In daily study, work and life, everyone is familiar with composition. The composition must focus on the theme and make in-depth explanations around the same theme. Avoid rambling, the theme is scattered or even irrelevant. theme. Have no clue when it comes to writing an essay? Below are the essays about sanitation workers that I collected and compiled. I hope it will be helpful to everyone. Essay on Sanitation Workers 1
Look, the people wearing dazzling orange overalls, carrying brooms and dustpans are the cleaning workers we see everywhere.
On a winter morning, the sky was still foggy and the cold wind was still blowing, but the cleaning workers had already come to the streets to clean. The sound of "rustling" sweeping the floor woke me up from my dream. As long as you open the window, you can see that the cleaner is still working hard in orange clothes as before, creating smooth and snow-free roads for children to go to school and adults to go to work. It also creates a clean and comfortable environment for us.
At noon in the summer, the sun is like a fire. The sun shines on the earth like a big fireball. It seems that the earth has been roasted. The small flowers and grass are also drooping. The dogs of each family stick out their tongues. They Our house has been flooded with saliva, and people can only hide in the air-conditioned room in the house. At this moment, the cleaning worker is still sticking to his post, but his face has turned red, sweat is all over his face, and it is soaked in sweat. They had it in their clothes, but when the dustpan was full, they had to go to the garbage dump. The stench was overwhelming, but they had no complaints.
When night falls and the lights come on, people after get off work and school go home to be more reunited. Delicious food is all in front of them, but the cleaning workers work tirelessly. They have been cleaning up the garbage left by people on the streets. , when we were walking downstairs after eating, we only saw the tired figures of the cleaning workers slowly disappearing on the street...
The cleaning workers are so hard, they are really urban beauticians, I Please don't litter in the future, so that they have one less person to clean up. Please don't litter. Essay about sanitation workers 2
I admire so many people. I admire my mother's ability to cook well. I admired my father's strong physique. I admire my grandma for sewing clothes. I admire my grandfather's extensive knowledge. As much as I adore them, who do I most admire who work for people from morning to night, serving them in a way that no one knows? d? Sanitation workers.
I remember that every day on the way to school, I saw sanitation workers cleaning the streets so that everyone could walk on clean streets. Once, I saw a sanitation worker on the way to school. He was a young aunt. When I finished drinking the milk and threw the milk carton on the ground, my aunt's face immediately became serious. She picked up the milk carton and asked me, "Did you throw it away?" I was scared and said, "I threw it away." The aunt smiled and said, "Children, you shouldn't throw the trash on the ground. You should put the trash on the ground." Throw it in the trash. If everyone throws trash like you, isn’t there trash everywhere in the world? "How can everyone live in a beautiful and comfortable environment? "I nodded and said, "Auntie, I'm sorry! Next time I will throw the rubbish into the trash can. "The aunt smiled knowingly, then picked up the broom and continued to sweep the street. I looked at her back and thought, "Ah! How much this sanitation aunt deserves our admiration... No, it should be said that the sanitation workers deserve our admiration! "
"Ah! Sanitation workers, when we are sleeping, you are still cleaning the streets. In the cold winter, when we are all hiding in our homes to keep warm, you are still clearing endless roads. You are not afraid of the cold and hard work, and you clean the streets silently so that everyone can walk on a clean road. But people are unkind. When you clean the place, people throw rubbish there, but you never complain. "I want to say from the bottom of my heart: "Let us no longer destroy the environment, let us protect this unique home together! "Composition 3 about sanitation workers
A ray of light from the sun shines on the earth, shining red on the face of the flowers and straightening the waist of the willow trees. The breeze gently blows across the river, leaving traces of the years. .
It was another warm spring day. I looked at the slightly dirty floor at home and was about to clean it up. I glanced at the broom standing beside me. He tilted his head slightly, as if he was cleaning it. Thinking about some "philosophy of life" and not giving him a chance to choose, I picked up the broom as easily as a chicken. However, sweeping the floor is not easy. I have to bend down and move my arms and legs. , I only finished sweeping one room, and I was so tired that I couldn't stand up straight. But the broom seemed to be fine, standing upright against the wall, like a soldier who was ready to obey orders.
I looked at him and thought that I couldn't lose to a broom, so I "regained my strength" and continued to sweep the floor. I hunched over, hunched my back, looking for dust footprints on the ground, and " With the perfect combination of "fiery eyes and golden eyes" and the "perfect fit" of the broom, there is nowhere to hide the dust - the floor of the last room is full of dust, but the broom is neither too dirty nor too tired. It uses its countless legs to hold the garbage in its lap. Before, just like a tall mother teaching her children to walk, the broom is also teaching the dust people to learn to walk and escorting them to the "Dust Base Camp".
After a while, through the efforts of me and the broom, the dust in this room was piled together, like a small slope. At this time, I swept the garbage into the dustpan, and the sweeping was completed!
Looking at the smooth and tidy floor and the "heroes" who worked hard to sweep the floor clean, I couldn't help but think of the sanitation workers. They are like brooms. They would rather dirty their clothes than clean them. Sweeping the ground cleans one person's clothes, but it beautifies a city! Who says sanitation workers are humble? They are the most beautiful people in the world! Essay about sanitation workers 4
Sanitation workers! I praise you. This world becomes beautiful because of you.
In the early morning, when the sun was shining brightly, I heard the sound of "rustling, rustling" in the dim light. Who is so early? I fell asleep again. When I woke up in the morning, I saw that it was past eleven o'clock. The street was clean and tidy. Compared with the cannon debris all over the ground yesterday, it was a thousand times better. I only saw a sweeper. The garbage sanitation worker was sweeping the streets full of garbage with a big broom. He was wearing very thin clothes and his hands were red from the cold, but his red, vein-covered hands were holding the broom tightly and sweeping hard. , but his face was filled with pride and satisfaction from time to time. Working hard for our clean environment!
I remember it was a midsummer noon, and I was enjoying the air conditioning at home. It was so comfortable. But my mother asked me to buy drinks, so I had to go out. The summer heat is as hot as fire, and the cicadas on the trees keep singing. When I just walked out of the alley, I saw a familiar figure from behind, him! That smile that was full of confidence and seemed familiar, and those red hands full of veins, it was still the sanitation worker! His hands that were tanned by the sun were holding hands. The broom in the middle was sweeping hard, and his vest was already soaked, but his face still showed pride and satisfaction, but there was more determination in his mouth. There are more than 300 professions in the world, but they choose the dirtiest and most tiring job! For our clean environment.
Ah! The person I respect the most——sanitation worker! I praise you. Essay 5 about sanitation workers
Whenever my mother asked me to throw the garbage under the tree in front of the door, I thought of the sanitation workers who were not afraid of getting dirty or suffering.
Two years ago, our village’s economy had developed, but the sanitation had not been improved. There is no garbage dump here, and there are no sanitation workers. There is no place to throw garbage, so every household throws garbage in front of and behind the house. Trash was piled everywhere. Some garbage stacks are as high as a hill, some are not high, but they are lined up in a "road", and some... In the summer, the sun is fierce, and the food residue rots and smells bad. Every time I pass by the garbage, the bad smell makes me cover my nose; in the winter, when the wind blows, plastic bags and other garbage fly everywhere. Several times when I was resting, I saw several plastic bags flying and falling in the sky.
Since the introduction of sanitation workers, these phenomena have gone away forever.
When I go to and from school every day, I always see sanitation workers cleaning the roads. They are not afraid of getting dirty, pushing the garbage truck and cleaning everywhere. In the summer, they were sweating profusely and the sun was very poisonous. They came wearing blue long coats. There is a lot of garbage, and when food residues such as watermelon rinds rot, they give off an unpleasant smell. For the sake of environmental sanitation, they put on masks and gloves and disposed of the garbage cleanly. In winter, the north wind whistled, and the weather was very cold. The cold wind blew their cheeks red. They were still sweeping, but it seemed that they couldn't finish sweeping the leaves. After sweeping one place, there were more in another.
Therefore, every time my mother asks me to throw away the garbage, I will think of these sanitation workers. Not only me, but most of us will think of it. Without having to bend down twice, they quickly took out the garbage to be thrown away at home and threw it directly into the car. Essay about sanitation workers 6
Unconsciously, I came across too many essays about praising sanitation workers, and I felt inexplicably resistant: Why should we praise sanitation workers? I was shocked, were they... bad?
Indeed, they are not good.
I remember that every article praising sanitation workers mentioned the words "hard-working and simple" and "hard-working and uncomplaining", but is this really the case? When you get up early every day, you can see the "hard-working" figures of sanitation workers: the garbage is all over the floor, carrying a big sweeper and sweeping it, "Pah!" spitting on the ground, cursing and complaining about it. Weather, complaining about the injustice of fate to him. It’s really “hard-working and simple”! I can't help but be disappointed. What about the sanitation workers who deserve praise?
Only then did I realize that "simplicity" has long been submerged by the reality of the world. Sanitation workers are human beings too and have to support their families. The money spent sweeping the floors every day is only enough to solve the food and clothing problem. Why do you work so hard for that little money? Knowing the "hidden rules" of the cleaning industry, I can't help but find it funny: when the leader comes to inspect, he pretends to work seriously; when the inspection person leaves, it's "nephew holding a lantern - it's the same as usual". Working for profit, maybe this is human nature.
Close the book, close your eyes, and continue to enjoy the caress of the afternoon sun. To those sanitation workers in every corner of the world, come on and work! Essay on Sanitation Workers 7
The afterglow of the setting sun is always warm and beautiful, the sky is reddish, and the colorful clouds are about to burst out at the end.
Occasionally, there was a bit of cold wind in the wind, blowing on my face like a knife. I may forget every little thing, but the figure of that person will never be forgotten...
There was a drizzle in the sky, and there was a cold wind in the rain. In the evening in the city, most people are busy working on their lives, and every house shines with a golden light. They all stayed in a warm and comfortable home, but I was still walking on the way home.
I was walking leisurely and leisurely, and suddenly a trace of fluorescence flashed on the street. I squinted my eyes and saw a cleaner in orange clothing working diligently. I thought to myself: Are you still working in such a cold weather? I couldn't help but take a closer look. His face was red, probably because of the cold wind! But there were still a few big drops of sweat on his forehead! From time to time, he would put his hands on his waist and breathe heavily. I could feel that he was very tired.
I bravely walked over and asked: "Uncle, why are you still working in such a cold weather?"
"Isn't it for the environment of this city?" As he said, he He leaned down and started sweeping again.
"Are you tired?"
"I am tired, but in order to protect the city's environment, I have to keep working." He said while sweeping the floor. My heart was shocked. It was getting late, so I walked home step by step.
At this time, the rain stopped and the sky became clear. I looked back and saw the sun shining on him, casting a golden shadow on the ground. I raised my head and looked at the sunset. I felt that I would never forget the figure in the afterglow, because I also wanted to be a dedicated and dedicated person like him.
Guidance: Yangquan Zhuoer Education and Training School Writing an Essay on Sanitation Workers 8
Every night around ten o'clock, people who have worked for a day are about to fall asleep, and the bustling city gradually becomes quiet. "Empty throat, empty throat", this sound often comes from the path next to my house, sometimes accompanied by people's conversations. This aroused my curiosity.
One morning, I asked my dad what was going on. My father told me that this was the night shift sanitation workers transporting the collected garbage to the garbage transfer station. It turns out there is a garbage transfer station near my house. Dad said he would take me to the garbage transfer station on Saturday morning to see the sanitation workers at work.
This morning, my father took me to the transfer station. When I was still some distance away from the transfer station, I smelled a pungent odor. I quickly covered my nose and wanted to go home. But my father pulled me and continued to move forward. As we walked to the door, the smell became even stronger. I frowned and kept blaming my father for bringing me to such a ghost place.
At this time, I saw a sanitation worker handling garbage. He was holding a shovel and struggling to shovel the garbage off the car. With each shovel, the smell became stronger. I couldn't bear it any longer, but the worker seemed very calm and was working seriously. Soon, his face and clothes were covered with dust, and his whole person was extremely dirty. But he didn't care at all until he finished taking care of the garbage truck, then he got in the car and went to clean the street.
On the way home, I saw that the streets were very clean and the sky was blue. I took a deep breath and smelled the faint scent of osmanthus in the air. Ah, how wonderful our life is! Without these respectable sanitation workers, the city we live in would be a huge garbage dump, the roads would not be so clean, the sky would not be so blue, and the air would not be so fragrant.
Thank you, respectable sanitation workers. You gave the stench to yourself, but you gave the city the fragrance, and you gave the beauty to everyone. I secretly made up my mind to stop littering in the future. Composition 9 about a sanitation worker
With a "click", I jumped over a puddle, and then stepped over a bag of garbage with a "click".
Just when I was happy about my quick movements, "Whoa!" A car drove by, and my body was splashed all over by the water splashed when the car ran over the puddle. It's so cold! It's been cold to my heart. I lowered my head in disappointment and walked home slowly. When I turned around, I found that the sanitation worker who was sweeping the street was busy picking up a broom and pushing the water in the puddle outwards, trying to push the water into the drainage channel on one side. I found that the water is difficult to sweep. Once you slow down, it will flow back and there will be no time. The sanitation worker had to sweep it over and over again. I turned around involuntarily and walked towards the sanitation aunt.
I saw that the orange and blue overalls on my aunt's body were soaked by rain and sweat, and her face, which was covered by rain hats, was also sweating. When I saw it, I couldn't help but said to her: "Auntie, you have worked hard. But on this rainy day, even if you sweep away this puddle of water, there will be another puddle of water when it rains!" After hearing this, she simply said: " Sweep a little, count a little." I looked at the small crystal water droplets splashed by my aunt when sweeping the water, and my heart slowly became warmer.
Slowly, the rain became heavier again. I walked home quickly. At home, I saw through the rain-washed window that the puddle that the sanitation worker had once swept away was filled with water again. All the cars slowed down and drove slowly when they drove over. Some water droplets splashed, but I thought of the hard work of the sanitation workers and the respect of the drivers passing by. I felt that these small water droplets conveyed the warmth of love.
Essay 10 about sanitation workers
Do you know who makes the city so clean? Who is the first to appear on the road every day? It's a sanitation worker!
Our city has flowers and grass, but there is very little garbage in these beautiful scenery. This is all due to the sanitation workers! At three or four o'clock in the morning, I believe many people like me are still immersed in sleep. However, at this time, the hard-working sanitation workers have come to the road alone. Taking advantage of the lack of pedestrians on the road, they quickly clean up the paper, peels and household garbage. . As the number of pedestrians on the road gradually increases, the garbage is being cleaned slower and slower. Some pedestrians are not considerate of others at all. Even if they are just next to the trash can, they don't want to hold on to the finished peel for a while. Throw it away. And those peels and paper scraps rolled into the middle of the road as the car went away. At this time, sanitation workers have to walk through the motorway, risk their lives to pick them up, and put them where they belong. Sometimes, when sanitation workers see some pedestrians throwing away garbage, they quickly lift the phenyl and signal them to throw it inside, but they even pretend not to see it and let the garbage fall, and the sanitation workers silently pick it up again. . I suddenly remembered what the teacher said: "As long as we don't litter, the sanitation workers won't have to work so hard." Yes, protecting the environment is the responsibility of every citizen. Why can't we be considerate of sanitation workers? Think about it, if there were no sanitation workers in our city, we would not have our comfortable and elegant living environment.
I am willing to respect you, sanitation worker, and I am even more willing to be considerate of you. Essay about sanitation workers 11
Who cleans our land, who is not blocked by wind and rain and cleans the garbage on the ground over and over again, that is the hard-working sanitation worker. In order to protect our land from environmental pollution, sanitation workers start working at three or four in the morning. In autumn, they have to work overtime and work hard to sweep the fallen leaves on the ground. In winter, they would shovel the snow on the ground with heavy shovels in the early morning.
I remember one time, I came home from school at noon. While walking, it suddenly started raining heavily, and I hurried home. As soon as I entered the community, I saw a sanitation worker cleaning up garbage next to a trash can. There were bags of garbage on the ground. Those who threw away garbage were so lazy. I passed by the trash can and smelled a pungent stench. I saw that the sanitation workers didn’t have umbrellas or raincoats. They were doing it to keep the community clean. Not afraid of the stinking smell, he just worked hard to clean up the garbage and threw the garbage bag by bag into his garbage truck. The rain gradually stopped. When I went to school in the afternoon, I passed the trash can again. There was no garbage around the trash can, and the pungent smell also disappeared.
Sanitation workers are the beauticians of our city. It is the sanitation workers who keep our city clean. The sanitation workers are not afraid of the wind and rain. They get up so early in the morning to work. I can hear the sound of the sanitation workers sweeping the floor every night. I am very grateful to the sanitation workers who beautify our city. Let me tell you: it is really not easy for sanitation workers. Please stop littering and take care of our environment! Essay on Sanitation Workers 12
Sanitation workers uncles and aunts, I want to say to you: "You have worked hard!"
I understand that you have to start at five o'clock every morning Work involves cleaning in quiet streets. I understand that your family is old and young, and you only live in a narrow house. Moreover, although prices are high now, you still have to pay for various daily expenses. I understand that because of work, you have not been home for many years. Your relatives and friends back home miss you day and night... Uncles and aunts, you are the beauticians of the city, and we need you! Without you, the city would be filled with garbage everywhere! Looking at how dirty you all look, you can imagine how much disgusting garbage you have to face every day! I understand that the reason why you went on strike last time to demand a wage increase was not to create trouble intentionally, but just for the most basic livelihood!
The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and everyone is looking forward to being reunited with their families and spending the New Year happily together. But because most of you are concerned about the environmental sanitation of our city, you voluntarily gave up the opportunity to go home and are still working in your posts. I really hope that you can have a happy New Year like us. Even if you don’t have family to accompany you for the reunion dinner, you can still have a meal with other brothers and sisters who come from other places to work!
Only you can we see clean and beautiful streets! I want to say to you: "Thank you for your hard work!" Essay on Sanitation Workers 13
In places where you can't see, there are many people working hard in every corner of the city. - They are sanitation workers.
‘Wah-wah’, it was this sound that woke me up from my sleep. I got out of bed impatiently and opened the curtains - a mother-in-law in her fifties or sixties was sweeping with a big broom. I was stunned: the white hair set off the pale and haggard face. Through the curtains, I saw my mother-in-law's wrinkled hands; she was sweeping hard.
Just like this, I watched it for a long, long time.
As I thought about it, various images came to mind: An uncle was unfortunately hit by a car while trying to pick up a plastic bottle on the road and went to another world. An aunt unfortunately became seriously ill and died because of smelling the dirty and smelly garbage every day...
Facing those people who lack moral sense, sanitation workers can only shake their heads again and again, and again and again Sweep the floor again. Do you know? When you were all asleep and enjoying the fragrance of your dreams, someone was sweeping the floor in the dark. At dawn, who is sweeping the ground with a broom and putting on beautiful new clothes for the city? Who rushes to pick up the garbage when you throw it away...
Sanitation workers - how much bullying have you suffered! But you are willing to stick to your posts.
Every profession should be respected. Even if you make a mistake, you still have the right to be forgiven, right? Essay on Sanitation Workers 14
The rays of sunshine in the early morning shine on the city, making the city become more beautiful. At this time, you are enjoying its freshness, its tranquility, its sunshine, its neat beauty, and the good mood it brings you. Do you know who brought me to our place? Is the city so beautifully decorated and so dazzling? They are the sanitation workers who work hard day and night under the stars and the moon.
When sanitation workers are working hard on the streets in the early morning, I believe most citizens are still asleep; when there is not a single person on the quiet streets, they are already running around the streets with brooms. , the orange-red overalls were shining with little bits of light under the reflection of the street lights. They have no rhetoric, only silent dedication. The hard sweat washes away the dirt of the city and creates a new and warm environment for people.
A sanitation worker needs to work year after year. He must gather at 4 o'clock every morning until early morning, and sanitation workers are everywhere. On average, each sanitation worker cleans an area of ??nearly 10,000 square meters every day. When encountering a typhoon or raining, cleaning is the most difficult. Sometimes I want to stay at home and wait for the wind and rain to pass before going out to clean, but when I see the messy and dirty ground, I feel uncomfortable...
What would our city look like without these sanitation workers? Students, let us respect the fruits of labor of sanitation workers! Don't throw away rubbish! Throwing garbage into the trash can is just a piece of cake, but if each of us does this, it will reduce the burden on sanitation workers, so that they no longer have to go out early and come back late.
They are the people we should respect the most. Essay on Sanitation Workers 15
On the morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, I was called to pay New Year greetings with my sleepy eyes open. I saw only firecracker crumbs and cannon barrels all over the ground. It was really "horrible". An orange figure was cleaning the road on the street where the cold wind was howling. The cold and moist air condensed on her face, like a layer of frost. Who can fight alone on the street for the beauty of the city and the cleanliness of the road in the cold winter and the days of family reunion? The answer is sanitation workers.
Many people think that sanitation workers are a low-level profession, because sanitation workers are very hard-working. They have to start work before dawn and risk being hit by cars to sweep floors on the streets every day, and their wages are very small. . But people cannot do without the hard work of sanitation workers. Although their work is dirty and tiring, they still do it diligently and are very dedicated and committed! In order for everyone to live more comfortably, they serve silently and behind the scenes.
Just a month or two ago, there were incidents where sanitation workers rescued people who had fallen into the water. The water was so cold at that time, but the sanitation workers jumped in regardless of their own safety, and finally saved a life. Therefore, I think whether a person is noble depends not on his career, but on his thoughts and actions. There is no distinction between high and low professions. Anyone who works hard is worthy of respect.
Everyone has gone home to celebrate the New Year. How many people would think that there are still sanitation workers working hard sweeping the floors on the cold streets? It is the sanitation workers with this kind of silent dedication that enable us to live in a clean city. What would our world be like without sanitation workers? So, let us not litter and respect the work of sanitation workers.