Street story writing

In daily study, work and life, when it comes to composition, everyone must be familiar with it. According to the characteristics of writing proposition, composition can be divided into propositional composition and non-propositional composition. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following is my street story composition, I hope it will help everyone.

Street story composition 1 "sell newspapers, sell newspapers!" I stood by the window and thought, "Is this old man bored?" It's not tiring to sell here early in the morning. "I stood for a while, and someone came to buy his newspaper from time to time through the bright window, so I took a few dollars to go downstairs and find out.

"Grandpa, bring me a newspaper." I shouted. "Come on, children, take it." He took my money, and I also took the newspaper that my grandfather handed me. At this time, I looked at the old man carefully: he was in rags, his hair was unkempt, his face was yellow and emaciated, and he seemed to see bones. But the old man was full of enthusiasm, so I asked, "Why do you want to sell newspapers here, so get up early and be greedy for the black?"

"Look, there is no newsstand near here. I'll set up a stall here to let office workers read newspapers in the car and solve the problem that they want to read newspapers but can't find a newsstand. I can earn some money myself. " Grandpa said with a smile. "Then don't you feel hard?" I chased and asked. Grandpa looked at me and said, "As long as it can bring convenience to people, it is worthwhile to work hard." The old man's answer surprised me. He made me never expect that he was so amiable. Although he is over sixty years old, he is no worse than those young people in his work. From here, I can see the honesty and kindness of the old man.

I also learned from my aunt who used to buy newspapers that his wife died not long ago, leaving him and a child to work in other places. Now he is the only one living here, and the children come back to visit their father two or three times a year, so they feel bored at home on weekdays and come out to sell newspapers.

After listening to my aunt's introduction, I quietly went home, wrote a note and returned to the newsstand. The old man was busy at this time, so I put this note next to his cup. The note reads: A child who once asked you something, I can't help you, but I come down to buy you a newspaper every day. I left after I put it away.

When I got home, I stood at the window and watched the old man look at the note with tears in his eyes. Suddenly, he looked up and saw me. I smiled and left the window.

We often see many beggars in the street: some are old and weak; Some people have broken arms and legs ... they are in rags and can't work. They should be helped. But in the street, sometimes there are some special beggars.

One day, my mother and I went to Hualian Department Store. Arriving at the railway station, we saw a girl who looked like a middle school student begging on the roadside. There is a piece of paper in front of her, which says, "I need two yuan to go home." Please have mercy! " I saw pedestrians coming and going, and my heart trembled: no passers-by gave this girl money! My mother pulled me and said, "This girl must be cheating, look!" "I looked at the girl carefully and immediately changed my previous opinion: this girl has a beautiful face, clean clothes and no disability. Why not work to earn money? She looks 189 years old, and she is an adult! She could have worked to make money. She is just lazy! It suddenly occurred to me that I saw a news on TV the other day: a middle school student was begging on Zhongshan Road. They have sound hands and feet, but they don't want to work. They said they would go to their classmates, but when the reporter wanted to call them, they refused. This shows that they are cheating. That's when my mother told me to turn around. When I saw it, my heart trembled again: two middle school students gave the girl money! Don't they find that this girl is a healthy person who can work? Didn't they find that girl is a liar? Alas!

I think: everyone should have their own dignity, should use their own hands to earn their own dignity, and should not beg from passers-by in the street without dignity. I remember the text we learned in our Chinese textbook last semester: "For His Dignity". The hostess helped a one-armed beggar find his dignity. The beggar in the article is missing an arm! But beggars in real life have sound hands! ! Even a beggar with only one arm can find his dignity. Why can't a beggar with good hands?

Dignity is what everyone needs. You can't give up your dignity just because you patronize immediate interests.

On Sunday, the weather was fine, the sun shone on my head, and there were no clouds in Wan Li. I went shopping with my mother. The streets are so busy! Some people are selling snacks, some are selling, some are shopping, some are bargaining, and some are performing arts in the street.

Suddenly, there came a melodious song: "Grateful heart, thank you …" The song was so beautiful and sweet, like larks singing in the trees, like beautiful wind chimes, like the rustling of spring rain on the leaves. I looked inside and found the traffic jam. Curiosity drove me to the wall. I saw a street singer wearing a torn dress, sad eyes and sitting on the ground with a guitar playing and singing. Not only the singer was immersed in the singing, but also the audience was completely attracted and fascinated by him.

"My name is Xiao Ming," the street singer said with a smile after singing this song. "I was born in a poor family. My parents died of a serious illness when I was a child, and my elderly grandmother who took care of me last year is gone. I am the only one left. Without money, I can only make a living by selling art. "At this point, his voice choked, his eyes were full of tears, and his face was sad.

After hearing this tragic story, people talked about it one after another. "This person is really miserable, yes. How unfortunate. " Everyone poured money into the broken bowl. I felt in my pocket, and there was only the breakfast money my mother gave me. Then I heard my stomach growling, and I remembered that I hadn't had breakfast yet. I hesitated and finally put the money in the bowl.

"Grateful heart, thank you ..." Let the song continue to reverberate.

After school today, my mother and I are going to go home by bus. While waiting for the bus, we saw an old woman begging along the street.

Grandma is short, scrawny, with gray hair and small eyes, and her back is almost at a right angle of 90 degrees. Her pale yellow face is covered with deep wrinkles, just like the shell of a walnut, and it looks so old. Her gray cloth skirt has been patched several times, and the cloth shoes on her feet have also broken several holes.

Holding a rusty iron bowl in one hand and a wooden stick in the other, she walked gingerly to everyone waiting for the bus and put the iron bowl in front of everyone, hoping that everyone could give her something. But everyone was not moved by the old woman at all. Some of them turned their heads to one side and ignored them, while others even walked away, as if to avoid the plague. When she came to see me, I just gave her a cold look and walked away. I see so many people begging. Who knows if she cheated?

Just then, a young man walked by me. He ate a bunch of incense as he walked. In a hurry, a small piece of tofu fell to the ground. Grandma saw it, quickly bent down, reached out and picked up the dried tofu from the ground and sent it to her mouth, eating it with relish. How pathetic!

Seeing this scene, I blushed and was extremely ashamed. My heart suddenly became as soft as cotton candy. I quickly put down my schoolbag, took out half a loaf of bread, ran to grandma and handed it to her, and said to her, Grandma, eat your bread! . Mom also came over and gave her two yuan. Grandma smiled on her face, quickly folded her hands, kept bowing, said many words of thanks, and then slowly left. Not far away, she went straight back to us, bowed and thanked me, repeatedly told me to study hard and wished me a good university in the future.

Looking at the grandmother's distant back, I feel that I just did a small thing, but she thanked me so attentively. It's really a gift of roses, leaving a lingering fragrance in my hand! I helped others, and I was happy.

When I came to Kunming, I remembered the winter in Zhengzhou. It never snowed in Kunming, but it snowed all day in Zhengzhou last winter.

I remember one night, it snowed heavily for a long time. The next morning, the sun came out, white everywhere, shining in the sun. I walk on the way to school, and both pedestrians and vehicles move forward carefully and slowly, because no one wants to accidentally fall down except the potholes hidden on the snow-covered road and the ice on the road; Cyclists are even more absorbed, shrugging their shoulders, holding their arms, and staring nervously ahead. Even so, from time to time, people perform wrestling in various postures on the road, which makes people laugh.

On one side of the road, a tricycle rushing to the vegetable market got stuck in the deep mud. Several passers-by helped each other and everyone shouted "one, two, three!" " Push hard and secretly cheer for them while walking. At this time, a middle-aged man riding in front of me suddenly slipped and the insulated lunch box hanging on the handle of the bicycle fell off. The soup in it spilled everywhere, on a young man in a leather jacket, who happened to be walking beside me. The young man didn't care to wipe his clothes, so he quickly helped the middle-aged man who fell down and asked, "Does it matter?" The middle-aged man said apologetically, "I didn't do anything but dirty your clothes." Alas, I wouldn't be in such a hurry if I wasn't in a hurry to deliver meals to patients in the hospital, but look at this hurry ... "The young man said with a smile," Since it's soup for patients, it must be delicious. My jacket is full of food. " At some point, both of them laughed, and several people around them who had planned to watch the fun also laughed. I looked back at the tricycle stuck in the mud and came out with everyone's help. The owner of the tricycle thanked everyone and rode to the vegetable market in front. Looking at the gradually dispersed crowd, I was moved beyond words. ...

I hurried to school, breathing the fresh air after the snow and looking at the blue sky. I think everything is so beautiful!

It happened at noon last summer. Naughty, I didn't want to take a nap, so I ran out to play.

As soon as I entered an alley, I found a middle-aged man in his 30 s and 40 s, secretly took out an advertising paper covered with glue, looked around, and when I saw no one, I quickly posted it on the wall. I read it and thought: How rude people are now! Always put some advertisements on the wall, making the original white wall a "big face". How indecent! Thinking about it, suddenly, before the man could finish wiping the four corners, he ran away like an arrow. As soon as I saw it, oh, it was the security guard. I'm scared! The security guard shouted, "Stop! Don't run! " But that guy was so fast that he was absolutely no less than an athlete. The security guard had to give up chasing him, and then he turned back, tearing the advertising paper and complaining: "Alas! These people are really, yesterday, today, today, tomorrow, day after day, year after year, not tired? " After that, I left, but the advertising paper has not been cleaned up.

As soon as the front foot of the security guard left, a mysterious man came in the back foot. I thought: I must have posted advertisements again. This time, I must let the security guard catch him. No, no, when the security guard came, he had already escaped. Let me stop him! So, I immediately stepped forward and found that it was not the same thing. Then I took a closer look. It turned out that he came to "wash his face" on the wall. I saw a bucket next to him, holding a cleaning ball and a steel brush, dipping it in the water, and then vigorously wiping the wall. Soon, he was sweating like a pig, and the sweat soaked his clothes. He completely ignored it.

If there were more polite people in society, the world would be more perfect. May the flowers of politeness bloom in every corner!

One sunny afternoon, my mother and I went to the vegetable market to buy food. Suddenly, an aunt shouted angrily, "How do you do business?" Then the vegetable market exploded, people gathered around, and I followed the crowd to a booth.

The stall owner is a young man, wearing a shiny apron and a bitter and obscene smile. At this time, the manager of the vegetable market came over. He stared at the noisy crowd seriously and asked, "What's the matter?" The crowd immediately became quiet. As soon as the stall owner saw the administrator, he quickly put down his knife, wiped his hands on the clothes covered with lard, handed a cigarette to the administrator and grinned: "Cousin, look at this aunt, it's not reasonable at all. I gave her a catty just now, but she insisted that she didn't. " The aunt who bought meat blushed with anger: "Nonsense, you lie!" The administrator pushed open the cigarette in his hand, picked up the pork and sent it to the scale without saying anything. Look! Sure enough, there is not a catty. Hey! I want to see if this administrator is more tolerant of his brother. Or should we be selfless and strictly enforce the law?

I saw the administrator frowning and saying, "Cousin, do you think I would let you go easily if I were your cousin? You cheat, you are short of weight, and you must fine 50 yuan. " The young man who sold meat immediately blindsided, like a deflated balloon, and repeatedly asked, "Cousin, my dear cousin, I'll make up the missing meat for her." Please spare me, because we are brothers! " The administrator shook his head: "No, only a fine can make you remember it for a long time, and then you can do business sincerely." After a while, the administrator issued a ticket, gave it to him decisively without hesitation, and then returned to the office.

"good!" I don't know who shouted to take the lead in clapping, but I couldn't help clapping. I admire him! I said to myself, "I want to be an honest person in the future."

Honesty is an indispensable quality in the world, and the relationship between people is also maintained by honesty, making life better!

This is a true story that happened on a Saturday in late March. I witnessed the whole process of the undercover police uncle catching the thief.

At 5 o'clock that afternoon, my mother and I got on a bus at the 137 bus stop. There were so many passengers on the bus that my mother and I finally walked to the back of the car and stood. At this time, I found a young man getting on the bus in front of us. He looked unremarkable and was pushing around in the car. Later, he stopped beside a young lady who was wearing fashionable clothes and carrying a small leather bag on her shoulder. After a while, I saw a middle-aged man dressed as a worker beside the young man. After the young man stood firm, he took out a newspaper from nowhere and pretended to read it carefully. But I found his strange eyes hovering around the passenger's waist, and finally his eyes stopped on his little sister's purse beside him for a long time.

At this moment, I saw him holding up the newspaper with his left hand, as if to block others' sight. His right hand, covered by the newspaper, quietly reached out to his little sister's bulging handbag.

"What does he want?" I was secretly nervous and stared at him with my eyes wide open.

I saw his fingers, like magic, inexplicably opened the small handbag and gently pulled out a thick stack of hundred-dollar bills from it.

I clenched my fist in anger and was about to shout, "thief!" " "Suddenly, a strong hand stretched out from the side, holding the young man's evil right hand tightly. There was only a click, and the young man was put on a pair of handcuffs. All this happened without the passengers' knowledge.

I looked at the thief carefully, ah! It's the middle-aged man dressed by the worker. It turned out that he was a plainclothes policeman and the thief was targeted by him as soon as he got on the bus. The passengers didn't know until the plainclothes policeman uncle returned the stack of hundred-dollar bills to the fashionable little sister. Then the crowd broke into applause after applause, and the thief bowed his head in frustration.

When the bus arrived near the public security bureau, the plainclothes policeman uncle took the thief out of the car. I naturally invited the stolen lady to testify and warned her to take good care of her valuables in the future.

In life, there are many people, some are kind, some are treacherous, some are honest … I met a cunning businessman.

I bought many things in the snack street in Xiamen, including Satay Noodles, seafood barbecue, smoked ice cream and so on. While eating happily, I suddenly heard a quarrel. It was an aunt who quarreled with a boss who sold pearls. Aunt said first: "Hum! I didn't find any pearls in this shell, and you asked me for 50 yuan. Want to be shameless? " The boss said, "I must save face." It serves you right that you didn't find the pearl. And each shell has to be fed with several kilograms of feed, so it's good not to charge you extra for feed. "After that, I went to receive other customers. Aunt chased the boss and said angrily, "believe it or not, I'll call the administrator right away!" " "The boss rolled his eyes carelessly:" You hit. "

Aunt called at once, and soon, the administrator came. He is strong, with heavy eyebrows and big eyes. After asking about the situation, he said to the boss, "Pay him back immediately and fine 500 yuan." Seeing this, the boss immediately said to the administrator in a flattering tone: "Brother, don't punish for your loved ones. This bird interferes with my business. I'll treat you to king crab and Australian dragon later. " Said, and handed him a cigarette. But this trick doesn't work for administrators. He said flatly, "There must be punishment." Aunt also said to the boss: "Give it back to me." The boss was forced to pay back the money and pay the fine.

At this time, there was warm applause around. I can't help but praise: "Good job!"

Although it has been a year, I still clearly remember what the administrator looks like. I must be a fair Bao Gong in the future, not a selfish villain.

Street knowledge composition 10 My mother took me to the morning market this morning.

On the road, I saw rough roads, few pedestrians and vehicles, and slow movement. Cyclists are more careful, lift their shoulders, clamp their arms and stare at the front.

Near the intersection, a group of people are helping an old man push a tricycle full of Chinese cabbage. Suddenly, an uncle rode a bicycle and quickly shuttled through the crowd. Looking at his anxious appearance, I thought: He must be very anxious. Just thinking, my uncle twisted the front of the car to avoid a pit on the road, but just then, an aunt came by, and my uncle twisted the front of the car to avoid the aunt. I was sweating for my uncle, but I saw my uncle's car dangling and finally fell heavily to the ground. The soup in the thermos hanging on the car spilled out, which landed on the leather jacket of another young man riding behind, and immediately the leather jacket also spilled out.

Passers-by stopped in succession, and I thought there would be another "war of words". Unexpectedly, the young man quickly bent down to help the fallen uncle regardless of the oil stains on his body. Uncle quickly apologized to the young man: "I'm really sorry, the child's mother is ill in hospital, and the child is still waiting for dinner and school at home." I was in a hurry to deliver food to the patient, so I was not careful. Comrade, your leather jacket ... "

"This little thing, you don't take it to heart. The soup you brought to the patient must be delicious, right? My leather jacket is really' lucky' and tastes fresh! "

Both of them laughed, and so did everyone.

I looked at the dispersed crowd and thought: If there were more such people in the world, wouldn't the whole world be more harmonious?

After buying vegetables, I still remember the scene just now.

Street knowledge composition 1 1 Sunset sprinkled on the lake, and beautiful songs came from the bridge.

A ragged, pale and scrawny uncle sat by the bridge, playing the guitar with his hand. His guitar looks old, but its tone is beautiful.

Mom, can I give that uncle some money? A lovely little girl with bright eyes asked. Well, look how well he plays. Let's pay more! Mother said in a kind voice.

Many people give him money. After seeing it, the deaf-mute made several gestures. Mom, why doesn't he talk? Son, this uncle is deaf and dumb. He can't talk or hear, so he can only communicate with us by hand. She stepped forward and made several gestures.

However, there was no sadness or smile on his weather-beaten face. A pair of dull eyes looked at the distance, as if missing their loved ones. When he stands upright, he looks like a wooden statue carved by years. He plays the same music as he does, showing sadness when listening to it.

Many people don't understand that after giving him money, he is still sad and unhappy. Some people say: Does this person feel that he has less money? Some people say: this person is poor, isn't this money enough? Others said: This guy is really ungrateful.

Only the little girl understands that what he wants is not money, but applause and encouragement. Bang, bang, bang! The little girl applauded him, and people clapped when they saw it.

The singer used to have stiff facial muscles, but she gave an unnatural twitch and shed tears. He smiled so shyly that he was really cute when he was a child.

He played another beautiful tune. The sunset glow shone on the deaf-mute singer, and everything turned red.

Street knowledge composition 12 Today, after school, I was walking on the road. In front of me, there is a lamb with a piece of cloth around its neck. It is tied to a telephone pole. I was curious and walked over alive.

The lamb looks only one or two years old. The original white fur is covered with dust and looks dirty. Watery eyes reveal curiosity and ignorance about the world.

It has just come to a busy city, hasn't it? I'm afraid there are many tourists here, right? I thought the same thing.

I dare not touch it, not because it is dirty, but because it screams for attention, but because its owner will yell at me and drive me away.

Yes, I want to spend time with it, even if it's only for a minute.

We looked at each other, and there was an inexplicable closeness and a serious alert in its eyes. It began to approach me-moving its tender body towards me.

I couldn't help but feel moved, put my hand on its head and gently rubbed it. Seeing that I don't love it, it more boldly arched my hand with its head. I leaned down and it pressed my face against mine. I found that sheep is really a lovely and warm little animal.

We were just familiar with it when a deafening and fierce reprimand came from behind: "Go away, little friend!" " "I suddenly got scared, immediately got up and trotted aside.

Unexpected things happened: without saying anything, the ferocious butcher skillfully picked up a big knife and cut it at the lamb. I covered my eyes with my hands in horror. Subconsciously, I think mutton was brought by the boss who bought mutton kebabs there, and now it is sold.

I took my hand away trembling, only to see an excited butcher and a lamb who died suddenly. I don't feel well this morning, and I want to throw up all my breakfast.

I moved my steps carefully and left. Soon, another lovely lamb will be slaughtered. The original works are all false, and people will not live in peace with animals. In this law of the jungle, only the strong will not be hurt, which is an unchangeable survival law. I only hope that one day, the world will become quiet and beautiful and not so cruel.

13 that day, I was downstairs, and my sister was going to the store to buy pencils. When we were walking, we suddenly heard a scream behind us. My sister and I hurried back and saw a truck parked in front of us. An eight-or nine-year-old girl fell down. Suddenly, a group of people rushed over there.

I squeezed past, too. I saw the little girl turn pale with fear, her chest heaved in haste, and it took a long time before she burst into tears with a "wow". The young driver panicked, and a middle-aged woman next to him leaned down, lifted the little girl's trouser legs and sleeves, looked at it and said confidently, "Nothing." He wiped away the little girl's tears, kissed her face and asked, "Where are your parents?" Why are you walking alone on the road? "The little girl said," Mom and Dad are on a business trip, and grandma suddenly has asthma. She is going to the drugstore across the street to buy medicine for grandma. I don't know why I lost my money just now, but I was beaten when I was looking for it. "At this point, the little girl's nose twitched and she wanted to cry again." Good boy, don't cry. Aunt, there is money here. "The middle-aged woman said, and took out dozens of dollars from her coat pocket and stuffed it into the little girl's hand. At this time, the onlookers also took out money and stuffed it into the little girl's pocket.

"That's enough, that's enough." The middle-aged woman shook her hand desperately, but it didn't help. She had to say to the little girl, "Find an adult to buy you some supplements for the extra money." The little girl looked at everyone, nodded hard and said again and again, "Thank you, uncles and aunts."

At this time, the young driver put the little girl in the car and waved to everyone and said, "I'll take her to the nearby workers' hospital, buy some medicine and send her home." "He drove to the hospital.

Looking at the back of the van, my sister and I said, "There are still many good people in the world."

Street knowledge composition 14 Oh, it's really hot! I walked on my way to grandma's house and wiped the sweat on my forehead. When I came to a corner, I saw a bicycle swaying in the distance, and then the people on it fell with it.

"Hey, someone fell!" "What's the matter?" "Maybe it was hit by a car!" Immediately, passers-by gathered around.

I was not in the mood to go to my grandmother's house, so I tried to push my way through the crowd. I saw an old man with his eyes closed and his face flushed, with one hand on the bike feebly and the other hand hanging down. Maybe he has high blood pressure. A middle-aged man in his forties said. Yes, help him to the chair. An old woman took out her chair and poured a glass of cold water. So everyone has too many cooks to help grandpa to the chair.

Grandpa still closed his eyes. "ah! If only there were a doctor. " A middle-aged man said. This is what a young man just heard. He had a brainwave and shouted, "Who is the doctor here?" At this time, a lesbian came forward and said, "I'm from the medical station." Let me see. " Said, and then hit the spare medicine box, picked up the stethoscope.

After a while, the lesbian stood up and said, "Nothing, just have a rest." At this time, the old man woke up. An uncle seemed to remember something and asked him, "Where is your home?" "God ... mountains ... roads ..." Grandpa replied. "Then I'll take him home," said a middle-aged man.

Slowly, the old man and the man disappeared. ...

15 that day, I came to the street for a walk alone, thinking about how to write my school composition. At this moment, I suddenly heard a burst of laughter. I looked at it carefully. It turned out that there was a toy hall doing activities and asking people to show puppets in the street. On closer inspection, it is a "smart pig".

Pig Bajie, wearing a big hat, walked to everyone in rags and said hello to everyone, which immediately attracted a burst of cheers.

I saw Pig Bajie walking by the river with a big watermelon in his arms. He found a tree and sat down to eat watermelon. Halfway through, he suddenly felt a little itchy, so he threw the watermelon aside and took a bath in the river, but accidentally stepped on a banana peel and slipped into the river. That funny expression made everyone laugh.

When Pig Bajie was taking a bath in the river, a mouse came unnoticed and secretly ate the remaining half of the watermelon.

After taking a bath and going ashore, Bajie found that all the meat was gone, so he asked everyone who had eaten meat. Everyone shouted in unison, "The mouse ate it." Hearing this, Pig immediately ran to the mouse hole and shouted for the mouse to come out, but the mouse refused to come out. Bajie calmed down and sat under the tree with his chin in his hand, as if thinking. After a while, he took some cheese out of his pocket and put it in the melon skin, then shot it at the grass on one side. After a while, the mouse really came out and ate in the melon skin. Bajie took the opportunity to throw the melon skin into the river and drowned the mouse.

After the performance, I went backstage to lift the mouse puppet, but I couldn't. I sighed: "These performers are really tired. Bajie must be much heavier than a mouse. These performers have practiced countless times, even ten or a hundred times. "