"Pa-"
There is a piece of hard plastic in the yard, which is in close contact with the ground and "crunches" and the sound "bounces" a few times.
I am at home with my grandmother. Hearing the sound, we were all startled. We thought a brick fell on the roof, and then we heard a thin, brittle and tearing sound. Grandma smiled and said, "Alas, uncle is crazy again."
Alas, this uncle threw plastic bottles downstairs again.
There is a small house in our yard, which is dedicated to putting waste products. Because my grandmother is diligent and thrifty, she always saves all the waste at home and prepares to sell it to the waste station.
It's under my uncle's room, just a few steps away from the cabin. In order to avoid going downstairs, he throws the bottle down every time he finishes drinking. The bottle fell to the ground. When my grandmother saw it, she would pick it up and put it in the hut.
This uncle is really lazy. Just throwing bottles. He either throws them into the trash can that is much accumulated at home, bags them and throws them downstairs. It's thrown straight down every day. Fortunately, our yard is in the house, and the place is relatively remote. If it's in a busy city, wouldn't it be very troublesome? What's more, the sound of the bottle being thrown often rings at noon. What should I do if I disturb my lunch break?
I think I'll talk to my uncle sometime and stop littering in the yard.
But when I ran upstairs to mention it to him, he was lying in bed with his eyes closed, wondering if he was asleep. I said to him, "Uncle, you can throw the garbage into the trash can or go downstairs and throw it into the house. Don't throw it directly into the yard. It' s noisy, and I have to bother my grandmother to pick it up. "
My uncle dozed off. I think I heard it.
The next day, I had lunch with my grandmother. Just when I was calm, there was a sudden bang in the yard.
At this moment, I don't know what to say except a helpless sigh. ...
Uncle Composition 2 I remember once, my father's brother, that is, Uncle Man, went to the quarry to dig stones with several people in the village. The first few weeks went well, but it wasn't long before someone accidentally hit a small sand bullet in his eye at work. After grandpa knew it, he ran to the stone factory from home and took Mambe to the hospital for examination and treatment. Less than an hour after I arrived at the hospital, the results came out, and my eyes could not be treated. At this time, Mann, who was lying in the hospital bed, suddenly burst into tears, and grandpa cried in a low voice when he saw Mann's eyes. At this time, the doctor is also very embarrassed. The doctor had to comfort and say, "Uncle, maybe we made a mistake? When we go to check, we will be fine. " Grandpa immediately replied, "I know, you are comforting me." I also know that his eyes are incurable. We won't blame you for it. No one can complain. This can only be blamed on their own carelessness. " Say that finish, grandpa said a few words in his ear, turned and left.
Grandpa came back and told grandma that grandma cried, too. Grandpa asked his grandmother for some money and then went to the hospital quickly. When the neighbors heard about it, they organized everyone to go to the hospital tomorrow. The next day, neighbors and grandma (neighbors advised grandma to see her son first) came to the hospital. Grandma looked so sad when she was lying in bed. The neighbor said, "Uncle Zhang, your son is blind in one eye at such a young age. How will he live for the rest of his life? " . Why don't we all take out the money and sue the manufacturers in court, so that it's not a problem for them to accompany180 thousand? "Grandpa said to his neighbor," Others didn't mean it, and besides, they don't have much money. Doesn't it mean that people are ruined? Everyone is not easy! As long as my son can save his life, yes. "
In this way, grandpa was called "silly uncle" by the whole village.
Another time, the village heard it-the wire was broken. After receiving the news, Wanshan Special Zone Power Supply Bureau asked people to take down two rolls of large wires for maintenance. These wire repairers climbed up and down around the telephone poles in such cold weather until it was dark. Grandpa saw how hard they worked, so he invited them back for dinner. Separate from the reason for returning to Wanshan, they are embarrassed, but there are still many wires, which makes them embarrassed. Grandpa saw their thoughts and went forward and said, "These wires are many and heavy. If you don't trust me, let me keep it for you for one night! " Seeing that grandpa was old, the old man said uneasily, "You are old, and I am worried about your health." ... "Grandpa said," Don't worry! Now that I promised you, I'm sure I can do it. "
The informant left with confidence.
Grandpa packed the quilt after dinner at home, and took the oil lamp and sickle to the hillside where the wires were laid. Grandpa cut off two thick branches, built a shed along the slope and slept on the bedding inside. In the middle of the night, the wind was cold and grandpa kept coughing. Grandpa is almost seventy years old, with high blood pressure and frequent colds and fever. How can he stand such a big toss? But he still insisted. The next day, he got up and waited for a long time, but nobody came. The repairman didn't come until noon. They were very moved to see Grandpa's disobedient cough, so they took out 50 yuan money to reward Grandpa. Grandpa refused to accept it, took the quilt and left.
The repairman was moved to tears.
My grandfather is such a "stupid" but respectable "stupid uncle"
My Uncle Composition 3 There is a special member in our big family, who is also my uncle. According to my father, my uncle got meningitis when he was three years old. At that time, due to poor medical conditions and untimely treatment, sequelae were left, leading to mental retardation. As a member of the family, my grandparents, my second uncle, my second aunt and my parents didn't treat my uncle's composition badly, but I felt more cordial.
Uncle is 50 years old this year, and most of his grandparents' old life is hard for him. Every day, my uncle goes out for a walk very early, and grandma will give him pocket money regularly and buy breakfast or tea on the way. After dinner, my uncle will go home for dinner on time. I am sometimes surprised. My uncle who never wears a watch never wastes time. After a good nap every day, grandma will give her uncle a change of clothes on time and let him take a bath. This is a good habit he has developed for a long time. Uncle's habit of walking every day makes his feet grow a lot of calluses, and he walks a little lame. Sometimes I go home to take a tricycle and often bargain with the driver thinking about the price. Whenever this happens, no matter who is at home, he will take the initiative to solve this problem and often give the driver a few more dollars to take care of him next time he meets his uncle.
Although uncle is not intelligent, he has a super memory. He can remember the names, birthdays and home addresses of all our relatives. Dad said he didn't remember many of them. In the street, he knows almost all the older generation, and everyone else knows him. Every time he greets others, he is greeted by others. Sometimes after a few words, his uncle will feel very kind, at least no one thinks he is special.
I see and remember the meticulous care of my uncle by my elders day after day and year after year. Therefore, I also respect my uncle very much. Every time I see him, I take the initiative to call him, and my neighbors praise me for being sensible. My uncle is also very kind to me. Every time I see him, he will say to me with a strong local accent, "Poetry, go home for dinner early." Although this is a very common sentence, it is full of my uncle's concern for me and makes me feel warm. We are a happy family.
At night, I will watch the time move a little bit. It's past ten, so I think I should go to bed. However, some things are always bad in my heart. It is better to take them out and put them on the good side for air and sunshine, and maybe there will be warmth.
I didn't get up very early in the morning. Shortly after the operation, my mother and I went to the hospital to visit my aunt. Because we have a good relationship on weekdays, I have always had a good impression on my aunt and I really want to visit her.
Chatting with my aunt is actually quite interesting, because although she doesn't study much, she knows a lot and often tells me something about being a man and doing things. She thinks people can't hold grudges. Even if others have bad things, you can't just remember her bad things. People should also know how to be grateful. My parents have done a lot for me, but I should know that I should let them worry less even if I don't have to repay them. Every time she taught me a few words, she always smiled and said to me, "Ping, Eminem speaks straight. Don't worry, I did it for your own good. Don't be angry. "
Although I don't particularly agree with what she sometimes says, I respect her ideas. After all, it is understandable to think differently. The most important thing is the intention behind it, and the starting point is beautiful.
Aunt's voice is very loud. She likes talking loudly. Maybe she thinks others can pay attention to what she says and listen. Besides, her singing is beautiful. She always thought that she could learn to sing and maybe become a folk singer. Unfortunately, because of something growing in her throat, her voice is not loud and she can't sing.
She began to speak in a hoarse voice, and sometimes I think she may not be able to say the next sentence. Every time I hear her struggling voice, I worry about her, and her daughter also advises her to have an operation. At first, she refused because she was afraid of losing her voice after the operation. But then her voice became more and more serious, and even it was difficult to swallow. Only then did she realize that she couldn't delay any longer and decided to have an operation.
There are no test results these days, and our hearts are very entangled. I hope it is a gratifying result. To this end, I can do nothing about her, but to visit, comfort and pray.
I wish you peace in this life and a long life in Changning.
My uncle's composition 5 My uncle is over fifty years old and an honest plowman. As a result of doing farm work in the field all the year round, his face was tanned, his forehead was covered with wrinkles, and his frost-white hair appeared prematurely. Although the appearance is serious and dignified, but the character is very charitable and good for children.
I was in the hospital for 14 days, and I felt that my uncle cared for me in every way. Two years ago, after the typhoon "Pearl I", I went out to play with some children. I found a bottle of wine in a glass bottle and lit it with a match. As a result, the alcohol was ignited with a bang, the pants caught fire, and nylon stockings melted and stuck to his ankle. I screamed and jumped up in pain, shouting "help, help!" When the adults came to save me, a large piece of skin fell off my ankle. Although I was immediately sent to the hospital for treatment and saved my life, I left a big scar on my ankle. As soon as the weather changes, my scar will become inflamed and fester, and sometimes it hurts unbearable. Dad decided to take me to Zhangzhou Hospital for treatment in the summer vacation. My uncle asked to take care of me himself. He said to our parents, "You are busy with many things. I have nothing to do now. I still take care of Wen Jun. " . This time I peeled off my scalp and sewed it on the original wound. The operation went well. In the hospital, my uncle is looking for a doctor and feeding me food and medicine. During my operation, he stayed up all night with me, brought me food and water, and bathed me. Also encouraged me not to be afraid, the doctor will definitely cure my injury. I looked at my uncle gratefully and saw that his eyes were bloodshot and his face was tired, as if he had suddenly aged a lot. What a nice man he is!
I admire my uncle and I can't forget his deep affection for me.
My Uncle Composition 6 A lame uncle lives next door to me. He is over fifty years old and still single. Grandma said that when he was a child, he was disabled because he had no money to treat leg diseases.
Growing up, I often saw him working alone, and he always seemed to be out of his depth. Sometimes it's just a bundle of firewood, and it takes him a long time to move home. Because of my disability, I don't earn much money, and my life has been very tight. Neighbors or friends next door often give him some vegetables grown in their own fields. He always accepts gratefully and keeps thanking him.
Once, he bought a big bag of rice from outside and walked home with it. The heavy rice bag was on his shoulder, and his body was bent by it. When walking, the limping body shakes violently, and the rice bag seems to slide down at any time. After a few steps, he couldn't help stopping to rest on crutches. I hurried home and told my father. When my father heard this, he rushed over, picked up the rice bag, carried it on his shoulder, and helped his uncle carry it home. I followed my father, and I was very happy. I think my father is great. As soon as my uncle got home, he went to his room and came out at once. He had a lot of sweets in his hand, stuffed one into my arms and said, "Eat sweets! Eat sugar! "
Holding the candy my uncle gave me, I felt warm for a long time. I think this is the best candy I have ever eaten.
My aunt lives in fengjie county, Chongqing. Aunt Ming is an excellent math teacher. She takes teaching seriously and has won a good reputation.
Aunt is tall and slightly fat, but it doesn't affect her life. She has fine features, all five senses say, and there is a majesty in her eyes; Long black hair hung meekly at the waist and began to swing; Her mouth is so big that she can clearly solve a series of difficult problems; Aunt has a big hand, too, "grasping money by hand." Aunt supports the whole family with her big hand, and some details can be done in detail. Her hands often wander between blackboards, writing mathematical formulas and various solutions, correcting and evaluating homework with red pen, which can be described as "ingenuity."
Aunt is very strict in life, and the refrigerator is always in good order. All kinds of food are divided into several categories and discharged neatly. Like some raw and cold meat, it is just right to divide it into small portions, one at a time, no more or less. In their home, everything is neat, the floor is mopped once a day, and there is nothing idle at home. Anything is useful. I have to say that if she leaves the teaching, she will be a virtuous housewife.
It is particularly worth mentioning that menstruation cherishes her long hair. Tie it up every night before going to bed and comb it carefully the next morning. Although she is nearly 500 years old, her movements are quite skillful, and the overall time is less than 10 minutes. Her hair is well maintained. She is not stingy every time she washes her hair. After washing, she carefully dried it with a towel and wrapped it. She is very cautious and not worried at all, even if a child wants to touch it. Because there is too much hair, the general comb is easy to break. So wherever she goes, she carries a good comb, which is hard and long, and her teeth are thin and big. It's usually rare, and it's hard to find a second one. It can be seen that my aunt attaches importance to her hair.
I admire my aunt because she is virtuous, intelligent, dedicated and filial. If you ask her for advice, she will answer you seriously: "First, let's look at this figure ... and then look at the conditions it gives ..." After a question is asked, she will ask: "Do you understand?" And give further answers to the questions. In short, no matter where she is, she is always so outstanding.
My aunt deserves my admiration!
Even if my uncle loses his sight, he will not lose his thirst for knowledge.
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He has dark skin and dull eyes. He is just a farmer. He is over 40 years old and has never been married because he can't see the world. But he never lost his thirst for knowledge.
He told me that he was blind in one eye since he was a child, and then when he was about to go to school, his other eye lost its light. He was very sad. He said he was sad and had never seen the world. After that, he found out the way of the whole village with an iron bar. Sometimes he listens to the voice of primary school students at the gate, secretly follows the teacher's words and gradually learns a lot of words.
His aunt bought him a radio for fear that he would be lonely. He often listens and sometimes tells me. On TV programs, he listens to the news and tells his grandparents the weather forecast. Sometimes I ask him his four names, and he knows that his uncle was great in my heart when I was a child.
The teacher asked me to write the annotation of Water Margin, so I bought the original version, all in classical Chinese. My classical Chinese is very poor, and sometimes I don't understand it, so I ask my uncle which round he will explain to me. As soon as he explained, I knew that the notes were very helpful and I was very grateful to him. I asked him how he knew. He said that he had listened to the radio. I think although he listened, he can remember it accurately.
I asked him, have you ever complained about not seeing the world? He said he didn't complain, at least God didn't make him lose his hearing.
God may be unfair to everyone, but as long as we have a dull heart and a heart that loves life, it will do. I believe that the world will not treat you badly.