Under the blue sky and white clouds, a city is heading for the bright road ahead, which is a force to push it forward, a force that cannot be explained by physics-politeness.
A civilized city shines with beautiful scenery everywhere. In the park, a pair of rough hands picked up the paper towels on the ground; On the lawn, a pair of muddy shoes bypassed the lawn; In the flower show, a tender little hand hesitated in front of a chrysanthemum and quickly shrank back; At the traffic lights, a hurried figure stopped at the red light. These are the most beautiful scattered scenes of a civilized city. They are different from other scattered landscape works because they can give people a feeling of comfort, warmth and warmth.
A polite city is full of warm micro-movies. A grandmother who lives nearby has rheumatism and is inconvenient to move, but she has to do heavy work at home and leave the garbage behind. He understood the grandmother's difficulties and enthusiastically offered help to Hou. The old woman looked at the boy's attentive figure, with tears in her narrowed presbyopia, and murmured, "This child is so kind-hearted, gee …" The old man's face burst into a long-lost bright smile.
On the blind road, a middle-aged woman groped along with crutches. Ahead, a wire for parking a bicycle hooked her trouser leg. Just as the bicycle was swinging and about to hit her foot, a little girl broke away from her mother's hand and shouted, "Auntie-be careful!" " "The middle-aged woman turned her head in surprise, and a pair of small hands were helping her hold the bicycle and pull out her trouser legs. A rare smile appeared on the face of middle-aged women.
A polite city is full of youthful vitality everywhere. In the park in the early morning, the craze of "square dance" is on the rise. Aunties and uncles dance to the music. The melody of Jiangnan Style reverberates over the square. In the park at night, the walking craze is also churning. On the street where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, the working people are riding bicycles and greedily breathing fresh air. Oh, this is another "cycling fever" of environmental protection. Next to the bookstall, under the pavilion and even in the waiting room, the figure of burying one's head in reading can be seen everywhere, and the upsurge of reading for all pervades the whole city. The healthy upsurge is the driving force for the progress of civilized cities.
I believe that a civilized city is everyone's dream of paradise. The improvement of human beings needs a sound soul, and the human soul needs a quiet space to breathe, and this quiet space is a polite city. Let polite thoughts wash our hearts, and let polite behavior warm the hearts of others. With one heart and one mind, Mount Tai moves. Let's be "creative angels" and decorate Heshan more politely and beautifully.