The person I respect most wrote 1. She sat in a chair and looked at the book in her hand with rapt attention. She sat by the window, no matter how loud the laughter and laughter outside, she still "turned a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window and only read the sage books". She is my sister.
My sister likes reading very much. Every Saturday, she always takes time to take me to Xinhua Bookstore to read. Another Saturday, my sister took me all the way to the bookstore. Just outside the bookstore, my sister disappeared. She ran to the literature series and carefully selected the books she wanted to read. Well, I've seen this one, and so have I. Sister herself whispered beside the bookshelf. Here it is. Sister picked up the book and sat on the bench, turning over the book. When I saw my sister reading a book, her face was clouded for a while, and the seasons were like spring for a while. My sister is like a fish swimming in the sea. She can't live without water any more. When I finished reading Science and Experiment, my sister had finished reading three books.
Maybe because I like reading! My sister's writing ability is good. In every homework, as long as there is a composition and a weekly diary, my sister is always the first to write. After writing a composition, she always checks it. As soon as she found out that there were improper words and additions and deletions, she picked up a pen to correct her composition. My sister's composition, the teacher can always write "excellent" and "A" in red pen. Influenced by my sister, I also like reading. I will be a bookworm.
My most respected person composition 2 There is a doorman in our community. I don't know his last name. Let's call him grandpa here. He has a slight hunchback, a thin body, dark cheeks covered with wrinkles, and an old and strong spirit emerges from him. The two tools he never leaves are a broom and pliers. On the snowy morning in winter, I went out to school, and the snow in the yard had been swept away. There are fallen leaves everywhere in autumn, but there are no leaves in our community. But these didn't give me much impression. I thought he was just guarding the door and sweeping the floor, but he wasn't. It was these two things that changed my opinion of him.
I remember once, when I was tired of playing, I went home for dinner and left my bike unlocked at the entrance of the building. When I came down, the car was gone. I looked everywhere, and finally went to the doorman's grandfather to ask. Grandpa, the doorman, said, "I put it in the carport. I'm afraid I'll lose it. It's locked. Here's the key." He also said: "Don't leave your bike lying around in the future. First, it is not neat, and second, it is not locked and easy to lose. "
Another time, after school, we went to play ball in the backyard. There is a mud pit in the backyard that is not too deep. When I was playing football, I fell into the mud without slanting. I'll get it. I accidentally got stuck in the mud, and it was covered with mud below my knees. But there's no one at home. Where can I wash it? I'm so anxious that my tears are coming down. At this time, the grandfather who was guarding the door knew that he was drawing water, brushing shoes and washing pants, and I was very grateful to him.
These two things touched me deeply. Although the janitor's job is ordinary, this "ordinary" embodies a spirit of helping others, which is worth learning and respecting. Our new generation of primary school students should carry forward this spirit of helping others.
In our neighborhood, there are several aunts who sweep the floor. They are the people I respect most.
One morning, I threw the finished yogurt box into the dustbin, but I didn't throw it in. I turned a blind eye and continued to play on the concrete floor in front of my house.
After a while, I saw my aunt riding a tricycle. There is a big trash can in the car. My aunt was flushed and sweaty. She saw me and said, "No class today?" "well! Aunt, how many days do you rest every week? " With so much rubbish, how can we have time to rest? "Aunt stopped and turned around and said," but it doesn't matter. It is also very comfortable to see the community clean. " After that, the aunt jumped out of the car, pushed the car to the trash can and stopped, then swept away the garbage thrown outside and poured it into the big trash can on the tricycle.
Suddenly something flashed in front of my eyes, a milk carton! I threw it away, my face was burning ... my aunt worked hard to sweep the floor every day, but I littered here. Yes, I corrected my mistake. I stood up and walked forward, only to see my aunt bend down, pick up the milk box and throw it into the trash can, and then pour the garbage into the trash can on the tricycle. The trash can is like a house ... when my aunt cleans it, she will feel sweaty on her face like washing her face. "Goodbye, little friend!" Bye, auntie! "I suddenly feel that the voice of" Auntie "today is particularly sincere and particularly pleasant to listen to.
Aunt pays attention to hygiene seriously, not so much to add cleanliness and beauty to our community as to contribute to the creation of a hygienic city and a harmonious society. Let's all contribute to a civilized city!
The person I respect most is wearing an orange hat and an orange vest. Wearing gray sleeves, he looks plain. Not afraid of dirty, not afraid of fatigue, but responsible. He is the person I respect most-the cleaner.
I remember it was a Saturday night, and my mother and I were walking in the street. At that time, I ate the popsicle bag and threw it on the ground. Aunt the cleaner in the distance trotted over. Her face was wrinkled, and I thought, she's going to scold me. Unexpectedly, she said to me, "Son, you can't litter." I'm sorry to hear the news. I blushed. Aunt cleaner lowered her head, bent down, stretched out her dark hand, picked up the garbage and put it in the trash can. Aunt cleaner had just finished picking up the garbage when there was a "plop" behind her. She was busy sweeping the garbage. After watching this scene, I think aunt cleaner is really hard.
Whether it is winter or summer, whether it is windy or rainy, the cleaners always stick to their posts and do their duty to clean and beautify our city. The spacious roads are always cleaned before people go to work. They are our city beauticians.
Cleaning is an ordinary occupation, and everyone pays no attention to it. Although I don't know her name, I sincerely admire her, because many cleaners like her are beauticians in our city, and they have exchanged their hard work for the cleanliness of the city. They deserve our respect.
I think everyone will respect someone, and I am no exception. The person I respect is an ordinary little girl, carrying a schoolbag, wearing a red scarf and a braid. Her behavior makes me feel that he deserves my respect, but I don't know her name.
That day, I was in class and planned to go out to play after class, but it rained. There are senior students upstairs booing together: "Oh, dear! Come on! I lost my card! Lost the card! " Then, I looked up and the paper fell. The first and second grade students downstairs applauded: "It's beautiful, it seems to be snowing." Some students are still fighting for cards in the rain, and they are constantly booing: "Oh, dear! Oh! . "In a short time, there were many cards that were robbed, torn or soaked in water on the ground, and pieces of paper were everywhere on the playground. I think: now that they have made a big mistake, the school will definitely impose heavy penalties, and they will be in big trouble. At this time, a little girl came over with an umbrella to see her in the third and fourth grades. She bent down, holding an umbrella with one hand, and picking up the cards on the ground with the other hand and throwing them into the trash can. Then, she shouted to the people upstairs who were still throwing cards: "Don't lose them, the ground is dirty by you!" " At this time, the people who robbed and lost the cards all threw surprised eyes at her and froze one by one. One by one, my face turned red, and I was embarrassed to disperse. So were the students who robbed the card.
Although I don't know his name and class, her noble quality and image are deeply engraved in my heart, and I can't be calm for a long time. This is the person I respect most! ! !
The person I respect most is the summer solstice. The sun is like a big fireball, scorching the earth. Lovely birds, dancing butterflies, they all hide in a cool place to enjoy the cool; Grass and flowers have been sunburned; The cicada kept shouting "cicada, cicada", as if crying and complaining about the hot weather.
At noon 12, the street was almost empty, and people went home to the air-conditioned room to enjoy the cool, while the sanitation workers were still cleaning up the garbage and working non-stop. Beads of sweat ran down from them and soaked their clothes. Because of the sun and rain, their skin is dark and dry, and their foreheads are wrinkled, but they can't take care of wiping sweat and drinking water. When I get up in the morning, the ground is stinking garbage. People cover their noses and make a detour, but you clean silently without complaining.
In winter, the cold wind is biting, like a knife carved on our faces. Early in the morning, we were still lying in the warm bed, and the sound of "brush, brush, brush" came from downstairs. So you started your day's work before dawn. When people go out to work, they must put on thick gloves and hats and wrap themselves up. For the convenience of work, you wear thin clothes. Even so, your faces are sweaty. No matter how bad the weather is, we can see your busy figure every day You are like a beautician, making the city beautiful.
Sanitation workers, I really admire you! You have done so much for us, but you have no complaints. Without your efforts, how could there be such a clean and tidy urban environment? Sanitation workers, I admire and respect you!
My most respected person composition 7 Everyone has his own most respected person. Some people say that the person he respects most is a teacher, some people say that the person he respects most is his parents, and some people say that the person he respects most is a celebrity. And I, the most respected person, is the "cleaner".
The name "cleaner" must be familiar to everyone! There are footprints left by cleaners in every corner of every place.
In life, we can't live without cleaners. If there were no cleaners, our world would be a piece of garbage. The cleaners are tired every day, but they never complain. Whether it is cold winter or hot summer, it is windy and rainy. They work 365 days a year. Sometimes, I think the world is cruel. Why do some people work hard and earn very little money, while others sit in comfortable offices and enjoy generous treatment every day, but they hold a lot of money?
Day after day, year after year, the cleaners work silently in positions that others look down upon. What are they doing? To bring us a clean and beautiful home. But in life, many people look down on them, look down on them, and some people are unsanitary and litter at will. Aren't these people ashamed
I respect cleaners because they are like bees. Although they are in a trivial position, they brew sweet honey for our lives with their hard-working hands.
My most respected person composition 8 There are many people in the world who deserve our respect. Doctors who heal the wounded and rescue the dying, just policemen. And the person I respect most is my teacher-Miss Bai.
When Miss Bai first took our class, I was a little strange to her. But after getting along for half a year, I have a deeper understanding of Miss Bai.
Miss Bai not only teaches us knowledge, but also tells us some truth.
It rained cats and dogs that day. Huh? Why hasn't Lu, who opened the class door, come yet? As time goes by, I still have to hand in my homework and recite ancient poems. The students stamped their feet anxiously. At this moment, Yang said to him, Let's go in through the window. "To start. Next to a few students pushed Yangjia Town up. Several students are watching or laughing. At this time, I saw Mr. Bai coming angrily, and the next thing was unimaginable.
The next day, Miss Bai said to us on the platform, "Classmates, it was very dangerous to turn over the window in Yangjia Town yesterday. If you accidentally hit it, why didn't you do it when it was bleeding? You should consider the consequences when you do things in the future. " Hearing the teacher say this, everyone's face turned red at once. Yangjia Town also bowed his head with great guilt.
Miss Bai gave us all her hard work. At the beginning of school, Miss Bai decorated the classroom beautifully. What I remember vividly are the four big characters posted on the wall, "Beijing", "Beijing" and "Beijing". Teacher Bai is really well-meaning. "Quiet" tells us to keep quiet at all times. "Respect" tells us to honor our parents and respect our teachers. "Competition" means that we hope to be positive and compete with our classmates in study. "Clean" means telling everyone to clean the classroom and keep it clean forever.
Yes! Teachers are hard-working gardeners and have cultivated many flowers of the motherland. Students, we should know how to be grateful. Miss Bai is the person I respect most.
My most respected person Composition 9 During my growing up, there were many people I respected, such as teachers, classmates, doctors, policemen … and the person I respected most was my mother.
From the day I was born, there was a man holding a small sky that belonged to me.
"Curled eyelashes, blink." This is my mother. Her eyes are big, her skin is dark, she is tall, her mouth is small, her eyebrows are curved and she looks very gentle. She is a beautician, and "slim, beautiful, like Xinjiang people" is usually her first impression.
I cried when I fell down when I was a child or when my beloved clothes were dirty. At this time, my mother came out of nowhere to comfort me, and then, unconsciously, an apple appeared in my hand, and I smiled through tears.
I am growing up, and the difficulties in my study are constantly bothering me. My mother is exhausted by the burden of life, but she still has to take care of me all the time, giving me lectures, cooking and washing clothes …
Dad often goes on business trips in other places, and the burden at home is borne by mom alone. He has to work outside. How tired his mother is! In my spare time, I will beat my shoulders and wash my feet for my mother …
With the passage of time, my mother is getting old, with a few deep wrinkles on her forehead and a few white hairs in her black hair, but my mother will never be old in my heart, always young, beautiful, innocent and pure ...
I am like fire, and my mother is like water. When I have bad ideas, my mother will teach me, just like when a raging fire burns, water will put it out and let the restless fire gradually calm down.
Mom, you have worked hard! Let me wash your clothes, boil water and cook for you in the future … Do everything you do for me! Mom, I love you!
This is the person I respect most-my mother.
My most respected person composition 10 There are many people I respect, and my grandmother is the one I respect most. Grandma is 62 years old, with wrinkled face, rough hands, sunken eyes and half-white hair. Grandma looks very kind and smiles very kind. Although grandma is over sixty, she has been serving my great-grandmother who is nearly ninety years old.
Grandma almost lost her ability to take care of herself because of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage ten years ago. However, after years of careful nursing, grandma's body gradually improved, not only her mental state was much better, but she was also able to walk in the fields.
I remember once, I went to my grandmother's house to play. As soon as I entered the room, I smelled an unpleasant smell. When I walked in, I found that my grandmother was taking a shit on me. Grandma is changing clothes. Grandma was so serious that I didn't even notice when I entered the room. I cried, "Grandma!" Grandma looked back at me and said, "When did you come? Let's stay outside for a while! " "Say, continue to do what you are doing. Grandma is still so kind when she speaks.
"Grandma's pants are dirty and smelly. Don't wash them. Throw them away! " I suggested. Grandma was a little unhappy and said, "Changing clothes is a common thing. Do you have to throw it away every time? " ? Filial piety is what every child should do, and you should also be filial to your parents in the future. "I listened to, some embarrassed to nod.
On the way home, I thought: I also want to learn from my grandma and be as filial to my elders as grandma is to grandma. Be the most filial boy.
My most respected person composition 1 1 There are many people in my life who deserve my respect, such as doctors, cleaners and policemen ... but the person I respect most is actually her, an ordinary and humble primary school teacher. Under her guidance, five years of primary school time flies, but those five years of primary school life are unforgettable in my memory.
I don't remember when she introduced herself to me for the first time in class, except that her surname was Li. Teacher Li told us one interesting story after another in the real first class. Such as "Goddess of Mending Heaven" and "The Birth of the Stone Monkey".
She is very strict. I remember one time, a classmate in our class didn't finish his composition during the exam. Just like that, her cheeks were black and blue on both sides, and no one could stand her whole face. But when I am happy, the traces of years on a face seem to be melted by my mood, and every word I say makes people feel very kind.
She has a mole on her nose, and her eyes are neither too big nor too small, just like Yang Jian's third eye in The Journey to the West, but it is horizontal. There are crow's feet in the corner of my eyes.
Miss Li, whenever I see China's lively Chinese characters, I will think of you. I really want to say to you: "teacher, thank you, you taught me Chinese, you watered my young trees, you watered my dry land, you are the person I respect most!" " "
The person I respect most writes 12. He works hard in the corner of the city from morning till night. His efforts have made the city more beautiful. Every time he walks by, a wave of respect comes into being.
He is a cleaner. I don't know his name, but I always remember his dark skin and rough hands. His forehead is covered with many wrinkles and he looks over fifty years old. Accompanying him every day is a tricycle with many tools on it.
One day at noon, after class, I rode my bike home. On the road, there are many people riding electric cars with umbrellas. I can't help it The sun is too big. I only stood in the sun for two minutes while waiting for the traffic lights, and then I felt dizzy. Almost home, I looked at the roadside and saw the familiar figure again. It turns out that uncle cleaner is working again.
Uncle cleaner is wearing a straw hat, with a broom in one hand and a garbage shovel in the other. He never complains about his work day after day. Every time I see him, his mouth will rise slightly, and he seems to enjoy the job. After sweeping one place, the cleaner went to another place, lowered his head and began to work again.
Some beauty is always insignificant, but I can always find it. Uncle cleaner has this beauty.
My most respected person composition 13 My most respected person is Mr. Qin. He is not only our math teacher, but also our Chinese teacher and our head teacher.
Teacher Qin is a serious person. Please ask Mr Qin to teach us math. Teacher Qin is very strict when teaching us math! For example, I made a mistake at that time, and Teacher Qin asked me if you knew this question. I said yes. Teacher Qin said to me in a harsh voice, "Do your hands listen to your brain?" If you can't do such a small thing well, let alone other things. If you can't even do a small thing well, how can you do other things in the future! "I know that Mr. Qin is asking us to do things seriously and not be careless.
Teacher Qin teaches Chinese even more. When checking students' homework, you can see a punctuation mark and a radical error. Is Teacher Qin as picky as the Monkey King? I don't think so. It must be because Mr. Qin is very serious about his work and never lets go of any mistakes. He set an example for us. I must learn this serious attitude from Mr Qin.
Teacher Qin is also a very gentle person. One day, a classmate fell down. We picked him up and went to find Mr. Qin. At first, we thought that Teacher Qin would severely criticize us, but no, Teacher Qin comforted this classmate very gently. Ask her where it still hurts. Where are you hurt? And he gently touched his classmate's head with his hand. I feel just like my mother.
We are resident students and can only go home once a week. It's not mom and dad who spend the longest time with us, but our teacher Qin! Although Miss Qin is very strict with us, I know that Miss Qin is doing it for our own good.
Strict and gentle teacher Qin, she is the person I respect most.
My most respected person composition 14 From kindergarten to now, there are many teachers who have taught me. One of them I admire and respect most is Mr. Sheng, who has taught me primary school for five years.
I remember one time, there was a sudden power outage, just as Teacher Sheng was on duty, and there was no bell after class. Teacher Sheng had to shout for class in her loud voice. In the end, Mr. rope was hoarse and couldn't say anything. Mr. Kesheng still insisted on giving us lessons and didn't miss a class.
The next day, Mr. Sheng came to teach us again. She walked into the classroom in no hurry. As usual, after visiting all the students, she opened her textbooks and gave a serious lecture. I found the teacher looking tired. Needless to say, the teacher must have stayed up late to prepare lessons and correct homework again last night. In class, the teacher endured a sore throat and tried to turn up the voice so that the students could hear clearly. However, her voice trailed off until she couldn't even speak. At this time, director Li of the teaching department came into the classroom and suggested that Teacher Sheng take a rest. But Mr. Sheng coughed a few times and said, "I won't go to rest until I finish these questions." Then he can't talk anymore. Although Director Li tried his best to persuade us, he gave us today's homework in a hoarse voice and reluctantly left the classroom.
The voice and figure of teachers' dedication to their posts are deeply engraved in my mind and printed in my heart. The noble quality and spirit of teachers deserve my respect and admiration. At the same time, I also understand the true meaning of this famous saying: "Spring silkworms must spin until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night." Teacher, you are the cutest person in the world! Ten years of trees, a hundred years of tree people; You will never forget your kindness. Teacher, I will always remember you!
My most respected person composition 15 There is such a person, who is neither a scientist nor a university professor, but he is my most respected person.
He has a pair of bright eyes, a hooked nose, a small mole under his eyes, a pair of agile ears and a big mouth. He is the longest and most individual uncle I have ever seen. He is very fat and has a "general's belly", so I call him "fat uncle" and he affectionately calls me "fat son".
Don't be fat for him, but he has nothing special. He knows a lot. I'm sure you can feel that his knowledge is very profound as soon as you meet him. In my eyes, he knows everything, and he can answer everything I ask, especially the ancient stories I pay attention to. He also gave me five thousand years of China, which made me happy for a long time! In my eyes, he is a living "treasure house of historical knowledge". He can know astronomy, geography, ancient Chinese poetry and historical reality, which is ugly in my heart.
He is not only knowledgeable, but also has his specialty. His specialty is playing the violin. Once, I accidentally looked up and saw a box. I asked, "What's in the box?" Uncle Fat said, "It's a violin". I let him play a song "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon", which made me intoxicated by the music. Besides, Uncle Fat promised it to me.
This is my most respected fat uncle.