In midsummer, there is no cloud or wind in the air, and the sun is burning overhead. All the trees are listless and dejected, standing there lazily as if they were dying. Only cicadas kept calling in the branches, cheering for the scorching sun!
In August, in the hot season, the weather is sultry, but cement workers have no interest in enjoying the beautiful scenery and enjoying the cool. In the hot summer, they are still engaged in intense work. They are already sweating like a pig, and the hot sun shines mercilessly on their tired bodies. Xia Feng blowing slightly can't bring them physical and mental comfort at all, but they completely ignore the pressure of these environments and concentrate on it. It has already flowed down from their faces, and the sweat on their bodies has soaked their clothes and soaked their hair. They seem ignorant, but they still work hard and are not tired. Our workers are ordinary. They are obscure and unobtrusive. Ordinary and unknown. It is these ordinary workers who have made brilliant achievements with their hard work day after day and year after year; Their courage to help others and dedication are sowing spiritual civilization.
If life in every city is like a grand symphony, then cement workers are like notes on the music score. Although the notes are so small and ordinary, they make a pleasant sound in a specific position. It is the small notes that make up the harmonious theme of urban life, and it is the ordinary notes that make up the strong sound of the times.
If our motherland is a starry world, then cement workers are like twinkling stars. Emit a beam of light and heat in your own life trajectory and shine selflessly on others. It is countless unknown stars that make up the magnificent galaxy; It is with these countless unknown stars that they gather into such a splendid starry sky.
I praise ordinary notes, unknown stars, and I praise you more sincerely, respectable cement worker!