When we walk on the clean and tidy streets, do we think of some people? Yes, it is those people who are quietly devoted to the beautification of the city - the cleaning workers. It is they who clean the dirty streets spotlessly. One of the cleaners, Mr. Boss, has left a deep impression on me.
The old man had a wrinkled old face. A head of silver-like white hair. The most outstanding thing about the old man was the pair of bloodshot tired eyes and the hands full of thick calluses.
I remember that it was a windy fall morning. The leaves on the trees had been blown down from the trees after a night of heavy blowing. At six o'clock in the morning, I went out for a run and saw that the old man had already swept a large part of a road not far from my house, from east to west. I saw the old man with his thick calloused hands waving a broom to sweep hard. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this. The old man put the sweep into a pile of leaves with a garbage shovel shoveled up, not even leave a leaf on the ground. The ground was so clean after the old man had swept it. I walked up and asked the old man, the old man: "How early in the morning do you start sweeping the floor?" The old man said without thinking, "I start sweeping at five o'clock every day. You see. That's how my snow-covered, tired face got up." I asked again, "I guess you must have been sweeping floors for decades, so why haven't you retired yet?" The old man smiled and said: "I have been sweeping for more than forty years, I am now a little older, but I can still sweep, I do not want to think of me sweeping can not be regretted, I now want to serve the people more, to play a little bit of residual heat."
This ordinary cleaner, reminds me of a famous saying: "People live is to make others live happier." This cleaner may not know this sentence, but he has told us the real meaning of this sentence with his silent action
Silent dedication of her
There is a student in our class, her performance is very poor, every exam is the bottom one. She always fails the exams, often fails to hand in her homework, and is not serious in class. As a result, she was often criticized by her teacher. We all refused to play with her and didn't like her. My impression of her was only average.
Until that time, however, I think she also has a good side. That day in gym class, the teacher let us free activities. I was playing jump rope with a few female classmates. She was also next to me, because no one played with her, she had to play by herself. Suddenly, the ball of a few seniors who were playing basketball there hit a little student who was passing by in the first grade. She put down the rope without thinking and ran to help the student immediately. Normally always timid, she said something unexpected, "Why don't you apologize for hitting someone!" The senior student said, "None of your business, watch out I'll hit you." She had to silently help the injured little student back to the classroom. After the incident, she didn't say a word and didn't tell anyone.
This thing makes me have this extraordinary thinking: she also has a good side. I'm not sure if I'm a good person or a good person, but I'm a good person, and I'm a good person. More let me y realize: every person has her shortcomings and advantages, we can not only see a person's shortcomings, but also to find the advantages of others. We can't just see one side of things, we have to look at the other side carefully.
Her spirit of helping people is really worth learning.
Her spirit of helping others is really worth learning from.