This composition praised the street lamp with comments.

Some people like colorful lanterns in festivals, others like the dazzling neon lights on the streets, but I like the unknown street lamps on both sides of the road best. Whenever the messenger of the night comes to the world quietly. Street lamps are on both sides of the road. The orange light is soft, warm and quiet. Under the soft light of the street lamp, everything around has lost its charm, and everything seems to be in a dream, so quiet and mysterious. Under the soft light of street lamps, our town also looks more beautiful. The light hangs down through the mottled tree gap (describing the composition of thunderstorm), and the delicate grass under the tree is like a sleeping baby, lying quietly in the soft light, safe and serene. After a hard day's work, people amuse themselves with leisurely steps under the streetlights, innocent and lovely children play under the streetlights, and cheerful laughter floats in the starry night sky. Late at night, the idle people gradually dispersed and the noisy town quieted down. The scattered pedestrians are all aunts and uncles who work at night. At this time, the street lamp is still silently contributing its quiet light, shining all the light of Bletilla striata on the earth, giving a little light to the night, illuminating the way forward for the people who walk at night, soothing their fears and sending them a little warmth. Street lamps are very common. It is not as radiant as the colorful lights in festivals, and has won the praise of millions of people; Nor is it as charming as neon lights, which makes people have endless reverie. It is not gorgeous, colorful, so inconspicuous that no one will cheer for it, but how extraordinary it is. The guards on both sides of these roads hold their heads high and never bow their heads because of the wind and rain; Day after day, cold comes and summer goes, it always sticks to its post silently, appears when people need it most, and sends people light, warmth and joy; Although I am not noticed, I have no regrets, never beg for anything, and I will not compete with the sun. When the sun shines the first ray of light, it will leave quietly, but it will not be discouraged. But waiting, waiting for the next happy moment to illuminate others. What a great spirit! My friend, when you appreciate the beauty of the night under the street lamp, when there is a street lamp to illuminate your way forward in the dark, have you ever thought about its ordinary and great? Have you ever thought that there are unsung heroes like street lamps everywhere in the 9.6 million square kilometers of our great motherland? The world has become so colorful and beautiful because of you.