Talking about shovel composition

The construction workers at the door are busy, and two shovels are quietly leaning against the wall. I know, they are just resting. Like a shovel stuck in cement slurry, always ready to exercise.

It suddenly occurred to me that shovel is an indispensable agricultural tool for every family.

Their looks have their own characteristics. There are round faces, square faces, small heads and big heads. But the handles are round and smooth wooden sticks. Speaking of this, I actually remembered a proverb: the mouse pulls the shovel, and the big head is behind. Explain that the good days have passed!

I don't know how long the history of shovel is and which dynasty it originated from, but I know it is an important link in all industries.

I saw people shoveling coal, ice, garbage, salt and roads with it ... there are so many of them, almost all over the world!

In our countryside, every family has more than one shovel. Nowadays, the wooden hammer that hit the ground has disappeared, and the iron claw hook that dug the ground has gradually been forgotten. The big hook hoe has been replaced by a small rotary cultivator. Perhaps, small shovels and shovels that cut grass gracefully appear from time to time, but shovels are still full of vitality and seem to be processed more beautifully and fashionably with different shapes.

When our generation was young, the materials were particularly poor, and all kinds of toys were made by ourselves, all kinds of skipping ropes, all kinds of beautiful little bones at animal joints, all kinds of sandbags, all kinds of checkers ... really countless! Countless fun, countless wonderful. Of course, there is also this shovel, which we brought and played with. One person stands on the shovel head, and the other person holds the other end of the handle and rotates around the shovel head to see how long the standing person can hold on. Of course, we must be dizzy after two laps now, but at that time we could all hold on for more than ten laps. People on the shovel can also squat down and hold the handle with both hands, which can last for a long time, but this is usually for Doby's younger brothers and sisters. It's really fun. If you don't believe me, you should try.

One high-rise building after another, one underground palace after another, one factory after another, and one crop after another, which are indelible contributions of shovels, not to mention shovels are not idle in farmers' hands all year round.

In spring, before the farm work came out, the villagers soon began to build new houses. At this time, almost every shovel was dispatched and gathered at the construction site. Even those elderly grandfathers, with shovels on their backs, will dig around the fields, dig here and there, repair and exercise their bones and muscles at their own roadside, saying that they are happy to do some work.

In summer, crops grow vigorously, but we can't lack water at this time. As the saying goes, ten days of drought, five days of drought. Therefore, watering has become a labor that shovels must participate in. Also, there are a lot of heavy rains in summer. At this time, it is necessary to use a shovel to release water to build roads.

Autumn is really the time for shovels to show their talents. Farming, land leveling, sowing, watering and so on must be done with shovels. Almost every day, the shovel head is polished and has no rust at all, which is the most beautiful time of the year.

In winter, farm tools all stay quietly in the corner, as if hibernating. However, shovels can't sleep well. Most young people have gone out to work, and their families have also formed a small construction team to build a new house for a family in the village, and the shovels in the village will also pile up here. Moreover, the restless old man is still carrying a shovel to hit the ground, what to do? There are many roots underground. Digging them out can not only make a fire, but also sell them for money. The most important thing is to dig out a sweat and dig out a strong body.

Friend, you may not be a farmer, but I'm sure you've seen a shovel. Because it is omnipotent, it is our closest good friend. However, no one recited a hymn for it, no one wrote a beautiful article for it, and no one praised it.

So, today I will write a few words with my humble pen, for the sake of shovels, for those who have no weekends, holidays and unknown jobs all year round. They may not be noble officials and nobles, prominent tycoons, fashionable clothes hangers on the streets, but migrant workers in cities, farmers who sweat profusely during busy farming, and dirty and tired workers during slack farming; They are the most respectable parents and the most distressing children; Some of them are away all the year round, separated from their families, and have no entertainment except work every day. Perhaps the only spiritual feast is the phone call of family members, that is, hearing the voices of relatives and the good news of children's progress.

I raised my eyes again and looked at the shovel leaning against the wall, the shovel head covered with mud, and the smooth handle that was scratched. I was deeply touched by it again. I leaned forward in my heart and bowed to it devoutly!