Stories of little people, stories and essays of little people.

1. In the long river of history, there are always a small number of outstanding people who have made great achievements and left a colorful chapter. And most of them are ordinary people who are equally conscientious. They blend into the historical process like water drops.

There is a row of trash cans downstairs in our community. Some people just throw garbage out of the bucket for convenience. In summer, flies buzz around the trash can, and people avoid it.

Once, I happened to find that the garbage beside the trash can was put into the bucket, and there were a lot fewer "buzzing" flies. During this period, the whole health condition has been greatly improved. I find it strange that sanitation workers only clean up garbage in the morning. At this time, who will kindly clean up the garbage outside the bucket?

One evening, when I came back from outside, I saw two figures rummaging through the trash can. A closer look, it should be a mother and daughter. Mother is wearing a hat on her head, covering her face tightly, wearing a gray suit and her back slightly hunched; My daughter has short hair, wearing a red shirt, colorful pants and slippers. When she saw me coming, she looked up and smirked at me without saying anything.

It turns out that the mother and daughter became the responsible sanitation workers in our community. Mother and daughter come to clean up this garbage and the sanitation of the community every day. This row of trash cans in the community has become very clean, and there are no flies flying around, and the smell is far away. Some people are willing to come near and throw garbage. This community has become much cleaner.

6. Each leaf provides nourishment for trees through photosynthesis. Some leaves receive enough light and can naturally make greater contributions. Some leaves live in one place, but they are also doing their part. They are not trunks or roots, but countless small leaves provide sufficient nutrients for big trees. Just like countless little people, it also holds up a blue sky.

7. The mother and daughter are nobody in our life. They keep our community clean and tidy. They are "little people" in my heart.