Title of labor process description combination

1. Write a 600-word composition on the topic of "labor", the laborer in my heart.

I don't know if the workers in my classmates' minds are the same as I think. Some people think they are doctors and give all kinds of answers. Some people will say: My mother is a doctor. I think she goes out early and comes back late every day, and she hasn't seen it several times in a week; Some people will say: My father is also a doctor and very busy. Sometimes in the middle of the night, a hospital will call and say that it is necessary to rescue patients or send them to the hospital for emergency treatment. Some people say: Although my mother is a nurse, she never left her job during the SARS period and stood in the front line of SARS, encouraging patients to fight the devil. Wait a minute. This is their idea. When I asked them, where is the cleaner? They all said: What's good about them? They are smelly, bloated, uneducated and have low wages. Tell our parents! High literature, clean work and high salary. If my parents are cleaners, where should I put my face? Who wants to make friends with me under the guidance of my classmates?

But I think cleaners are the best! Their work is something we students can see every morning, but your parents are in the hospital. Did you see them working hard? I don't think you can tell! I can't hear you either! Maybe your parents still have food and seats at work, not to mention the salary, which is more than twice that of a cleaner. So which cleaners? They have no seats, no food and nothing to say. They can only sweep on the main road with brooms and dustpans, and their wages are low, but they can only support their families by doing so because they have no education! They make money through hard work and their own hands. You can also learn about the taste of sweeping the floor! I think that's your job. You said you were tired after sweeping for less than half an hour. What happened to them? They have less time than you, but they are not afraid of being tired or suffering. It is not easy to support a family with their calloused hands!

In hot summer, they have to sweep the floor in the hot sun, without cold air conditioning, cold spring water and sunscreen for summer; It's just that there is white saliva in his mouth, sweat as big as soybeans on his head, and a layer of black skin on his body. He suffered from heatstroke and didn't even go to the hospital, fearing to spend money to see a doctor. When he got home, he asked his wife to help him twist twice (this is a traditional method of Hangzhou people) to relieve the heat. I know that too. This kind of twisting is actually very painful until the back turns black. What about the doctors? Blowing these air conditioners in a cool air-conditioned room, sitting comfortably drinking tea, reading newspapers and talking and laughing with colleagues, how comfortable it is! Compared with the cleaner, it's far from it.

In autumn, leaves fall from trees one after another, and leaves are everywhere on the road. The cleaners still help clean the road like that, but they are not so tired this season. But what about winter? The snow on the road is thick and thick, which makes them backache, frostbite on their faces and long hands and feet! It makes people feel distressed! But they are still diligent in sweeping the floor and serving the people. In the cold season, they are shaking all over, and even their hands are almost out of control! Still sweeping there! I don't know how many years it has been swept! Everyone is eating a hot breakfast at home, but what about the cleaner? Those who get up early every day and are not afraid of cold and fatigue are serving the people.

In my mind, cleaners are the best workers! Because they are silently protecting our living environment.

Please respect ordinary workers.

Walking on the road today, I suddenly saw the cleaner sweeping the floor seriously. I thought: the cleaner is really hard. No sooner had I finished thinking than I approached a man. When passing by the cleaner, he couldn't help but cover his nose and say, "What a nuisance." Although the aunt cleaner hardly said anything after listening, I know how uncomfortable she is!

It used to be nothing to be a cleaner, but now some people are too incompetent. Although the cleaner is an ordinary worker, his work is glorious. Let's respect the cleaners and all ordinary workers together!

2. Write a 600-word composition on the topic of (labor) and be a laborer. It's crisp and sunny in autumn today. I am worried about writing a composition! Hey, there are aunts cleaning, otherwise I would have experienced the hard work of sweeping the streets! I walked up to menstruation and she asked me, "What can I do for you, little friend?" I said, "nothing, just want to ask about your work!" " "Although I didn't hang the sign of a little reporter, I pretended to be a little reporter and asked my aunt," Aunt, you have to get up early every day when you work like this! "(I asked and wrote it down)" Yes, people in this line can't finish their work all day! " "When do you want to get up?" "I will get up at about four or five o'clock!" "The same is true in winter. Do you get up so early? " "Yes!" "Aunt, are you working hard in this line?" "Of course it's hard! We're going to sweep the floor and pick up garbage, Maintaining environmental sanitation Sometimes it rains in ............................................................................................................................................................... Those cars can't see the puddle, so they drive to one side and the water splashes on us! " "It's not easy for you to do this!" "Yes, sometimes I can't go home on holiday. You must finish your work before you can go home for the holidays! " Hearing this, I don't have the courage to ask any more questions.

I want to experience this kind of labor, so I said to my aunt, "Aunt, can you let me experience your work?" "Yes, but it will get your clothes dirty!" Aunt advised me to say. I said to my aunt, "it's okay, call mom to wash it when it's dirty!" " ""forget it! "At my request, my aunt finally agreed! I sweep the road with a broom. The broom is very big. I didn't know how to sweep, so I ran around. 10 minutes later, I was out of breath, just like coming back from a marathon.

Aunt couldn't stand it, so she told me how to sweep it. I learned it, so I fiddled with the heavy broom and swept it around on the road. When I see garbage, I pick it up with my hands. I refused to pick it up at first, but when I saw the picture of me throwing garbage, I had to reach out and pick up the disgusting garbage.

In this way, I persisted for 1 hour. When I got home dirty, my mother asked me, "What did you do and how dirty your clothes are?" I was very tired, so I didn't answer, just fell asleep on the sofa! After this labor experience, I don't think it's easy to sweep the street. I have to get up so early every day. Sweeping the floor in the street, eating dust, being splashed by water ... We sat in the car and watched them sweep the floor in the street, but it was really not easy.

If someone asks me, "Who is the most respectable person?" My first answer is "workers are the most respectable people!" " "Silent workers have been working for 365 days and nights, and loneliness and responsibility are over. Year after year, the new green of spring is ushered in, which brings workers their own festival-"May Day" Labor Day.

No complaints, no expectations, expectations turned into persistence in the heart, and labor purified the soul. Love of labor becomes a virtue, and longing for labor becomes a fashion.

Labor, like the first ray of sunshine through the morning light, has made the initial enlightenment for mankind to move towards civilization and prosperity. Is that a stubborn stone? No, you can turn it into a hunting steel gun by hand! Is that a mess? No, you can turn it into writing paper by hand! When human beings put wings on fantasy, they turn it into reality through their hands.

The power of labor allows mankind to create miracles! I don't know if the workers in my classmates' minds are the same as I think. Some people think they are doctors and give all kinds of answers. Some people will say: My mother is a doctor. I think she goes out early and comes back late every day, and she hasn't seen it several times in a week; Some people will say: My father is also a doctor and very busy. Sometimes in the middle of the night, a hospital will call and say that it is necessary to rescue patients or send them to the hospital for emergency treatment. Some people say: Although my mother is a nurse, she never left her job during the SARS period and stood in the front line of SARS, encouraging patients to fight the devil.

Wait a minute. This is their idea. When I asked them, where is the cleaner? They all said: What's good about them? They are smelly, bloated, uneducated and have low wages. Tell our parents! High literature, clean work and high salary. If my parents are cleaners, where should I put my face? Who wants to make friends with me under the guidance of my classmates? But I think cleaners are the best! Their work is something we students can see every morning, but your parents are in the hospital. Did you see them working hard? I don't think you can tell! I can't hear you either! Maybe your parents still have food and seats at work, not to mention the salary, which is more than twice that of a cleaner.

So which cleaners? They have no seats, no food and nothing to say. They can only sweep on the main road with brooms and dustpans, and their wages are low, but they can only support their families by doing so because they have no education! They make money through hard work and their own hands. You can also learn about the taste of sweeping the floor! I think that's your job. You said you were tired after sweeping for less than half an hour. What happened to them? They have less time than you, but they are not afraid of being tired or suffering. It is not easy to support a family with their calloused hands! In hot summer, they have to sweep the floor in the hot sun, without cold air conditioning, cold spring water and sunscreen for summer; It's just that there is white saliva in his mouth, sweat as big as soybeans on his head, and a layer of black skin on his body. He suffered from heatstroke and didn't even go to the hospital, fearing to spend money to see a doctor. When he got home, he asked his wife to help him twist twice (this is a traditional method of Hangzhou people) to relieve the heat. I know that too. This kind of twisting is actually very painful until the back turns black.

What about the doctors? Blowing these air conditioners in a cool air-conditioned room, sitting comfortably drinking tea, reading newspapers and talking and laughing with colleagues, how comfortable it is! Compared with the cleaner, it's far from it. In autumn, the leaves on the trees fall one after another, and the roads are full of fallen leaves.

How to write about labor is the simplest thing. It can make a messy room clean and tidy, and make a messy room look brand-new ... although it will sweat, it will be beautiful.

One Sunday, my mother went out to work. After finishing my homework, I started my "entertainment"-playing computer. But after playing for a while, I felt very dull and stopped my "entertainment activities". I thought: well, it's boring ... what should I do now? Suddenly, I remembered my mother's hard work at home to do housework. So, I filled a bucket of water, took out my broom and began to mop the floor. I first dragged it out of the room, picked up the mop and turned it left and right on the floor to "paint" the tiles like coloring. When I saw that there was no "coloring", I jumped over and carefully "painted" before continuing my "painting". In this way, I dragged the room, living room and kitchen in turn. After finishing the work, I feel my back is sore and my legs are weak. However, looking at the shiny floor, I feel all my aches and pains swept away, and my heart is sweeter than eating honey. I thought: Oh! It turns out that housework is so tiring! Now I realize the hard work of my mother doing housework!

This experience not only made me realize my mother's hard work in housework, but also made me understand that labor can create beauty. Yes! When you see the results of your efforts, your heart will be extremely happy and moved. Therefore, labor is the most beautiful.

4. Write a composition entitled "It's good to work". At least 450 words, a meteor flashed, recording the passage of time, and I, in the years of my dreams, grew up gradually.

Unconsciously, I have spent ten spring and autumn, in which you have been with me.

When I was in kindergarten, you wore colorful clothes. At that time, you were an illustrated lotus lantern, Journey to the West Altman.

When I was in first grade, you were still wearing gorgeous clothes. At that time, you were The Diary Begins, Aesop's Fables, which I never tire of reading, and the world-famous Grimm's Fairy Tales.

I remember it was the lunch break of the cram school. I rushed to the bookstore after lunch, hoping to find you in my heart. Climbing to the fourth floor, facing rows of colorful books, I found you with my "clairvoyance"! I carefully pulled you out of the bookshelf, sat on the ground and quickly opened the book. I read like a hungry wolf, as if you were the prey I finally caught. Page 1234. . I only read page 173 in an hour! Come on! There are more than twenty pages left in this book! After nine minutes, I finally ate you all. I yawned and stretched, and then slowly put the book back on the shelf. It seems that I still want to see you one more time. At this moment, I looked at my watch. Damn it! Class has been going on for ten minutes! I hurried to the classroom. Although criticized by the teacher, I think it is worthwhile.

It is the most glorious to write a composition on the topic of labor.

Listening to the elders or praising the working people at the bottom of society in books and newspapers in previous fields is often careless and deaf, and there is no profound feeling or experience. I didn't really realize this meaning until a little thing touched me!

It was the summer of 2004, and the sun was releasing its fiery glow. Walking on the way to school, my shirt was soaked with sweat, and my back carrying my schoolbag was covered with sweat stains. I hope I can have a transfer solution and transfer it to an air-conditioned room. That's so cool!

Finally, I turned into an alley leading to the community. Several children clamored for cold drinks with pocket money. Suddenly, a leg in blue pants jumped into my eyes. Then a stench came, and the woman riding a bicycle on the side also ran into the apartment building, covering her nose. I was stunned by what I saw. A middle-aged man in a blue cleaning suit was lying on the ground, reaching into the stinking sewer and taking out pools of black-gray garbage with a disgusting smell. What is even more unacceptable is that he did not wear gloves, but made close contact with those things with his hands. At first, I didn't let the stench scare me, although I still made nausea two or three times. Because the cleaners put up with worse smells than I did.

But in the end, I couldn't stand this terrible and suffocating smell and walked through that hellish place. I looked back many times, but he was still lying there, not covering his nose!

Although it was just an ordinary scene, he really touched me! When I walked past, I saw the sewage overflowing. The sewer is blocked by some plastic bags, coke bottles, plates and rice and a lot of hair. At that time, I was complaining that I didn't send someone to clean the property. What do they do? My son's jaw-dropping scene today finally made me realize what real glory is!

We really should cherish the labor of others! It's not about money. Who else would be so willing to do such dirty and tired work now! We just need such simple working people to show the most beautiful side of our society!

6. Write an article "I work, I am happy" on the topic of labor. In my ten years of life, I have participated in many activities: there are chess competitions; There are activities to celebrate the sixth and first garden; There is a "technology creates the future" garden activity ... the most common campus food festival with the theme of "I work, I am happy" will never be forgotten by me.

This activity is mainly about cooking. Make a fruit salad or fruit platter for each group, and bring a delicious one cooked at home. Choose several representative dishes from each class to participate in the school competition.

"Now please go back to the classroom and make trouble!" With the "call" of the host Hu Kun, all classes in the school came into the classroom one after another and began to make trouble. Our group made a fruit platter, so we immediately divided the work: Shenyang and Wang Jiating cut the fruit, Li Shinong and I loaded the vegetables, and the others did odd jobs. The intense production process began.

To make a fruit platter, be sure to wash the fruit clean, not too dirty. Therefore, Shenyang first asked Xu Yifei to wash the fruit.

After a while, Xu Yifei brought two washed cucumbers. Shenyang is unhurriedly peeling cucumber skin, and the knife in his hand is working in a scratching way, but the technology is not good, he can't distinguish right from wrong, and even the belt meat has been cut off.

At this time, Wang Jiating took another cucumber, cut it into pieces without peeling it, pointed to his cucumber piece and said to Shenyang, "Look! I cut better than you! " Shenyang didn't speak, convinced. Li Shinong and I immediately put the cucumbers cut by Wang Jiating on the edge of the plate and put a cherry fruit every other cucumber. The color is beautiful.

After a while, Shenyang cut four red apples. "Surround it!" I propose.

"Not good! Build a building and use it as a foundation. " Li Shinong said.

"no! Be careful to collapse! " I said. "You don't look good like that."

Li Shinong and I argued endlessly. However, I was no match for him at all, so I built an Eiffel Tower.

Later, our group built several more floors. On several occasions, the Eiffel Tower almost collapsed, but fortunately it was near misses. It wasn't long before the Eiffel Tower was built.

Under the Eiffel Tower, although it is a densely populated square composed of various fruit slices, there is an observation deck composed of peaches, pears, bananas and kiwifruit in the middle and an antenna made of cherries at the top, which is very creative. Our hearts are full of sweetness.

During the class evaluation, after I came to the stage with our group's assorted fruit platter, Wang Jiating loudly introduced: "This is the Eiffel Tower made by our group. This is the square where people come and go under the iron tower; This is a wait-and-see platform where many people stare at each other; This is the antenna at the top of the tower. "

Wang Jiating spoke vividly and won warm applause from his classmates. In the end, our work only won the third prize in the class, but we have deeply realized that I work and I am happy.

7. The composition topic "I can work" is 450 words. Although I am only in the third grade of primary school, I have a heart that loves labor!

Take last year's events as an example. That day, my parents went out, and I was the only one doing my homework at home. I finished my homework while I was writing. At this time, before my mother came back, I just sat there and thought, "What should I do?" Think about it, yes! So I quickly poured a basin of water, took a rag and began to clean the windows. As I rubbed it, I thought that my mother would be very happy to come back. Sure enough, when mom and dad came back, they asked, "Who cleaned our window? Why is it so clean? " I ran out and said to my mother, "I wiped it." Is it clean? " Mother was so happy that she repeatedly said, "Clean! How clean it is! Our son has grown up! " I'm so happy to hear the news!

Last year. As soon as the teacher said "Let's clean up", the students scrambled to get brooms, rags and mops. I also picked up the rag and began to clean the windows. When the table was cleared, I wiped each student's table again, and it was done in a short time. The teacher praised us as good children who love work.

You see, I am diligent enough!