My brother and sister help me write a description about the action of wiping the fan. Thank you for urgent use tomorrow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

"Students, come on, the cleaning has begun!" A classmate shouted happily, and I jumped into the classroom with tools such as washbasin, scrubber, rag and knife.

The task of our group is to clean up the old slogans on the walls and concrete columns. I first hit a basin of clean water, splashed it on the wall, and then tore off a large piece of old slogan paper, but the small slogan paper stuck to the cement column could not be torn off; We can't wipe it off with a rag or a brush. I think this will be scraped off soon, but it still won't. I poured water on the concrete column again, scraped it again and finally scraped it off. I jumped for joy.

I am working hard. The difficulty is coming again. Some slogans are too high to erase. I moved a stool and stood on it, but I still couldn't wipe it. I stood on tiptoe, lifted my hand, and rubbed it with all my strength. But my hands have been raised for a long time and I am really tired; And from time to time, thick dirty water drips into my sleeve along my palm and wrist. I hate it. I really don't want to do it.

At this time, I saw the horse standing on two assembled stools, with one hand holding the concrete pillar and the other hand rubbing hard. Lin Yi, the squadron leader, saw it and said to her with concern, "Be careful, don't fall." Yan Song smiled and said, "Don't worry, I can't." Looking at their every move, I thought to myself: I am also a young pioneer, and I am much worse than Yan Song. I should learn from her and face the difficulties. I secretly made up my mind that I must clean the slogan paper on the cement column. So, I took off a dress, rolled up my sleeves, learned to look like a horse, and wiped it hard, over and over again, one after another. Finally, clean the cement column.

After cleaning, we looked at the scrubbed walls and concrete columns, and our hearts were full of sweetness.