A noble man writes 500 words.

Some people worship singers because they have a good voice; Some people worship painters because their works are vivid and pleasing to the eye; Some people like athletes because they win glory for their country. And the object I worship is really an ordinary and simple cleaner.

Since I was a child, I looked down on cleaners and thought their work was dirty. Not long ago, I changed my mind.

It was early in the morning, a little fish-belly grey had just appeared in the east, and there was no one in the street. Quietly, furtively, a car flew by by accident. I woke up from a beautiful dream and wanted to go to the toilet. When I walked through the living room, I suddenly heard the sound of "brushing". In the empty street, the sound was particularly harsh and aroused my curiosity. Walking into the window, I saw a uniformed cleaner sweeping the floor, and sweat was flowing out of her thin body. Seeing this, I unconsciously changed my mind: the cleaner is really hard, others are still sleeping, but I get up early and sweep the floor in the dark.

In the morning, I go to school at a brisk pace. When I came to a path, I saw a cleaner sweeping the floor. She swept carefully, as if she were the only one in this street. At this time, a crisp high-heeled shoes sound from far and near. It turned out that a fashionable white-collar girl came over. When she walked past the cleaner, the cleaner's broom accidentally swept her high heels. "Sorry, I was careless." The cleaner apologized quickly, but the girl didn't appreciate it. She frowned and said, "How did you sweep it? You are too careless. Pay attention next time. " The cleaner was still apologizing, but the girl walked away.

Seeing this, I can't help but stop: is this still a white-collar worker with higher education? I couldn't help feeling sorry for the cleaner, so I went up to her and asked, "Are you all right?" She seemed a little surprised, and then smiled faintly: "Nothing, I'm used to it." Say that finish, and bowed his head, continue to sweep the floor. Suddenly, I found this street so clean.

On the way to school, I thought: Although the cleaners are humble, their selfless dedication and hard work make us live in a clean environment every day. Isn't it worthy of respect? Thinking of this, the thin figure of the cleaner in the morning suddenly grew taller in my mind. ......

This is the object of my worship. Although he has no glamorous appearance, he is noble and simple!