Poetry about heatstroke prevention of sanitation workers (write a doggerel for sanitation workers at high temperature) 1. Write a doggerel for sanitation workers under high temperature.
Sanitation workers make great contributions and clean the city picturesque.
Sanitation workers have a high level, work hard and have no complaints.
The brilliance of the stars and the moon
Dye your sideburns white
Time's meat cleaver
Carve a ring on your forehead.
hard work
Carved in the calluses on your hands.
Fengyuli
That touch of orange
It's a street lamp for us to move forward.
When the snow falls
That touch of orange
It is refreshing warmth.
When the flood rages
That touch of orange
It's desperate courage.
It is you who gently lift the veil of the city in the morning.
Playing the rustling songs of laborers with brooms.
Corrupt and dirty
You caught them all.
Neat and clean
This is your score.
An understanding eye
Gentle greetings
Conscious maintenance
Is our respect for you.
2. A sentence describing the hard work and sweating of sanitation workers in summer.
At the beginning, the rising sun rose from the lush city of Ran Ran, and every street and alley was smiling; That smile is like a piece of green vegetation, rendering the image of sanitation workers striving for progress.
How many times have I seen you on the way from car to car, and it is your ordinary figure who silently bowed his head and worked; How many times have people seen you in the streets and lanes, and the sweat and dust are so crystal clear. The environment is clean and tidy in your hands, and the gratified smile expresses your simple mood; The city is beautiful in your hands, and the calm words express your selfless heart.
Spring is chilly, and your figure appears on the road for the first time; When people are still sleeping sweetly in warm dreams, you have started the dawn of the city with your efforts. In the hot summer, your figure first appears on the road; When people are still enjoying delicious breakfast at the table, your hard work is singing with the melodious birds singing in the shade.
Autumn wind blows, you are still the first person to get up in this city; When winter comes, you are still the first person to get up in this city; How many days and nights of hard work and dedication, you have contributed to the cleanliness of the city. This is the simple and ordinary you, igniting every brilliant morning glow and then silently drowning in the sea of people; This is the simple you, who wrote a touching morning song with the most sincere love from the bottom of your heart.
People may not remember the date of your festival, but they will not forget their gratitude to you; People may not have a chance to pay tribute to you, but they will send their blessings to your eyes and your heart. When all the streets are woven traffic, your figure exudes the charm of this era; When all the squares are mixed with cheerful laughter, you let the citizens know the meaning of moving with your actions.
On behalf of this city, I salute you. Sincere feelings call for the prosperous atmosphere of the times. On behalf of this city, I salute you. The moving voice defines self-esteem, self-improvement and self-reliance. On behalf of this city, I salute you, hold hands tightly, let sincerity blend, and my heart is full of enthusiasm; I salute you on behalf of this city. I smiled and let go of my hope, and the prospect changed with each passing day. "Praise of Sanitation Workers": "There is no light in the east in the morning, and it is cold.
Thousands of families in Qian Qian are still asleep, and sanitation workers have been on duty. Sweep the garbage with a broom in hand and push the car all over the street.
One person is responsible for a large area and keeps the city clean and bright. Love industry is the hardest, and all walks of life praise it. "
3. Poems praising sanitation workers in midsummer
1. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. (Bai Juyi: "Looking at Wheat Cutting") 2. I live in a city, and when I leave in spring, summer is still clear. (Li Shangyin: (Sunny night)) 3. The first summer was still quiet, and the grass didn't rest. (Xie Lingyun: (Swim the Redstone into the Sailing Sea)) I love the long summer days. (Li Ang: Xia Lian) 7. Residual clouds collect summer heat, and new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can: "Water Pavilion Send Wang Huaying Shaofu Back to County") 8. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. On sunny days, summer will be deep. (Fan Chengda: Happy Sunny Days) 9. Qingjiang River is full of village streams, and everything in Changjiang Village is quiet.
4. Write poems of sanitation workers
Messenger of Poetry-addressed to sanitation workers Author: Zhong Fanhua's streets, quiet alleys, everywhere you have busy footprints.
No matter at dawn or dusk, the streets and alleys of Rongcheng are dotted with your orange figure. Holding a broom, it is you who cleans the streets; Ring the bell, it's you who collect the garbage.
How many winters and summers, how many ups and downs. Broom is important in your heart, and camphor trees on the sidewalk dye your hair from blue to gray.
You make your sweat, together with precious youth and life, into the sweetest honey juice, which exudes fragrance and is full of deep affection and dedication to the city. In the morning, you walked in the streets of Rongcheng, and you walked out of a beautiful poem.
To sanitation workers Author: Little Xuner has covered every corner of the city at dusk, and I can still hear you pushing that broken car with the creaking sound of the sunset. Going back and forth day after day, how many times have I walked, and the vicissitudes of life have gone through countless times, waving my shoulders repeatedly, listening to the fallen leaves telling the endless dawn of autumn. There is still a long way to go before your breakfast, but from the moment you mention the broom, it will be a time of no regrets. Frost flowers cover your wrinkled brow like silver sideburns. They have long been ruthlessly locked by dust. When passers-by turn a blind eye to everything, the child's back has long since disappeared into the sea of people. Yesterday, he cried all night for your appearance on campus. You are holding your sleeves and wiping your eyes with morning dew. The strong exhaust of the car is mixed with the smell of a lady and slaps your cheek mercilessly. You just lift up your sleeves and gently wipe the frost off your eyes. Youth is the past yellow flower. The handle of the cart, which was wet and smooth by the calluses of my hands, led her through more than 20 seasons with warmth. Xia Shuguang stung my eyes severely, but I couldn't grasp the melancholy of tomorrow. It was a clean and tidy road with a smile. The traces I swept made the beautiful scenery of this city.
5. Poems about cleanliness
1, "It's you who greet the first light every day, day after day, year after year, work hard and work hard, and always fight in the front line of sanitation work, no matter whether it's hot or cold, whether it's snowy or snowy!" You are beauticians of the city, messengers to create a better future, and we praise you as "cleaners"! We praise you! No matter whether it is cold or hot, you stick to your post and shuttle on all roads.
The beauty of the city is inseparable from you, and the health of the city is inseparable from you. You are a member of the urban beautification family! 2. Have you ever thought about the creator of this comfortable and beautiful environment when we are walking on clean and spacious streets and when you throw rubbish on the ground? All these creations are the crystallization of the hard work of hardworking and great sanitation workers. 3. As dawn dawned, industrious sanitation workers came to the empty street with brooms and scorpions and swept the street hard.
They cleaned every place in the street, leaving no corner and no dust. In the golden autumn world where red leaves are like fire, sanitation workers sweep the dirty streets in order with the joy of harvest, bright smiles and full of confidence.