I can’t forget her (him) essay of more than 400 words

That night, it was raining heavily. Pedestrians hurried to the side of the road and waited for the rain to stop before going home. The number of vehicles on the road suddenly became more and more crowded. The less and less, every household turned off the lights and went to bed. You may ask, why do I know it so well? To tell you the truth, my home is on the side of the road and very close to the school.

I was sitting at the door, feeling very bored, because my mother was watching my least favorite TV series. I had already finished my homework and practiced my exercises for a long time. I stretched out my hand and felt so comfortable as I caught the rain drop by drop. Just as I was staring blankly at the rain, a person was coming towards me. I turned around and saw that it was a cleaner. Every step she took was difficult.

She is a gray-haired old woman. She is wearing a shabby raincoat and a pair of water shoes, pulling a garbage truck. She has several obvious wrinkles on her face, and she is still very thin. My father told me that she has been working as a cleaner here for decades, and I see her working even during holidays. Her family has a good economy. He has several children, and they are all talented and filial. Maybe you were just as confused as I was at that time. In order to find out things, I mustered up the courage to ask the old lady. The old lady smiled and said to me: "Child, you know, there are countless garbage in this world. What I do is like Foolish Old Man moving a mountain. I cannot get rid of it all at once, but I still have children. One day, People will realize the harm of throwing garbage. As soon as she finished speaking, the old lady moved on. Looking at the old lady, I couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration in my heart.

That old lady I can't forget. people.

I no longer look down on the cleaners, but I am deeply grateful to them!