The beautiful woman in the ordinary 300-word composition sells cabbage's grandfather.

When going to school, after school, walking in the street, passing by the lake with swaying willows, and seeing rows of trees dancing in the wind, you can't help but admire the beauty of nature. But who created this beauty? The answer is: garden workers.

There seems to be a scene in front of us: groups of workers waving shovels and shovels are working hard in front of the tree pit. You see, some of them shoveled hard, and that layer of soil unconsciously became one mound after another like magic; Some of them are watering the saplings with kettles, and these saplings seem to nod to the workers happily; They still have seedlings. They put the seedlings on the heatable adobe sleeping platform, and filled the pit with the excavated soil, as if they had seen the seedlings grow sturdily. They are sweating, but they have happy smiles on their faces. Because they are happy, full and happy.

The workers exchanged sweat for beauty. This is the beauty of harmony, this is the beauty of nature, and this is the beauty of the soul!