Essay on may day labor day

In our daily study and work life, there should be few people who don't know about essays, right? Essays can be viewed and lyrical, can see things and talk about opinions, can read books and talk about feelings, and can be discussed one by one. What are the most common essays in daily life? The following is the May Day essay I collected for you, hoping to help you. Labor Day Essay 1

On Labor Day, mom and dad went to work overtime. I lay in bed and thought: since it's labor day, I have to work, so let's clean up.

I made up my mind and got up to work! I washed the dishcloth, moved a stool with people, and wiped all the wardrobes at home from top to bottom. In a short time, fine sweat oozed from my forehead, and then the wardrobes shone, as if they were laughing.

It's strange to say that I'm sorry. Although I'm a girl, I'm always forgetful at ordinary times, and my study is in a mess. Usually, my mother helps me clean. Today, I will show my talents. I first put the books on my desk on the shelf, then put other things on the coffee table, then I wiped the desk with a rag, and arranged the school supplies such as pen container and pencil sharpener neatly. At this time, clean study seems to be smiling at me.

it's time to mop the floor. The appearance of the floor makes my heart ache, because I don't pay attention every time I move the stool, it will be scarred. I carefully brushed it gently with a broom, and the original pale' face' on the floor added a luster. I picked up the mop, first a total annihilation, and then a meteor to catch the moon! Hey, the floor looked at me and smiled.

with my hard work, the room is finally clean and bright. Although I am tired, I am happy. This is the magic of labor! I smiled happily. Labor Day Essay 2

The day before yesterday, it was the Labor Day holiday. People didn't have to go to work and were immersed in the festive atmosphere. And I, while it is cool in the morning, ride my beloved bike and take a leisurely walk in the community.

after a few cycles, I was so tired that I was sweating. When I was looking for a place to rest for a while, I saw a uniformed residential cleaning old man in front, cleaning with a long broom. I was curious, so I went up to him and asked, "Grandpa, today is the May Day holiday, and everyone has a holiday. Why do you have to sweep the floor?" The old man stopped his work, wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel hanging around his neck, and said with mirth, "The more people there are during the holiday, the sooner I will clean up the ground, so that everyone can enjoy the holiday! I am also happy to see people talking and laughing through the road I cleaned! " Say that finish, the old man lifted the broom high with his big rough palm ...

The sun has risen slowly, and the sun shines on the road that the old man just cleaned, just like a jade belt shining with silver light. The sun shines on the old man in front, leaving a dancing high and big shadow on the road.

at this moment, a strong wind blew head-on, rolled up a small piece of paper in the grass by the roadside, rolled in the air several times and fell in front of me. I quickly parked the car, picked up a small piece of paper on the ground, hummed a ditty, and walked happily to the dustbin in front ... Labor Day Essay 3

Workers are happy to celebrate Labor Day, not only because they can not work and be lazy on this day, but because we love labor, which is meaningful and the first need of our lives. We should respect and love labor.

My parents told us from an early age that labor is glorious, labor is great, and labor creates the world! So we should form the habit of loving labor from an early age!

after I went to school, I learned the true meaning of labor from various textbooks under the education of teachers, and then I understood why labor created the world! When I was a student, it seemed that no one despised labor, despised labor and looked down on laborers. At that time, we thought that labor was only the difference between mental labor and manual labor, and labor was only the difference of division of labor, but there was no difference between high and low!

Especially in my youth and middle-aged years, I always take an active part in all kinds of voluntary labor that originally did not belong to my own scope, but was within my power. And every time I participate, I feel very interesting, interesting and happy because it is a group activity. Of course, since I became a worker, I have never stopped working six days a week, physically or mentally, unless I am sick or injured and can't work.

Later, I don't know when it started. It seems that people no longer mention the glory and greatness of labor, especially manual labor, which seems to be synonymous with "incompetence" and "incompetence". Now, when we talk about a person's ability, achievement and career, it seems that we all mean mental workers, managers and white-collar workers, and the only criterion for measuring the quality of labor is income-how much money is earned? It seems that labor remuneration is the only representative of labor performance.

in my opinion, good or bad labor should be measured by labor attitude, labor mood and labor efficiency.

Labor Day reminds us to cherish what we can do every day! It is unforgettable to live in the present and cherish the present. Labor Day Essay 4

I remember that I was a junior in that year, and I was looking forward to the May Day holiday, because my girlfriend and I made an appointment to travel to Guilin together during this holiday.

before we set off, we should search the information of Guilin, the introduction of scenic spots and related matters needing attention online. The evening train from Zhuzhou arrived in Guilin just early in the morning. Then the first stop, looking for a hotel. After listening to a friend's introduction, the hotel at the North Bus Station is clean and affordable, so I went to the North Bus Station by car, and after I booked my room, I went to try Guilin rice noodles. That's a powder shop in a community. The boss is very enthusiastic. My girlfriend and I order hot and sour powder and beef powder, so that we can taste two kinds of flavors. Rice noodles are very delicious and cheap compared with Hunan. This is an unexpected surprise. At noon, we went to the botanical garden. Enjoy the beautiful garden landscape here, breathe the fragrant air, and take photos while enjoying it.

The next day, we set out for Yangxu, where we felt different beauty and customs. What I remember most is riding the Shili Gallery. I rented a bicycle, carrying my girlfriend, singing and laughing all the way. When I saw the good scenery, I stopped to take pictures, climbed hills, waded through streams and crossed fields. Finally, I rode to the end of the road and walked into the village, further feeling the simplicity and enthusiasm of Guilin people. Due to the limited time, I hurried all the way, but the beautiful scenery was deeply remembered in my heart.

This trip made me unforgettable. I not only enjoyed the beautiful mountains and rivers, but also learned the beautiful legends. I also realized the true meaning of Guilin's landscape being the best in the world. Labor Day Essay 5

On Labor Day, I came to Jindou Mountain with my second aunt and cousin.

At the foot of the mountain, I look up at Jindou Mountain with curiosity. This continuous mountain peak looks like a camel, no, it looks like an old man with a hunched back, and it looks like water waves are really varied. A word from my cousin reminded me: "Look, there seem to be many locust trees on that mountain!" " Suddenly, a good idea flashed through my mind: "Why don't we pick Sophora japonica and eat it!" "good!" So a warm current is pushing us forward.

We were very happy when we first climbed the mountain, and the more we walked, the more energetic we became. However, because I was careless, I accidentally stepped on a pile of sand. It was like the mountain road was very rugged, and I almost fell down. At this time, I was nervous and ready to fight!

"look! There is a big acacia tree in front! " We ran to the tree happily again, and looked up. I didn't expect the tree to be really high. What can we do? Everyone was in a hurry, so my second uncle patted his chest and said, "Nothing, just leave it to me!" " My second uncle climbed up the tree in a few minutes and broke off a branch of Sophora japonica from the tree. My cousin and I were as busy as a bee picking up a branch of Sophora japonica in the ground, moving it to a big stone and starting to pick Sophora japonica on the branch. At first, we picked it very vigorously. Later, I found that many small thorns in the branch were either tied to my hands or my clothes, and many bugs came out to make fun of me, hum! I will stick to it and never give up.

in this way, we picked two bags full, and this is the fruit of victory. Anyway, I can't finish eating, and my cousin has another good idea: "We might as well sell it and experience life!" "That's a good idea! Come on, let's go down the mountain to sell Sophora japonica! "

We went home, divided the acacia into one portion and one catty, and we went to the market to sell it for one yuan a catty!

When we came to the market, my cousin and I set up a stall near the fruit stall. We learned from the appearance of businessmen and asked passers-by if they wanted to buy it, but no one bought it. At this moment, an aunt selling tomatoes came and asked about the price. We said one yuan a catty. She said, "It's so cheap that people sell it for four yuan a catty." I explained to her, "My cousin, my second uncle and my second aunt picked this on the mountain in the morning, and this is what we want to experience life." As soon as my voice fell, a fruit uncle heard our conversation and bought two bags. We were very happy.

At this time, another uncle came to watch the fun. The uncle selling fruit praised the acacia we sold for its good flowers, so he bought three more bags. We still have three bags here, one of which weighs only half a catty. What can we do? The uncle selling fruit saw that we were in trouble and that the acacia was so cheap, so he packed the rest. In this way, my cousin and I got seven yuan and fifty cents, which is really full of food!

Today is really a happy day and a bumper harvest day! Labor Day Essay 6

It's May Day again. This year's long holiday has five days. My parents decided to take us to Beijing for a trip. Of course, Tsinghua Peking University must go.

Everything in Tsinghua University is full of green. Walking into the gate, it feels like walking into the botanical garden. There are countless trees: the cypresses are even in thickness and stand upright on both sides; The French paulownia scales are fine and ingenious; White, yellow and purple lilacs are actually blooming, giving off a fragrance, and there are many towering ancient trees, which almost cover the scorching sun. Further on, you will reach the lotus pond written by Mr. Zhu Ziqing. Although it is not yet the season when the lotus flowers are in full bloom, the piles of green and round lotus leaves are still refreshing. Looking around, I saw a pool of spring water flowing slowly. On the bank of the lotus pond, I accidentally found a girl who was looking for stones. She gave me and my brother a piece each. After seeing the stone statues of Confucius, Zhu Ziqing and Wen Yiduo one after another, we also saw several big peacocks behind a rockery. Although I have seen peacocks in my hazy memory, I have seen white peacocks and fairies with open screens for the first time in my life, and my brother is even more surprised. So, I held the camera and recorded this rare shot.

Having visited Tsinghua enough, we arrived at Peking University by bus. The architectural style of Peking University is totally different from that of Tsinghua. Almost all the teaching buildings are in the style of ancient gardens. We visited the museum there, and my brother looked at it and said, "I can't sleep again this time." I don't understand. Later, I realized that he was afraid of the skulls of ancient primitive people. When I came out of the museum, I suddenly felt the temperature plummet and vaguely heard the sound of running water. I asked the tour guide, and she told me that the unnamed lake had arrived. I looked up, and sure enough, I saw the waves rippling slowly and the breeze blowing gently, which was very pleasant. In the distance, the shadow of Boya Tower is reflected on the lake, and the top of the tower falls next to the stone fish on an island in the middle of the lake, giving people a beautiful enjoyment. I just wanted to go down and play for a while, but my mother stopped me, so I had to run to the side of the mountain and knock a big clock.

The holiday will soon be over. This holiday has strengthened my desire. I must be admitted to a prestigious school like Tsinghua Peking University in the future! Labor Day Essay 7

Labor Day strode with the warm wind in early summer. For the first time, I put on my cool summer clothes, walked lightly in the ridge of the country, and watched my grandmother's busy back in the field. Those memories of labor came to my mind like movies.

"labor", a strange and familiar word, has long forgotten its most authentic and pristine meaning when I live in the city all the year round. The occasional tidying of the cabin, the rare washing and washing dishes at ordinary times ... all these things have become typical examples of "hardship" and "labor" in my heart until the early summer of that year ...

I remember about five. A fragrance full of happiness and satisfaction flows in the warm air, and the wheat field is full of shaking busy figures, all of which indicate a message that makes everyone's heart beat faster: the wheat is ripe!

On that day, the sun was shining, even a little blinding. My father wanted to take me back to my hometown to watch farmers harvest. Unfortunately, the wheat at home has already been harvested by the hard-working grandmother and carefully dried and stored. I squatted on the ridge with some regret, tearing at a straw with great boredom, and looked up at the seemingly endless fields covered with straw, which covered the earth with gorgeous harvest costumes like golden carpets.

"Let's clean up the straw together!" Xiaowen next door smiled and held out his hand. Healthy wheat-colored skin, pure Ming Che's black eyes and golden fields set each other off. As soon as the words sound just fell, Xiaowen dragged me into the field. She skillfully tied up a bundle of straw and looked up at the blazing sun. I crustily skin of head and tied up the straw like Xiaowen.

"Hey, it's not tied like this." "Hey, you made a mistake again!" ..... Xiaowen patiently pointing, my forehead has come up with big sweat, and my hands are a little overwhelmed. I only feel that my fingers are itchy with straw, and my arms seem to be filled with lead. Sweat has already soaked my clothes and flowed into my mouth along my cheeks, salty and slightly bitter. The whole person seems to have accidentally fallen into the river, wet all over, and extremely embarrassed. Originally beautiful sunshine, now it is unexpectedly vicious, and I almost have an impulse to rush into the refrigerator to relieve the heat and cool down.

I don't know how long it took. In my opinion at that time, I'm afraid it was centuries long. Xiaowen and I finally finished packing the straw and sat on the ridge of the field enjoying the cool wind in the field. I suddenly feel that the neat straw in front of me is like a strange work of art, golden and neatly arranged, as if it had absorbed the sweat of workers and shone brightly, just like a monument praising labor and workers.

Labor is an instinct of "facing the loess and facing the sky", an insistence of "no pains, no gains", and a joy of "as you sow, you reap", which sharpens everyone's body and mind. I stood on the ridge of the field, and a song I learned as a child inexplicably sounded in my ears: "Labor is the most glorious, and labor creates happiness and beauty ... 8

On the morning of May 1st, the bird sang the" Song of May 1st ",and wiped the small window made of leaves with its mouth, which was so busy! Little ants are also busy moving and working, and our family is not to be outdone, ready to clean up.