Do you know who I admire most now? Yes, it's not a rich man with rich family wealth, nor a dazzling star, but a beautiful, kind and caring medical worker - "angel in white".
At present, it has been these medical staff who have been quietly dedicating themselves behind the epidemic. No matter in spring, summer, autumn and winter, they are standing at the front line of life. They kindled the hope of conquering the disease for the patients and restored the happy smile of the people. They were engaged in the sacred cause of rescuing the wounded and the dying. Because they had a pure and kind heart and were often dressed in white coats, they were given a good name of "angel in white".
In my impression, the medical staff are indeed "angels in white", they can give people a second rebirth, they can call up a new soul, they have made great contributions to the country and the people.
Unremittingly, the novel coronavirus pneumonia epidemic situation in our country has been gradually controlled. Although I don't know what time to end the war without smoke, I firmly believe that with the persistent efforts of these medical staff, we will win the tough battle as soon as possible.
"Angel in white" come on! You will always be the people I admire most!
这次回家,我姐姐生了一个小孩,叫帅琪,是我的侄子,我感到奇怪??为什么,我那么小就有3个侄子。但他是我的侄子,所以我在家里一直注意着他。
今天晚上,他要洗澡,所以我好奇的过去帮他洗澡。姐姐在床上休息,所以妈妈找来了表姐来帮他洗澡。表姐先把帅琪的衣服脱掉,然后把一个暖炉放在帅琪身旁,然后拿来毛巾将帅琪的身子擦一遍,那帅琪竟不知怎么的哭了起来,表姐不管他,就只顾着帮他擦身子,擦完身子以后,将肚脐眼上的布拿掉,我伸头一看,那个肚脐眼竟然是一个没有合拢的!!这可把我吓坏了,我问妈妈:“为什么,没有肚脐眼?”“他一出身的时候,把它剪掉了!”我听了以后问:“为什么剪掉?我小时候也这样子的?”妈妈点点头,我吓坏了,看着他那样,我妈妈:“他这样不会疼啊?”“不会疼的。”我听了,半信半疑。看着他那样,他不哭我都快哭出来了!于是我赶紧出去,以免着的哭出来!
帮小孩洗完澡以后,我看着他那样,真可爱!
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 nonstop 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 hardworking 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 crisscross, 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.
我尊重人民,他很平凡,他是清洁工。清洁工,多么普通的名字,甚至很多人都不愿提及。然而,生活的每一个角落都有自己一步一步的脚步。
清洁工们用他的双手来换取我们城市的整洁。拂晓时分,当黑色的天空中还镶嵌着几颗稀疏的残星时,它们就会站起来,手持最简单的工具扫帚,在街道的每个角落忙碌地开着。在卑微的地位上默默无闻的工作,才能带给我们一个干净、美丽的家。
清洁工不仅勤劳,而且无私奉献。无论是在炎热的阳光下还是在下雪中,一年365天,从此不停地完成这项简单而艰巨的任务。但有很多人在生活中不仅不支持他们,还带着轻蔑的目光看,还有一些人不讲卫生,乱丢垃圾,破坏市容,而这些清洁工,难道不感到羞耻吗?
清洁工虽小,但他们是多么高贵。穿过蜂巢,我看到一只小蜜蜂,它们正在紧张地酿蜂蜜,它不是像个清洁工吗?他们还用辛勤的双手为我们的生活酿制甜蜜的蜂蜜。
清洁工是千百名劳动者的缩影,岁月的年轮见证着他们对社会的贡献,脸上皱纹纵横交错,镌刻着无私奉献的崇高精神,满是银装素裹的是这一切的努力。他们用劳动的双手创造了美好的生活。
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.
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.
The people I respect the most is my father. He is a doctor. He always busy with work. Since I can remember, he never spent a whole weekend to stay with me. He goes to the hospital very early before I get up, and comes back home after I sleep. But I doesn’t matter at all, he is hero to me. He devotes almost all the time to his patients, many lives are saved. He always said, a man should have dignity, integrity, honor, and most of all, be helpful to others. This affected me deeply, so I work hard so that someday I could be the man like my father.
Who have their own most respected people, respect for the mother, but also respect for my father, and respect for grandparents, and respect teachers, classmates, friends. Those who can not finish can respect.
And my most respected person is my language teacher, my language teacher is very understanding, long not high nor short, the teachers hair is short, big eyes, nose high, dress style Very fashionable, what clothes to wear on her she can match with a good look.
The teachers temper sometimes sometimes bad, remember the last semester on the language class, when we classmates in class when talking, disturb the teacher class, the teacher sent a thunder, the students to the table to throw Go out, was a great voice, the class teacher also heard, and came to the classmate called out scolded a meal.
Language teacher also said in the class for a while, when I was almost scared to death by the teacher, I had to listen to the teacher lectures, class teacher does not speak what we say, but the class was suspended for a week.
Although the teacher is a bit fierce, but we still respect her, because she is better for our study, but very harsh on us, I like the teacher on our harsh, those who are too gentle teacher, our study is also irresponsible.
So my most respected person is my language teacher!
他们有自己最尊敬的人,尊敬母亲,也尊敬父亲,尊敬祖父母,尊敬老师、同学、朋友。不能完成的人可以尊重。
而我最尊敬的人是我的语文老师,我的语文老师很懂事,长得不高也不短,老师的头发短,眼睛大,鼻子高,穿着款式很时髦,她穿什么衣服都能配得上好看。
老师的脾气有时坏有时坏,记得上学期上语文课的时候,我们同学在课堂上讲话时,打扰了老师上课,老师发了一声雷声,同学们把桌子扔出去,被一声巨响吵醒,班主任也听到了,走到同学跟前大声骂了一顿。
语文老师在课堂上也说了一段时间,当我差点被老师吓死的时候,我不得不听老师讲课,班主任不讲我们说的话,但课被停课一周。
虽然老师有点凶,但我们还是尊重她,因为她对我们的学习比较好,但对我们很苛刻,我喜欢老师对我们苛刻,那些太温柔的老师,我们的学习也是不负责任的。
所以我最尊敬的人是我的语言老师!
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