My aunt's cleaning touched my heart (composition)

I admire many people, such as the People's Liberation Army, doctors, … but what I admire most is the cleaner who cleans in obscurity every day.

Every morning, while people are still asleep, the hard-working cleaners have started their day's work. Some of them get up before five o'clock and pick up brooms to work. Whether it is windy or rainy, cold or hot, they always clean the streets and never complain. When we live in a beautiful environment, have you ever wondered who created today's environment for us and who made us walk on a clean road every day? Cleaners are selfless to us. They don't ask for high returns, just let people live in a clean environment every day.

If someone asks me, "Is it hot?" I replied without hesitation: "hot, very hot!" " "Many students will buy some popsicles after school to reduce fever and quench their thirst. After returning home, most of them turned on the air conditioner alone and slept comfortably. The only cleaning workers, their clothes have been wet with sweat, and their faces have been flushed by the scorching sun.

Once, I went to school on duty, and the burning sun scorched the earth, so I couldn't open my eyes. I saw an aunt cleaner cleaning the school. She picked up the broom and swept it, and the dust flew into her eyes. She rubbed her eyes and continued to sweep. Glittering sweat ran down her cheeks and soaked her clothes. She doesn't care. I was moved by this spirit. After sweeping the floor, she was covered with dust and walked back slowly.

Another time, my partner and I went downstairs to play and had a good time. Suddenly I saw an aunt in a cleaner's uniform sweeping garbage on the road. I saw him with a broom in one hand and a dustbin in the other, sweeping and looking at two cars coming from time to time. I asked in my mind: Why is aunt cleaning so dangerous? I asked my aunt with this question. Aunt said, "People nowadays are too unsanitary. They litter while driving. If they don't sweep it away, other cars will run over them. " At this moment, a car quickly threw a jar out of the window. Immediately, the car in the other lane suddenly "stabbed" and the cans were crushed. Aunt cleaner had to sweep away and watch her back once and for all. I think: people nowadays don't know what happiness is. Aunt cleaner works hard to clean, but many people throw rubbish, which makes aunt cleaner risk her life to clean.

Later, I understood that cleaners are selfless and unknown for our environment. They don't ask for anything in return, but for a beautiful living environment. I would rather be dirty than clean. Although he is extraordinary, I admire his spirit and sacrifice myself and others. In my eyes, they are noble people!

Last night, the fragrance floated ten miles, and now a city is scattered. The old year added life to others, and Kangling was clean. Who created this great miracle? It's you, cleaner! Cleaner, I want to say thank you!

You, the unknown great men in Qian Qian, not only have to create miracles for everyone in this happy festival, but you have been working hard in the scorching sun, cold nights, strong winds and heavy rains for many years. ......

It is you who let Luffy's sprinkler shed a fresh dawn; It's you, waving a broom, wiping away the dirt of the city, making the city clean and radiant, and welcoming the first kiss in the morning of the East. ......

If someone asks: Do you feel hot? I think everyone will definitely say without hesitation: "Hot! Very hot! " Yes, in mid-June, we were surrounded by the summer craze! Especially at noon, the bustling community in the past is now deserted! People hide in air-conditioned rooms to enjoy the cool. In such hot weather, the only thing I admire is the cleaners who work hard to clean the streets. Look! Glittering sweat soaked their clothes, and the burning sun reddened their faces.

It was a weekend afternoon. On my way to the swimming pool, I suddenly met a cleaner cleaning the cesspool. Under the scorching sun, he unscrewed the pool cover with pliers and then went down to dig dung. I saw his lower body sink into manure and pull it out one by one with his own hands. This cesspit is five meters long and three meters wide. It will take at least one afternoon. I asked myself strangely: it's so hot, why did he dig dung in the cesspool? I asked their monitor with questions. The monitor said: "Because this is to serve the interests of the people, we must persist even if we try harder. This cleaner is an advanced member of our team, but his salary has only been reported to 800 yuan. " "Then why not promote his official position?" I asked in surprise. The captain said: "In fact, the superior has long wanted to promote his official position, but what's the use?" He himself disagreed. "After listening to this touching story, I couldn't help being moved. I have given up the idea of going to the swimming pool to soak in it to cool off. I just want to stay here quietly. After a while, I went to the cleaner and said kindly, "Uncle, you have worked hard, have a rest!" " "But he said firmly:" This is to serve the public and can't be delayed for a minute. " I watched him work silently, and my eyes couldn't help being "stunned". Time is getting faster and faster, and more and more people are crowded around. Everyone offered condolences, and some asked, "Are you thirsty? Is it hot? " Some asked, "Have a rest!" Countless greetings and countless concerns were deceived by his beautiful lies. Everyone thinks the same as me: even serving the public doesn't have to be so hard! After an afternoon, the cleaner dug out the cesspool and left quietly. Looking at his distant back, I gradually understand that he is a noble person around me, working hard for everyone to live in a beautiful environment in obscurity.

When heroes are mentioned, people will think of soldiers who fought for the revolution in battle, or people who made contributions in a certain scientific field, or people who were brave. And the heroes I'm talking about today are a group of ordinary people. They are cleaners.

Although they look simple and simple, they are no different from us. But they are really amazing, which is a fact that we can see for ourselves.

The cleaner is so small, but so noble. They are the guardians of Green Home and beautiful homeland.

Day after day, year after year. Dedicated silently in that humble post.

In summer, when we are still enjoying the cool at home, they stick to their posts in the heat. They never seem to be afraid of the warmth of the sun and the pungent smell of garbage. The sweat on his face is so crystal clear in the sun.

In winter, when we are still enjoying the warmth at home, they use their frozen hands to pick up every leaf that has been blown off by the wind and clean every street. Every corner of life has their footprints.

Their bodies are industrious; My heart is kind: I remember one winter morning, it snowed as big as goose feathers. On my way to school, I suddenly fell down, and a cleaner next to me helped me up. From this time on, every day on the way to and from school, I pay more attention to the old man and give him a respectful look.

They have paid so much, but the cleaner is a role that is often overlooked. Sometimes we throw scraps of paper and all kinds of rubbish on the ground or in front of them. Even so, the cleaners who have been paying don't care, work hard, and still take pains to defend our city every day, trying to make our city clean and tidy. They traded their own dirt for the cleanliness of the city, so what we did was obviously wrong.

The city belongs to all of us, and only we can join hands with the cleaners to defend our home. Only in this way will our home be more beautiful; Our life will be better!

Here, I would also like to pay tribute to the cleaners all over the world: "You are beauticians of the city, messengers of creating a beautiful home, and heroes in my heart. You have worked hard! "

Our life pays attention to efficiency, and high efficiency should meet two requirements: one is single-minded and meticulous, and the other is a good learning environment-who gave you this learning environment? -Parents? No. Is it heaven? No. In fact, they are a very humble profession-cleaners.

Cleaners, also known as "beauticians of the city", work hard for us in order to make everyone work in a fresh environment.

When you go out at four or five in the morning, you can see that the cleaners are busy. Also, this is the best time to clean up ―― it's a little early, lest people get dirty at work; It's a little late, for fear of traffic problems that will affect people's work. Look, how considerate the cleaner is to us! They are absorbed in wiping the ground with brooms, trying to prevent "dust from escaping through the net" and trying to prevent dust from rising.

Such a great cleaner is still reviled by some citizens. People always treat them as plain and dark, and they all hate them. They also said it would affect the city appearance. But the cleaner, the ugly cleaner, just put up with it. They put up with it for the sake of people's work efficiency and environment. Those who laugh at cleaners, you don't know, without this "threat to the city" cleaner, you wouldn't work and live in a paradise-like dream water town.

Like ordinary people, cleaners have ups and downs in their hearts. They are sour-people look down on them; They are sweet-happy for people's contributions; They are bitter-getting up early and working hard to cheer for us; They are sexy ― they are to blame for working so hard. ...

Cleaner, "city beautician", you have benefited us, made our life happy and healthy, and made our earth young forever!

When heroes are mentioned, people will think of soldiers who fought for the revolution in battle, or people who made contributions in a certain scientific field, or people who were brave. And the heroes I'm talking about today are a group of ordinary people. They are cleaners.

Although they look simple and simple, they are no different from us. But they are really amazing, which is a fact that we can see for ourselves.

The cleaner is so small, but so noble. They are the guardians of Green Home and beautiful homeland.

Day after day, year after year. Dedicated silently in that humble post.

In summer, when we are still enjoying the cool at home, they stick to their posts in the heat. They never seem to be afraid of the warmth of the sun and the pungent smell of garbage. The sweat on his face is so crystal clear in the sun.

In winter, when we are still enjoying the warmth at home, they use their frozen hands to pick up every leaf that has been blown off by the wind and clean every street. Every corner of life has their footprints.

Their bodies are industrious; My heart is kind: I remember one winter morning, it snowed as big as goose feathers. On my way to school, I suddenly fell down, and a cleaner next to me helped me up. From this time on, every day on the way to and from school, I pay more attention to the old man and give him a respectful look.

They have paid so much, but the cleaner is a role that is often overlooked. Sometimes we throw scraps of paper and all kinds of rubbish on the ground or in front of them. Even so, the cleaners who have been paying don't care, work hard, and still take pains to defend our city every day, trying to make our city clean and tidy. They traded their own dirt for the cleanliness of the city, so what we did was obviously wrong.

The city belongs to all of us, and only we can join hands with the cleaners to defend our home. Only in this way will our home be more beautiful; Our life will be better!

Here, I would also like to pay tribute to the cleaners all over the world: "You are beauticians of the city, messengers of creating a beautiful home, and heroes in my heart. You have worked hard! "