Essay about my uncle 1
"Grateful heart, thank you for having you. Let me live my whole life..." When I was a child, this song often echoed in my ears.
In the morning, I curled up in the warm quilt, listening to the patter of rain outside. A gust of autumn wind blew, making me tighten the quilt again, and I didn’t want to get up anymore. "It's time to eat...dong dong dong..." my uncle shouted from the kitchen, and the sound of pots, pans and chopping boards colliding was heard. Hearing this, I quickly dressed and washed my face in a hurry. Why! Uncle, it’s so hard!
Looking at the hot food on the table, I couldn’t help but feel grateful to my uncle. During the walk the day before yesterday, my aunt accidentally mentioned my uncle and said: "Your uncle has no blood relationship with you, but he treats you like his own child. If you don't study hard, will you be worthy of your uncle?" I said I was shocked. I have to work harder in the future. If I fail my uncle in my studies, wouldn't I be a wolf?
The heat in the rice bowl continued to rise, and finally disappeared under the light. I vaguely saw my uncle's busy figure again.
My uncle's work never stopped. Suddenly he stopped and said to me: "It's raining heavily outside today. Don't forget to bring an umbrella when you go. Be careful and pay attention to safety on the road. "After saying that, my uncle turned around and walked into the house, wondering what he was doing again. I couldn't help but shed tears in my eyes...
After eating, I washed the dishes, picked up my raincoat and rushed to the cram school. As soon as I went out, a gust of evil wind came in through my sleeves, and I shivered immediately, and my brain commanded me to wrap up my clothes quickly.
Raindrops as big as beans hit the leaves. The leaves couldn't bear the weight and quickly bent down. The ground still didn't look particularly moist, and people were enjoying themselves in the rain. On the way, I was still thinking, uncle, if you are tired, please take a rest! Sitting in the cram school classroom, time flies so fast, it’s twelve o’clock in the blink of an eye.
As soon as I returned home, I felt a wave of heat surrounding me. After a while, my whole body became very warm. I quickly walked to the kitchen to help wash the vegetables, hoping to reduce my uncle's burden. I turned on the fire, and my uncle looked at me quietly. When the water boiled, he threw the noodles into the pot. The water surface suddenly became calm...
After eating, the whole family was resting, so I boiled some water and made a pot of tea. When I returned to the living room, I saw my uncle leaning on On the sofa, with a faint smile on his face, he was already snoring gently!
I didn’t want to disturb him, so I took a quilt from the house and gently put it on my uncle’s body. Uncle, you are tired, please take a good rest! Essay about my uncle 2
He is short, has small eyes, a straight nose, and wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He looks in his sixties and speaks authentic Shanghainese. This is my eldest uncle - Uncle Shizhen.
My eldest uncle’s ears are a little deaf. Every time I go to my aunt’s house to play, and I have something to ask my uncle, I have to stand in front of him and call him loudly into his ear. "Uncle!" He responded with a "hmm".
It turns out that when my eldest uncle was in college, he got acute rhinitis. When taking medicine, I bought a low-quality medicine. As a result, not only the rhinitis was not cured, but also the root cause of deafness was caused. Deafness is no joke! My eldest uncle was so anxious that he rushed around major hospitals in Hangzhou. He visited famous teachers everywhere and asked for old medicines, but he still could not cure the deafness: drug-induced deafness is irreversible, which was a heavy blow to my eldest uncle. "Is this my destiny? God is so unfair to me." During those dark days, he asked himself painfully countless times. In the end, the eldest uncle did not give up on himself, but decided to create a world of his own. He cherished learning opportunities even more, worked several times harder than ordinary people, and overcame various difficulties caused by deafness. I couldn’t hear clearly what the teacher said in class, so after class I asked my classmates to borrow their notes and copy them. Finally, he graduated as one of the top students of that class and entered a company in Hangzhou, becoming a manager of a large state-owned enterprise.
After working, my eldest uncle also used his spirit of self-improvement and perseverance to overcome the inconvenience caused by deafness, and became better and better than others.
Although my eldest uncle did not major in information technology, he was the first person in the company to use computers. In the early days, people kept accounts manually, which was time-consuming and labor-intensive, and they also had to work overtime at the end of each month for the headache of reconciliation. After several months of painstaking research, collecting information, and consulting experts, my eldest uncle successfully wrote a software called "Current Account Management", which was praised by company leaders and colleagues and achieved great results in actual use. Good results. In this way, he relied on "one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration" to achieve success step by step!
This is my eldest uncle. Although he is a little deaf, he is not discouraged. Instead, he learns more things than his peers and creates a higher value in life.
From my eldest uncle, I thought of many other disabled people. I thought of the 20xx National Games for People with Disabilities being held in Hangzhou, Zhejiang, and of those who are working hard on the sports field and who are "disabled in body but not disabled in spirit." warriors. I feel deeply from the bottom of my heart: every life is a song that can be sung, a poem that can flow. This is true for healthy people, and even more so for disabled people! Essay about my uncle 3
I remember that year when I was still working as a worker in the factory, one day a colleague in the workshop came to me with a copy of "The People's Liberation Army Pictorial", patted me on the shoulder and handed me the pictorial. Give me. I looked at her confused, and she smiled and said to me: "Turn over page n and take a look!" I turned over the page, and she pointed to a painting in the middle of the magazine for me to see. A handsome PLA instructor was instructing the soldiers to shoot, and I was a little stunned. She said to me: "This is your future uncle!" As soon as she spoke her words, my eyes dilated many times. I looked at her in surprise and asked involuntarily: "Where did you hear that? How come I don’t know?” She patted the pictorial and walked away with a smile, then turned to me and said, “You will know soon!”
I looked at the soldiers in the pictorial and thought to myself. He said: "He's quite handsome too!" He fell in love with this soldier in his heart.
One Sunday not a month ago, my sister-in-law really brought a soldier - the soldier in the illustrated magazine to our house. As soon as I entered the door, my sister-in-law introduced me to my mother. The soldier stood aside with a big smile and nodded from time to time. The soldier stood in front of us. At 1.76 meters tall, he looked more handsome than in the pictorial. Judging from the smile on my mother's face, I knew she was quite satisfied.
Soon this soldier became our uncle. Later, my sister-in-law followed the army to Yanggao County, Shanxi. My uncle worked on a military farm in Yanggao, and my sister-in-law also worked as a teacher in the county kindergarten. At that time, my My mother has passed away and I am married and have a lovely daughter. I remember that in mid-July 1986, my sister-in-law called and asked us to go to Yanggao to visit her uncle's farm. Seeing that my daughter was about to go to elementary school, and it would be difficult to take her out for fun after her studies, I gladly accepted the invitation, and took annual leave with my wife to take my daughter to Yanggao by train. This was the first time for my daughter to travel far away. She said she was going to see her great-aunt and great-aunt. She was so excited that she had endless things to talk about along the way.
The train arrived at Yanggao Station late at night, and there were only a few passengers who got off the train. As soon as we got off the train, we saw my uncle greeting us in front of the platform with a smile. He took our luggage and took us to their hotel in a few steps. My second brother and his family of three also went home.
This is a small one-story courtyard with about ten families. It is a courtyard for family members of a military farm. After we left, my sister-in-law told us that this month is your uncle’s 40th birthday, and I called you here just to make him happy. We also really saw that our uncle was really happy because of our arrival. He bought us a lot of fruits, took us to his barracks to see him, and even fished with us, as long as we were happy.
That time, because my uncle was busy with official duties, my sister-in-law took us to visit Wutai Mountain, Xuankong Temple, Yingxian Wooden Pagoda, Datong Shang and Xia Huayan Temple and other places of interest.
In August 1996, my uncle had transferred to Datong University (Yanbei Normal University). To celebrate my uncle’s 50th birthday, my father, my eldest sister, my brother-in-law’s family, my second sister, my second brother-in-law, and my second brother-in-law My father, younger sister and younger brother-in-law, our family of three and 10 people came to Datong. My uncle was overjoyed to have so many relatives come to Datong. They played with us and had fun with us, took us to visit their school buildings, and told colleagues that they were from their hometown when they met.
Time flies so fast. My uncle has been retired and idle at home for about 10 years. He often travels on the train with his children, takes care of their children, and spends his free time fishing and growing vegetables. It is also a joy. Almost. Soon we all retired and stayed at home, and when I thought about my uncle’s 70th birthday in August this year, I, as a nephew, wished my uncle from the bottom of my heart that he would live longer and be healthy, smile, live happily, and be comfortable. Spend your old age comfortably! Essay 4 about uncles
People have always said that I am caring and tolerant, but I don’t think I have done a good job, at least not with my uncle who I stayed with for two and a half years. good. I always remember him very much, thank him!
When I was in high school, because the school was close to my uncle’s house, I had the opportunity to be close to his house and spent my high school years there. Although I have to do some housework there, I am very willing because I also save a lot of living expenses. But why do I remember him? It's because his kindness is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. His aunt had already left him at that time, but he still accepted and tolerated everything about his relatives, which no one could do at that time.
My uncle knows medical skills and is good at orthopedics, so there are many people in the family who come and go. I remember that his family often had long-term visitors (who treated illnesses and set bones), and they were also some from far away. Those people live for half a month or even a month or two and do not have to pay living expenses. However, when they come back after they return, they will bring some local products to express their gratitude for saving their lives. In fact, these things are not enough to cover the living expenses. But my uncle would always accept it. He often said that as long as he had enough to eat, why would he need so much money? To be honest, his family has never saved any money, but they are not short of money either.
The number of people who have received his help is countless. He never expects anything in return. Maybe he simply doesn’t remember who he has helped and who should he ask for in return? Yes or no? After living in his house for several years, it would be strange not to be influenced by him. I often think that I am so rich, so that I can help others more. In fact, those are all excuses. One yuan, two yuan, ten yuan, and one hundred yuan are all help. Spending 100 yuan to help one person is very important to a person who has a guaranteed life. It sounds like a piece of cake, but people just can't do it. Is it a lack of love or a numb heart?
I think the human heart is meant to do good. If a person doesn't really need help, he shouldn't owe others so much. Help those who need your help, it will make you happy every day! I sincerely thank my uncle for his influence on me. I want to continue to pass on that kindness so that more people can get help, more people can get warmth, and more people can see the sunshine!
The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. I wish my uncle health and safety! Essay about my uncle 5
My uncle is a native farmer. He only has a fourth-grade elementary school education. He works in the mountains all day long and cannot rest for a moment.
Because my father and mother were working in other places, my sister and I had to live at my uncle's house.
At first, my relationship with my uncle was not very good. Because every time I take a shower, I always catch up with him to "join in the fun". Whenever this happened, he would scold me with a rough voice: "You didn't wash it in the morning and you didn't wash it in the evening. Why are you washing it now!" When I heard this, I hated him from the bottom of my heart.
This is okay, but I didn’t expect that every time I would take a shower, I would hear his roar, which made me feel that he was stingy, annoying and overbearing. It can be said that enemies are on a narrow road!
Until noon that day, everyone was eating with gusto. While my uncle was eating, he suddenly paused. He stirred the rice gently with his chopsticks, and said mischievously and aggrievedly: "Look at me. I grew rice myself, but I can only eat the noodles you left."
My aunt teased: "You should eat the rest!" After saying this, she laughed.
After hearing this, my uncle smiled slightly and continued to eat the noodles in his mouth.
Looking at his honest appearance, I couldn't help but lower my head in shame. The bowl of noodles was what the children and I didn't eat in the morning, but now it is left for my uncle to eat, and this happens almost every day. And we ate fresh meals all day long, and we ate confidently. Thinking about how my uncle would bring dirt all over his body from the fields with a tired look on his face every time; thinking about how in this situation, I would talk back for such a trivial matter as taking a bath; thinking about how my uncle would do so much for us. We don't pay attention to the troubles, and even complain all the time... It's really embarrassing!
After that, I began to respect my uncle. When you want to take a bath, ask him if he wants to take a bath first. I would say hello to him from time to time after school. Even if he only gave me a cold expression or said "oh" and said hello, I would be very happy in my heart.
Some time ago it was cold and I accidentally wore a thin piece of clothing and wandered in front of my uncle. When my uncle saw me, he scolded me: "Is it hot? Wear so little!" Seeing that his expression did not change, instead of being angry, I felt like laughing. He was such a cute uncle!
Now, I feel that my aunt and uncle’s house is very warm. Those silences, those ordinary words, those plain words all speak of warmth and care. It also makes me deeply understand: Conflict is not about you fighting for me. To resolve; love does not lie in words, but in heart and actions. Essay about uncle 6
There are many relatives and friends in my family, among whom the funniest one is my uncle. Wherever he is, there will be joy. So, I put the crown of humor master on his head. For this reason, my uncle has been proud for a long time! (I guess I’m still laughing to this day, hee hee!)
After talking for a long time, I have to introduce this master of humor: He is tall and handsome, with straight and black hair. She has short hair, and she has a lot of personality. The hair on both sides leans inward, and the hair in the middle is particularly long, which makes people’s eyes bright. A pair of bright eyes that seem to be able to see through everything and the future. The high and straight nose is the biggest highlight. And a eloquent mouth.
Whether he can find such a handsome uncle with a lantern is still a problem. For this, I am very proud. Let me tell you a little secret: he looks a lot like Wilber Pan!
Look, the humorist is starting to work: This is on a lawn, and a family of three is playing. Suddenly, my uncle and aunt began to play wrestling. They got into positions and began to push each other continuously. Then the two of them pushed and turned in circles. By accident, they fell down. Unexpectedly, my uncle jumped up suddenly, patted the dust on his body, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just a mistake this time. Old horses sometimes stumble. Don't worry, I won't let you do this this time." Disappointed. Come on, let's see what happens," he said, rushing towards his aunt again, ready to fight. But he made another 360-degree turn and actually danced a waltz with my aunt. I was dizzy and sweating. At this time, I really wanted to say to him: "Uncle, I despise, despise, ignore, despise, hostility, and look at you with squint." Unexpectedly, , this part was a joke again. My uncle said that my aunt didn't turn well in the circle, and it depends on how he turned. As a result, in this turn, he almost came into close contact with the tree.
My uncle is such a person. Humor is his talent and comedy is his specialty, which is the most suitable way to describe him.
I am proud of my uncle, and I am even more proud of having a good uncle. Essay about uncle 7
When my uncle passed away, he was only 7 years old. Those who came to pay homage to his body were all sad: What a good person, why did he leave at such a young age? During his lifetime, my uncle was an honest man, but he had a fiery temper. He liked wine but was not greedy for drinks. Sometimes when his temper came, he was like a wild horse running wild. However, my uncle's temper could never be overcome by my aunt. No one said that he was "a strict wife", and my aunt was not a "tiger". In fact, everyone knows the reason: uncle loves aunt deeply.
As a junior, I dare not make any random comments about the love between them. In short, I also understand that the love that my uncle has for his aunt is one that he is willing to give his all to, and it is also true. Most pure. When my uncle was 30 years old, my aunt had just turned 0. Regardless of her family's objections, she resolutely left with her uncle. I was still young at the time, and I only knew that my aunt who had always loved me suddenly disappeared. I still remember that I was holding on to the corner of my mother's clothes, crying and asking for a "hug" from my aunt. In the year that followed, there was no news from my aunt, and most of the family had forgotten how much they missed her. Only my grandfather kept nagging me all day long: "Afang, you are such an unfilial daughter!" Everyone almost ignored my aunt. At that time, my aunt came back. She took my uncle and my cousin who was two years younger than me. Grandpa and grandma were not angry, they just muttered: "I'm back, it's good to be back!" I couldn't say I was happy at the time, but now I had a little guy who would play with me all day long, and my status began to improve. , my aunt told me on the first day she came back: "Liwei, you are the eldest brother now, you have to take good care of your younger brother!" Before that, I had hardly seen my uncle. That day, he picked me up and held me in his arms. I approached my cousin and said, "Xiangxiang, call me brother!" At that time, my cousin was just a baby with no teeth. I suddenly felt that I was much taller. Then I looked at the man in front of me. : The thick eyebrows accentuated the thinness of the face. Upon closer inspection, there seemed to be an unseen pool of water deep in the corners of the eyes. I began to like this man. Grandpa did not let his aunt go, of course he kept his uncle and cousin, and even arranged a make-up wedding for them. I know that grandpa and grandma, like me, began to appreciate their son-in-law. Uncle, this man who always seemed to appear inexplicably, entered my life from then on. I remember that he always took the trouble to answer the questions I asked him. For example, I once asked him childishly: Uncle, Mom said I was picked up from the garbage dump in front of the village. Is that true? He smiled and answered me: Do you know? Where did Xiangxiang come from? I became interested and asked him. He told me: Xiangxiang was dug out of the coal pile by your aunt. I laughed after hearing this and said: No wonder Xiangxiang is so dark! He touched my little head, pointed at my dirty cuffs and said: This is a child picked up from the garbage dump, see for yourself! I looked at him with my little eyes and ran away. My uncle’s education level is not high, and he can’t be considered an intellectual. Once, I asked him a literary topic: Uncle, what’s behind “The Three Stooges”? He put down what he was doing and thought for a moment: My uncle really doesn't know about this. I refused to let him go and insisted that he had no choice but to make up a sentence: All three stooges have the same stink. After hearing this, I laughed without caring about the food in my mouth. As a result, I sprayed crumbs in my uncle's face. Most of the time, my uncle spent time with my aunt, and even learned cooking skills for this purpose. I remember that when my aunt was angry or unhappy because of something, my uncle always had a way of saying: My wife is the eldest, my son is second, and my husband can do all the cooking, laundry and dishes. The whole family is not allowed to make mistakes. If the wife makes a mistake, she will be punished unconditionally. Enjoy the service of your stupid husband. If your son makes a mistake, he will be punished by being the first in the exam. There must be no mistakes. Finally, I will add: Haha, I am fair and just! This is not just rhetoric, I know that my uncle has implemented it one by one.
My uncle’s love for my aunt is like a lamp that will never go out, getting brighter and brighter. But no one can expect that this lamp that has been lit for more than ten years will turn out in one day. Broken, but the lamp can be broken, but the heart will not die. Even if my uncle and aunt cannot wait until the end of time, their love will become a good story. In my opinion, he is not great, noble, or selfless, but he is indeed a model of a good man, a good father, and a good husband in the world. He used his short life to interpret a word called "love" verb. I hope my uncle will know better and bless my aunt and cousin for a safe life! Essay about uncle 8
The closest person? The person closest to me is my father, who helps me powerfully both in study and in life, but the person I am talking about today is my uncle.
My uncle is usually strict and unsmiling, which can be seen from his appearance and behavior. His hair is neatly trimmed, the hair on the temples is slightly bald, his eyebrows are thick and neat, and he wears black-rimmed glasses on the straight bridge of his nose. Through the colorless lenses, you can see that his small eyes are completely opposite to his eyes. His eyes were sharp and stern like an eagle, and his mouth always tilted to one side when he smiled. He always likes to wear a black or gray leather jacket, crisp trousers, and a pair of black leather shoes that even reflect light. Every time I see my uncle, there is no more communication except calling him politely. I feel inexplicably afraid of him.
He is actually very careful and caring. Whenever there are fresh strawberries, oranges and other fruits at home, he will take them out one by one and share them with everyone. He knows that I love to eat fruits. Whenever there are many people, he will always hide some for me after the guests leave and say: "You Eat." These careful actions shortened the distance between us instantly.
I remember one summer vacation, my sister and I went to play in the park downstairs. We were accidentally hit by the fitness equipment and broke my left foot. After my sister went upstairs to call the adults, my uncle took the car keys. He rushed downstairs and saw me sitting on the ground. He discovered that my left toe was injured, so he immediately picked me up to avoid touching my left foot again. My uncle put me in his car, took my parents with him, and rushed to the hospital. The scenery flashed by, and soon we arrived at the nearest hospital. On the way, he kept asking me: "Huihui, does it hurt?" "Does it hurt? The hospital will be here soon." I raised my feet high and replied, "As long as I don't touch them, it doesn't hurt." "After examination at the hospital, the toe was broken and put in a plaster cast. After the injury, I spent most of the time at my uncle's house. He specially made bone soup for me. I watched him in the restaurant. He was spooning out a spoonful of soup from the pot, tasting the taste, and smacking his lips from time to time. He said to himself: "Well, it tastes so delicious! It's fresh enough!" Then he poured a bowl for me and said, "It's for calcium supplement. It's good for injured feet. Huihui, drink more." The hot bowl made me feel touched. My eyes were moist and I choked a little: "Well, I will drink more. Thank you, uncle!" "You're welcome," my uncle smiled and stroked my head, "I like to drink it." Just drink more and let your feet get better soon!" I stayed at his house throughout the holiday. He always cooked delicious food for me in different ways. He was afraid that I would be bored and even bought some story books that I liked to read. , I love reading books the most, how did he know that? Slowly, my feet got better, and he still asked me from time to time: "Huihui, how are you now? Do you feel better? Are you bored? How about uncle taking you for a walk outside?" "A lot. Thank you, uncle!" I smiled happily, because the plaster will be removed soon and I can move around freely again. "Okay, Hui is such a good boy who loves to study. Hui, your grades in school must be great! You are going to elementary school in September, are you ready?" My uncle encouraged me with a smile on his face.
My uncle now runs a restaurant, and the business is booming! He was so busy during the day that he would sometimes leave immediately when he came home to pick up something. So I secretly nicknamed him "The Man Like the Wind." At night, my uncle would occasionally surf the Internet in the study room, listen to the classic old songs that were played when I was not born, and smoke. Every time I go to the study room to read, I am cautious. I first quietly open the door without making any noise, then tiptoe to the bookcase, gently open the bookcase door, and then quickly pull out the book I want to read. , quickly closed the door and walked out of the study, afraid of disturbing him. Because that's how he relaxes.
Did you see it? This is my uncle, an amiable and respectable person! Although my uncle is quiet and serious, which is the behavior of a normal person, I prefer him who is informal, careful and approachable. Now my view of my uncle is different. I don’t know how to evaluate him. Anyway, I like him more and more.