My most respected person composition 1 My most respected person is the unknown cleaning aunt.
Because they clean up the dirty and smelly garbage every day. It is difficult to clean the streets all year round.
Every morning, I can hear the rustle of the cleaners sweeping the floor. As soon as I heard it, I hurried downstairs. I saw Aunt Cleaning sitting in her work seriously. She has a gentle face, kind hands and shiny black hair.
Aunt cleaning is very hard. No matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, there is a busy figure of aunt, and her slowly aging figure silently serves us.
One day, I went to school and saw a child throw garbage bags on the ground. Aunt cleaning saw it and said, "children, don't throw things around." It is everyone's responsibility to keep clean. " I saw the child bowed his head in shame and quickly picked up the garbage and threw it into the trash can. When I came back from school and saw the streets clean, I thought it was all the hard work of the cleaners!
Cleaners are tanned by the scorching sun in summer, and the garbage stinks, but clean up the garbage no matter how smelly it is. So it is not easy to be a cleaner. You work too hard.
Don't discriminate against cleaners, because they have contributed to us. They are not afraid of being dirty and tired for our health and the beauty of nature, and have created a beautiful environment for us. Shouldn't we respect them?
There are many people I respect most, such as the people's police who stick to their posts, the cleaners who work day and night, the teachers who work tirelessly for the cause of education, and of course, the border guards who protect the people of the host country.
The border guards are different from all the staff. They are sick and can't rest, but they still have to stick to their posts: they are tired and sleepy, but they still have to keep their eyes open and stare at the distance. They sacrificed themselves for the motherland, and their shoulders bear the peace and hope of their loved ones and the motherland. They don't have TV there, only radios and occasional letters bring them entertainment and comfort. But they have the most precious friendship and dedication to learn. In the dead of night, you will hear bursts of singing, which is that they are missing their families. They distinguish the size of the motherland from the size of their home. For the sake of the strength and security of the motherland, they gave up the day of reunion with their loved ones and waited in the frontier of the motherland all day.
To this end, we should respect their selflessness! Respect their spirit of sacrifice! Let's respect those unknown people who have brought us a peaceful world!
My most respected person Composition 3 In my life, there are many people who have helped me, including a "wordy" mother, a "three transgressions and five times" father, and cheerful and lively classmates, but Mr. Xiao helped me the most!
Teacher Xiao's eyes are very small, and there is a black gem in his eyes. His black hair is dotted with a thin face, and his eyebrows are curved, just like two boats parked on a round face. His ears are flat, his helix is clear, and he wears black-rimmed glasses on his high nose. He is very proud! There is also a small and exquisite mouth below, eloquent and handsome.
One day, in a clear afternoon in Wan Li, our whole class drove to East Lake for a spring outing. I found a frog. I thought it was fun, so I learned to play like this. After a while, an accident happened! My foot hit a small stone, and I fell. My knee really fell, bleeding. I quickly covered the wound with my hand, so as not to let my classmates and teachers see it, for fear of affecting their mood. But the news was so well informed that my wound was discovered by Chuanchuan and other students at once. Chuanchuan and several students rushed to the front of Mr. Xiao, panting to report the matter to Mr. Xiao. When Mr. Xiao found out, he immediately asked me if I was okay. I quickly covered my wound and said, "Nothing! Nothing! " "Are they all bleeding?" Teacher Xiao said at once. Teacher Xiao quickly picked me up, put me in his car, took me to the nearest hospital, explained my wound to the nurse, and gave me medical expenses and medicine fees. Then he put a bandage on me and finally called my father. I didn't rest assured until my father came.
This is Mr. Xiao, who is serious, responsible, amiable and approachable. Don't you respect him?
My most respected person, composition 4, is sitting in a chair, looking at the book in her hand with rapt attention. She sat by the window, but no matter how loud the laughter outside was, she still "turned a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window and only read 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.
In our life, there are many people worthy of our respect, such as selfless teachers, parents who raised us, and hardworking cleaners. ...
This semester, we studied Mulan, and after listening to her story, I was in awe of her.
One day, Mulan was walking in the street and saw a list of conscripts. Everyone is pointing and talking. Mulan's father's name was impressively listed, and she was extremely anxious. When she got home, she was very sad: her father was old and her brother was too young, so Mulan wanted to dress up as a woman and join the army instead of her father. She asked her parents, and the two old people agreed with tears.
A few days later, Mulan, disguised as a man, reluctantly said goodbye to her relatives, put on her combat suit, mounted a fine horse, braided her hair, frowned as much as possible like a man, stood as straight as possible and raised her voice as high as possible. Then I went out with the team. She crossed the Yellow River and Yanshan Mountain and came all the way to the front. In the election, she was as brave as a man and made great achievements. Ten years later, the court made her a big official. Mulan said; "I don't want to be an official, please let me go back to my hometown!"
Back home, Mulan changed into women's clothes and went to visit the villagers. When the soldiers came to visit her, they were surprised to find that the once majestic General Mulan was actually a quiet and handsome girl. I haven't been discovered for ten years, thanks to her wit and clever cover-up.
After learning that Hua Mulan joined the army, I think Hua Mulan is really a heroine who loves her motherland, her relatives, wisdom and courage. She is really a woman who can't afford to be a man!
I want to learn from her, love my motherland, care for my loved ones, face bravely and think intelligently.
This is the person I respect most-Mulan.
There is such a person that I respect most. He is not a scientist or a university professor, but he is the person I respect most.
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.
My most respected person Composition 7 Around us, there are many people who deserve our admiration, and I also have many people who admire, but the person I admire most is my grandfather.
My grandfather is over seventy years old this year. He is a tall man with white hair, bright eyes and a full chin. Years still leave wrinkles on his face. My grandfather especially likes the handwriting of various calligraphers in cursive copybook.
On one occasion, when talking with an old friend of a fellow countryman, Grandpa came across this old friend's collection of the original works of Wang Xizhi, a great calligrapher in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Grandpa borrowed it from this fellow villager, and the two sides agreed to borrow it at nine o'clock in the morning a month later. Time goes by, and there is only one day left to return the book. At this time, grandpa can grasp the book and even forget to eat. It happened that it rained cats and dogs at eight o'clock, and it was still raining at eight forty-five. Grandpa wants to return the book. We discouraged him from returning it to this fellow villager after the rain, but grandpa said; "Honesty is the foundation of being a man, and I should do it. If I can't return this book to him on time, he won't dare to lend it to me next time. " Grandpa finished, carefully wrapped the books, held them in his arms, propped up his umbrella, put on his boots and walked into the rain. ...
Grandpa was so honest that he rushed to return the book in the heavy rain. How important is the word honesty in grandpa's eyes, even more important than his life.
He is the person I admire most, my grandfather, who is full of kindness and love.
My Most Respected Person Composition 8 When I was 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.
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.
My most respected person composition 10 Everyone has their own most respected person, and I am no exception.
What I respect most is my math teacher-Miss Liu. Teacher Liu has a round head, like a big apple, with big eyes embedded in it. There will be two deep dimples when you smile, which is very beautiful. Other teachers like good grades and good looks, but our teacher Liu prefers underachievers. I remember that in the second half of our third year, a new student named Zhang Xin transferred to another school. Because I just transferred here, I don't adapt to the new environment, my grades are very poor, and my homework often makes mistakes. So when Mr. Liu met a simple question in class, he asked Zhang Xin to answer it. As long as he makes a little progress, the teacher praises him in front of the class. Teacher Liu often talks with him after class and reviews his lessons for him.
In an exam, Gao Shanshan got 97 points, ranking first in the class, but the teacher didn't praise her. Zhang Xin rose from failing to 73, but the teacher praised him and encouraged him to continue his efforts. Teacher Liu is also very humorous. Once, when we learn the addition, subtraction, multiplication and division of decimals, we can omit the zero at the end of the result. Two students who went to write on the blackboard forgot to remove the zeros at the end, so they took out scissors from their desks and said, "Some zeros have been mixed in, so I have to cut them off." Since then, no one has written more zeros. Another time, we learned the applied problems of the meeting, and the teacher made many interesting courseware combining with the reality. In class, the teacher also asked the students to act it out with funny language, which made us master it quickly.
This is my most respected teacher-Miss Liu.
My most respected person composition 1 1 In summer, the sun shines directly on the earth, the sun is shining brightly, the animals can't stand the heat, the plants are depressed, and people hide in air-conditioned rooms for the summer.
Only they, sanitation workers, only sanitation workers, he is working hard in a straw hat. What are they working so hard for? Whether it is cold or hot, get up early and clean the road in the dark. It turns out that they all want us to have a beautiful and clean world and live a happy life for our convenience.
I still remember that once in winter, it snowed heavily, probably because it was too cold and there were few people on the road. The trash can is full of garbage, and some trash cans are even full of garbage. In this freezing weather, garbage workers come out to clean up at 4 am. They never stop working because of bad weather. No matter how heavy the snow is, no matter how cold the day is, all he sees is a dustpan and a broom.
When we sit at home watching TV, or dreaming in a warm and comfortable home, when you get up and go to school, the road is clean and there is no garbage. Who did all this? It's him, it's him, it's him. These are all sanitation workers who are not afraid of hardship and fatigue. You can't underestimate them Although the wages of these ordinary sanitation workers are very low, they have created a clean world for us. Without their efforts, we will live in an environment full of garbage and stench. Thank them for their great contribution to the cleanliness of our world and the convenience of mankind.
Sanitation workers, although they have no prominent position, a lot of money and no enviable rights, are the people I admire most! Sanitation workers-indispensable people in the world! The person I admire most will always be you-the sanitation worker. Because of you, the world is so beautiful!
Sanitation workers-your wish is "I hope everyone loves cleanliness!" I believe that one day, everyone in the world will talk about hygiene.
My most respected person composition 12 To say my most respected person, that is my teacher-Miss Dai. She usually wears overalls, which is neither elegant nor fashionable enough. She is an ordinary person. But in my mind, Miss Dai is the greatest.
Once, I was in poor health, but I went to school sick. In class, I didn't even listen to a word, although Mr. Dai was full of energy. Because, I felt a strong nausea and couldn't help vomiting. In an instant, the mouth is full of dirt, stinking and disgusting. The students around me "deserted" in various postures. Seeing that it affected the class, I bowed my head in shame. Teacher Dai came soon, took out some paper towels from his pocket, patted my back and wiped the dirt off my mouth. Then, he walked to the office in three steps, took water and medicine, handed it to me, and said, "Come, take two pills and lie on the table and have a rest. If you still feel uncomfortable, let me know at once. " I'll take you to the hospital. "I lay prone on the table, and after a while, I felt much better."
How can such a teacher not deserve my respect?
My most respected person composition 13 My most respected person is a beautiful person; The person I respect most is a very brave person; The person I respect most is a person who loves running. This man is my head teacher, Mr. You.
I respect Mr. You the most because when I was in Grade One or Grade Two, my grades could only squeeze into the top ten. Since a teacher taught me, my grades have improved to the top six. Moreover, Mr. You also signed up for a marathon in our class, asking everyone to get up early and run together, so I got the certificate and felt so happy. Teacher You likes going out for a run as much as I do, and she can run into the top ten. I really admire her.
Teacher You is not only my most respected person, but also my favorite teacher, because my head teacher used to be fierce and often loved to hit people. At a sports meeting, we competed in a team relay. I tripped over the stick in front of me and our class lost. At that time, the teacher accused me and said, "You lost!" This makes me very sad. But Miss You won't punish us physically, and she also cares about our self-esteem. Because of this, she is my favorite teacher.
So I made up my mind that in the future, I will be good, don't make noise, and let the teacher teach better.
My most respected person composition 14 Everyone has their own loved ones and most respected people, such as parents, brothers and sisters. However, the person I respect most is my father.
I remember that winter when I was doing my homework at home. Suddenly, I heard someone knocking at the door. I hurried to open the door. There was a stranger in front of me. I saw her carrying a big bag in her hand and asked, "Is Hui at home?" "At home, please come in." I quickly said. So I called my father out again. Father came out and looked, and said, "Ah! It's Lao Zhang, please sit down. " I quickly made a cup of tea for the guests, served it to them, and then went to do my homework.
After a while, the guest was leaving, only to hear him say to his father, "I really owe you a person to fix the house." Please accept it as a little something. " Dad immediately said, "We are friends. This is what I should do. Please make yourself at home. " The guest said, "You have helped us so much. You have to accept this gift." Just then, my father showed an unhappy look on his face and said, "If you do this, I won't help you in the future."
Lao Zhang had no choice but to put away the gift and take it away.
Many events have happened. Dad helps others, works for others and never accepts gifts from others. Although my father is an ordinary man with no official, he is a good man. When I grow up, I must be like my father. I must be a good person to be a person and a good official to be an official.
My most respected person composition 15 My mother is very thin, with two big eyes, a small mouth, a small nose, yellow hair and a pair of smart ears. The person I respect most is my mother.
My mother is very concerned about me in life and study. Once I failed in the exam, she told me not to be discouraged and carefully analyze the reasons for my failure. My mother doesn't beat me and scold me like other students' mothers. I am very happy.
After my observation, my shortcoming is carelessness. I got full marks in this exam. When I got home, my mother said happily, "I want to reward you, take you to the play shop and buy whatever you want." My mother earns money to support her family every day, but she still sends me to study in rain or shine. " When I was a child, my mother bought me a picture book and taught me to ride a bike. Once, there was a bicycle race in the district. I participated and won the first prize. I won a small trophy, which has been preserved until now.
Another time, the light bulb at home was broken and I fixed it. My mother praised me for my cleverness and dexterity, and my heart was full of joy.
My mother loves me the most in the world. I love my mother.