The composition of school security guards is more than 500 words. This old doorman has been working in our school since I was in the first grade. He gets up early and is on duty every day.
My uncle's surname is Zhang, but I don't know his full name.
His hair is not very thick and his eyes are not very bright. Of course, his skin is not as white as ours.
That thin face is full of traces of years, giving the impression that it is unusually old, but his actual age is also over 60 years old.
The old uncle is a bit fierce, but he is very careful about his work! Whenever after five o'clock in the morning, whenever we are still in a beautiful dream, that familiar figure will appear.
It's the guard's uncle! He got up so early again! At 7: 40, it is time for our school to open. My uncle will start school on time.
At that time, I came early and watched the old doorman be punctual.
"The last ten seconds! Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one! Time is up! " I whispered to myself.
Just as I was saying that, the door suddenly opened slowly! "Wow, this is so punctual!" I'm surprised.
And our school gate is particularly clean! Do you know why our school gate is clean? Yes, it's because of the old uncle of the doorman! At noon, some students lined up to go home for dinner.
After all, junior students are not very sensible. Two students always have a restless, messy, almost hit the car. Fortunately, the old uncle took him away and taught him a few words: "Be careful in the future! See if you dare to do this again in the future! " Small students in shock, said: "thank you-thank you!" " "What a dear old guard uncle! Although I won't see him for another year, I will always remember him. ...
Many people believe that filial piety is to help parents do more work and often accompany their parents so that they can spend their old age happily.
A song "Go home often to see" fully embodies the homesickness of wandering outside, and thinks that it is my greatest regret not to help my parents and not to be filial to them.
But I think parents can be happy, not just go home often. My opinion is just the opposite.
Take this matter for example! In a small city, there lived an old woman in her sixties. She has two sons.
The eldest son was laid off and stayed at home all day to help his mother do this and that. It was very hot, and he kept asking her if she was hot.
Washing clothes when they are dirty and cooking when mom is hungry is a well-known filial piety in this city.
He helps his parents do this and that all day, and his neighbors praise him for having a dutiful son, but his mother is not happy.
Her youngest son, just the opposite of her eldest son, graduated from a famous university and worked as an engineer in a big city.
He is very busy at work, studying problems at work all day, and is the technical backbone of the factory. The leaders attach great importance to him.
Although he sends a big bag of "gifts" to his mother from time to time, it is full of dirty clothes and asks her to help him wash them. Although she is very tired, she is happy in her heart.
Usually go out for a walk, when you meet an acquaintance, you straighten up, raise your voice, and proudly brag about your second son to acquaintances.
Whenever neighbors mention her eldest son, she is like a seedling, bent like a lobster, and she is not confident in speaking. She told her neighbors that her eldest son was incompetent and couldn't even find a job.
No, the eldest son looks very filial and has no skill, although he is eager to do everything, which makes his mother worry about his future life all day.
The second son, who doesn't seem to be very filial, can't do any housework, but he is very promising. He is a talent, but he makes his mother earn enough face and makes her walk straight and live happily.
Therefore, filial piety to the elderly is not only to help parents do housework, but also to be a pillar of the country, so that mothers can be proud of you and spend their old age happily.
When the school security team requires 300 school security guards to go in and out of the community gate every day, I always see a group of people wearing gray work clothes, standing there smiling, or helping you open the door, or directing you to reverse, or patrolling passing vehicles, or just smiling and saying "Hello!" "Goodbye!" .
Yes, as you may have guessed, they are the security guards in the community.
Sometimes, I will see them help naughty children pick up the badminton hanging in the tree and catch the badminton falling into the water.
Sometimes, I will see their grandparents with mobility difficulties get on the elevator with the heavy objects in their hands.
I've also seen them rush off work to help their neighbors fix locks that can't be opened.
I always think that security guards are the protectors of the community. They stand guard and patrol every day and are sent to say hello, care about the people in the community and protect the safety of the community.
When I was a child, my parents were very busy. I am always the last child to leave kindergarten.
I remember at the beginning, I sat on the doorstep and cried. At this time, the wrinkled old man came over with a smile, squatted next to me and said, "Cry off the pearl, baby."
"Then he picked me up and went into his little room.
Since then, grandpa, the security guard of the kindergarten concierge, has become my closest relative.
I still remember that he always brought me into the room with his hands as thick as branches, bent down to comfort me with a smile, and sometimes gave me a snack to satisfy my appetite. Then we are like a pair of grandparents. He does his own thing, while I have a good time. Occasionally, he will chat with me about gossip. It was not until dark that my father came to pick me up that I reluctantly said goodbye to him.
I haven't seen him since I went to primary school. Fortunately, the security grandfather (uncle) who is as kind as him is still around every day.
Security guards are everywhere around us.
They have no bright and gorgeous costumes, no tall and handsome appearance, never say grandiose words, and no great achievements.
Their wages are low, but they try their best to protect our lives and homes.
They are a group of hardworking and kind ordinary people, which deserve our admiration.
The security guard in our school. Composition 400 words
All the "security guards" in our school go to school every day. I found a sign opposite the school gate, which said "No Access". Next to him stood a burly man, a new "security guard" in our school, a PE teacher, Mr. Hou. Every day, students maintain campus traffic safety during school, and don't let all vehicles pass in front of the school.
He looks over 50 years old, burly, with a beard and bright eyes. He wears a gray coat and a red armband with two Chinese characters "public security" written on it, guarding the safety of our students every day.
Whenever there is a car in front, he stretches out his arms, whether it is a big truck, a small car, a motorcycle or even a bicycle, he lets them make a detour.
Even if he is an acquaintance, he shows no mercy.
That look, very serious, very serious.
No matter how windy or rainy it is, no matter how hot or cold it is, he always sticks to his post.
He comes to the school to stand guard at 6 every morning.
I remember last winter, it snowed heavily, and snowflakes floated on his head and covered him. Mr. Hou seems to be making a snowman, and others invited him in. He smiled kindly. "It's still early. I'll stay a little longer."
"This is an ordinary PE teacher, doing ordinary things, but I saw his extraordinary sense of responsibility.
I want to say to him: "Teacher, you have worked hard!" " = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = With a stun gun in one hand and a shield in the other, they formed a tall and powerful image-Uncle Security.
Someone will surely ask, "Why have no bad people ever come to your school?" I will proudly answer: "because our brave security uncle is standing guard there to protect us!" " "However, although the security uncle is terrible, their hard work is not acceptable to ordinary people.
In summer, uncle security stands guard at the school gate in the scorching sun.
In winter, they are fighting a fierce "war" with the cold winter wind.
I remember one summer, Uncle Bao sent me to the school gate. I looked up, and Uncle Bao's eyes were full of bloodshot and dark. Sweat rolled down his dark face.
At this time, the security uncle said with his weak hand, "You go over.
"I felt a burst of admiration in my heart and thought: Uncle Security, have a rest!" Uncle Security, on behalf of all the teachers and students, I thank you! "PS: two referees. ...
Articles praising the school janitor should not exceed 200 words at most. Be sure to write how sympathetic he is. ...
This old doorman has been working in our school since my first grade. He gets up early and goes on duty every day.
Whenever after five o'clock in the morning, whenever we are still in a beautiful dream, that familiar figure will appear.
It's the guard's uncle! He got up so early again! At 7: 40, it is time for our school to open. My uncle will start school on time.
At that time, I came early and watched the old doorman be punctual.
"The last ten seconds! Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one! Time is up! " I whispered to myself.
Just as I was saying that, the door suddenly opened slowly! "Wow, this is so punctual!" I'm surprised.
And our school gate is particularly clean! Do you know why our school gate is clean? Yes, it's because of the old uncle of the doorman!
How to write the composition of our campus janitor? At first, a janitor at the school aroused my curiosity.
I want to know what the doorman's job is like.
It was not until the sixth grade that I found that the work of the doorman was not as busy and complicated as I thought.
The doorman only needs to switch the school gate, manage the shuttle bus at the gate, and occasionally send a few letters to the teaching building, that's all.
Sometimes, we students on duty do things like managing vehicles and delivering letters.
The doorman spends most of his time walking around, chatting with the old people nearby.
In addition, the broom in the classroom was not enough on the day of cleaning, so I wanted to borrow it from the guard room.
I don't know that he stubbornly refused to lend it to me, saying that his broom was broken by a student once, for fear that I would break it again.
I can only give up this idea helplessly.
I began to hate the "stingy" behavior of the doorman.
What should school guards pay attention to in developing my beautiful campus? I have a beautiful campus.
Outside the campus, the most conspicuous thing is that big red stone with four vigorous words written on it; Mingde primary school.
Next to it is the retractable door and the guard room.
As soon as we entered the campus, the wide playground came into view.
There is a flag-raising platform, a basketball court and a stage on the playground.
The playground is very big, as big as five basketball courts.
When class is over, we can enjoy playing and frolicking on the playground, which is our paradise.
We have two tall teaching buildings, one with four floors, equipped with multimedia room, laboratory, computer room, library … and teacher's office.
There are classrooms on each floor, spacious and bright.
There are electric fans, curtains and computers.
In class, we sit in the classroom, reading and studying.
In class, you can always hear the familiar sound of reading. In addition to reading on campus, you can only hear the rustling of the wind blowing through the leaves.
Our campus is very clean. Even if someone throws rubbish, some students will bend down to pick it up and make the campus very clean.
There are also many flowers and trees on campus, which are very beautiful.
After the rain, the grass is greener and the flowers are redder. Naughty water drops hang on the branches like white flowers.
When summer comes, we can sit under the tree and enjoy the cool. These flowers and trees add a touch of green to the summer sunshine.
I love studying at school, and I love my beautiful campus even more.
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A 250-word composition describing the appearance and movements of school security guards. He has big shining eyes, double eyelids and long eyelashes, like a row of fans.
Blink, two eyes are like stars in the sky, flickering, very interesting.
But he is very nearsighted, and he doesn't wear glasses. When he can't see the blackboard, he stretches his neck.
It's obviously a boy, but it's an oval face with two shallow dimples. You really can't tell if you're not careful.
He also has his own trademark movements, like pointing at people, shaking his fingers and opening his mouth wide. That look is really funny.
He always likes to wear purple sportswear and always stretches his legs and jumps when running.
Swing your arms back and forth, sometimes turning right.
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The drizzle falls silently, and the rain falls on my face, which is cool and comfortable.
I walked on the campus path, and the wet stones on the road sparkled.
I have walked many roads, and the most impressive one is the Little Cross Road in Suzhou, which is as exquisite and simple as Suzhou people.
I think the path on campus has such a profound meaning.
The path in the campus connects the comprehensive building, the teaching building and the playground.
Although it is not more than two feet wide and 100 meters long, how many people pass by every day? In the cool morning, the footsteps of morning exercisers pass by here; At the noisy noon, students carrying lunch boxes passed by in twos and threes; On a quiet night, students with books stepped on it.
Whether it is hot summer or cold winter, whether it is pouring rain or heavy snow, it always sticks to its post silently and gives everything selflessly.
Day after day, year after year, the small trees on the roadside are green and yellow, yellow and green. Gradually, the original angular stone became round, but it still firmly supported the students' footsteps.
In the past few years, some students who have gone through this road have studied network major. After graduation, they have established their own websites and become a new generation of network experts. Some study aviation services and fly to the blue sky they yearn for after graduation; Telecom service majors set up a rainbow connecting people's emotional ties with sweet voices; Some students majoring in business administration have become senior management talents of enterprises and contributed to the development of enterprises ... They are the backbone of rejuvenating China and the pillar of the four modernizations! I have seen roads paved with colorful pebbles, which are beautiful and exquisite; I have been to Nanjing Road in Shanghai, which is very busy. I've seen expressway, too. It's straight and spacious.
However, they are not as friendly and warm as the paths on campus.
Whenever I walk along this path, somehow, I can't help thinking of our teacher.
They have been imparting knowledge on the platform of vocational education for decades, which is convincing; Prepare lessons in the office, correct homework and be meticulous; How many times have they been gratified by the excellent results on the test paper? How many times, I sighed in a low voice at the red lever exercise book.
Their temples are stained with gray and their foreheads are engraved with wrinkles of the years.
However, they are still working hard day and night, silently sticking to their ordinary posts.
As I remember, it was also a rainy day. I wandered around the campus path, and a notice that my catering skills were not up to standard made me regret it. The rain and tears on my face fascinated my eyes.
Suddenly, an umbrella was propped on my head, and a kind voice sounded in my ear: "What's wrong with you?" I turned around and saw the catering teacher standing behind me.
Looking at her kind eyes, I bowed my head in shame.
"Don't be sad, this time not up to standard, and next time, what's the use of depressed? Cheer up, there is still a long way to go! " Yes, there is still a long way to go.
The teacher's kind words still ring in my ears.
Since then, whenever I set foot on this path, my heart feels warm and my whole body is full of strength! The drizzle drifted silently in the mid-spring breeze.
I stared at the shiny stones on the road for a long time.
I praise the stone roads on campus, and I praise the teachers who are like paving stones.
With their loyalty and enthusiasm for education, their wisdom and efforts, they paved the way for cultivating talents.
Many excellent talents have gone through this road. Am I not walking on this road now? Praise you, campus! You are a red sun; You are a hopeful ship; You are the temple of knowledge; You are the cradle of college students.
You are the hope of the villagers. Under your training, students' beautiful ideals can be realized and their sweet dreams can be rounded.
You are fertile land, and young plants grow into trees; You are a brush like a rafter, and your pictures are praised! From several houses to high-rise buildings; From abacus calculation to computer operation; From studying hard under oil lamps to being accompanied by fluorescent lamps.
You have experienced a lot of ups and downs, but you have become more mature and stable.
You are slim and graceful, just like a beautiful girl, enviable.
You have the warmth of spring, the brilliance of summer and the maturity of autumn, but not the cold of winter.
You opened the door of Tsinghua campus, and the Weiming Lake of Peking University obeyed your call.
Great, campus, you have a great responsibility! You should push the wheel of history and climb the peak of science! How beautiful the future is and how brilliant tomorrow is! Let Lang Lang's reading sound resound through the sky! The advancing campus will live up to expectations, just like a bright pearl! The grass is green, the river is curved and the road is long.
Birds fly by under the blue sky and white clouds.
Summer color is not strong, rice and wheat are yellow.
In the faint wind, there were bursts of songs and several scholars were walking.
In the field, the sunset glow was sent away and the sunrise was ushered in.
The memory of a primary school taught me to sail from now on.
Although the ends of the earth, this feeling is unforgettable.
Despite all the disasters, I'm still crazy.
Raise the sails, ride the wind and waves, and then nurture the pillars of ten thousand generations.
During the journey, it was in full swing and radiant.
Fame shocked the world and attracted students from five continents.
Style of study is an invisible tree, and school discipline has a shadow platform.
Thousands of gardeners are full of books, and thousands of peaches and plums win the championship.
Scientific research is hard to live in spring, and the grass is sweating.
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