I respect the people, he is very ordinary, he is - cleaners. Cleaners, how ordinary ordinary names, and even a lot of people are reluctant to mention them. However, every corner of life has the footsteps of their step by step.
The cleaners used his hands in exchange for the neatness and cleanliness of our city. Dawn dawn, when the black sky is also set with a few sparse residual stars, they will get up, holding the most simple tool - broom, in every corner of the street busy open. In the humble position on the unknown work, in order to bring our home to a clean, a beautiful.
Cleaners are not only industrious, but also selfless dedication. Whether in the hot sun or snow, 365 days a year, from the non-stop this simple and difficult task. But there are many people in life not only do not support them, but also with a contemptuous look to see, and some people do not talk about health, random littering, destruction of the city appearance, and these cleaners, do not feel ashamed?
The cleaners are small, but how noble they are. Through the honeycomb, I saw a little bee, they are nervously brewing honey, it is not like a cleaner? They also use their hard-working hands to our life brewing sweet honey.
Cleaners are the epitome of thousands of laborers, the years of the ring to witness their contribution to the community, face wrinkles criss-cross, engraved with selfless dedication of the noble spirit, full of silver is thought With all this effort. They used the hands of labor to create a beautiful life.
when i was in high school, there was a teacher who taught me more than that in was a very kind boy, 4 or 5 years older than us and taught us geography. we all liked to take his class, though geography was not our major course.
what impressed me a lot was his could see him always got angry only when we were too noisy in class,he often played soccer with used to be a very believable defender and never fouled on any of us.
we all liked to call him "teacher miao" and he was just like a friend, not a sonsy personality inspired me to be kind to everyone i was my well-beloved "teacher miao".
在我上高中的时候,有一位老师教了我很多东西,他是一个非常善良的男孩,比我们大四五岁,教我们地理。我们都喜欢上他的课,尽管地理不是我们的主修课。
给我留下深刻印象的是他总是在我们上课太吵闹的时候生气,他经常和我们一起踢足球,他曾经是一个非常可信的后卫,从来没有对我们任何人犯规。
我们都喜欢叫他“苗老师”,他就像一个朋友,而不是一个儿子的性格激励我对每个人都很好我是我深爱的“苗老师”。
The man I admire most is the cleaner.
I remember that when I was six years old, there was such a story. The story happened in Yanshun road. That day, my mother and I were going to Beijing Zoo, so we were waiting for the bus by the side of the road very early. A dustman's grandfather was looking for something on the road. His face was wrinkled and his hands were rough like dried bark. He was wearing an old coat with an orange vest on it.
I asked my grandfather, "what are you doing?" My grandfather replied, "little friend, I'm sweeping the floor." I said, "why sweep the main road?" "Sweeping the floor can make the road clean and serve the people," he said
I saw him holding a broom in one hand and a dustpan in the other. He swept the scraps of paper into the dustpan with a broom. I was shocked by his skillful action.
It was winter, we were wearing warm clothes, I looked at the cleaner, I asked: "why don't you work with gloves?" "Inconvenient." "Why do you get up so early?" "I'm going to sweep the floor before people go to work." Said grandfather.
I finally learned about the toil of the cleaners. In order to let everyone have a clean environment, they are not afraid of tired and dirty, they are the people I admire most.
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