Composition of sanitation workers

In daily study, work and life, everyone has dealt with words, and people can use words to achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is the composition of sanitation workers I collected for you. Welcome to read the collection.

A sanitation worker's composition 1 Seeing the grandfather of a sanitation worker struggling to pull the car in front, he stepped forward and said, "Grandpa, let me help you!" Grandpa said shyly, "How can I do that?" "Let me experience it!" "Oh, then you can help! "

I struggled to help grandpa push the cart. He pulls in front and I push behind. When I was pushed uphill, I was out of breath and my waist was almost straight. Finally, on the slope, grandpa said, "Do you want to have a rest?" I pretended to be energetic and said, "Aren't you tired?" Near noon, the sun baked the earth like fire, and I felt my yellow face turned red, like an apple. After pushing for a long time, I found a garbage dump full of rubbish.

Grandpa took out the garbage and took a broom, and I also took one. The broom was really big, as tall as me, and a child weighed a thousand pounds. But I managed to sweep it and swept the scattered garbage to the garbage dump.

Send the garbage away, go back to the community, sweep the scattered leaves around and sweep along the path. Garbage appears in the corner and falls down. It takes a long time to really turn the surrounding garbage into a pile.

When garbage piles up, we should sweep it in a bucket. I picked up the broom and vigorously swept the garbage into the bucket. I was impatient at once. At this time, my grandfather told me to press the bucket tightly before sweeping it in. This time I successfully dumped a lot of garbage into the garbage truck.

The breeze blew as if praising me; Running water, "Ding Ding Dong Dong" seems to be singing for me; The twittering of birds in the trees makes me feel how beautiful the world is. When I got home, my back was not straight. Being a sanitation worker is really hard! So I lay in bed listening to TV, and I didn't even have the strength to watch it.

My aunt asked me to get up this morning and sweep the floor with the sanitation workers in front of the door.

At first, there was not much rubbish, only a few empty plastic bags and orange peels. Then I saw an upside-down instant noodle bucket, which was scattered all over the floor. The ground was so dirty that I didn't dare to look at it, let alone sweep it. Grandma picked up the broom without saying anything, and it was clean after a few sweeps.

We always sweep the rubbish in front. There are many garbage bags at the entrance of the community. There are two places. Those two places over there are dirty. The old woman took another trash can, picked up some garbage bags and threw them in. She took out a bucket and swept them in. I also started to sweep them, but I didn't sweep the garbage bags, only the garbage around me.

The next place is dirtier than the last one. There are four small trash cans next to the plastic bag, but they are all full. Grandma cleaned up the garbage at once as before, and I continued to sweep with a broom.

I have been here for a long time, and the originally dirty road has become very clean. I thought there was no garbage at all.

Many cigarette butts and plastic bags were found in the process of going to Sao. I looked at the garbage in front of me while sweeping.

When the garbage was almost finished by the two of us, I found a lot of garbage in the gap next to the railing, so I picked up a broom and swept it inside, sweeping all the plastic bags there.

After sweeping for an hour, the garbage disappeared and the originally dirty ground became spotless.

Whoever cleans our land, who is not blocked by wind and rain, cleans the garbage on the ground again and again, that is the hard sanitation worker.

In order to protect our land from environmental pollution, sanitation workers began to work at three or four in the morning. In autumn, they have to work overtime to sweep the leaves on the floor. In winter, they shovel snow with heavy shovels in the early morning.

I remember one time, I came home from school at noon. Walking, it suddenly began to rain heavily, and I hurried home. As soon as I entered the community, I saw a sanitation worker cleaning up the garbage next to a trash can. There are several bags of rubbish on the ground. Those people who throw rubbish are really lazy. I passed the trash can and smelled a pungent smell. I saw that the sanitation workers didn't have umbrellas or raincoats. He did it for the sake of cleaning the community. Not afraid of the smell, he just tries to clean up the garbage and throw it into his garbage truck bag by bag. The rain gradually stopped. In the afternoon, when I was at school, I passed the trash can again. There is no garbage around the trash can, and the pungent smell dissipates.

Sanitation workers are beauticians in our city. It was the sanitation workers who cleaned our city. Sanitation workers are not afraid of wind and rain. They get up early in the morning to work. You can hear the sound of sanitation workers sweeping the floor every night. Thank you very much to the sanitation workers who beautify our city. I tell you: it's really not easy for sanitation workers. Please don't litter everywhere, and take care of our environment!

The sanitation worker's composition 4 "sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic, sand ..." I don't know where the sound came from so early. I looked out of the window and it turned out that the sanitation workers were working!

The sanitation worker in his 40 s and 50 s looks very old. He is only skin and bones, with a dark face, which looks particularly rough, and his hair is dry and gray-black, mixed with many white hairs. Hands look dark, dry and rough, covered with cracks and many hard and old cocoons. He wore orange overalls, hunched over, and carefully cleaned the quiet street.

Alas, these sanitation workers are really hard! At four or five o'clock in the morning, when everyone was still sleeping, they came to the empty street with brooms to clean up. At eleven or twelve in the evening, I dragged my tired body home to rest. At noon in summer, we all stay at home to eat popsicles, blow air conditioners and sit on the sofa watching TV. Sanitation workers came out to clean in the sun, their faces flushed, their clothes were soaked with sweat, and a drop of sweat dripped into their eyes, which made them burn. In winter, we all hide at home, wear big cotton-padded jackets and blow the heating, while the sanitation workers clean outside. His face was red with cold, his lips were purple, but he was sweating all over. Sanitation workers stand in the middle of cars coming and going to clean up, which makes people worry. In some scenic spots, tourists throw garbage on cliffs, and sanitation workers go down to pick up garbage, with only two ropes tied to them. Those two ropes are their lifeline. If the rope breaks, their lives will end. Everyone was frightened by this scene.

Sanitation workers, regardless of wind and rain, regardless of cold and heat, have their orange-yellow figures everywhere. They are the "beauticians" of the city and a group of the greatest people!

I'm here to give you a thumbs-up today. The world will be a better place because of you; Because of you, the streets will become cleaner. Rain or shine, you can be seen everywhere in the street. You are devoted to sweeping the streets and never lazy.

You are the most ordinary person like us. But your heart is unique. You have a kind and pure heart. On one occasion, my mother and I walked step by step to the front of Xinhua on the slippery road with umbrellas and strong winds. On the road in front of Xinhuadu, there are two sanitation workers, one wearing a straw hat and the other wearing a shirt. The other one only wore a raincoat slightly. They only care about cleaning the road, and no one says a word to each other, and each sweeps his own, as if he didn't know each other. I saw that the worker in the straw hat had soaked his shirt, but he didn't care. Another worker wearing a raincoat, his head is covered with glittering and translucent raindrops. I thought to myself: I can't let them get wet in the rain. But there is nothing I can do, so I have to give them a thumbs up in my heart and two thumbs up to the street "beautician".

Another time, I was listening to the radio. The radio is introducing a beach cleaner. He is the staff responsible for sending the garbage on the beach to the garbage dump. He gets up early every day and goes to the seaside to transport the garbage cleaned by other comrades to the garbage dump. He often said: "If I am lazy and don't send the garbage to the garbage dump, it will be too sorry for the hard work of other comrades." Yes, won't such a person who loves his job do his career well?

I'll give you a thumbs-up at the moment. No matter where you clean, as long as you love your work and put it into action, I believe that with your existence, the world will become more perfect!

Composition of Sanitation Workers 6 Autumn has come, and the leaves on the trees are all yellow and falling. I walked in the alley, trying to pick up some leaves and go back to make specimens, but there was not even a leaf on the road. I am curious. Looking at the empty road, suddenly a thin figure caught my eye. That's a cleaner sweeping the floor.

This number reminds me of that day again. It's a snowy morning. When I was still asleep, I was awakened by a sound of rustling sand. I complained to myself, "Who is arguing here early in the morning? Do you want people to sleep? " It's a pity to think again.

Now I understand: you are beauticians in the city and messengers to create a perfect future. No matter whether it is cold or hot, you stick to your post and meet the first light. Day after day, year after year, you are conscientious and hard-working. No matter whether it is cold or hot, whether it is stormy or snowy, you are indispensable in the streets and alleys!

I praise you, praise your spirit of not being afraid of suffering; Praise your conscientious figure; Praise your obscurity!

We love you! But you should also remember: don't say that your job has a shady job, because every job has its advantages and people can't live without it.

I met two sanitation workers on my way to my tutor's house today. They are an old man and an old woman. I saw them hunched slightly, their faces wrinkled and their hands slowly sweeping the floor. I looked at this scene, the in the mind very bitter. ...

I saw this behind the scenes and said to my father, "Dad, they are so poor. Why do they have to go out to work when they are so old? " Dad smiled and said to me: "No way, this is their profession. They must do these things, or they will have no money to live. " "When I heard this, I thought they were miserable, so I told my father, Dad, can I help them?" Dad smiled and said, "Of course! "

After my father allowed me to help them, I went to them, patted my grandfather on the shoulder and said, "Grandpa! Why don't you have a rest and I'll help you sweep? " Grandpa smiled and said, "Oh, you are a child, only a few years old. You just want to help me. Thank you, but forget it. I am used to it! " I feel sorry to hear that, so I plan to chat with my grandfather for a while to make them not so bored. After a while, I chatted with my grandparents for more than ten minutes. I don't know about this, but it's still shocking to talk about. It turns out that they have been in this business for more than ten years! It may have become a habit for them to get up early to sweep the floor every day, or it may be for their livelihood. Whatever the reason, their persistence and perseverance in this job are worth learning. After that, I continued on my way to my tutor's house.

This pair of sanitation workers taught me a lot. They taught me to cherish everything now, because my parents bought everything for me and they worked hard for me. So in the future, I will repay them with actions and continue to be filial to them!

One hot afternoon, I walked alone on the road and ate popsicles in the hot sun, and I didn't feel how cool it was.

A sanitation worker-an uncle, with dark skin and wrinkled face, was wearing an orange "sanitation worker" under the action of sunlight, sweating all over and smelling slightly. Sweep the floor with a big broom and an empty cup in his hand. Obviously, the water has been drunk.

At this time, a child and his parents came and stood one meter away from the sanitation workers. Parents are aunts, dressed neatly and cleanly, and the makeup on her face makes her quite elegant.

As soon as these two people meet, I think parents should let Grandpa Sanitation take a step forward. After all, look at her quality is quite high!

She asked the child to take out the test paper, and the child got eighty-five and proudly said, "I have improved two!" " "Mom took a look and said," If you do well in the exam, you will only see people who are worse than you. The monitor got another 98 points. "Then she threw away the test paper and stepped on it. Grandpa came up to clean up. Mom stepped back two steps and put on a mask. Ho: "Why should I let you study hard, just to prevent you from becoming such a person!" " "Grandpa sanitation workers, tear the garbage away.

At this time, there are two people beside him. Dad asked his daughter with a bottle of water. Do you know the goal of study? "It is to be a man of noble character." The daughter took a bottle of mineral water from her father and stuffed it into her grandfather, saying, "Grandpa will give you a bottle of water." Grandpa quickly declined. "You take it, grandpa. You are the gardener of the city. Grandpa, you are the best! " Say that finish, he gave a thumbs-up sign, and dad nodded not far away. Father and daughter don't look that rich either.

The teacher taught me that the most important thing in learning is to learn to be a man and learn to be a beautiful person.

I got up early this morning because I wanted to learn English. I think: I got up so early, there should be no one who got up earlier than me, right? The more I think about it, the happier I am. Unexpectedly, when I went out, I saw a sanitation worker wearing an orange vest and pushing a blue tricycle in the street. Judging from their sweaty faces, they have been sweeping for a long time. I wonder, I have got up early enough, why do sanitation workers get up earlier than me?

Driven by curiosity, I quietly walked into a sanitation worker. The worker was working hard and didn't find me at all. The big broom in his hand is like the big brush in the calligrapher's hand. He is practicing calligraphy seriously and wholeheartedly, writing a clean and beautiful living environment.

In my mind, sweeping the streets was a despised job, so I always looked down on sanitation workers. But today, I saw them get up so early, which changed my attitude towards sanitation workers. Sanitation workers have to get up early and go to bed late every day, sweep the streets at dawn and go home by moonlight at night. And regardless of the heat and cold, never stop, clean the community spotless. They have to put up with some unsanitary people littering, so hard work can only earn 600 yuan every month. How unfair this is. If I grow up to be a big official, I will definitely give them a lot of money, because cleaners are beauticians in our community, and with them, our country can be clean and beautiful. Now I must do my part for the environment so that the work of sanitation workers will not be wasted.

She is an ordinary sanitation worker.

In the early morning of late autumn, the wind is cold and the streets are filled with thick smog. My mother and I went to the market to buy food. On the way, I vaguely heard a whooshing sound. Through the fog, I saw an old woman wearing a mask and sanitation overalls sweeping the floor. The cleaned road is as clean as water. How can such a street not make people feel relaxed and happy?

I can't help but stop.

I saw the old woman go to the clearing beside the street and found a big stone. Then she lifted the stone and went back to the street. She moved for a while, then put down to catch her breath, straightened up, continued to move the stone up, and walked forward step by step to make a difficult composition in wWw.

What is she doing? We approached her with questions. Grandma's hair is gray and wrinkled, and her hands are wrapped in several bandages. Grandma, why did you move to the stone? I asked. Son, you don't know, there is a big hole over there. She looked away with trembling fingers. I'm going to fill it with stones first, and then bury it in the soil so that I won't hit a passing car. In case this time, in the thick smog, her environmental protection is dazzling.

Now, whenever I see a man in a yellow jacket in the street, I can't help thinking of that old woman. She is the person I admire most!

Composition of sanitation workers 1 1 The cold wind roared in the early morning, and sanitation workers began their day's work: cleaning the city. But I will never forget that scene. ...

Some sanitation workers specialize in cleaning up small advertisements. In the past, the security in our community was not good, and people always came to post small advertisements at night. In the morning, sanitation workers began to clean. At first, a sanitation worker came to clean up small advertisements. She wetted the surface of the small advertisement with a brush dipped in water and then tore it off little by little. She stopped crying, and so did the hand that was crying. Finally, she sighed lightly and left with the bucket. I thought, "Isn't her job to clean up and tear up advertisements? Why not resign? " Just thinking, another sanitation worker came. He stopped and touched the brush with the water in the bucket. Say that finish, he looked around and left. In this way, several sanitation workers went back and forth, all with the same movements, as if they had rehearsed. I didn't think about anything, so I ran downstairs to see what "magic" that little advertisement had, which fascinated all the sanitation workers. When I saw the small advertisement, I was shocked: "Looking for you: Zhang Fang, 36 years old, female …" I suddenly realized that I was looking for you! Originally, those sanitation workers didn't want to miss a clue, in order to let the families of the lost people find the lost people faster! I can't help but think again ...

On this cold morning, I don't know when I added a little warmth. ...

A sanitation worker's composition 12 When it comes to hardworking people, a figure comes to mind. A sanitation worker in orange overalls is waving a broom and pushing a car.

They look ordinary on the surface, but in fact they are the greatest. Wherever there is a health problem, they clean it meticulously, whether it is cold or hot, whether it is windy or rainy. They always do their duty and never neglect their work.

I remember once, it was raining cats and dogs. I squatted at the door and complained in a low voice: "This damn weather, wasn't it sunny just now?" How can the monkey's face change ... "When I was complaining, I suddenly found a sanitation worker on the road ahead burying his head in cleaning. I took up my umbrella and walked quickly over. Ah! It turned out to be an old grandmother who was already gray. Although she was wearing a poncho, she was basically soaked. It seems to have been hit by a sudden rainstorm just now. She soon found me and smiled at me and said, "Little friend, it's raining heavily outside. Go home and take shelter from the rain! """Aren't you going home?" I asked her in surprise. "I can't go home until I finish cleaning." She smiled at me while cleaning. "Why?" "Because this is my job!" I was deeply moved. So I stood by and watched her clean up the garbage everywhere. ...

They are like beauticians in the city. They are simple and obscure in nature. They are role models for us to learn from.

Composition of sanitation workers 13 They are busy in the streets, whether it is windy or rainy or exposed to the hot sun; They, day after day, year after year, are conscientious and work hard; They are a negligible part of the city, and they are beauticians-sanitation workers in the city.

In summer, the sun is scorching the earth, and people enjoy the cool breeze in air-conditioned rooms, but their orange figures appear in the streets again. The roads in summer are dusty, so they pick up brooms and clean them up without regret. Sweat flowed all over their faces, and several wrinkles appeared on their dark faces. The wrinkles on this face are full of hard work, and it is not easy to write them all.

In winter, the cold wind blows to the earth, and small animals hide in warm nests and don't want to go out for activities; People also lazily "nest" in warm air conditioning, but they can always be seen in the street with orange backs, only to see them sweeping the street with brooms. Raindrops hit them, but they didn't even complain. If I were you, I would swear and complain, but they don't say a word, have no regrets, and just sweep in obscurity. Where do they pick up the waste paper in the cold sewage with wrinkled hands? The cold wind made them tremble, and their thin bodies were worrying. An orange vest, in exchange for a piece of urban green space, a hard back reflected in the hearts of groups of people, but also touched my childish heart. ...

Composition of sanitation workers 14 Early in the morning, I was walking on my way to school. A touch of osmanthus fragrance, with a touch of autumn. "It's so cold!" I can't help but shrink my hands and say to myself.

At this time, I found that the sanitation workers on the road were working, and the hair on his forehead was wet, and there seemed to be a drop of crystal at the tip of his hair. It rained all night last night, and the rain just stopped. The leaves blown down by the wind are wet and stick to the ground, and some are covered with a thin layer of soil. Those sanitation workers struggled to sweep, but only picked them up by hand, while those leaves continued to drift mercilessly on the road, east and west. ...

Because of physical training, it's past five when I come home from school. Far away, I actually see that sanitation workers are still sweeping, but there are fewer people. When I passed by, an aunt looked up and smiled at me, and I quickly smiled.

"Miss, school is over!"

"hmm!"

"It's a little late!"

"Well, you're late! Have you been sweeping since morning? "

"No, I had a rest after lunch, and I had a rest after the rain."

"But it's been raining today?"

"Oh, wait for the rain to subside, put on your hat and you'll be fine. Otherwise, there are too many fallen leaves, which is more difficult to sweep. "

"Why did you stay and clean when everyone else left?"

"Sweep more today, and there is nothing urgent at home."

"ah! Be careful of the slippery road. " A sanitation worker on the side is reminding the passing old people.

Only then did I realize that they would remind me when they met older people.

Are they all right at home? Don't the family eat with them? I don't understand. But when I think of a drop of crystal hanging in my hair and a pair of hands picking leaves in the mud, I know they are sincere to everyone.

She is an ordinary sanitation worker.

In the early morning of late autumn, the wind is cold and the streets are filled with thick smog. My mother and I went to the market to buy food. On the way, I vaguely heard the sound of "shua shua". Looking through the fog, I saw an old woman wearing a mask and sanitation overalls sweeping the road, and the swept road seemed as clean as water. How can such a street not make people feel relaxed and happy?

I can't help but stop.

I saw the old woman go to the street clearing, find a big stone, then lift it up and go back to the street. After moving for a while, she relaxed to catch her breath, straightened her back, continued to move stones and trudged forward step by step.

What is she doing? We approached her with questions. Grandma's hair is gray, her face is wrinkled, and there are some band-AIDS on her hands. "Grandma, why did you move the stone?" I asked. "Son, you don't know, there is a big pit over there." She pointed to the distance with trembling fingers. "I'm going to fill it up with stones first, and then bury it with soil, so as not to bump into cars coming and going, in case ..." At this time, in the thick smog, the words "everyone is responsible for protecting the environment" on her body are very dazzling.

Now, whenever I see a man in a yellow jacket in the street, I can't help thinking of that old woman. She is the person I admire most!