Salute, civilized sanitation angel

Civilization is a lamp that illuminates the future and light.

Civilization is a gust of wind, blowing away the confusion of the past.

Civilization is a road that guides us to stability and prosperity.

Today, with the development of farm economy and the rapid development of environmental construction, I always admire a group of sanitation workers in my heart. In the days of blooming flowers, neat streets, shady trees, singing and dancing, and harmony in the community, I eulogize you-the angel of sanitation, the beauty of civilization!

Whether it is spring, summer, autumn and winter, you always wear the stars and the moon, and the brooms in your hands are changed one after another. maybe every street is a hard answer for you, but you don't need too much, just a shovel, a sweep, a hook. Smile calmly.

There is no doubt that you are industrious. Every March, Canxue melts, and the white rubbish that has been hiding all winter seems to have wings and comes out one after another, one hook, one clip, one delivery, quickly into the bag for fear that the naughty garbage will come out again. That skilful action is like a barber for many years, making passers-by stop and watch. One street, two streets, three streets, repeat seemingly simple movements every day, however, it is this simplicity that brings people a clean environment, urban civilization and the enjoyment of beauty. Mud soiled your trouser legs, the spring breeze blackened your face, you still stick to the same, no wonder someone gave you a cold portrayal of the unlit east.

The temple of the soul is as high as the responsibility of the work. In many unknown, dare to contribute to the ranks, you are holy, noble. Along the way in March, digging holes, planting trees, recommending, watering, clearing snow, and picking up garbage began over and over again. Every day, before the dawn opens, you are fully armed and well covered. In spite of this, the spring breeze still burns your face, but you are interesting; you talk and laugh; you plant trees in the park together. Every green tree retains the warmth left by your hand in hand, your industry goes unnoticed, you dress up in beauty and harmony, the spring breeze knows your face, the new appearance of the community remembers you, the glorious environment beautician!

The heavier the burden on your shoulders, the more majestic the faith in your heart. Your position is ordinary, and all fame, status and money are watered down in your consistent enthusiasm, but this does not conflict with your principle of being a man over time, and gradually you have won the respect and support of the world with practical actions, and cast the ethos and character of environmental protection people with your silence and simplicity. Ordinary post, ordinary home, a broom, a spade, a pair of eyes that always serve people support boundless feelings, uncoolable beloved companions accompany every dusk in hardship. Guard the post, protect the road, the kind of care from the heart, from the heart, like a mother raising a young child; dedicated, love the post, and even stick to every street in the wind and rain, like taking good care of the children of the elderly waiting to recover.

In the thriving, raging construction track of small towns, you pay more than that. The beauty of the community, the harmony of the family, the harmony of the farm, you pass on the etiquette education with your actions, and you decorate the civilized town with diligence. Everywhere, every household touches your heart. People will not forget you; the new green on the branches will not forget you; the melodious birdsong will not forget you.

Today, standing here as a teacher, I will promise my children that it is everyone's responsibility to protect the environment of the farm and sow the seeds of civilization as a teacher. I will start with myself and light the torch of farm civilization. Standing here as a member of the industry, I must take the environmental protection workers as an example and regard them as the banner, because they are the real civilized angels and the beauty I admire most in my heart! Www.mewien.com.cn

Author: Tong Feng