It's five or six in the morning. After being awakened by the thunderstorm outside the window, I can't sleep anymore. Standing by the window alone, I was thinking about this day's trip. Suddenly, a thin orange figure caught my eye. Although the wide square is washed like a mirror by rain, there are still many stains; The mirror can't be washed away by rain, and it needs the most beautiful people in the city to clean it.
This is an amiable old cleaner; Temples are gray; Wrinkles spread like ripples on the yellow face. She is wearing a shabby and thin dress. On the orange vest, three big characters are written: cleaner. Here is a line of small print: Clean the city and benefit the people. The old lady wore a simple hat and a broom on her head, and worked diligently. In fact, many people may not like cleaners; But think about it carefully, without them, the city will become a garbage dump, which will endanger people's health after rancidity.
An uncle came face to face: holding a milk box in one hand and a plastic bag with steamed buns in the other; Holding an umbrella in the other hand. Seeing a cleaner in the distance, I walked up to him disdainfully. When he was about 10 meters away from the cleaner, Uncle put the milk box in his pocket. After tying it, he threw it at the feet of the cleaner, smacked his mouth and clapped his hands. Then I left impatiently. Such people are disgusting, I think. The cleaner was not angry, but shook his head helplessly, squatted down hard to pick up the cold milk box and threw it into the garbage truck behind him.
I believe that in this life, cleaning is a very humble job for many people, right? But you know, how could there be a beautiful city like ours without the millions of Qian Qian cleaners in the world? We should not discriminate against cleaners, but we should respect them.
I respect such people. In life, we will meet all kinds of people, some you admire, some you despise and some you sigh. In my memory, there is such a person, I am in awe, although I don't know him.
On my way home that day, when I left the crossing, I saw an old woman stumbling on the ground, her face wrinkled with pain, gasping for breath, praying for passers-by with helpless eyes, hoping that someone could help her. However, as soon as people leave, I am also worried about whether they have touched porcelain. Tencent News once reported such a thing. As a result, helping others was wrongly paid a lot of money. I have no money and little social experience. I stood by, hesitant and in a dilemma.
A ringing bell rang and a young man on a bicycle stopped. Without hesitation, he ran to a car full of old women, leaned down and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you, old man?" Did you fall hard? Why don't I help you up first? Grandma's voice is very small: "The medicine … is in my … bag." "The young man quickly dug out a bottle of medicine from the old woman's bag. The middle-aged man handed me a bottle of water, and the young man quickly unscrewed the bottle cap and gave the grandmother medicine. After a few minutes, grandma's condition seems to have eased and her face is relatively calm. She told everyone that she should have a heart attack and needed to go to the hospital for treatment. Just then, a taxi passed by and the young man stopped it at once. As soon as the driver heard what happened, he immediately agreed to send grandma to the hospital for free. They carefully helped the grandmother into the car. The young man rode a bicycle and followed the taxi. He didn't trust his grandmother and said he would go to the hospital.
I looked at the young man's distant back, but I felt that his image was getting bigger and bigger. I'm really ashamed to think of my behavior. The gap between people is not that small.
Although it has been a long time, the tall figure of the young man has always been in my mind. Such people will always deserve my respect.
I respect such people. Looking at this bag of beef jerky in my hand, I felt another wave in my heart. I tried my best to remember that face. I remembered that I had just lost him, my good neighbor.
He is in his forties, of medium build, with a yellow face and full hair. His face is really unique. Fangfang's face is like a "loess high slope", uneven. His eyes are small, as if they were closed, and the narrow eye sockets are like two gullies on a "high slope". A big nose sets off a smiling mouth. He is so simple.
From grandma's mouth, I heard some news about him. There are six people in his family, he, his wife, his three children and his mother. He wants to be a pillar and support this family. He and his wife opened a small department store across the street, and every time they walked into his store, customers would be infected by his enthusiasm. The goods in the shop are cheap and good, and everyone likes to go to his shop to buy things. Every time a customer finishes shopping, he will always hand over a plastic bag and send a warm blessing and smile.
His small shop is booming, so it is regarded as a competitor by colleagues around him. Although he always smiles at ordinary times, until this happened, his colleagues thought this smile was a mockery of them. One summer, it was very stormy, and a shopkeeper's goods were blown down by the wind and scattered all over the floor. When the shopkeeper panicked, he was coming out of the shop. Seeing this, he plunged into the heavy rain. With the rustling sound of water, he picked up the goods that had fallen into the water and handed them to the shopkeeper. While picking it up, he called for help ... When the food was finished, he waved to the shopkeeper and left. At this point, it cleared up.
He's leaving! I didn't believe it until I saw the word "rent" posted on his door. It turned out that because of a lawsuit, he couldn't hold his head in front of his relatives and friends, and the funds became scarce, so he decided to leave. Before leaving, he asked someone to bring me something-a bag of beef jerky, which brought me great emotional shock and caused waves in my heart. ...
He deserves my respect.
I respect such people. Everyone deserves to be respected, and so do helpful people, because they are excellent.
Some people have no respect for others. It's like work, things and so on. I remember once going to Beijing with my father, but there were too many people, so I got off the train and went to the subway station. I want to enjoy the elegance of Beijing together, but there are too many people. Father got on the subway, but I didn't. I looked at the dark wall in front, and the people behind me went up, but I couldn't get in or out. I'm like an ant on hot bricks. I screamed, and suddenly a powerful force behind me pushed me in when I closed the door. When I left the subway, I saw the man who helped me. His left skirt fluttered in the wind, and I was shocked at that time. He is a disabled person. I nodded to her, silently said thank you, and she nodded. I just stood there, recalling my previous mistakes, laughing at those disabled people before, playing with them, thinking of some regrets.
I remember another passage, everyone is an apple bitten by God, and those disabled people are no different, except that God likes its sweetness and takes an extra bite.
Think about us normal people, who will only kill each other for a little thing and fight for a little benefit, while those disabled people are making contributions to society in obscurity. They are real unsung heroes. They are only physically disabled, while we may be mentally disabled. They are great and noble.
But we can't change the fate of others, but we can change ourselves. We should respect others, and so should those apples that have been bitten a lot. I respect people like you. Instead of crowding out and mocking them, this is respect for them.
Such people make me respect 5 "achievements and respect"
My most respected scientist is Madame Curie, formerly known as Marie Skorodowska famous French Polish physicist and chemist.
The Curies discovered a radioactive substance in pitchblende and named this new element polonium after Poland. Since then, the Curies have studied and practiced the earliest radiochemistry working methods together. Later, they extracted stronger radium from asphalt.
Madame Curie was the first female scientist to win the Nobel Prize twice and one of the pioneers of the atomic age.
"indifferent to fame and fortune"
Madame Curie doesn't care about winning honor. She donated prizes to science and gave medals to her children to play with. Madame Curie once said: "I want children to know that honor is just a toy, which can only be played." Never be too true, otherwise you will accomplish nothing. "
Once, they received an invitation to become professors. At first, they agreed, but in order to continue studying radium, they gave up.
"frugal life"
When Madame Curie got married, there were only two chairs in the new house. Pierre felt that there were too few chairs, so he suggested adding more chairs in case the guests came and had nowhere to sit. Madame Curie said, "What if there are more chairs and guests come and sit here?" So in order to have more time to study radium, it is best not to increase it! "
"Fight against fate"
In her thirties, Madame Curie successfully obtained a doctor of science degree, but the good times did not last long. A few years later, Madame Curie's husband was run over and killed by a carriage. Madame Curie did not give up because of this accident, but independently provoked the heavy responsibility of family and career.
Madame Curie's persistent spirit of leaving everything behind is worth learning. Madame Curie once said: "I have never been lucky, and I will never expect to be lucky in the future." My highest principle is that no matter what difficulties I face, I will not give in! "
The scientist I respect most is Madame Curie, none of whom.
I respect such people. He is Sun Shaoping, the child of an ordinary farmer in an ordinary world.
Poor family conditions, in order to let his sister go to college, he decided to drop out of school. But he didn't give up his dream. In order to know more about the world and find the life he wants, he resolutely decided to go out to work. A bag of rags, a strong body, a fiery beating heart and a yearning for a better life in the future are all his luggage. I respect such people who are not afraid of reality and persist in their efforts!
There are old people at home and a sister who is studying. Although my brother earned a lot of money by opening a brick factory and took care of the old people and sisters at home, he still sent his hard-earned money with sweat and physical strength to his parents and his sister who went to college every month. He wants to tell them that he is also a son, can be independent, and can bear the responsibility of the family. I respect this caring and responsible person!
He could have gone back to run a brick factory with his brother, and the family would have made money together and would not have to suffer so much outside. But he didn't choose to rely on the big tree of his brother. He chose independence and fought against reality. He doesn't want to surrender to reality! I respect such an independent person who dares to face life!
Someone always said, "If you want to live, you must live tall, not as timid as a farmer!" " But do they know that farmers like Sun Shaoping can't speak loudly or be cynical and worry about the fate of mankind? They must first change their living conditions, and at the same time, they will not give up their spiritual pursuit. They will not despise the secular life of ordinary people, but will try their best to make their life pursuit reach a higher level.
He is the son of a farmer and the son of a poor farmer, but he is better than most people who are much better than him. He is a coal miner, humble and despised, but better than those so-called leaders who are vegetarian. He has been fighting for ideals, creating for hope and fighting for responsibility!
He lived in a great and ordinary world, but he became an ordinary and great man. Don't such people deserve our respect?
I respect such people. Everyone's life is full of encounters. Some people are close, but eventually they will separate. Some people don't know their names, but they still remember them clearly.
The person I respect most is Grandpa Li, who lived in the same neighborhood as a child. According to them, Grandpa Li is a craftsman. He is over seventy years old. He has been grinding knives for forty or fifty years and lives alone. Every day after lunch, I can always hear the grinding sound of "rustling sand". As soon as I heard the sound, someone went home to get a knife. Sometimes there are too many people sharpening their knives to wait in line; Sometimes there are few people, and Grandpa Li is not in a hurry. He went to a nearby restaurant and bought a pot of light fragrant tea to drink. Even though someone came to sharpen the knife during this time, Grandpa Li walked slowly and drank tea. He is never afraid of losing things, not only because he only has a set of sharpening tools and several cups, but also because he believes that there are many good people in the world, and he believes in the character of people in the community.
Once, my knife was dull, so I went to see Grandpa Li to sharpen it. I asked him how much it costs to sharpen a knife. He blurted out, "Five dollars a pair, children are not deceived." He raised his head as he spoke. I saw a pair of clear and bright eyes. From his eyes, I saw the simplicity of a craftsman who has lived for decades. Without any filth, I can see black and white, deep black and bright white. I can't see a wrinkle on his face. I took another look at his "studio" and asked, "Grandpa Li, don't you sell knives?" Grandpa Li answered me in a pure dialect: "Why do you sell knives? Everyone has a knife at home. Take it and file it again, and you can use it again! " Since then, I have been paying tribute to Grandpa Li.
Later, for some reason, a new middle-aged man came to sharpen the knife instead of Grandpa Li. It is said that it is his son, adopted, and has studied sharpening with Grandpa Li for many years. Although the knife sharpened by middle-aged people is also very good, I still miss Grandpa Li, the sight of him sharpening his knife in the scorching sun, his clear eyes and the fragrance of scented tea mixed in his dialect.
Grandpa Li makes me respect, and his spirit makes me admire even more!
Such people make me respect 8. In life, we will meet all kinds of people, some will make you admire, some will make you moved, and some will make you sigh. But there is one kind of person that deserves our respect.
Early in the morning, looking out of the window, the outside world became covered with silver and green grass, and the gorgeous flowers were covered with quilts without exception.
The sky is still dark, but the white snow makes up for the gloom.
After breakfast, I go to school as usual When I arrived at the gate of the community, I almost slipped, so I slowed down and walked carefully.
I enjoyed the first snow this year happily.
I feel that the whole world has become quiet after it snows. The snow on the road is as thick as a blanket, covered with withered grass and black land, just like putting a white dress on the earth.
When I stepped on it, I felt like a marshmallow, making a "squeaky" sound, so I couldn't help holding a little snow from the ground and playing.
Your hand is icy. It's cold.
Gradually, there is less and less snow on the road. What happened? My heart is full of questions.
After a long walk, I saw several yellow dots moving back and forth in the distance.
I stepped forward and went over to find out. Looking closer, it turned out that several sanitation workers were busy shoveling snow in order to avoid the danger of road icing.
They are very old, and I see kindness and calmness in their weather-beaten faces. Their faces are covered with wrinkles, showing traces of years.
It is really difficult for them to work so early in such cold weather.
Each of them waved the shovel in his hand, and the sound produced by the friction between the shovel and the ground seemed to be playing a solemn symphony.
They get up early and get greedy every day. They use their own hands to make our place more tidy.
They deserve our respect. They are sanitation workers.
Such people make me respect 9. In the hot summer, my grandma and I go shopping because grandma's house is close to the shopping mall. The scorching sun made us sit in a steamer. On the way, I vaguely saw a disabled person selling water.
Finally, I entered the gate of the shopping mall, and a cool feeling came to my face. I helped grandma get what she wanted to buy. Grandma was too tired to carry it, so we changed a shopping cart. At this moment, we saw an old man holding a bottle of water on crutches and gesturing around. I thought it was a water seller, so I asked my grandmother if she wanted to buy a bottle of water. Just then, he suddenly handed the bottle of water to a man who seemed to be begging for something. The man just waved helplessly, and the old man walked away disappointed and continued to carry the bottle of water around.
I didn't understand what was going on at that time. Grandma was busy shopping and didn't notice him. I don't want to get to the bottom of it, but curiosity drives me to know who the old man is. So, I wonder if I can meet him after shopping. There are so many people in the supermarket now, and there are also many people who pay for things. If he sells water, he will definitely choose a crowded place.
As I expected, he appeared in the cashier's office again. The old man asked another person for something, but he was dissatisfied with that person. It looked like he was scolding him. I want to stop him. The old man came to me. I asked him directly, "Why did that man scold you?" He sighed and said, "I just want him to give me the empty bottle that I don't use." "Why didn't he give you the bottle?" The old man said nothing, and then said to me in the same tone, "Do you have an empty bottle? I want to donate empty bottles or some unused things to the disaster area, hoping to change them into money to help those people. " I just found out that he is not a water seller, but a poor "caring person"!
I took out my candy box without hesitation and handed it to him. Grandma also took out an empty bottle from her bag and gave it to him. The old man quickly said, "Thank you!" Then he walked away on crutches.
I think there must be many good people in the world, but there must be very few poor old people who donate like this. Although those things are not worth much money, the love of the elderly deserves our respect.
Such a person makes me respect the most respected person in 10, and that is my grandfather.
Grandpa often said, "You are not fat. With your height, you are fine now. " Grandpa likes me very much since I was a child. When I came out of the womb, the first one hugged me was grandma, and the second one hugged me was grandpa. Grandpa said he didn't cry when he hugged me, but his eyes were teasing me. Every time he said this, his face was always filled with a bright smile.
Grandpa and I have delicious habits. Every time my grandmother says I eat a lot, my grandfather will whisper, "Just like me. Your granddaughter is a delicious mouth, and I am a spiced mouth. " As soon as he said this, grandma and I both giggled.
Every time my father comes home for dinner, he talks about his childhood and mine, and always compares them, thinking about who robbed him of his honey. He always said in front of me and my grandfather, "Hey, your grandfather is partial. I used to hit me with a stick if I couldn't do it well. Now, I'm afraid you'll put it in your mouth and fall into your palm! " This is, grandpa is beside, she chuckled and didn't speak.
Grandpa also has a big hobby: drinking! Drink a small glass every noon and evening. I always ask my grandfather curiously, "Is wine that good?" When grandpa poured a glass of wine, I secretly picked up a chopstick, touched it like a dragonfly and licked it. My first reaction was bitter and spicy. My eyebrows tightened and my face turned red. I asked my grandfather with a ferocious expression, "What's delicious about this wine?" Grandpa shook his glass and looked at the scenery outside the window. He said to me, "Pure wine costs money, and a gold cup costs 10 thousand copper for a hip flask. Pan Yu is so shameful."
This is a story between me and my grandfather. I love him, for him!
Such people make me respect 1 1 "Grandma, I'm so bored! Please tell me a story. " Grandma sat at the door and I walked over.
"Well ... I don't know any legends or anything, so I'll talk about people, just about your neighbor Lin."
"She ah, had a happy family, harm a person, the truth can only be said that nature makes people, was fine, but her husband who works in the construction industry had an accident at work and left. Lao Lin, at that time, everyone had a hard time, and everyone had their own lives. It was impossible to help her take care of her son. She also worked hard for the poor child. A woman forced her child to go to college. "
It turns out that Lin also had such a past. Usually, when we jump rope, we always care about this and that. Teacher Lin, who makes me particularly disgusted, also has such a sad experience!
I can't help but raise a kind of respect for mother-in-law Lin.
When I saw her mother-in-law Lin again, she was slightly hunched, her eyes were narrowing, and she had a nanmu comb in her hair, but her always serious face was kind. She went out with a hoe. It seems that she is going to plow again. "Good mother-in-law Lin, have you eaten?" I went over to say hello to her. "hmm? Good morning. I ate, did you eat? " Mother-in-law Lin looked back and asked. "Well, I just had breakfast." I approached her and said that when I approached, I found that Mrs. Lin had many wrinkles on her face and her hair turned white gradually, but she had a kind smile on her face.
Later, I asked my grandmother, why did Mrs. Lin go to plow at such a big age? Grandma just sighed: "She, it is estimated that she has been working for too long and can't be idle."
Lin is like a plum blossom in the severe winter. She is not afraid of the cold. It is her spirit that makes me respect.
Such people make me respect my grandma 12. She doesn't like to quarrel with others, let alone for interests, and always gives the impression of honesty and peace. If you know something, you won't talk to people at will. When talking to people, always smile gently and never exaggerate or move your fingers. I like it very much.
Grandma's eyes are always bright. Even though she looks old in the years, her temperament and cheerful thoughts will not change. A low nose and wheat-colored skin want to be simple. Those rough hands wrinkled when I pinched the skin a little, but they gave me warmth and security. Although he is not tall, he has supported his family. Let me look at my back and feel very hard and heroic.
Grandma is very good. Even if I am free now, I still have endless things to do. If the bed is not comfortable enough, it is to saw the ready-made wood to the right size and reorder it, then cover it with a quilt and have a comfortable sleep. The roof leaks rain, that is, pick up the bricks and cut the thin transparent bag. Although he is over 70 years old, he climbed the stairs to the roof step by step, covered it and paved it until it didn't leak. ...
Grandma can't read, but that doesn't prevent her from studying. Among them, Mao Zedong's songs are the most. If anyone wants to hear it, they always come with their mouth open. She likes telling stories and listening to them. I wanted to tell her about Gorky's case, and she did it without saying a few words. As expected, she smiled and explained that grandpa could read. When they were alive, they finished their farm work and rested, so she asked grandpa to tell the stories in the book. She also regretted it, but the old lady was feudal at that time. Although a penny can go to school, she firmly disagrees: "It is useless to read too many books."
She is like a saint who comes quietly. It's plain, but it makes me feel extraordinary and respectable.
I respect such people 13. What I want to talk about this time is a foreign friend.
His name is Bian De, and he comes from San Andreas, USA. He is currently working as a teacher in China. Yes, he is my teacher.
It may be because of the employment difficulties of African-Americans. He chose to develop in China, but I think with his handsome face, he won't worry about finding a job anywhere: although his face is black, his whole body is full of vigor, his eyes are bright, his hair is not curled up like other black people, but he has a lovely flat head. Teacher Bian De is very tall, but a sense of intimacy radiates from the inside out, so that people will not be afraid to approach because of their height.
But these are not the reasons why I respect him. I respect him because he devoted himself to the education in China.
How many times did Mr. Bian De prepare lessons until twelve o'clock at night, because he had to give English lessons to children in three places in succession during the day. But even so, his class is lively and interesting, and he won't make the whole class boring because he doesn't have a good rest. This is why we all like Mr. Suntech's class very much.
This respectable teacher has educated people well. He never preaches with a straight face and always speaks softly, but this does not prevent us from listening to him and has achieved good results. I think many famous teachers should learn from him. It is like a key, which opens the lock of English in our hearts, leads us to the temple of knowledge and stimulates our interest in English.
I remember one time, in the third grade, our four friends were so excited that they kept talking and talking that even the teacher couldn't hear us. At that time, I noticed that the teacher's face was a little ugly and seemed very angry, but the next second, the teacher controlled himself and called the names of the four of us. We thought it would be terrible, but the teacher said in a funny voice, "Please listen carefully!" We were made to laugh, and at the same time, our attention returned to the classroom.
I have great respect for Mr. Border. Although I am no longer his student, I will never forget what he did in class and what he did for education in China.
I am awed by such people 14 "I am standing at the top of a mountain ..." The sound of reading is getting louder and louder. Through a layer of glass, it reflects faint yellow light and bright raindrops outside. The heavy rain "Hua-Hua-"seems to disturb the neat sound of reading. ...
After class, it rained heavily and it was dark outside. I ran home with an umbrella. There is something deep in the alley, getting closer and closer-a man in a hat and a garbage truck. There is only enough room for a garbage truck in the alley. I stepped back and he came.
"Little sister! You go first! " Loud voice somehow makes me feel a little warm. Approached, as if I saw an old man at first sight, but a closer look showed that the hat on the old man's head kept dripping, and the water landed on his glasses, wrinkles and nose tip. In short, the whole person is like fishing out water.
There is a trace of tenderness in the eyes.
Look at my surprised eyes, he said slowly, "you. . You look like my granddaughter, but she had an accident and died ... "
"Don't be sad! There are many people in this world who respect you as much as I do. You are not alone! " I said firmly in my eyes. And he was very happy: "Ha ha ha! This is the first time someone has said that about me! Thank you very much I used to think that the life of a cleaner was very hard, but some people would smile at me as if thanking me. Therefore, I work hard every day to bring a beautiful environment to people. My granddaughter is also very happy. However, I learned that my granddaughter died ... "I looked at him with sad eyes. I was about to speak when he beat me to it. He said softly, "Go home, your parents will be worried."
I nodded, waved and turned around, and these words made me unforgettable for a long time. What is his mood now? How did he persist? I don't know these things. I only know that he is a great man, and he is a strong man.
I respect such people 15. In this park, lawn, streets, roads, and other places, even next to trash cans, there are all kinds of garbage thrown by people, melon seeds of all colors, all kinds of food packaging bags, and several plastic bags flying in the wind from time to time.
When people are lying in bed and dreaming sweet dreams, when everything is quiet, only street lamps and twinkling stars in the sky reflect the earth. At this time, sanitation workers have been fighting in the streets. Sanitation workers use their hard sweat to wash the dirt in every corner of the world. Use their sleeping time to create a fresh air, clean ground and extremely beautiful living environment for people. Such people deserve our respect!
Sanitation workers are very ordinary. They are unknown and not noticeable at all. Ordinary people are unknown and not valued. However, it is these ordinary and unknown sanitation workers who use their dirty clothes day after day and year after year. In exchange for wanjiajing. Such people deserve our respect!
In the hot summer, we all blow air conditioners of more than 20 degrees at home. Hiding on the sofa, watching TV and playing mobile phone. But few people know that at a high temperature close to 40 degrees Celsius. Sanitation workers have to work in the big sun for several hours. In the cold winter, when we are baking a heater and blowing hot air conditioning at home, sanitation workers are still cleaning, cleaning the city and cleaning the snow on the ground. Sanitation workers are beautifying every corner of China, whether it is cold winter or hot summer. Really worthy of the admirable title of "urban beautician".
If there are no sanitation workers, the city will be littered with garbage; Without sanitation workers, citizens will not be able to work and live normally; Without sanitation workers, the face of the city will be eclipsed.
Thank you-our city beautician! You deserve our respect!