Praise the beauty of the cleaner, the more beautiful the better, urgent! ! ! (* _ _ *) Hee hee ...

Last night, the fragrance floated ten miles, and now a city is scattered. The old year added life to others, and Kangling was clean. Who created this great miracle? It's you, cleaner! Cleaner, I want to say thank you!

You, the unknown great men in Qian Qian, not only have to create miracles for everyone in this happy festival, but you have been working hard in the scorching sun, cold nights, strong winds and heavy rains for many years. ......

It is you who let Luffy's sprinkler shed a fresh dawn; It's you, waving a broom, wiping away the dirt of the city, making the city clean and radiant, and welcoming the first kiss in the morning of the East. ......

If someone asks: Do you feel hot? I think everyone will definitely say without hesitation: "Hot! Very hot! " Yes, in mid-June, we were surrounded by the summer craze! Especially at noon, the bustling community in the past is now deserted! People hide in air-conditioned rooms to enjoy the cool. In such hot weather, the only thing I admire is the cleaners who work hard to clean the streets. Look! Glittering sweat soaked their clothes, and the burning sun reddened their faces.

It was a weekend afternoon. On my way to the swimming pool, I suddenly met a cleaner cleaning the cesspool. Under the scorching sun, he unscrewed the pool cover with pliers, and then went down to dig out the manure. He saw his lower body sink into the dung and pulled it out one by one with his own hands. This cesspit is five meters long and three meters wide. It will take at least one afternoon. I asked myself strangely: it's so hot, why did he dig dung in the cesspool? I asked their monitor with questions. The monitor said: "Because this is to serve the interests of the people, we must persist even if we try harder. This cleaner is an advanced member of our team, but his salary has only been reported to 800 yuan. " "Then why not promote his official position?" I asked in surprise. The captain said: "In fact, the superior has long wanted to promote his official position, but what's the use?" He himself disagreed. "After listening to this touching story, I couldn't help being moved. I have given up the idea of going to the swimming pool to soak in it to cool off. I just want to stay here quietly. After a while, I went to the cleaner and said kindly, "Uncle, you have worked hard, have a rest!" " "But he said firmly:" This is to serve the public and can't be delayed for a minute. " I watched him work silently, and my eyes couldn't help being "stunned". Time is getting faster and faster, and more and more people are crowded around. Everyone offered condolences, and some asked, "Are you thirsty? Is it hot? " Some asked, "Have a rest!" Countless greetings and countless concerns were deceived by his beautiful lies. Everyone thinks the same as me: even serving the public doesn't have to be so hard! After an afternoon, the cleaner dug out the cesspool and left quietly. Looking at his distant back, I gradually understand that he is a noble person around me, working hard for everyone to live in a beautiful environment in obscurity.

When heroes are mentioned, people will think of soldiers who fought for the revolution in battle, or people who made contributions in a certain scientific field, or people who were brave. And the heroes I'm talking about today are a group of ordinary people. They are cleaners.

Although they look simple and simple, they are no different from us. But they are really amazing, which is a fact that we can see for ourselves.

The cleaner is so small, but so noble. They are the guardians of Green Home and beautiful homeland.

Day after day, year after year. Dedicated silently in that humble post.

In summer, when we are still enjoying the cool at home, they stick to their posts in the heat. They never seem to be afraid of the warmth of the sun and the pungent smell of garbage. The sweat on his face is so crystal clear in the sun.

In winter, when we are still enjoying the warmth at home, they use their frozen hands to pick up every leaf that has been blown off by the wind and clean every street. Every corner of life has their footprints.

Their bodies are industrious; My heart is kind: I remember one winter morning, it snowed as big as goose feathers. On my way to school, I suddenly fell down, and a cleaner next to me helped me up. From this time on, every day on the way to and from school, I pay more attention to the old man and give him a respectful look.

They have paid so much, but the cleaner is a role that is often overlooked. Sometimes we throw scraps of paper and all kinds of rubbish on the ground or in front of them. Even so, the cleaners who have been paying don't care, work hard, and still take pains to defend our city every day, trying to make our city clean and tidy. They traded their own dirt for the cleanliness of the city, so what we did was obviously wrong.

The city belongs to all of us, and only we can join hands with the cleaners to defend our home. Only in this way will our home be more beautiful; Our life will be better!

Here, I would also like to pay tribute to the cleaners all over the world: "You are beauticians of the city, messengers of creating a beautiful home, and heroes in my heart. You have worked hard! "