I live in Chaozhou, an ancient city with beautiful environment, but in recent years, garbage, the "strong enemy" of mankind, has unconsciously threatened our living environment. How can we live a better life? "Garbage sorting" is the only way out.

I used to help my family take out the garbage. Garbage that has been covered with two plastic bags often stinks. At that time, I was holding a paper towel, a garbage bag in my hand and a nose in my hand, and hurried downstairs ... I just wanted to throw away the garbage, but I saw a disgusting scene: the garbage can no longer fit, and the garbage was outside the bucket, and some thick yellow soup flowed all over the floor. I can't hold it any longer. Take a deep breath and I'll feel it right away. I counted to ten in one breath and ran upstairs like a 100-meter sprint. Upstairs, I was breathless, speechless and nervous. I made up my mind not to let this happen again, so I thought of "garbage sorting" and "turning waste into treasure" that the government is vigorously promoting.

One day, I finished my homework and was bored. On second thought, isn't there a big bag of garbage in the kitchen? Why don't I try to pick up useful rubbish from there? So, I immediately grabbed a pair of disposable gloves, put on a mask, ran to the stairs with garbage, and began to "carve up" them. I meditated on the interesting formula on the internet: "What pigs can eat is kitchen waste;" Pigs don't eat dry garbage; Sellable pork is recyclable garbage; Pigs will die if they eat it. It's hazardous waste. "I looked at the formula and looked around, even a piece of cardboard and two plastic bottle caps that were not stained with water. Soon, I chopped up the garbage and put it in four plastic bags. I put the recyclable garbage on the balcony, and every little makes a mickle to buy. When I came to the trash can downstairs with the "slimming" garbage bag, I found that the garbage inside was not lying all over the floor as before, and the ground outside the bucket was as clean as new. Only then did I find that people in the original community began to try to classify the garbage. When we got home, we had a small family meeting, and mom and dad agreed to waste sorting. With our efforts, the daily garbage "every household", the previous "bloated and smelly" scene no longer exists. The living environment in our community is also improving day by day, becoming more beautiful and healthy.

Garbage sorting starts with me and everyone. Only in this way can we live a truly beautiful life.