorous and powerful characters on the paper-self-reliance. Next to the audience also repeatedly applauded.
Seeing this grandfather's handwriting, I was puzzled. I ran over and asked my grandfather, "Grandpa, how do you practice writing with your mouth?" Grandpa replied, "I loved calligraphy since I was a child, so I wanted to write with my mouth." It was hard at first, and my tongue was bitten several times, and my upper jaw was very painful. I tried to give up several times, but I remembered a famous saying:' Nothing is difficult to a willing mind.' So I persisted. Over time, I am not afraid of pain and write fluently. Time flies, and my calligraphy has been practiced! "Hearing these words, I couldn't help being moved by his perseverance. Think about myself, my handwriting is so poor that I have no patience.
He walked out slowly, and I looked at the tall figure and suddenly felt very small. His back is deeply imprinted in my heart.
Tall figure composition 13 Many people and things are gradually forgotten with the passage of time. Only grandpa's figure is so clear and impressed me so deeply.
Grandpa is a retired soldier. Grandpa once made a third-class merit, worked as a secretary, and worked as a village head ... The drawer is full of countless certificates and is a model for the whole village. Although grandpa is a soldier, he is so kind and gentle to me. I have been with my grandparents since I was a child. My parents always go out early and come back late, so most of the time, all I see is my grandfather's back.
What I can't forget is that one afternoon when I was 6 years old, my grandfather took me out to play, but I was not honest at all. Grandpa always pulls me to his side, but I have to follow him. Grandpa is helpless and will only follow me. We are walking on a road with flowers and plants, and the roadside is covered with flowers and plants, attracting some butterflies and bees from time to time. I will always chase after it when I see it, but when my grandfather sees it, I must watch it. Now I'm behind grandpa, and I won't be found. This is one of the reasons why I like to carry him behind my back.
Walking, the sun rose, and my grandfather's back was reflected on the ground. Because my grandfather is tall, he helped me to cover the sun, and my shadow was not reflected, only my grandfather's tall back. I accidentally tripped over a stone on the way, and there happened to be a pool of mud next to it. Just as I was about to "baptize" the muddy water, my grandfather pulled me away and fell into the muddy pool. My back is all wet and muddy. Even though I was standing by, I was "wet" by the muddy water, and grandpa quickly took me home. What I see is my grandfather's tall back.
When I was 8 years old, I had to leave my grandfather to go to school. Although I can come back, time is limited and I can't play with my grandparents often. I bid farewell to my grandfather, leaving only the tall figure deeply imprinted in my mind, bearing my wonderful childhood. ...
Tall figure composition 14 Under the scorching sun, there are such a group of traffic policemen who are not afraid of the scorching sun and stand still in the sun to maintain traffic order.
That day, I was riding my bike on the inside of the driveway, and the traffic police uncle told me to be careful not to fall. I replied: "OK, uncle traffic police, don't worry, I will be careful." As soon as I spoke, I fell to the ground with a bang. I want to stand up, but my bike is broken and my foot is hurt. When the traffic police uncle saw it, he quickly came over and helped me up. He saw the wound on my foot and ran to the nearest drugstore without saying anything. He must have bought me medicine. Soon, the traffic police uncle came back and took a bag of medicine, which made my head dizzy. The traffic police uncle said, "Be patient, this alcohol hurts a little." I retorted, "It's okay." When the traffic police uncle wiped it, my tears of pain came out, so I unconsciously grabbed the hand of the traffic police uncle. When it hurts, I hug it hard. When I reacted, I saw the hand of the traffic police uncle, which had been dyed red by me. I said guiltily to my uncle, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I hurt your hand." The traffic police uncle smiled and said, "Nothing, nothing."
Soon, it was time to get off work. I want to walk back by myself, but my injury doesn't depend on me. The traffic police uncle saw that I couldn't walk any further, so he said, "Little friend, let me take you home." After that, the traffic police uncle put me on his back, and I saw him sweating all over his back. This is their sweat for safety. My uncle followed the way I pointed out, and before I knew it, he would arrive soon. When I got home, I said to the traffic police uncle, "Thank you so much today. Come to my house for a drink! " The traffic police uncle smiled and said, "No, it's getting late, and I should go back."
In this way, I bid farewell to the traffic police uncle and watched the uncle leave. For the first time, I feel that my back is so straight and warm.
Tall figure composition 15 misty rain, I rode my bike and walked leisurely on the road.
Suddenly, an electric car rushed at me, and I suddenly turned around and fell down. Fell a few meters away. I remembered it as soon as I turned over, but the sharp pain in my left leg made me sit on the ground again and I couldn't stand up.
At this time, there was a lot of traffic on the road, including cyclists and pedestrians, but some of them took a cold look at me and left, while others hurried by without even looking. At this time, I was very sad and sat helplessly on the road where people came and went. Suddenly, an uncle with a briefcase ran across the street and saw my foot hurt. He put down his briefcase and gently helped me up. Tears welled up in my eyes, and they flowed down from my eyes like pearls with broken lines. My uncle helped me to the side of the road "Tell your parents, do you know their telephone number?" I told my uncle my phone number, and soon my father came in a hurry. I said, "Thank you, Uncle!" "Uncle said," you're welcome. Be careful when crossing the street! "Dad was busy asking questions, so I told him the story and said," If it weren't for that uncle, I really don't know what to do. Hey, where is he? "When I turned around, I could only see the distant figure of my uncle.
I limped forward and shouted, "Goodbye, Uncle!" "When my uncle heard my words, he turned to me, waved and said," Goodbye, little friend, I hope your foot will recover soon! ""I have tears in my eyes. My uncle is fading away, and the vague figure is getting bigger and bigger.
Looking back on this incident now, my eyes will still be filled with tears, and his tall figure seems to be standing in front of me. Ah! His loud voice seems to echo in my ears.