Articles praising coal miners 1: My father is a miner and he often pays attention to some things about coal miners from newspapers. On a certain day of a certain year, there was another mine disaster in the coal mines there. What happened to those coal mines? The appearance of these news is at most the news events that we occasionally pay attention to after dinner. Sometimes, we worry about these difficult coal miners, and sometimes, we worry about the victims who were unfortunately injured in the mine disaster. I feel sad and sad, but I never thought about how much the tragedy and sad stories of these miners have to do with me. Few of us can really feel the joys and sorrows of being a coal miner without personal experience of work and life, and I, in my spare time, will feel like a son of a coal miner, my father, by accompanying my elderly father and listening to him talk about his years as a coal miner.
Before my father went to work in the coal mine, he was just a farmer with his back to the loess. My hometown is adjacent to the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal and has a long history. Because his family was well off at that time, grandpa bought a small wooden boat to transport some cloth and food from Taierzhuang to the south. Therefore, my father had the opportunity to follow my grandfather and walk with him, whether it was the fireworks in March or the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. My father came into contact with the outside world very early. From Huai 'an, Zhou's hometown, to Suzhou and Hangzhou, a paradise on earth, all the sailing and scenery in my mind are indelible scenery when my father told me stories many years ago, such as the fireworks in Yangzhou in March, the foggy water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and the beautiful girl in Yangzhou that northerners talked about. That's when my dream of Jiangnan began.
My father is a man of culture, at least many of my neighbors think so. Because of his good family, my father studied in a private school for several years. According to my father, few friends in the village who studied with him can persist, only my father has persisted for many years. Mr. Xue Xue is a famous scholar in the village, whose name is Huang. In the eyes of his father, although he is in rags, he is indeed a well-educated man who has read four books. A girl in the village married into a rich family for fear that others would look down on her daughter. On her wedding day, Mr. Huang Lao was asked to see the "big guest" off. At that time, the man entertained the distinguished guests and wanted to play tricks on the woman's family, so he brought an immature carp. Mr. Huang Lao, who had seen the scene, knew that there was fraud at first glance, so he pretended not to know, reached out to catch fish, and then said, "There is more than wealth." Several people accompanying him were very embarrassed, knowing that they had met a superior person, so they served again and received them grandly. Since then, the man's family has never dared to underestimate the woman's family. Therefore, my father respects intellectuals most, which is why my father has been insisting on training us to go to school for so many years.
My father's private school skills and the experience of traveling with the boat in the south of the Yangtze River made my father somewhat different from ordinary villagers. Later, Xuzhou Mining Bureau came to the village to recruit workers. This is a great event in our countryside, but it is an unattainable thing for people who have lived in this remote village for generations. Competition is naturally fierce. Seven natural villages are divided into three strokes. No one understands the hardships and dangers of coal miners, but there is only a worker who eats imperial grain at home, which is a long-faced thing in Shiliba Village.
After being hired, my father was directly assigned to Jiawang Coal Mine after simple training. Because Jia Wang is 50 kilometers away from my home, no one has seen my father's work unit and working environment. Therefore, my understanding of my father's work is only superficial. Father goes home once a month, rides a flying pigeon bike and buys delicious food with his salary. So in the eyes of ordinary people, my father's work is very decent, and so is life.
In primary school, during the summer vacation, my father and I went to Jiawang, but my father couldn't beat me and took me to Jiawang Coal Mine. My father's dormitory is in Jiawang city, and the conditions are much better than those in the mining area now. The canteen and bathhouse are not far from the dormitory. My father gave me a meal ticket and went to the canteen to eat by myself. Every time my father comes back, he takes a shower and comes back to me in clean clothes. Father is far from the impression that I am wearing dirty clothes and a black face in my mind now. Only once, my father worked the night shift and was very sleepy in the morning. I have no time to change clothes and take a shower. This is the only time I saw my father as a coal miner, wearing a helmet and holding a miner's lamp. He was wearing dirty overalls and rain boots, and his face was black except his teeth. This is the only time in my life that I have seen my father wearing overalls.
There are six people living in three dormitories, all of whom are my father's workmates and apprentices. According to them, my father is honest, sincere and earnest, so he won the appreciation of the leaders and the praise of his colleagues. Because it is dangerous to dig coal underground, which requires experience and technology, most parents like to take their children to my father and give these young children to my father, so that parents can rest assured. According to my father, this includes a mine manager. At that time, unlike now, capable leaders directly arranged work for their children. In order to train children, they can be competent for higher jobs in the future. The mine manager's son will also go down to dig coal. Small accidents and big accidents often happen. Who can trust the children to them? This burden is naturally handed over to my father. Under the care and care of his father, the son of the mine manager safely completed the underground work. His father said that at that time, in order to thank him, the mine manager had made many offers to his father and even promoted his father's position. However, his father refused one by one. Finally, the mine manager sent a load of coal, and my fifth uncle and my second uncle transported it back and forth 100 kilometers. My dad is so stupid that he doesn't want anything and the official won't do it. My father often laughs and says that he is not cut out to be an official. I have been puzzled for many years. My father had countless opportunities to be an official and gave them up. Why does he just want to be an ordinary coal miner?
There are nine brothers and sisters. He is the boss of the family, and our family is also six sisters. Therefore, my father's meager income is still somewhat stretched. My aunt wants money, my uncle wants money, and my grandparents want money to see a doctor. Our own family, a big family, needs to feed more. The heavy burden of life did not make my father give up. He saved money with his meager income and took care of all of us. At that time, at the end of each month, my father would use the food stamps he had saved to buy white-flour steamed bread from the canteen and take it home. This is a feast for the whole family. As the head of the family, my father has taken on all the family responsibilities. I have never heard my father complain.
Without being an official, my father still cherishes all the honors he has won. He has won many times as a model worker and an advanced individual in Xuzhou Mining Bureau, and is also an excellent producer in party member. His family still retains all kinds of honorary certificates and medals won by his father, which is his greatest pride. As the saying goes, "You often walk by the river, how can you not wet your shoes?" Working in dangerous coal mines all day, there are small dangers and big dangers from time to time. I'm afraid my mother and family will worry. My father never talks about underground things. Until one day, the underground roof caving was about to hit two of my father's workers. Father pushed them very hard and there was no major life accident. Two of his workers were slightly injured. However, my father was hit by a landslide. Until one day, my mother took me to the hospital in a hurry and saw my father lying in the hospital bed. My mother cried with fear. I saw my father's injured leg hanging high in plaster and bandage, and I knew that my father had escaped a life-and-death robbery, and the two workmates saved by his father had become his brothers in trouble for the rest of his life.
Because of the serious injury, my father's body is basically fine. Because of the accident, my father's work has changed, which also makes my mother and family feel gratified. My father is an underground worker and transferred to Yacheng Coal Mine Security Section as a doorman. Looking at the gate of the coal mine is an easy job, but it is not easy. There are a lot of materials in the mine, and the surrounding area is close to the countryside. Many people have to go in and out of the mine every day. It's sad to travel through the past According to my father, many people have given benefits to my father to turn a blind eye, and some have entrusted people to find relationships, hoping that my father can practice selfish interests and let them go. However, my father said that he had never accepted other people's benefits, and he had never done anything wrong to the public. My father is an ordinary coal miner and an ordinary party member, but he can be so strict with himself. "A gentleman loves money and takes it wisely" is my father's teaching, which also benefited me a lot in my work. I used to be the head of the planning department and had the right to approve the company's advertising fee of 600,000 yuan per month. I've thought of all the ways to treat people and give gifts. But I keep thinking about my father's teaching. Although the headquarters has sent people to audit the accounts many times, I am safe.
My father retired. According to the regulations, the father can take his children to the mine to arrange work and then take over. However, my father didn't do it. It was not until he finally retired that he let Third Sister take over, and other miners, some children and even the whole family went to work as workers. My father was deaf because he was frying coal underground. With the inhalation of coal dust, he suffered from occupational disease-silicosis. My father didn't leave. He finally returned to his hometown with a whole body of fatigue, occupational diseases and a lot of honors. The plaque of my father's glorious retirement hanging high on our wall is full of my father's pride and struggle.
Deafness, years of occupational diseases and injured left leg have seriously affected my father's healthy life. In addition, the death of mother has the greatest influence on father. Although my family took good care of me, one morning in early winter last year, my father quietly closed his eyes before my eyes. No matter how sad I am, I have worked hard for my kind and lovely old father and lived his ordinary life for 86 years.
"It rains in the Qingming period, and passers-by want to break their souls?" There are still two days left in Tomb-Sweeping Day, which is also the first100th day of his father's death. My family and I have to go back and burn "hundred-day paper" for my father to pay homage to my old father in heaven. These tears are the tears that my children miss. As a coal miner, my father is ordinary, but he is very happy and proud. At this moment, I seem to understand, as a coal miner, a.
I miss my father. You are a great coordinate in my life. It is you who let my son know how to look at the fame and fortune in the world and how to face the hardships and frustrations of life. Although you are ordinary or even insignificant, you are the pride and pride in my son's heart. Whenever and wherever I face anyone, I will proudly say: I am.
The second praise for coal miners: Coal miners When I dragged my tired body to No.22 coal pillar in the first mining face of the second mining area, I saw the workers busy in an orderly way. They are not upset by their noisy roar; Not afraid because the roadway is black; I didn't put down my tools because my clothes were soaked with sweat.
Wearing helmets, their skin is as black as coal, their eyes are as bright as moonlight, and their teeth are as white as tableware. Seeing us approaching, they stopped their work and squatted or stood there quietly. They seem to blend in with the surrounding black coal and machinery, quietly watching us approach and go far. Sometimes, they will send a greeting and caring words, and when we leave, they and the surrounding darkness will leave.
Miner's lamp, like the stars in the sky, flashes in the roadway. Support and prop up the responsibility of coal miners. They cultivated the coal field with starlight and dragged their tired bodies home; They used a glass of spirits to drive away the damp underground, and they were so tired that they snored sweetly. ...
They did not hesitate to choose coal mine, coal racking, drilling and blasting. Facing the cold and wet working face, they didn't complain. They eliminated the invasion of coal dust and gas with courage and wisdom, and dug up a lot of black gold and jet with hard work and sweat. They are the flowing scenery in the mine and the gatherers of fire and light. It is they who have brought us light and warmth, awakened the sleeping souls underground and created more wealth for the country and people. They are our unsung heroes-coal miners.