Grade 6 1 "Brush, brush, brush ..." "What's that noise? Kind of like sweeping the floor. Oh! Maybe it's that guy! "That man is imprinted on my mind again.
At home, a man caught my attention-a sanitation worker. She is wearing a gray undershirt, a yellow straw hat and a pair of black cloth pants-very ordinary. But somehow, my eyes gradually focused on her behavior.
I saw her sweeping the floor with a broom in one hand and a gray bowl with a long handle in the other. She first swept the ashes into a pile with a broom, and then poured them into the red garbage truck next to her with a mortar. Then, I pulled the car to the next place to continue sweeping ... It seems nothing strange, but I was deeply moved-look at her face, with sweat rolling on her gray face; Look at the car next to her. It's almost full-she's been sweeping many places for a long time.
She looked at every pedestrian and vehicle with unspeakable satisfaction. At this time, three boys about ten years old came. They are eating popsicles. On the roadside, it was a trash can. They didn't seem to see it, so they threw the popsicle paper on the ground. The sanitation worker saw it and shook his head gently, but without saying anything, he walked quietly, swept away the popsicle paper and returned to the place where the garbage truck was put.
Through the beehive, I saw little bees, who were nervously brewing honey. Isn't this like a sanitation worker? They also brew sweet honey for our life with their hardworking hands.
Sanitation workers are the epitome of thousands of workers in Qian Qian, Qian Qian, and the annual rings of the years have witnessed their contribution to society; The wrinkles on your face are criss-crossed, bearing in mind the lofty spirit of selfless dedication; Silver hair makes people think deeply about the painstaking efforts of all this. They created this beautiful and harmonious life with hard-working hands.
"Brush, brush, brush ..." That voice reached my ears again, and it spread louder and louder, reaching my heart all the time ... He is a great sanitation worker, making our world better!
Every time I see this beautiful city and clean roads ... I will think of those who have worked silently for the beautiful image of the city and are not afraid of hardships. They are the "sanitation workers" known as urban beauticians.
Speaking of their work, that's not what ordinary people can do! Go out early and come back late every day, rain or shine. In the hot summer, they are sweating like a pig, but they don't care. In the cold winter when the north wind roared, they shivered with cold and still insisted on the duties of beauticians. Although they work so hard and are often looked down upon, I want to give them a thumbs up.
I remember one morning, at dawn, I heard the sound of "sand, sand, sand, sand" in the twilight. Who is so early? I saw the sanitation worker cleaning up the garbage in the street alone. She swept the deserted street with a big broom, dressed very thinly, and her hands were red with cold, but her red palm full of veins stood out clutched the broom tightly and swept the dust on the ground with difficulty. The sweat of the beans kept flowing downwards, and the sweat soaked her clothes. She didn't want to wipe them.
The straw hat on her head, which used to be light yellow, was turned dark brown by the wind and sun. While sweeping, she wiped the fine sweat on her forehead with her cuffs. I really sympathize with them, thinking: if everyone can get into the habit of throwing garbage into the trash can, maybe it won't be so hard.
Yes, sanitation workers have worked hard and many people don't know how to thank them. They have brought us a beautiful living environment. Their works are really great! I want to give a thumbs-up to sanitation workers!
One day, I went downstairs to play in the big park. This park is beside the road. I visited the park and found a lot!
At first, I came from behind the park. Stepping on the soft snow, I forgot the feeling of cold. It feels like stepping on a goose feather carpet, which is very comfortable. Everywhere is white, as if entering a white world. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The cool and pure air instantly entered my nose, and I naturally felt much better. Further on, I saw children making snowmen, having snowball fights and chasing each other. The old man sat on the stone bench talking and laughing; The dog sniffed around like a little detective, and then sat next to Mark. Other puppies play with each other and are very cute.
At this time, a group of ordinary people caught my attention. He is a sanitation worker. A man took a car full of snow-containing agent, took two steps and sprinkled a handful of snow-containing agent on the frozen place on the roadside. Behind him are three or four sanitation workers who make ice cubes, doing their work seriously. There are not only sanitation workers here, but also streets everywhere. In such cold weather, everyone keeps warm at home, but we still have to work hard for smooth traffic. At this time, a sanitation worker shoveling ice came over and shoveled the melted ice away. I asked my uncle nervously, "Excuse me, uncle, do you feel very tired doing this?" My uncle smiled and said to me with an accent, "Why aren't you tired?" I said gratefully, "Thank you for your contribution to Beijing's environment!" Hearing this, my uncle said, "Alas, I can't say contribution! The salary is too low. " I smiled and said, "Uncle, be careful on the road!" Uncle said flatly, "ok, thank you!" " "I said happily," goodbye, uncle! " "
Environmental sanitation homework test paper level 6 4 Dear cleaner:
Speaking of gratitude, the first person I think of is not a teacher, a classmate or my friend, but thank you. You have little to do with me, but you have made great contributions to his city.
You, with your hardworking hands, make your city look brand-new. You haven't done any dirty work, such as sweeping the street, going to the toilet and going to the sewer. This is dirty work that ordinary people can't stand. You did it. You work hard. Your calloused hand is a witness! You are unknown and not proud of your achievements. From beginning to end, I have dedicated my youth to this city. Some people, looking at the cleaner himself, not only failed to show admiration, but also covered their noses and pretended to be disgusting. They walked past the cleaners, full of contempt. In my opinion, it should not be the cleaners, but them. What have they done for this city? He doesn't know that you make the city where people live clean. It is you who make the city peaceful and harmonious and become a pure land.
I remember one time, the weather was just right, but it soon changed greatly, and people ran home with lightning and thunder. After a while, raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky, hitting the window and making a tinkling sound. After about half an hour, the rain stopped, but people crossing the road became a problem. The rain blocked the sewer that people had to pass with stones and leaves. what can I do?
Just when everyone was at a loss, the cleaner came. She dug mud from the sewer by herself. Everyone saw that the cleaner's hands were covered with mud. Yes, when will the accumulated soil be dug? The harder it is to dig, the more we tell her not to dig, and the rain will wash away the mud in a few days. But she shook her head and said, "How can this be done? How many days will it take? " "Hearing this, everyone came to help her.
After half an hour, the water finally flowed into the sewer, and the cleaner's face showed a happy smile. Everyone just wanted to thank her, only to find that she had left.
This is you, an unknown and selfless person.
I wish you good health and all the best!
Today is really an unusual day. My partner and I received a task-to be a sanitation worker for one day.
On Saturday morning, it was a bit sultry. We gathered at the school gate and went to our destination together. When we first got there, several uncles came to meet us. They gave us the most common orange and lemon yellow sanitation clothes and indispensable cleaning tools. Later, the uncles said to us: "Your task is to restore its original appearance from Sports South Street!" The whole process was loud and clear. We smiled at each other and shouted "I see!" Guarantee to complete the task! "The sun in the sky looks red and seems to be smiling at us.
My uncles first took us to the southern end of Tiyu South Street. The petals of Sophora japonica on the ground are covered with a thick layer like a silent snow that has just fallen, but when we step on it, it is like the sound of "crunching" when we step on the snow. Quiet as a self-study class. We put on our hats-in order to prevent the sun from exposure, we took a broom and began to sweep the floor. It's very hot, and we are like ice cream next to the oven, sweating like a pig. The remaining half is more than that. We managed to clean it up. Several players showed signs of heatstroke. I quickly took out money to buy them some bottles of iced mineral water. After they drank it, they gradually got better, and I felt the happiness from the heart.
This is really an unforgettable experience.
I also realized the hard work of sanitation workers, day after day, year after year. In the early morning of spring, they began to work in dim light. At noon in summer, they stand in the scorching sun and only see the clean roads when people go to work. They dragged their tired bodies home in the setting sun. In the evening of winter, they treated frostbite on their hands alone, and they gave us a clean land with calloused palms. Sanitation workers, children thank you, and adults thank you for creating this world.
In life, there are always some people who work with their lives, and there is one occupation that I remember deeply-sanitation workers.
I remember once, on a hot noon, my teacher asked me to go out of school to help him buy school supplies. I walked out of the school gate and the sun burned me to death. At the moment, I just want to go back to the classroom to blow air conditioning after shopping. I ran to the supermarket. On the road, I saw a sanitation worker, wearing a hat and sweeping the floor by the garbage dump with a broom. I walked 7 meters away from the garbage dump and stopped to stare at the sanitation workers, thinking that it must be very hard to insist on sweeping the floor in such a hot day. Thought of here, I smelled a smell of garbage. I couldn't take it anymore, so I ran away.
After returning to the classroom, I sat in my seat. Thinking of the sanitation workers next to the garbage dump, I can't help but sigh that the sanitation workers are really hard! I remember once, my grandmother asked me to sweep the floor. I was out of breath after one sweep. My grandmother asked me to sweep it again because it was not clean. I was unwilling, and I had a big fight with my grandmother. I remember another time, my grandmother asked me to take out the garbage. In order not to quarrel with grandma, I took out the garbage. When I came to the big trash can, I immediately smelled an unpleasant smell. I quickly stepped back, stood there, shook my hands and threw the garbage into the trash can. Now think about it, compared with the sanitation worker, my behavior is ridiculous.
Sanitation workers are not only hard, but also dangerous. According to Harbin statistics, there have been many traffic accidents that caused the deaths of sanitation workers in 20xx: on the first day of the New Year's Day, two sanitation workers were killed on the Second Ring Bridge in Harbin; 165438+1In mid-October, two sanitation workers were killed while clearing snow on the road. 65438+February 10, on Harbin highway bridge, three sanitation workers were hit, 1 injured and three people died. With so many accidents, it is not an exaggeration to say that sanitation workers are the most dangerous and hard work. According to the American census of fatal occupational injuries updated by the Bureau of Labor Statistics in 20xx, sanitation workers rank 13, and the mortality rate is 0. 16%。
Sanitation workers work very hard. They get up early and get greedy every day. Please be kind to them.
Some people will say that sanitation workers have nothing to see. Although they are just ordinary people, there are countless beautiful women behind them. As long as you pay attention, you will find that those beautiful women are extraordinary and countless.
At school, only one sanitation worker's aunt left a deep and beautiful impression on me. I can't forget it. She is not tall and often wears simple clothes, but she is so clean and tidy. She always has a moving smile on her face and looks very capable. She is easy-going and modest.
On a cold morning, I thought I was the first to come to school, but my idea was wrong! But in the quiet campus, a sanitation aunt has long been left behind. Look! She is cleaning the school, and there are countless yellow leaves floating on the ground. I saw my aunt waving a broom in her right hand and only heard a swish. The leaves were swept into a bucket with some waste paper we left behind, and then gently placed in the trunk full of garbage. At this time, a biting cold wind blew, and in an instant, my face was red with cold, like a needle, and it hurt. I walked over and took a look, and the ordinary cheeks of aunt sanitation worker were deeply left in my heart! Aunt kindly said to me, "Little classmate, it's very cold here. You still go to the classroom! " ! Otherwise, you will catch a cold. "Such a short sentence touched my heart. At this time, a small piece of paper floated from a distance, and she refused to let go. She bent down to pick it up and threw it into the trash can. Just as she picked up the paper and threw it into the trash can, the naughty wind doll came again. The ground that Aunt had just swept was covered with leaves, but the hardworking aunt didn't go away, but took the trouble to sweep the ground again and put it in the trunk. It was not until the ground was very clean that Aunt straightened up and took a deep breath.
At this time, I remembered what my aunt said, ran to the classroom, sat in the classroom and recalled the beautiful complex just now.
The water in the sixth grade flows quietly, like a beautiful emerald, with moving colors in the sun. Lotus on the lake is like clouds of red clouds and layers of boat clouds. On the lotus leaf as big as a millstone, glittering and translucent water drops are rolling, some are like lovers' tears, and some are scattered into tiny broken balls, flashing colorful brilliance. The lake is like a mother's gentle hand caressing the lotus. The endless lotus field is filled with smoke. The mountains on both sides of the lake are deep and bright, reflected in clear water with clear water stains. The shadows of the rocks sparkle and reflect each other. Swimming in the clear water is like "traveling alone in the picture world".
This is the scenic spot in Hangzhou, a paradise on earth-West Lake!
The beauty of the West Lake lies not only in the beauty of nature, but also in the beauty of people. Before a pair of blushing eyes appeared, they were already busy; When the stars filled the night sky, they came back very late. It is they who make the West Lake beautiful. They are beauticians in the city-ordinary sanitation workers.
At any time, we can always see their simple and unforgettable figures. Whether it's hot summer; It's still winter; Whether it's sunny or pouring rain; No matter in the morning or at night, they all contributed silently with hard-working hands and created the beautiful West Lake.
Their occupation is irrelevant to us. They worked hard on the dusty roads on both sides of the West Lake. Regardless of the resentment of tourists or the unpredictable weather, they all contributed to the beauty of the West Lake in obscurity.
Their simple faces and tastes are the scenic spots on the West Lake. They have been with the West Lake for decades and have experienced ups and downs with it. They swept away the civilization of this city with brooms; It is they who bring out the cleanliness of the city with dustpans; They play the first note of the workers' movement every morning. They create extraordinary beauty in the ordinary.
Just like the continuous silk rain in spring, the lake is green and delicate; They are like bright sunshine in summer, reflecting the beauty of the West Lake; They are like the cool breeze in autumn, blowing out the beautiful West Lake; They seem to have snowed heavily in winter, making up for the whiteness of the West Lake. They are the most beautiful people in the West Lake.
One day in the ninth summer vacation of the sixth grade, the sun was scorching, and cicadas were so hot that they kept barking in the trees. I went home after finishing my lessons. I'm so hot that I can't wait to fly home and eat popsicles. I was walking at a brisk pace on the road, and suddenly, a foul smell came on my face. I couldn't help picking up my nose and looking at where it came from.
I was shocked, only to see a female sanitation worker wearing a yellow vest open the lid of the sewer and constantly dig out dirty things in the stinking sewer with her hands. I began to admire this female sanitation worker, thinking: On a hot day, everyone wants to blow air conditioning at home, watch TV in bed and eat watermelon, but this female sanitation worker, in order to clean the city, even ignored her work on a hot day and dug sewers. After digging a sewer, the female sanitation worker opened the cover of the second sewer and began to dig it by hand. Soon, the garbage was dug up by female sanitation workers. However, all the rubbish is piled up beside the sewer. After seeing it, the female sanitation worker just frowned and picked up a pile of trash cans 100 meters away. This is holding, holding dirty and smelly garbage! After the first trip, he started the second garbage collection operation. Looking at the back of the female sanitation worker, I thought: I have been complaining about the hot weather and have to make up lessons, but the female sanitation worker worked hard and didn't complain. I should learn from her.
After digging out the sewer, the female sanitation worker picked up the broom to sweep the floor. I'll never forget the sound of sweeping the floor.
A female sanitation worker, covered in dust, garbage and smelly clothes, can never hide her great image in my heart. Dear female sanitation worker, I want to learn from you!
One day in the summer vacation, the sun was scorching, and cicadas kept calling in the trees. I went home after finishing my lessons. I'm so hot that I can't wait to fly home and eat popsicles. I was walking at a brisk pace on the road, and suddenly, a foul smell came on my face. I couldn't help picking up my nose and looking at where it came from.
Love is like dew on a lotus leaf in the morning. It is clear and bright. A beam of light penetrates, and the reflected light is more beautiful.
Every day, I see such a scene: a man dressed in orange with a broom and a bag in his hand sweeps the road, stops on the road, sometimes looks around, and sometimes stops to pick up garbage on the ground. His short stature and wrinkles blown out by the cold wind are deeply imprinted in my heart. Every time I see such a scene, there will be ripples in my heart: it turns out that love is so selfless and great, and it is really wordless love!
He is not tall. Every time I see him, he is dressed in orange, holding a broom and a bag. Sometimes when I meet him on the road, I will smile at him and get to know him slowly. I asked him why he always carried these things. He smiled proudly and said, "These are the things he lives on, and we can't throw them away. It is these simple tools that keep the roads clean and make people live in a clean environment ... "After a few simple words, he left in a hurry, watching him carefully pick up the garbage and leave. I can't help thinking: what a simple person, working tirelessly day after day, whether it's windy, rainy or hot. When I wanted to ask his name, he had already gone away, and only a few words on his clothes were particularly dazzling.
Many times people feel that their work is so insignificant, and now they realize that there is such a "silent" love behind simple labor, and my admiration for sanitation workers arises spontaneously.
The love of sanitation workers is unknown. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. No one knows their names, but they have paid their love for the society with simple and hard work; The love of sanitation workers is selfless, and they become bigger without me; The love of sanitation workers makes people speechless. They persisted in their work regardless of the wind and the sun, regardless of the cold wind, and did not complain, complain or even praise.
Love takes many forms. Respectable sanitation workers have chosen a silent way to give love to society and others silently.
On Tuesday afternoon, the students went to Huamian Lane as sanitation workers under the guidance of their teachers.
Our group began to clean up the garbage within the prescribed scope. I have a garbage bag in my left hand and a garbage cleaning tool in my right hand.
-disposable chopsticks, work first. I came to a residential building and found a flower bed with many cigarette butts and
All kinds of plastic rubbish, even disgusting toilet paper. I immediately squatted down, picked it up with chopsticks and put it in a garbage bag. I kept repeating this action. After five or six minutes, I finally cleaned up the dirt in the flower bed. I stood up with a backache. I turned around and found that there was still a lot of garbage in other flower beds. I almost fainted and thought, I'm so tired after sweeping for a while. Isn't it tiring for sanitation workers to sweep every day? Alas, bear it again! So, I tried again.
Other students in our group also work hard. Some look at the dirty garbage and hesitate to pick it up; Some eyes scan the garbage like a detection lamp, leaving no dead ends ... After working for a long time and the scorching sun, the students are exhausted and sweaty, so they put down their work and rest in the shade.
Time passed unconsciously and the activity was over. I was deeply moved. It is not easy to be a sanitation worker. At three or four o'clock every morning, when people are still sleeping soundly, they have already got up and cleaned up. Whether in cold winter or hot summer, they work hard rain or shine. So, let's start with small things, respect the fruits of sanitation workers' labor, don't litter, throw garbage into recyclable and non-recyclable trash cans, and reduce the burden on sanitation workers!
12, the sixth grade of sanitation work, has been seeing the most beautiful traffic police in Hunan Metropolitan Channel recently. The most beautiful college student. The most beautiful sanitation worker, such a comment, let me talk about this most beautiful sanitation worker.
The most beautiful traffic police said that there is a kindergarten next to the street under the jurisdiction of a traffic police. Every morning, the car that sends the children to the roadside is prone to traffic jams, and he thinks of it; As soon as the bus arrived, he opened the door and took the baby to the kindergarten gate to find the teacher. In this way, the problem of parents getting off the bus and taking their babies to the kindergarten gate was solved, and the traffic jam problem that lasted for three years was also solved. Many people think I can do such a thing, but many people can't do what the sanitation workers do below.
When the sanitation worker was working in the morning, he found a parcel on the roadside. She opened it and found it full of money. She immediately called the city channel and asked the TV station to help find the owner. When the reporter interviewed her, she asked her what she thought when she found the parcel. She simply said how anxious people who lost money should be. The reporter smiled and asked,' Auntie, haven't you ever thought about leaving a package?' She really said it wasn't her own conscience. What simple words and noble actions, how many people can do it. My mother and I also discussed it afterwards. I asked my mother what you would do if you found her. When my mother thinks about it carefully, she will definitely have the idea of staying, but she will still give it to her master, not for her own use. I praise my mother, then you are a good person. My mother asked me about you in turn, and I shook my head and said; Don't know; It's hard to answer.
My mother told me seriously that I can feel at ease with my own money. No matter how happy I am, I understand. I said loudly that if I found it, I would give it to the police uncle. I also want to be the most beautiful student. Mom smiled.
In the morning, I was walking on my way to school. A touch of osmanthus fragrance, with a touch of autumn. "It's so cold!" I can't help but flinch and say to myself.
At that time, it was found that sanitation workers were working on the road, with wet hair near their foreheads and a drop of crystal hanging from their hair tips. It rained all night last night, but it stopped raining. The leaves blown off by the wind are wet and stick to the ground, and some are covered with a thin layer of soil. Those sanitation workers swept hard and couldn't sweep up. They picked it up directly with their hands, but the fallen leaves continued to drift mercilessly on the road.
Because of physical exercise, it's past five when I come home from school. I can't help but see that sanitation workers are still sweeping the floor, but there are fewer people. I walked over and an aunt looked up and smiled at me. I quickly laughed.
"Miss, school is over!"
"hmm!"
"It's a little late!"
"Well, you're late! Sweep from morning to now? "
"No, I had a rest after lunch, and I had a rest as soon as it rained."
"But it's been raining today?"
"Oh, wait for the rain to subside, put on your hat and you'll be fine. Otherwise, there are too many fallen leaves, which is more difficult to sweep. "
"Everyone else has left, do you still stay and sweep?"
"I swept a lot today, and there is nothing urgent at home."
"ah! Be careful of the slippery road. " The sanitation worker next to him is reminding the old people passing by.
Only then did I know that they would remind me when they met older people.
Don't they have anything at home? Don't the family eat with them? I don't understand. But when I think of a drop of crystal water hanging on the tip of my hair and a pair of hands picking leaves in the mud, I know it's really for everyone.