Last night, the fragrance floated ten miles, and now a city is scattered. The old year adds life to others, and thousands of people are clean and pure. Who created this great miracle? It's you, cleaner! Cleaner, I want to tell you,
You, the nameless and great people in Qian Qian, will never only create miracles for everyone in this happy festival, but you have been fighting hard in the scorching sun, cold nights, strong winds and heavy rains for many years.
It is you who let Luffy's sprinkler shed a fresh dawn; It's you, waving a broom, wiping away the dirt of the city, making the city clean and radiant, and welcoming the first kiss in the morning of the East.
If someone asks: Do you feel hot? I think everyone will definitely say without hesitation: "Hot! Very hot! " Yes, in mid-June, we were surrounded by the summer craze! Especially at noon, the bustling community in the past is now deserted! People hide in air-conditioned rooms to enjoy the cool. In such hot weather, the only thing I admire is the cleaners who work hard to clean the streets. Look! Glittering sweat soaked their clothes, and the burning sun made their faces red.
It was a weekend afternoon. On the way to the swimming pool, I suddenly met a cleaner cleaning the septic tank. Under the scorching sun, he unscrewed the box cover with pliers and then went down to dig dung. I saw his lower body immersed in manure and pulled it out one by one with his own hands. The septic tank is five meters long and three meters wide. This will take at least one afternoon. I asked myself strangely: why did he dig out the manure in the septic tank on such a hot day? I asked their monitor with questions. The monitor said: "Because this is to serve the interests of the people, we must persist no matter how hard we work. This cleaner is an advanced member of our team, but his salary has only been reported to 800 yuan. " "Then why not promote his official position?" I asked in surprise. The captain said: "In fact, the superior has long wanted to promote his official position, but what's the use?" He didn't agree. "After listening to this touching story, I couldn't help being moved. The idea of going to the swimming pool to cool off in the swimming pool was also dismissed. I just want to stay here quietly. After a while, I went to the cleaner and said kindly, "Uncle, you have worked hard, have a rest!" " But he said firmly, "this is to serve the public and can't be delayed for a minute." I watched him work silently, and my eyes couldn't help being "stupid". "Time is getting faster and faster, and more and more people are coming around. Everyone expressed their condolences, and some asked, "Are you thirsty? Is it hot? " Someone asked, "Have a rest! "Countless greetings and countless cares have been deceived by his beautiful lies. Everyone thinks the same as me: even serving the public doesn't have to be so hard! After an afternoon, the cleaner finished digging the cesspool and left quietly. Looking at his distant back, I gradually understand that he is an unknown person around me who works hard for everyone to live in a beautiful environment.
When it comes to heroes, people will think of soldiers who fought for the revolution in battle, or people who made contributions in a certain scientific field, or people who were brave. But the heroes I'm talking about today are a group of ordinary people. They are cleaners.
Although they look simple and simple, they are no different from us. But they are really great, which is a fact that we can all see.
The cleaner is so small, but so noble. They are the guardians of Green Home and beautiful homeland.
Day after day, year after year, they silently contributed in that humble position.
In summer, when we are still enjoying the cool at home, they stick to their posts in the hot summer. They never seem to be afraid of the warmth of the sun and the pungent smell of garbage. The sweat on their faces is so crystal clear under the sunlight.
In winter, when we are still enjoying the warmth at home, they use their frozen hands to pick up every leaf that has been blown off by the wind and clean every street. Every corner of life has their footprints.
Their bodies are industrious; My heart is kind: I remember one winter morning, it snowed as big as goose feathers. On my way to school, I suddenly fell down, and a cleaner next to me helped me up. From this time on, every day on the way to school and after school, I paid more attention to the old man and gave him a respectful look.
They have paid so much, but the cleaner is a role that is often overlooked. Sometimes we throw scraps of paper and all kinds of rubbish on the ground or in front of them. Even so, the cleaners who have been paying don't care, work hard, and still take pains to defend our city every day, trying to make our city clean and tidy. They trade their own dirt for the cleanliness of the city, so our approach is obviously wrong.
This city belongs to all of us. Only when we all join hands with the cleaners to safeguard our home will our home be more beautiful. Our life will be better!
Here, I would also like to pay tribute to the cleaners all over the world: "You are beauticians of the city, messengers of creating a beautiful home, and heroes in my heart. You have worked hard! "