Postman composition

In study, work or life, we often see the figure of composition. With the help of composition, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is my collection of postman's compositions (selected 2 1), which is for reference only and I hope it will help you.

The postman's composition article 1 gently opens a window and quietly sips tea, so that the flowers outside the window and the tea fragrance in this cup can accompany me to meditate. In the long river of memory, there is a star that is the most dazzling, like a meteor in the sky that day. After that wonderful moment, it will never look back.

The wind chased the rain and the wind, and the wind and rain joined forces to chase the dark clouds in the sky, and the whole world was caught in a storm. The rain overturned the river and poured down violently.

I stood at the window and looked out, thinking: With such a strong wind and such a heavy rain, uncle postman will definitely not come. Alas, I can't read the newspaper today! Just then, I found a vague shadow in the wind and rain. A closer look shows that it is a cyclist. He hunched his back, braving the wind and rain, and pedaled his bike with great difficulty. As it approached, I clearly saw the man wearing a green hat and green clothes. As soon as I saw it, it was uncle postman! So I quickly took an umbrella and opened the door to meet him.

He was soaked to the skin and drenched by the rain; My face is wet, too. I don't know if it's sweat or rain. However, there is not even a figure in the street outside. Why doesn't he wear a raincoat? Look at the package again, and I will understand. It turns out that his raincoat is used to wrap parcels. I gratefully said to him, "Uncle Postman, thank you very much. It's raining heavily outside. I thought you wouldn't come? " Unexpectedly, he wiped the water drops on his face and said with a smile, "Everyone should stick to their posts, not to mention me ..."

Postman composition 2 He is wearing green overalls and a green hat. He always rides a broken bike all day. I didn't have a good impression of him at first, thinking that he just came out as a "wage earner". But one day, I changed my mind about him.

That day, God seemed angry, and it kept raining. Father asked, "I wonder if today's newspaper can still be delivered?" I also want to see the latest news of the World Cup! ""I don't think I can send it out! " Mom said. But just then, "dong! Knock on the door. Knock on the door. The knock at the door broke the silence and mother opened the door. It turned out to be the postman, but he was soaked to the skin and sweat rolled down his dark face. Seeing his embarrassed appearance, I couldn't help laughing. I found him clutching the newspaper tightly in his hand. He said, "This is your newspaper!" "Mother said to him," Have some hot tea! " "No, there are many to send! "

Suddenly, I have an unspeakable feeling in my heart.

I have been watching his green back, disappearing into the heavy rain bit by bit, and I fell into a long meditation.

In life, there are many ordinary people doing extraordinary things. Uncle Zhou Xiao, the postman, is such a person.

Uncle Zhou Xiao is a postman who delivers letters to our community. He is white and fat, and always has a smile on his face. Once, I met him in the building. Seeing that I was so smart, he nicknamed me "Little Tiger".

It suddenly rained heavily this afternoon, and the wind roared outside, with lightning and thunder. At three o'clock in the afternoon, it was time to deliver the newspaper, but there was no sign of Uncle Zhou Xiao. I thought: It's raining so hard that Uncle Zhou Xiao won't deliver the newspaper, will he? But just then, the doorbell of my walkie-talkie "Ding Dong" rang and I picked up the receiver. Uncle Zhou Xiao's familiar voice came from the microphone: "Little tiger, come down and get the newspaper!" I ran downstairs, only to see Uncle Zhou Xiao soaked to the skin, and his pants and shoes were covered with mud. I took the newspaper from my uncle Zhou Xiao and just wanted to invite him upstairs. After Uncle Zhou Xiao said "goodbye", he got on the bus and disappeared in the rain. His happy songs came from the rain.

Uncle Zhou is really a happy postman.

The beautiful postman is around us, and there are many postmen. They always send and get letters quietly. Let's take a look at the following story.

One day, uncle Wang, the postman, saw a begging old woman sitting on the side of the road, wearing very little, but it was winter, and the old woman looked seventy or eighty years old. How can she stand it? When all the letters were delivered, the kind-hearted uncle Wang came to take the old woman to her home, changed her a dirty and old coat, let her take a hot bath and even changed her clothes. Uncle Wang fed and drank the old woman again. Let her go to bed. The old woman was treated like a queen. The next day, Uncle Wang sent a letter early and sent the old woman to the nursing home.

Uncle Wang is always like this when he meets beggars, so that there are no beggars in the nearby streets. Uncle Wang is really a great man!

Postman Composition 5 Postman Grandpa Goat is old and ready to start recruiting new postmen.

Dogs, pigeons and woodpeckers all attended the job fair. After the first round of interviews, they began to deliver letters in turn.

The first one to start is the puppy. On the way to deliver the letter, the dog was thirsty, so he went to the river to drink water. Who knows, he accidentally got the letter wet. The puppy thought indifferently: If it gets wet, it will get wet. It's no big deal.

Next, it's the pigeon's turn to deliver the letter. On the way, he saw the rabbit eating watermelon, and his mouth watered, so he ate watermelon with the rabbit and forgot all about delivering the letter.

Finally, it was the woodpecker's turn to deliver the letter. The woodpecker hurried to the road and flew in a sweat. The passing lamb said to it, "have a rest!" Woodpecker. "

The woodpecker said, "No, Grandpa Goat asked me to deliver the letter to the recipient in time. This is urgent! " "The lamb was moved by the woodpecker's persistence and said to the woodpecker," Thank you, you made me understand that I can't delay! " "

Of course, only woodpeckers passed the interview. Since then, woodpeckers have become the best postmen in the forest.

It is Uncle Wu, the postman, who delivers newspapers to our home. Every noon, he will knock on the door on time.

It rained cats and dogs at noon today. The thunder shook people's ears and the rain washed the earth crazily. I don't think Uncle Wu will come today, and the newspaper my father ordered will be read a day later.

Who knows when I was eating, the knock on the door rang on time. Could it be Uncle Wu? I opened the door and saw it was him. I saw him wearing a raincoat, and drops of water the size of beans were running down his hat brim. Fall on uncle Wu's generous shoulder. His trousers were covered with mud. He held the handlebar in one hand and took out a newspaper from the package wrapped in a poncho in the other. He handed it to me and said kindly, "The newspaper ordered by your family." I was very moved to invite him in for tea, but he said, "No, there are some letters to post." Say that finish, Wu Bobo braved the rain again.

According to my mother, Uncle Wu is a model worker in the city, and his selfless dedication is worth learning.

Some people give thumbs up to cleaners who are not afraid of dirt, some people give thumbs up to just policemen, some people give thumbs up to doctors who save lives, some people give thumbs up to teachers who teach and educate people ... I give thumbs up to hard-working postmen.

I remember the Spring Festival that year, it snowed heavily. I ran to the window to see the scenery outside. It's white outside, and no one is there.

Suddenly, I heard a quick knock at the door. I ran to open the door and the people outside patted him on the snow. I realized that he was a postman.

Happy new year, this is a letter from your family. He handed it to his father. I hurried to the kitchen to make tea for him. When the tea was made, I gave it to the postman. Father smiled and said, "Thank you." A courier said, "it's not difficult, it's not difficult. Every postman does." Then he went straight out. When I looked at it again, it had disappeared in the vast white snow.

I admire this postman very much, and I give her a thumbs up.

On a cold Sunday, a strong wind blew in the morning and it rained heavily. Rain fell from the sky and dripped on the window, as if to break our window, and kept making a snapping sound.

Suddenly, someone rang my doorbell, and I hid under the thick bed and thought, who is it? Ring my doorbell so early. I looked out of the window and saw a man carrying a green backpack with a big letter written on it. "Ah, uncle is the postman. Why did he deliver the newspaper so early? This made me sleep very badly. " I went downstairs to open the door in a thick cotton-padded jacket. I saw uncle postman's clothes all wet, so I cared? Uncle postman, why don't you come in and deliver the letter? "No" "Uncle postman, let me lend you a water jacket." "No, I have, thanks." With that, he took out a letter from his backpack and gave it to me, and left. I looked at it carefully before I saw the water jacket covered in the newspaper. Suddenly, my heart was very excited.

Ah! It is these unknown postmen who bring us convenience!

The ninth article of the postman's composition used to be clear in Wan Li, but now it is as fleeting as a child's face. Inadvertently, the wind roared. Clouds also tirelessly collided with each other, wiping out arcs, and thunder poured down from the clouds. Yellow sand spread all over the sky, screaming and pouncing on buildings, vehicles and vendors. When a thunderstorm comes, people hide in their own houses or under other people's eaves for fear of getting wet.

"Jingle bells, Jingle bells", huh? Who will come at this time? I opened the door and saw it was uncle postman! I saw that he was soaked to the skin, and look at the mountains of letters on his bike, all wrapped in raincoats. It turned out that in order not to let the letter get wet, he would rather wear his own coat.

Uncle postman said, "There is a letter for your grandmother. Can you call her? "

Ok, just a moment, please.

I waited for grandma to receive the letter and said to uncle postman, "uncle, it's raining heavily outside." You can deliver the letter later. "

"child!" He said, "I still have a lot of letters to send!" " "

I must learn from the fearless spirit of uncle postman, who is a good example for us.

Sister Pigeon, the postman in the forest is ill and can't deliver letters to everyone. This will make the frog director very anxious. If we don't deliver the negatives, we won't be able to watch good TV today. Director Frog is in a hurry.

At this moment, a little turtle climbed out from under the tree. It looked at the frog director and was in a hurry. It asked, "Are you at ease?" ? Director Frog told the story to Little Turtle. The little turtle thought for a moment and said, "It's too late, otherwise it's too late." So the director frog put the film in the little turtle's arms and said, "Be happy." . adz

So the little turtle ran forward quickly, hit the slope, shrank into a circle and rolled down. The little turtle walked and walked, and a deep pond appeared in front of him. Afraid of getting the film wet, the little turtle put it in its shell and quickly climbed to the other side of the river.

In the evening, the little turtle finally gave the film to Miss Peacock of the TV station, as fast as Sister Pigeon.

In the morning, Miss Peacock told everyone about the baby turtle's delivery, and it was also broadcast on TV.

Since then, the little turtle has become a small postman in the forest.

The postman's composition article 1 1 There is a post office in the forest, which is run by a little squirrel, so there is a qualified postman missing. The squirrel decided to recruit one.

After learning the news, two small animals came to sign up, namely hedgehog and tortoise. When the hedgehog saw the little turtle coming to be a postman, he smiled and said, "Little turtle, at your speed, do you want to be a qualified postman?" The little turtle nodded. The little squirrel decided to let each of them send a letter one day to see who was qualified.

The first day, it was sent by the hedgehog. It set off with the letter. It thought, how troublesome it is to hold a letter in your hand. So he carried the letter on his back. It sent the letter to the pony's home. After a while, the pony called the little squirrel and said, "Why are all my letters holes?" Sorry, Mr. Pony. "Little squirrel thinks: Today is a letter from little hedgehog. Is an unqualified postman.

The next day, the little turtle got up early, finished eating, took the letter and began to deliver it. On the way, the little turtle met the little rabbit and the little monkey. They all said, "Little turtle, come and play with us!" " "The little turtle said," I'll come and play with you as soon as I deliver the letter! ""Say that finish, the little turtle rushed his own way again. It delivered the letter to the recipient's home on time, and the recipient was very satisfied.

Finally, the little squirrel admitted the little turtle. Because little turtle is a qualified postman.

Postman composition article 12 Brother Frog is good at long jump. When he jumps continuously, no one can catch up with him. It said, "Gung-",I want to be a postman! Sending a submission letter must be fast! "Brother Frog became a postman, carrying a big bag to deliver letters to the residents in the pond every day. However, because Brother Frog sent letters after jumping and skipped several families, the newspapers and letters he sent were always wrong. Everyone gave him advice. Brother Frog said, "What does it matter if it was sent wrong?" You can divide it yourself! Brother frog, frog still jumps to deliver letters and newspapers, and jumping anywhere counts.

Everyone shook their heads and said, "Alas, there is no way!"

One day, Brother Frog saw a group of beautiful frogs while delivering letters and fell in love with her.

Brother frog thought to himself, "Send her a flower!" "

It bought a beautiful flower and sent it to the frogs like a messenger. As a result, I jumped up like a messenger and sent it to Miss Frog. As a result, like a letter, this flower was sent by mistake and sent to the old lady toad's house next door to Miss Frog.

Therefore, of course, Miss Frog was very angry and never spoke to Brother Frog again. Later, Brother Frog stopped being a postman because the post office was abandoned.

The postman composition 13 Whenever I get up at six o'clock for morning exercise, I will see a kind postman uncle.

At 6: 30 in the morning, the postman's uncle will appear in the administration dormitory on time. No matter whether it is cold or hot, whether it is spring, summer, autumn and winter, he will always arrive here on time. Seeing me working out, he smiled and flew upstairs with a bag on his back.

I remember one day last winter, although it didn't snow, the cold wind roared, which made my nose and face ache faintly. It's 6: 25, and I'm hesitant. Will I go to do morning exercises? Let's go and see if the diligent uncle postman will deliver letters here on time as before. So I came to the bottom of the stairs with a sense of curiosity. I thought, it's so cold today, my uncle will definitely not come. If you come, you may not be so punctual.

Five minutes passed quickly. At 6: 30: 56, uncle postman appeared in front of me. He greeted me cheerfully: "Good morning, little girl, it's good to come out to exercise in this cold!" " "Praise me, he doesn't feel cold? Two lines of tears rolled out of my eyes, and in the dim light, I saw: in such a cold winter, my uncle only wore a thin old dress; The face was dyed dark red by the cold wind; I also carried a lot of bags in my hand. Although the wind was cold, sweat oozed from his forehead. What a conscientious postman who serves the people!

Dear uncle postman, your character will always be remembered in my heart!

Mailman composition 14 this summer vacation, I came to my grandmother's house to be a "long-term guest" This morning, I was reading a book in my room when it suddenly got dark. Then there was a strong wind and dust. Finally, the raindrops as big as peas fell. After a while, it rained like a downpour.

No sooner had I put down my book to watch the timely rain than someone knocked at the door, and then a voice came in: "Who's home?" I thought to myself, "Who came to grandma's house in such a heavy rain?" Just want to open the door, grandma has opened the door. Take a closer look: it turned out to be uncle postman. He didn't wear a raincoat, only a thin postman uniform, which had already been wet by the rain. His hair was dripping. He looked up and saw his grandmother say, "Old mother, a letter from your family." Grandma took the letter, and I was surprised when I saw that it was not wet. Grandma said, "please sit in the house for a while, and it's not too late to send the letter when the rain stops!" " "

But uncle shook his head and said, "no, there are still many people waiting for the letter!" " "Grandma said," you don't have a raincoat. I have one here. You should put it on first and bring it next time. "

"No, my raincoat is in the car!" Uncle said with a smile and then pushed the car away.

I took a closer look, and my uncle's raincoat was covered with those letters and newspapers. Suddenly a hot heart, can not help but admire him!

I watched him disappear in the rain. In my heart, there is a seed to learn from this uncle, which is sprouting, flowering and bearing fruit. ...

Mailman composition article 15 I walked on a flat road, inadvertently bowed my head and saw the leaves spread together like a long carpet. Looking at the fallen leaves here, I know that autumn is coming.

I picked up a leaf and studied it carefully. This small leaf is still so beautiful in the bleak autumn. Dark green gives people the strength to overcome the cold. Gently touch, the thin leaves are so soft and smooth; Approaching, I smell a fragrance, which makes me intoxicated.

The stem of this leaf is thick and rosy, and the veins on the surface of the leaf are from thick to thin and from long to short. From a distance, this leaf is like a small note, playing a beautiful Qiu Ge!

Colorful autumn leaves and fiery red maple leaves give us warmth; There are golden ginkgo leaves, which give us spirit; And the green Hollyleaf, which gives us strength!

Some people say that autumn leaves are fluttering like an elegant dancer; Some people say that autumn leaves are colorful, like a beautiful little girl; I think autumn leaves bring us joy and knowledge, just like a postman, which brings coolness and happiness in autumn. He wrote in the letter delivered: Come on, let's embrace autumn and enjoy the beauty of autumn!

Postal composition 16 Early in the morning, an uncle in overalls and a big cap rode his bike to work. His smile is so gentle, so amiable, so kind. He is a conscientious and hard-working postman uncle in people's minds. Uncle postman took some newspapers and letters sent by people at the post office, put them in the basket of his bike and sent them to every household. On the way, he passed a remote alley and a busy market, where people came and went and the traffic was complicated. But why doesn't uncle postman mind at all? At this point, the postman uncle must be thinking: as long as I serve others, I am not afraid even if I encounter difficulties. As long as others are happy, I am happy. Suddenly, a fierce cold wind blew, the sky gradually darkened, dark clouds gradually increased, and a heavy rain rustled down. It was raining harder and harder, so uncle postman didn't bring rain gear, so he had to go forward desperately. The rain hit his clothes and the road suddenly became muddy. At this moment, I deeply feel that although the postman is ordinary, he is quietly paying for us and doing things for us. It was really great!

In the rain, he delivered every letter and newspaper to people one by one. His figure gradually disappeared in the rain, and I couldn't help sighing. ...

One day, the small animals decided to choose a postman, that is, Lele the dog. Lele, the dog, was very happy when he heard that he had become a postman.

The next day, the puppy began to send letters to the small animals. Lele, the dog, gave the first letter to Honghong, the lovely rabbit, the second letter to Gray, the clever deer, and the third letter to Jumping, the beautiful squirrel. After a while, the sky was cloudy, the branches stopped shaking, the birds stopped singing, and soon it began to rain cats and dogs. However, Lele the dog still didn't write. The owner of this letter, Xiao Ma, lives 5 kilometers away from here. Lele, the dog, felt very embarrassed and thought, if you don't send it, the owner will be very anxious. If you send it there, you will get wet. What should I do? Lele, the dog, thought that the postman should deliver letters no matter whether it is windy or rainy, so as to be a competent postman. Finally, the dog Lele sent a letter. Ma Xiao, the owner of this letter, was very moved to learn that the postman's dog, Huang Huang, braved the heavy rain to deliver the letter to her. I gave my dog Lele a delicious meal and told the mayor about it.

In this way, the dog Lele is even more honored, because he has also been elected as an excellent postman in the city and is more popular with small animals.

Composition by postman 18 Recently, piggy found a new job-postman.

The next morning, Snoopy hurried to deliver the letter. He must deliver the letter before everyone gets up.

Running all the way, the letter from Fruit and Vegetable Street arrived soon. He was sweating with heat. When he was about to rush to the next street, he was stopped by a little mouse who had just got up to answer the letter: "Hello! Snoopy, you sent the wrong letter! " Snoopy took the letter handed over by the little mouse, only to see it read: "Recipient Pony, address orange room in Fruit and Vegetable Street." He carefully looked at the house where the little mouse lived, touched his head shyly and said, "Oh, I confused the orange room with the pumpkin room. I think pumpkins and oranges are orange, so the orange room is of course the small one, so ... "At this moment, the pony came angrily with the wrong letter:" You are so careless! " Spying and apologizing.

Bear heard the sound and quickly opened the mailbox and looked at it: "No.2 puppy in the radish room on Fruit and Vegetable Street." He couldn't help shouting at Celie, "Where's my letter? Where did you take my letter? " "I'm from the north. Isn't your house a radish house?" He snores. The puppy just arrived: "you stupid pig, you don't even look at the house number." Our number plate is from south to north. The bear lives in the radish room 1, and my home is the radish room 2! You can change your name to silly! "

He blushed to the base of his neck, as if he had a fever. He thought, you have to be careful when you are a postman!

Postal composition 19 It was the summer vacation of the second day of last year, and I was a "long-term guest" at my grandmother's house. One morning, I was doing my homework in the house. The sky suddenly darkened, and then there was a strong wind and dust. Finally, the bean-sized raindrops fell. After a while, it rained like a downpour.

No sooner had I put down my pen to watch the timely rain than someone knocked at the door, and then a voice came in: "Who's home?" I thought to myself, "Who came to grandma's house in such a heavy rain?" I was just about to open the door. As soon as Grandma opened the door, I took a closer look. It turned out to be uncle postman. He didn't wear a raincoat, only a thin postman uniform, which had already been wet by the rain. His hair was dripping. He looked up and saw his grandmother say, "Old mother, a letter from your family." Grandma took the letter, and I was surprised when I saw that it was not wet. Grandma said, "Please come in and sit down. It's not too late to send letters when the rain stops. "

However, my uncle shook his head and said, "No, there are still many people waiting for the letter!" " "Grandma said," you don't have a raincoat. I have one here. You can put it on first and bring it back next time. "

"No, my raincoat is in the car!" Uncle said with a smile, then pushed into the car and left.

When I took a closer look, my uncle's raincoat was covered with letters and newspapers. Suddenly a hot heart, can not help but admire him!

Watching him disappear in the rain, I have a heart to learn from this uncle.

Every time I see the postman, I think of the postman who delivered the newspaper in front of the bookstore in the rain a year ago.

The thing is this: A year ago, I went to Xinhua Bookstore to read a book, and it was raining cats and dogs when I left. What caught my attention was the loud "Rinrin Bell". It turns out that the postman is here to deliver newspapers to the shop. Only the postman in his twenties took off his raincoat, wiped the sweat drops on his head and shouted to the shopkeeper, "Boss, the evening paper is here." The shopkeeper greeted him at once, helped the postman to pull him into the shop and said, "Come on, it's raining hard, come in and have a rest!" " "The postman shook his head and said," No, I have to deliver the evening paper! "The shopkeeper still refused to let go and said," What are you afraid of? You send us an evening paper every day. You are all acquaintances. Look, it's raining harder. It's no exaggeration to have a rest before farewell! "The postman still said firmly," No, there are still many families waiting for me to deliver newspapers to them! " "The wife of shop-owner had to compromise? Let the postman go.

I saw the conversation between the postman and the proprietress, and I was moved by the postman's dedication and dedication. Although the postman has gone far, his figure and spirit are in my heart forever!

The postman's composition 2 1 More and more dark clouds gathered in the sky this afternoon. After a while, a strong wind blew and the branches staggered. After a while, it rained heavily. The rain came down from the eaves and looked like a broken bead at first, then gradually turned into a line.

I kept looking out the door. Then grandpa asked, "Liang Liang, who are you waiting for?" I said, "Grandpa, wait for Uncle Zhang to deliver the newspaper." Grandpa said, "Uncle Zhang is an old model. He has been delivering letters to our streets for more than ten years, and he will deliver newspapers and periodicals on time no matter whether it is windy or rainy. Never been late once. Don't you forget that Uncle Zhang sent us newspapers in the snowstorm last winter? "

After a while, I heard several familiar car bells. I hurried to open the door. It's uncle Zhang, wearing reading glasses, and the rain is flowing on his wrinkled face. I'll get the towel right away and pass it to Uncle Zhang. He wiped the rain off his glasses, and then took out the newspaper ordered by grandpa and my little friend from the parcel. I took the newspaper and quickly said, "Uncle Zhang, please come into the house to take shelter from the rain!" " Uncle Zhang hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, there are still four or five left." Say that finish, just ride a bike and disappear in the wind and rain.

I looked at Uncle Zhang's distant back and thought, Grandpa is right. Uncle Zhang is really a model postman!