Hard-working cleaners are cleaning our city every day. No matter whether it is windy or rainy, they all work in their posts. Their hard work has left us a clean and beautiful city. Every time I see the busy figure of the cleaner, I am particularly moved. On a cold night, I hurried home. The howling north wind is so cold that I can't stand it. Walking in the street, I look like a bison, running all the way. Suddenly, in the dark, I saw a familiar figure-a cleaner. She is dressed too thinly. She kept waving her long broom, and her movements were so skillful. In a short time, the garbage in the street was swept clean by her. Maybe it's because she is small. I saw that she seemed to tremble in the wind. I feel strange. Isn't she cold? Why don't you come home so late? I think she should have been used to this kind of life for a long time, or maybe because of work, she has forgotten the cold. Thinking of this, my eyes are blurred, and I feel how wrong it is for us to throw garbage everywhere at ordinary times! What would our city be like without these cleaners? I can't imagine. Aren't these unknown and selfless cleaners "living Lei Feng" around us? With them, our city has become more beautiful, the sky has become bluer and the rivers have become clearer.
Living Lei Feng around us is everywhere. Let's discover their beauty!
"City beautician" He wears orange clothes all year round. He is a city beautician. Have you guessed who he is? Yes, he is an industrious sanitation worker.
Sanitation workers get up at five o'clock every morning and start cleaning the streets. With a broom in his hand and a bamboo basket on his back, he was particularly dazzling in the deserted street, dressed in orange. He also has a pair of golden eyes, and every paper ball, cigarette end and even a tiny piece of paper can't escape his eyes. I saw that he soon saw a garbage bin and put it in the bamboo basket easily.
One morning at 7: 30, the sun was shining, there were several white clouds floating in the blue sky, and there was a heat wave in the air. When waiting for the traffic lights, I saw the figure of sanitation workers. He is carrying a big medicine box behind him and is treating grass. Sanitation workers first look at the resistance of grass to see if it is "sick". If the situation is not good, they will spray the grass with "soup medicine" After the grass "drinks" the medicine, the sanitation workers leave safely and "treat" another grass. His orange clothes are completely soaked, and he looks busy for a long time.
This is the beautician in our city. His hands make the city cleaner and more beautiful. Make this city famous at home and abroad and welcome guests from all over the world. At this point, I just want to say to him: "sanitation workers, you have worked hard!" " "
"City Beautician" 3 Every day when you walk out of the house with a schoolbag and a red scarf on your back, you will always see some people wearing yellow hats and uniforms, that is, our city beautician-the cleaner!
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? Their life is very difficult! At four o'clock every morning, we are still dreaming in the warm bed, but the cleaner has already got up to clean the road. No matter the winter or the heat, no matter the wind or the rain, they always stick to their posts. I don't get off work until seven or eight in the evening, and Dai Yue often comes home. With such hard work, everyone must think that their salary is very high, but it is not. Their salary is very low, only 500 yuan a month to 600 yuan. They can't go home to get things, nor can they go home to eat at noon. If they have to go home in a temporary emergency, they must let their families take over their work. However, if they are found once, they will be fined 50 yuan even 100 yuan, so few people can get full salary within one month. Who can do nothing at home?
Cleaners risked their lives to shuttle on both sides of the road to clean up, and some "road killers" simply ignored them. They drive like tigers on the road, which often makes people afraid. But the cleaners are not afraid of danger, and they are still cleaning the road seriously, because this is their duty.
Cleaners work hard every day, but they are often despised by others. I once read a story about a rich woman taking her pet dog for a walk. The cleaner accidentally swept a little dust on the lady's puppy, and he quickly said, "I'm sorry!" Sorry! " I have apologized, but this "noble" woman still refused to let go, pointing angrily at the cleaner and saying, "What are you? No eyes? Know how much my dog is worth? You are not even as good as a dog! " I was very angry when I heard the story. Dogs are just animals. How can they compare with others?
Although cleaners are engaged in dirty and tired cleaning work every day, their wages are low and they are often despised by others, but their hearts are the purest and most beautiful! Without them, we wouldn't have such a good living environment; Without them, we wouldn't have such a bright and beautiful city! I hope the government can set up a festival of "cleaners", so that more people can care for the environment and build a civilized city. Let's take action, start from small things, start from the side, and respect these cleaners more!
On the fourth day after dawn, I heard the sound of "sand, sand, sand" in the dim light. Is it raining? I put on my clothes in a daze, walked to the windowsill and put my hand out of the window. Huh? It didn't rain either! At this time, a figure loomed from the street downstairs, only to see something waving in her hand and her arms swinging from side to side. When I looked intently, it turned out to be the sanitation aunt in our community.
"Don't hurry to wash, come and eat, you will be late for school!" When my mother's voice came, I quickly ran into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, finished breakfast as quickly as possible, put on my schoolbag and prepared to go to school. My mother is already waiting for me. We went downstairs, and a cold wind blew, which made me tremble. I held my mother tightly in the back seat of the electric car just to feel a little warm. It's too cold! When we came to the corner of the street, a familiar figure came into view. She is the sanitation aunt I just saw standing on the windowsill. She is wearing an orange overalls and a pair of black cloth shoes. I saw that her hands were red with cold, but her red hands covered with veins stood out clung to the broom and laboriously cleaned the garbage on the ground, never letting go of any corner.
She is a sanitation worker and a "beautician" in the city. They use hard sweat to scrub the dirt in the city and create a beautiful environment for us. They measured every street and alley with their own feet in the cold wind. No matter the dirt on the ground or the snow, where there is garbage and dirt, there are people who fight day and night. Where there is a sanitary corner, there is their rhythm and melody of "sand, sand, sand".
They are "beauticians" of the city, and they are the messengers who created this this beautiful city. They are hardworking, unpretentious, selfless and touching!
Every night, I go for a walk in the city square. I think the city square is really beautiful. Bright lights lit up the whole city square. The ground is clean and free of dirt. The air is fresh, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the moon is in the sky. Really beautiful! But there are always a few people littering. I avoided the garbage in disgust, but when I walked the second lap, I found that the garbage was gone. I'm both surprised and surprised-why is the garbage gone? Under my deliberate attention, I quickly found the answer-a conscientious cleaner.
I found that no matter in hot summer or cold winter, he rides a tricycle and holds a garbage clip every day, picking up garbage day and night to keep the square clean and tidy. He is short and thin, wearing overalls and his face is calm. I met him several times when I was walking at night. He always lingers tirelessly and quietly in his area of responsibility, cleaning up the garbage instead of passing by.
I have witnessed the poor working environment of cleaning staff. It was in the days of heavy rain that Yangjiamen Street was particularly serious, flooded and impassable, so we had to build a bamboo bridge on the water to pass. On the third day of putting up the bamboo bridge, I also took a look. The water is basically drained, but the garbage is soaked, rotten and smelly. Some rubbish is scattered all over the floor, and the streets are full of rubbish. The environment is so chaotic that it is almost impossible to leave. I can't stay in that environment for another minute. From then on, I have a little respect for the cleaning staff. When I saw the cleaner again that night, I thought he had become tall and mighty.
I suddenly understood that it was their efforts that made Tongxiang livable and beautiful. They really deserve the reputation of "urban beauticians"! A feeling came to my mind: they are the most beautiful people, the most beautiful people from Zhejiang!
"City Beautician" 6 Before the fiery red sun rises, her hard day begins. She walked in the sleeping street and started a new day's work.
When the sun rises slowly, she is still carefully cleaning every corner of the city; Although she always suffers from cold eyes, she still smiles happily and friendly at every passerby every day. The rough old man has a big broom in his hand. I wonder how many ups and downs the broom has accompanied her. The original white hands are now covered with wrinkles of the years.
When the sun was about to set, people hurried home, but she still stood alone in the street, bathed in the glory of the sunset. When the sun sets, when the last beam of light shines on her curved back, the original white and ordinary clothes are dyed golden by the sacred light, and even the simple and worn broom emits golden light.
I remember once, an ordinary uncle, riding a bicycle, accidentally knocked off the broom in the hand of aunt cleaner. The uncle not only didn't apologize, but also cursed the cleaner's aunt with dirty words. The aunt cleaner just silently bowed her head, said sorry, and continued to sweep the floor at her feet. ...
Aunt cleaner works for the city in obscurity, beautifying the environment around us. Whether it is cold or hot, although she is not in the newspaper or on TV, she is still doing her own thing silently, silently contributing everything to the cleanliness of the city.
You are the most beautiful! City beautician!
"City Beautician" 7 has such a group of people. They are wearing orange clothes and orange hats. They bend over every day, holding a broom in one hand and a dustpan in the other to clean the road. Have you guessed who they are? Yes, it is the cleaner we often see.
One night, my father and I were walking in the square. The square is crowded with people. Some people are chatting leisurely, some people are watching small fish by the pond, and some people are exercising. ...
At this moment, a young uncle attracted me. He sat in a chair, eating an apple. After eating, he threw the apple core on the ground. Then, he began to eat melon seeds again, and the skin of melon seeds was thrown all over the floor. I said to my father, "I will never litter again. It's really unprofessional."
Not far away, the aunt cleaner saw this scene, walked beside him and said to her uncle, "Everyone of us should take care of the environment. Please throw the apple core and melon seeds into the trash can. " Grandpa was very angry and casually said, "I won't pick up such dirty garbage!" " "Say that finish, he glared angrily at aunt cleaner and left without looking back. Aunt cleaner was very helpless and shook her head and left here. I thought aunt cleaner had gone home. Soon, she brought a broom, swept the garbage together and poured it into the trash can. Looking at the back of aunt cleaner, I feel very uncomfortable.
Although you are a cleaner, your conscientious working attitude is worth learning. Because of you, our home is so clean and beautiful! Thank you, aunt cleaner!
"City Beautician" 8 Speaking of beauticians, everyone will definitely think of a magician who will make you beautiful first.
But you know, there are beauticians in the city, as long as there is no dust in the place where they pass. You must think that this is nature's uncanny workmanship, but it is not. All this is due to the beautician. Hehe, you must have guessed that they are sanitation workers all year round.
Speaking of sanitation workers, you must be familiar with them. You wear a faded orange dress every day, dragging a green trash can, reaching for the broom with a calloused black hand, and feeling the existence of every garbage with his face marked by years.
Another dreary day. As usual, I rode my father's little donkey and sped on my way home. After driving for a while, he rolled down the window and I knew something was going to happen. Sure enough, I heard "Ah bah" and a white object flew out of his mouth, which made me frown. After a while, he skillfully took out a cigarette from his pocket. Soon it was filled with smoke, and a yellow cigarette end flew out again. When I got home, a sanitation worker was sweeping the floor in front, but my father urged her with a horn. At this time, I really looked down on my father.
Sanitation workers in our city risk their lives to work on the road every day, but all they get is horns and complaints.
Every day, they get up the earliest and come back the latest; They are the lowest working people, but they have created the cleanest city for us. Please remember their names, they are called "sanitation workers"!
Uncle "City Beautician" 9 cleaners, hurry home and rest! Why are you still suffering in the cold wind and rain? Your temples are all white, so worry about your health! Are you worried that I will forget your selfless dedication? No, never. Your heart as hot as gold will shine in in my heart forever.
On the way home, I saw your figure. Curiosity drives me to wonder what you are doing. After this happened, I completely changed my opinion of you. It turns out that I always thought you were in rags and ugly in appearance and clothes. But when I saw you cleaning up the garbage seriously and maintaining people's health when it was raining, my heart immediately softened. There are several big holes in your raincoat, and the rain is flowing in. Rain, along the straw hat. I shuddered at the sight. But you continue to sweep the floor seriously as if nothing had happened. I can't help but say, "Uncle, go home quickly, or you will catch a cold." But you looked up and shook your head at me and said, "This won't do. In this rainy day, bacteria will breed, which is harmful to people's health and destroys the image of the city. " "But the body is the most important." I rushed to say. "No, my bones are hard!" You say it while sweeping. I have been standing there, watching your thin back leave, and suddenly I understand a lot of things that I can't learn at school.
I look at your dark skin and understand that it is a trace left by cold and heat. Your big black hand is also so beautiful.
Cleaning is an ordinary occupation, but you need to be as responsible as you, and always put people's health first. I also know from you that every ordinary job hides extraordinary light. Your touching story is engraved in my heart.
Urban beautician 10 is accompanied by warm spring breeze and warm sunshine. The annual "May Day" Labor Day, a holiday for workers, has quietly arrived, and some people are still working silently in their respective posts. They are all cleaners.
In the early morning, you can see her figure in the food market early. Wearing gloves in both hands, she kept dancing the broom and swept the garbage, scraps of paper, peels and leaves into piles. But others are dismissive and constantly littering, but she doesn't complain and silently accepts all this. ...
At noon, the scorching sun was in the sky, and the fiery red sun cooked the earth. Everyone can't stand staying in the hot sun for one more second. But the cleaner is still working. In the alley, she methodically dumped buckets of garbage into the garbage truck. If the garbage falls, she also cleans it up, puts it in the garbage truck, and then disappears behind with the garbage truck.
At night, the cold wind blows gently, which makes the main road become deserted, and only a few people and cars are vaguely seen on the road. But the cleaner is still cleaning up the garbage, not afraid of the cold wind blowing her face like a sword. She just wants to beautify the city, benefit the people and make it more beautiful. ...
Day after day, month after month, year after year, they have wrinkles on their faces and white hair on their heads, but they have created a clean home for us.
Thank you, cleaner;
Thank you, the beautician of the city;
Cleaner, I admire you!
"City beautician" 1 1 people say, "The cleaner is a city beautician." Indeed, whenever I pass by the door of a breakfast shop, the figure of the cleaner will haunt my mind, and every move will emerge in front of my eyes.
He is not tall, his hair is a little messy, his skin is tanned by the sun, his old orange overalls are covered with an old blue and black cotton-padded jacket, and his feet are wearing a pair of black cloth shoes. He is really humble, but the simple and honest smile on his face left a deep impression on me. He always picks up garbage with an iron tongs in his left hand and a snakeskin bag in his right hand, carefully searching for garbage in the green belt next to the square.
One morning, it was snowing and windy. I bought breakfast in a hat and a thick down jacket and went to the steamed stuffed bun shop. Because it is too early, it will take several minutes for the steamed bread to be cooked. I hit a snowball outside. Looking up, I saw him again.
I saw him with a broom in one hand and a shovel in the other. Under the snow, the ice was full of rubbish, and he shoveled hard. His face was red with cold, his hands were rough and swollen, and he was panting while shoveling. Look! He swept the garbage in the snow into a pile, shoveled it into a tricycle, one shovel, two shovels ... his forehead was covered with fine sweat. In a short time, the garbage was cleaned up. He looked around, smiled with satisfaction, and pushed the car forward, leaving a deep car mark on the snow, dazzling the wind blowing wantonly, and the orange figure gradually disappeared in the wind.
I don't think I would have found him, let alone carefully observed his every move, if I hadn't bought breakfast and steamed bread.
A meticulous action and a happy smile are the life attitude of the cleaner, an optimistic attitude and an attitude that I admire.
"City Beautician" 12 Aunt Li is a cleaner. She defiled ten thousand people with one person. I sincerely thank her.
One day in midsummer, after the rainstorm, I was walking on my way to school. At the corner, I saw a sewer blocked. Sewage mixed with rain "runs around" on the road. Like wild animals, they are always ready to devour pedestrians.
I looked at the newly bought shoes and the dirty water in front of me, thinking, if I pass by, what about the newly bought shoes? If I don't go there, I will be late for school. This is the only way to school, and you can't bypass it if you want to. If you go home and change your shoes, you will be late, too. Just when I was in a dilemma, an aunt cleaner wearing an orange vest went to the sewer, crouched down, held out her hand and began to dig out the garbage in the sewer without hesitation. My aunt's hands are covered with disgusting sewage, but she doesn't care.
After a while, the sewer cleared, and the sewage ran into the sewer like a child who found a home.
I walked up to my aunt and said sweetly, "Aunt, thank you!" " "Aunt turned around and smiled and said," Oh, you're welcome. This is what I should do. Go to school quickly. Don't be late. Let's go. " "At this time, I discovered that my aunt is not tall, like about forty years old, and her skin is very dark.
Students, cleaners work so hard that they give up their rest time for our better life. Therefore, you must not litter, and you should take the initiative to pick up the garbage when you see it.
"City Beautician" 13 Just after the heavy snow, Hang Cheng was white and the road surface soon froze.
The car is not easy to drive, and there have been several accidents due to traffic congestion. At this moment, a respectable person appeared. He is uncle cleaner. Uncle cleaner has been shoveling snow. The snow stopped, but uncle couldn't stop working. He wants to clear all the snow from the ground. I vaguely saw that his body was covered with sweat, which was dripping down. He worked so hard for so long that every step made me wonder if his feet were heavy from fatigue and his ears were frostbitten. After sweeping the floor, he went to dump the snow he had swept before and began to sweep it seriously again. He swept it carefully and didn't even leave any trace. If you can't sweep it with a broom, take it out of the gap with a big clip, or turn it into water with salt. In this way, he has been taking out the garbage and putting it in the trash can. He will also go to the flower bed to pick up snow on the principle of not destroying plants.
How meticulous he is, even a tiny place has not been spared, how selfless he is, and how unknown he is. For the sake of urban traffic and our life, he swept the ground clean, leaving no trace. He can really be called the "beautician" of the city. He made our home clean, and we want to say "thank you" to him!
Urban beautician 14 whenever I walk on a clean street, I can't help thinking of urban beauticians-sanitation workers.
Sanitation workers are occupations that many people despise. They not only have low wages, but also live in a dusty environment every day. But sanitation workers did not give up their pursuit because others looked down upon them. Look at the clean and tidy streets and the fresh and elegant environment around the city. These are the masterpieces of sanitation workers, and I sincerely applaud them.
It was just dawn in the morning, and the first sound I heard on the balcony was the sound of sweeping the floor. You don't have to guess. Sanitation workers, of course. They don't let go of any corner, leave no dead corner, and clean it up bit by bit. At noon, even in the hot sun, they swept carefully, as if they didn't care about the weather at all; At night, the cleaner changed his position and continued to sweep. ...
Spring has just arrived, and sometimes it snows. We were all playing in the snow, our hands were red with cold, but at this moment the cleaner was shoveling snow with a shovel in his hand. In summer, when people enjoy the coolness brought by air conditioning in air-conditioned rooms, sanitation workers are working under the scorching sun; Most of the grain should be harvested in autumn. Most sanitation workers are old people, and they have one or two acres of land at home, but they still stick to their posts and don't go back. In winter, the north wind whistles and heavy snow falls. Everyone is wearing new cotton-padded clothes, enjoying the warm wind from the home heating, while the sanitation workers are still silently contributing to their posts.
Sanitation workers are so ordinary and great, they are amiable and respectable people, selfless dedication to the city. Sanitation worker: I am proud of you. I applaud you. You are the people with the most character, courage and simplicity.
"City Beautician" 15 walked out of the community at 5: 40 this morning and walked to Jianshe Road. First, I saw the empty street, and then I heard the sound of "bang, bang, bang" sweeping the floor. Looking down the sound, I saw one of the most common and easily overlooked people-sanitation workers.
We just went out now, and we are still a little uncomfortable. My hand holding the skipping rope is still shaking, and the rope seems to fall. And the old cleaner's technique looks very skillful and effortless. And there are not many leaves around, which means he has been here for a long time. But when did he get here? When did he get up? With these questions, I interviewed grandpa, a sanitation worker:
"Hello, Grandpa, when did you come?"
"Hello, student, I came at, like, five o'clock." I froze at will so early!
"ah? When do you want to get up? "
"Four o'clock, but that's not too early!" As soon as I listen, what? Is it too early?
"Yes, when it snows, I have to get up at two o'clock to work. Study hard, classmates, how comfortable it is to sit in the office! "
I felt grandpa's hard work, took the broom from grandpa and began to help him sweep the floor. I just finished sweeping, and my back aches. And grandpa, day after day, year after year, is cleaning for us and sacrificing a lot of rest time for us to have a clean and tidy living environment. Suddenly, a feeling of admiration arises spontaneously. What reason do we have not to respect them and care for the environment? This is a better embodiment of sweeping the road!
This grandfather's daily cleaning brings us an environment of struggle. I also want to clean up my schoolbag and desk bucket, and then turn it into a daily knot, Zhou, and carry out the "sweeping the road" to the end!