I am a street lamp excellent composition 1 I am an ordinary street lamp. Dare not compete with the sun during the day, and contribute their brilliance in obscurity at night.
There is a family living in front of me, and this family has deep feelings with me. One day, I flashed a few times and it didn't light up. It turned out that the fuse was blown. When I was in a daze, the old man in this family helped me integrate. He said to me, "I don't know how long you can stay with me." The city decided to tear down all the old street lamps in the city and replace them with new ones. " Hey, I'll talk to the mayor tomorrow and ask him if he can keep you. "I'm sorry to hear that. Although the old man can't hear, after all, I have been here for more than ten years and have feelings for everything here.
A cat came out and said to me, "Don't be too sad, let fate take its course." The fallen leaves saw that I was worried and came to comfort me: "Hey, people are like this, don't be too sad." I was listening on the surface, but there was only one wish in my heart ... then there was a meteor shower, which was very beautiful. A meteor flew to me and said, "Look at your appearance, I can help you realize a wish." I thought for a moment, and then quietly said to it, "No matter what I become, as long as I see my people, I will know my story." Hearing a bang, it flew away.
The next day, the old man went out hopefully and soon came back dejectedly. He touched me and said, "I can't stay with you anymore." Later, some workers tore me down and sent me to the smelter. I was thrown into the furnace, and when I came out, I became a big clock. Looking at his appearance, I don't know what to do, thinking about the old man. After a while, a writer-like man bought me and put me in his house. However, he walks back and forth at home every day, maybe he can't find the material for cooperation! He glanced at me unintentionally, so he picked up a pen and began to write. I think he must have thought of the story of street lamp. ...
I am a street lamp. I am a street lamp on the road. Every night, I see many different people and stories.
It's not night arrival. A hurried businessman accidentally knocked an old woman to the ground, but the businessman only left a pile of red bills. But I didn't say an apology, I just hurried on. And this businessman knows that "money is everything and can solve any problem". Instead of wasting precious time here, he might as well give the old man some money and go to see a doctor himself. The old lady may be much older, so she didn't see who hit herself clearly.
A little boy wearing a red scarf came face to face. He saw the grandmother who fell to the ground by the roadside and quickly helped her up. The old lady asked, "Did you hit grandma?" The boy replied, "No, I was walking, and I just saw you fall to the ground, so I helped you up." Who's that? The little boy found a stack of money and a business card, which was left by the businessman.
The little boy dialed the phone number on the business card with a public phone: "Hello! Hello, are you a businessman who just ran into grandma? " The businessman replied, "Yes! But I left some money there. "
The little boy said, "money can't solve everything, and some things can't be solved by money." But businessmen don't think so. The little boy hung up the phone in a hurry before he finished, and the little boy sighed in disappointment.
A street lamp, a story, joys and sorrows.
I am a street lamp. I have a thin and long body, a big head and a pointed hat on my head. The strangest thing is that I only have one foot, round and flat like a cookie. I am a street lamp, illuminating the road for people in the dark.
My hat glows yellow, just like a lovely little angel. At this time, a few small flying insects jumped around happily, which dazzled me. I quickly said, "Dancer. Stop jumping and have a rest! I want to light the way for everyone! " The little flying bug stopped jumping and quietly lay on my hat.
At this moment, I saw an old woman across the street. She walked slowly and hard, but it was going to turn red. Grandma walked in a hurry. At this time, a young man behind her came forward to protect her. Grandma said, "Thank you, young man." The young man quickly said, "You're welcome, you're welcome." I think helping others is also helping myself. I try my best to shine and light the way home for grandma.
In the morning, several people came up to me with some colorful papers, took out a tube of white glue and coated it on me, and then stuck the paper on it, which was very uncomfortable, like a dog skin plaster. I looked at my companion again, and I was treated in the same way. I felt something kick my foot, and it hurt. I saw it was a plastic box. More and more people throw rubbish at my feet, and the more they pile up, the more dirty and smelly I become. A little boy, not satisfied, painted on me, and someone wrote my phone number on me. I feel terrible. Under the torture of people, I finally got sick. Guys, why are you doing this to me? I give you light in the dark, so that you can see clearly and go home safely. Shouldn't you love me?
I want to be a happy street lamp and serve everyone healthily.
I am a street lamp. I want to be a street lamp, a lamp to guide people, a smooth road to the soul and light the way forward.
The morning in the city is quiet, and the original lofty and generous sky is covered by large clouds. Apart from the patchwork and jagged buildings, there is no beauty in front of my eyes. "sand ... sand", slowly looking around, only to find that hardworking cleaners are brushing their eyebrows and putting on makeup for the city; A glimmer of light on the eastern horizon seeped into the sky carefully, and the new day gradually moved from a distance. In the early morning when the breeze is lazy and the white clouds are floating lightly, I summon up all my strength, smile at the students in a hurry and wave at the hurried back. Slowly, the sun came out, and I just stood quietly, taking an elegant nap, ignoring the noise of the city, and only occasionally opened my eyes and looked around at the changes. Children who have just learned to walk are walking around me happily, giving me a big hug with meaty little hands from time to time; Tired birds, standing on my shoulders at rest, twittering about interesting things on the road; Watching the wind-blown leaves dance, watching clusters of Sophora japonica hanging gently on the branches, watching the red wintergreen, the furry petals, and enjoying the puppy in the grass. Children returning from sunset, old people playing chess, and young people in a hurry, I watch quietly and feel with my heart every day. As the sun sets, night falls. Open your relaxed eyes, spread a smiling face, stand straight on the silent roadside, send smiles and blessings to those who travel at night, and send light and warmth to those who can't find their way.
I am a street lamp. In the dark, my eyes shine like dazzling stars in the night sky. No matter whether it is cold or hot, I will stand at attention and perform my duties seriously. At the same time, my partners and I use our special way to make the night in the city more beautiful and more agile.
It's getting dark Looking at the empty street, I couldn't help yawning, and my eyes slowly became cloudy. But the grandmother beside me is still watching the street, waiting for her son to take the last bus home. I shook my head hard, rubbed my stiff cheeks, and kept saying to myself, "Stand up and open your eyes. Grandma's eyes are not very good. Help her see her son who appeared at my side for the first time." I tried to turn on the light, and they all gathered on the road in front of me. In this way, Eden was quietly guarding, and after the car pulled into the station, it drove non-stop to the distance, watching each other's backs walk away with a smile, full of heart. For a long time, a strange light sound made me think again. The poor stray dog said shyly to me, "Can I sleep next to you?" Looking at his little face, how can this clever little creature not make people feel pity? I readily agreed. I slowly lowered my eyes and let them snuggle under my feet. Warm light gently caressed its trembling body and accompanied it to sleep. At this time, I became more awake and my waist was straighter, because I knew that more people needed this light and my company and protection.
I am a street lamp. I love my city. I want to stand on the street corner like a soldier, waiting and accompanying.
I am a street lamp. Hello, everyone, I am a colorful street lamp. Why do you say I am colorful? That's because my mood is different. Let me tell you one thing!
I am a happy street lamp. Although I am a street lamp, I can't stand on the road, but I am also very happy, because I will meet many people of all kinds walking in front of me on the road and see many things happening on the road. For example, once, I saw an old man crossing the road. He crossed the road with crutches because his legs and feet were uncomfortable. A lady looked down on the old man and didn't even help him, so she went straight over. There is also a middle-aged man who only looks at his mobile phone and ignores the elderly. Just when I was worried about the old man, a pupil saw this situation and ran to help the old man cross the road. Seeing this, my mind is finally comforted.
I am a road lamp that sacrifices myself for others. Whenever the sun just goes down, I turn on my strong light with my buddies to illuminate the bosses, drivers, students and other people passing by. I light the way for them, and my buddies watch them with me and send them home safely, so that we can feel at ease.
I am a lonely street lamp. Although we light up the earth together, we can't talk together after three steps, and we have to complete our respective tasks. Whenever we finish the task, we just stand there quietly waiting for the next night, and we will continue to light the way for people. My life is so monotonous and lonely.
This is me, I am a street lamp, and I am also a colorful street lamp.
I am a street lamp. One day, a light flashed from me, and when I shook it, it became a street lamp.
From then on, I stood there quietly every day, serving the public at night, and I was very happy to serve the public, but what human beings did to me made me very unhappy.
One night, there was a passerby. He was on the phone, swearing for a while, and looked very unhappy. He came over and kicked me, regardless of the willy-nilly. Ah! Why did you kick me? I ignore you, I light a cigarette for you. Is that how you take it out on me? You are so annoying.
Another time, I stood there and tried my best to give more light around me. At this time, a car came in the distance, and another car swayed from side to side. One of the two cars is extremely fast. The other is that the driver can't control the steering wheel because of drunk driving, and he doesn't obey the traffic rules. He hit it off and hugged each other, which I didn't expect. Less than five seconds. I continue to observe ...
An aunt walked past me with her son. Her son wants to eat lollipops, but the aunt refuses to buy them for him anyway. His son suddenly sat on the ground, holding my body and crying and making trouble. Her mother said angrily, "If you don't leave, you will be beaten." Then he forgot what his son said, picked up her son and hit him. Children who don't listen to adults are really "shooting themselves in the foot-self-inflicted". I also want to say, aunt, your education method is not appropriate. Children can't just fight!
To make matters worse, someone posted some small advertisements on me, which made my body in a mess. I thought, "Can't you all be conscious?" I am alive, too. "
I am happy to serve the public, but please give me more respect and love!
I am a street lamp. This morning, I walked down the street as usual, looking at the old street lamp that has been used for more than ten years at the entrance of the community. Suddenly, a strong light shone on me. I found that I couldn't move. I had no hands. My head turned into that bright light bulb.
It is not easy to be a street lamp, standing tall and straight on the side of the road in the scorching sun. I saw an old man across the street, facing an electric car like the running water of the Yangtze River, and I didn't know how to live. I subconsciously wanted to run over, but I couldn't-I forgot I was a street lamp. At this time, several small students came running to help the old man and finally crossed the road bit by bit.
After seeing grandpa leave, a worker's uncle painted me with white protective liquid and whispered to me, "Thank you for bringing us light, old friend."
As soon as my uncle left, several people stood beside me, holding leaflets and were about to stick them on me. At this moment, a little girl ran over and said, "Uncle, you can't post it. He has provided us with light for more than ten years, and stood and served us rain or shine. " Hearing this, I suddenly felt that all the hard work was worth it. After they left, the little girl patted me and said, "Don't worry, I will take good care of you."
As night falls, an old sanitation couple are taking out steamed bread and pickles from their bags and eating them next to me. I opened my eyes wide and gave them a brighter light. Grandma smiled and said to grandpa, "Oh, this light is really bright!" " "
At night, warm everyone with your greatest strength and guide those who are confused about your own strength.
I am a street lamp. I am a street lamp. I live in a busy street, and I am responsible for illuminating the way home for pedestrians and vehicles in the dark. I am clean, my head is bright, and I am full of confidence and pride in my work.
But day after day, a bad thing came at me and held me tight-I was covered in dust and mud, ugly, and the dust on the lampshade dimmed my light, but I still shone desperately and didn't dare to neglect.
Although I brought you light, people not only didn't give me light back, but despised me and bullied me. There are a lot of sneaky people, who paste messy small advertisements on me, quickly get on the electric car and disappear into the alley in lightning speed.
Some grandparents who do morning exercises put their feet on my thin body and do foot pressing. And I can't speak or move, so I can only stay where I am and suffer, and let their unreasonable behavior continue. I am depressed alone. Grandpa who suddenly became an iron sand palm must be sparring equipment. His palm blows and blows, and my smooth body is uneven. People passing by are applauding, and at this moment, I silently left tears that no one can see. An uncle who just came out of the bar, driving a rampaging car, happened to fly to me, and my body was smashed to pieces, but my uncle refused to let go, staggered down from the car and spit a mass of liquid on me, which was completely scrapped by me.
Environmental protection workers were sent to the repair shop, and at night others asked, "Hey! Where is that tall street lamp? This is a beautiful scenery in the street. It is he who brings us light. "
Man, don't wait until you lose something to know how to cherish and care.
I am a street lamp. I am a big black street lamp, standing beside the road every day. During the day and at night, I live that boring and boring life every day.
That night, I worked silently as usual. But before long, a stealthy man in black suddenly appeared in the distance. I didn't care at first, but it actually took my body one by one and put it on the truck. I was scared, but I couldn't resist.
Soon, I was transported to a shabby place, and the ground was full of potholes. There are no street lamps here. After the man pretended to be me, after a while, a lot of poor people in rags suddenly appeared around me. They all said, "Bald Li Si, thank you for bringing us light." "You're welcome!" The man in black said with a smile, took off his black hat and showed his shiny bald head.
Later, I learned that this is a poor village called the poor ghost village. The man who brought me here is Li Si, a bald man and a big family in the village. (Although there is only a thousand dollars and a suit), the others are penniless. Because the village was poor, Li Si, a bald man, risked his life to steal me here to benefit the villagers.
Thought of here, I shed tears of emotion. In this way, I stayed in Guangtou Village, silently serving the villagers and always serving. ...
I am a street lamp excellent composition 10 I am a street lamp on earth, illuminating you in the dark night; I, the spiritual pillar of mankind, point you in the right direction on a desolate night.
God, it's getting dark. Everyone and I lit up dazzling lights. On the cement road, the voice of the cleaner "rustling sand" swept the ground again. At the moment, a big truck just flew in front of it, and the cleaner had a great effort to sweep up a pile of dead branches and leaves, flying all over the sky like a butterfly, and scattering gold everywhere. "Can you drive?" The cleaner complained angrily.
After a while, the sea of people gradually dispersed and the busy figure of the cleaner flashed in the moonlight. Suddenly, a masked man appeared quietly behind the cleaner, trying to steal the wallet inserted in the pocket behind the cleaner. Just at that moment, I woke up my sleeping companion in a panic. We tried to remind the cleaner, but we couldn't talk. Everyone flashed lights at the cleaners anxiously, but to no avail, they were mercilessly reprimanded by the cleaners: "What is this broken street lamp?" How can I sweep the floor? " The thief took advantage of the fire to rob, took out his wallet and turned away.
At this moment, there was a "beep" siren not far away. Fortunately, the police noticed our fast-approaching flash. Everyone and I turned our angry eyes on the thief. At this time, the cleaner noticed the wallet in the masked man's hand and shouted, "Give it back to me, that's my wallet!" " The police rushed up without saying anything, and the thief was caught by the police just as he tried to escape. The cleaner immediately looked up at us, and his fiery eyes glistened with tears and bowed deeply to us. ...
However, at the moment when the cleaner turned around, the earth fell into darkness …
I'm a street lamp+1 1 It's a quiet night, horribly bleak ... just me and Cricket. It's singing and I'm just lighting a lamp. Flocks of moths are flying in front of my eyes, surrounded by ... Yes, I am a street lamp.
Suddenly, a young man was driving with a frown on his face, as if he had a lot of trouble at work today, and then he threw a banana peel out of the window and left in the street. At this moment, I saw an orange figure in the distance. He didn't say anything, just silently picked up the banana peel on the ground, and then looked at the clean street ahead, revealing a knowing smile.
Late at night, he looked at his watch and said to other sanitation workers, "Everyone has worked hard. Let's call it a day! " As they dispersed, the last noise of the night was erased.
Yes, when you walk in the clean and spacious streets and throw rubbish on the ground, have you ever thought about the creator of this comfortable and beautiful environment? All these creations are the crystallization of the hard work of hardworking and great sanitation workers. How I hope this will not happen again in the future, and we will work together to safeguard our beautiful home!
Every day, when most people are still asleep, the cleaners are already working in their posts. They use their hard-working hands and sweat from the autumn wind to get the roads fresh and smooth. When people go to work and walk on clean roads, who will think about who is responsible for this? It happened that at this time, the cleaner had finished the task and went home. So many people don't care about the existence of cleaners. Facing the world of all sentient beings, as cleaners, they may be very small, but their dedication has spread far away.
I am just a small street lamp in the street, quietly watching all kinds of people pass by me, and I am also quietly watching the stories that happen to them. ...
I am a street lamp. Look, I am a street lamp.
At night, it was dark. There should be nothing to see the way except the cat. And I always light up at this time, throw the lights on the ground, illuminate the streets, illuminate the signs, and illuminate people's bright smiles. I not only bring convenience to people, but also give people more sense of security. Look at those lights, one after another, all the way to the end of the road ... so the night is no longer just dark, and pedestrians who come home late are no longer lonely. ...
I help people to light the road ahead and let them see the light at night, but some people's behavior makes me sad. While I was enjoying the beautiful scenery of nature, a group of children came up to me with sticks and toy guns. I can't help but be a little scared when I look at them. They look terrible. Are they coming towards me?
Slowly, the group of children got closer and closer, and several of them rushed at me with sticks. The "bang" stick rained down on me and gradually smashed out one pit after another. Some children even scribbled on me with pens; What's more, I carved a series of scratches on my body with a knife; There's another one who seems to want to climb over my head ...
At this time, I am trembling and flustered! Endure the pain on your body, the tears in your eyes, and the anger in your heart! I want to say, son, you play games at night, and I will light the way for you when you walk and give you a bright future. Now, because you are happy at the moment, you are doodling on me and hurting me. You may think that the collision between wooden sticks and steel is more fun than pressing the piano with your fingers. Draw on me, don't have fun in art class; Climbing over my head is more exciting than climbing a mountain. But do you know what kind of pain I have to suffer? Do I have to pay for your unreasonable behavior?
I hope everyone can love me, so that I can work better and serve everyone. Actually, you and I are like looking in the mirror. You protect me from hurting me, and let me shine more diligently for everyone!
I am a street lamp. When I woke up, I found that the familiar soft big bed was gone. It was dark around me, but there was a lamp where I was standing. I tried to stretch my body, but I couldn't move at all. I found that I became a street lamp!
I stand in the cultural square, like many street lamps, clinging to my own light. With my faint light, I quietly peep at the fireworks of this world. Under the banyan tree, my aunts and sisters are singing and dancing. Their dances are full of happiness and their faces are filled with happy smiles. On the basketball court, the boys with boiling blood are having a fierce game. Their faces were red and sweat ran down their cheeks. They attack in various ways and remain calm and resourceful. One attack and one defense played a thrilling game for us. Suddenly came a "Throat-sealing Sword", which was full of enthusiasm and excitement!
My eyes returned to the starting point from the end of light. Just below me, a little boy is riding a scooter. He held the handlebar with his hand, stepped on the car with one foot and drove the car forward with the other. He gave a sudden and violent push, and his body ran as fast as the car. He rode very skillfully, and soon he rode to a brightly lit place in the street. There are countless big shops and small shops here, with beautiful signs and menus. When you go to these stores, you probably can't help but go in and have a big meal, right?
Huh? Why is my light fading? In a short time, the whole world turned black. An ominous voice fell from the sky-"get up"! I was startled and opened my eyes to see me lying in my soft big bed. Is all this just a dream? I can't help but recall the time in my dream, the joys and sorrows of people, and the fireworks on earth are all in my eyes. I can dispel the darkness and become a guide for the lost. It will be the most unforgettable time in my life to dream of a street lamp.
How I wish I could be a street lamp!
I am a street lamp. 14 I have seen the moon, full of people who share joys and sorrows. I led countless people to success and lit up their future; I have also met people I love, leading me forward.
Once upon a time, I only put myself in front of a very ordinary street lamp. Close during the day, open at night, close during the day, day after day, year after year. I'm just showing people the way. Without me, the world is still beautiful. I thought about it countless times until I met him.
He is a middle-aged man in his forties. The first time I saw him was in the dark of a month, and he sat alone in the chair next to me drinking. Suddenly, he raised the bottle to propose a toast to me: "Do you think I am so stupid?" I froze and thought he was talking to himself. "I know you're listening. Go ahead!" He shouted again. At that moment, I felt that there were only two of us in the whole world. "You, can you hear me?" I asked in surprise. He replied, "Of course." I talked a lot with him that night.
He said to me, "It's very kind of you to be carefree all day." "You too, how interesting your life is!" I also said. Suddenly, I understood the meaning of my life, that is, helping others! He also understood his goal in life.
Later, he became more and more successful, and I became more and more successful, but he still didn't forget to come to talk to me every night. Once, he didn't come for a week, and I felt very empty for those days. It turned out that he was ill.
We watch the sunset together.
He said, "Thank you for letting me find myself." I replied, "Thank you, too. You also made me understand the meaning of life. It's good to have you as a friend! " A weather-beaten old locust tree next to it said with emotion, "Yes, life is so ups and downs, don't you think?" How we answered at that time, I have forgotten.
I am a street lamp 15. I am a street lamp. I was born in June 1998+0 1 year. Among my street lamp friends, they all call me "the birthday girl". Watching all kinds of people pass by me every day, many stories that happened are deeply imprinted in my mind.
I remember 14: 30, 12 in the afternoon of May, 2008. I was snoring. Suddenly I felt a shock and saw a large number of mice coming out of the deep ditch, running past my feet and licking my legs. The people in the building ran like crazy, shouting "earthquake, earthquake." I saw some people struggling to jump from the window in order to escape, some people ran out with their elderly parents on their backs, and some people pushed their children outside the building but failed to run out. At school, the students rushed to the playground under the guidance of the teacher. Some junior children were scared to cry and their legs were weak. The teacher ran out with the children in her arms. It soon became clear that they had to escape from here and run to a place without buildings. But before I knew it, these buildings swallowed me and those people. ...
It's quite quiet around. When I woke up, my eyes (light bulbs) were blind, my legs (telephone poles) were broken, and I was black and blue, which was very painful. I thought, where is the person? At this time, I felt the cement slab moving above, and only heard one person say, "There is a street lamp here, which is very bad." Take it away for repair. If it is fixed, it can be well illuminated. " I thought to myself: great, I am finally saved. I was carried to the "operating room", and after six hours of "surgery", I "came back to life".
I went back to the side of the road and saw injured people everywhere. There are children crying and people moaning in pain everywhere. At this time, I saw a group of PLA uncles appear in front of me. They dug up the ruins with their hands and rescued the injured people from the ruins one by one. I stare big eyes, hoping to illuminate them with my light. I can't sleep, because my light energy brings infinite hope to their hearts.