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On Labor Day, how can I say thank you to those who stick to their posts around me?

May Day holiday, but there are still some people who have been sticking to their posts. I want to say to you: Have you worked hard? . People who still stick to their jobs on May Day came, and many families went out for three days' holiday. Just as we are having fun, don't forget that many uncles and aunts are still stuck in their jobs and can't go home to reunite with their relatives. On May 1 day, the traffic police uncle stood at the intersection as always, ignoring the harm of car horns and car exhaust to human body, still directing pedestrians and vehicles seriously and responsibly, maintaining traffic order and ensuring traffic safety. They are very responsible for their work and have no regrets no matter how hard they work. Ensuring safety during the festival is their greatest wish. On Labor Day, doctors and nurses in the hospital continued to fight in their respective posts. The outpatient doctor gently asks the patient's condition, and then gives the patient a medicine, a civilized test list and a B-ultrasound list; ? Angels in white? Nurses are busy taking patients' blood pressure, taking medicine, giving injections and infusions. They tried their best to alleviate the patient's pain. Under their careful treatment and enthusiastic care, they cured one patient after another and saved one new life after another.

On May Day, the tour guide will organize everyone to travel together. They are serious and determined not to let anyone fall behind. I also want to explain tourist attractions, historical stories or fairy tales to you. If someone doesn't understand, they will explain it to them separately to make them understand. I admire these people. For the safety, harmony and health of the people, they are full of love and dedication, and persist in their work regardless of holidays. I used to look down on people who did a lot of small jobs and thought they were useless, but I gradually felt that I was wrong. Once in class, the teacher asked a question, what is our ideal? This is very simple. We all raised our hands. I said that my ideal is an astronomer, and other students are scientists, doctors and so on. Every profession deserves our respect and pays tribute to those who work hardest.