I applaud the sweeping aunt for writing 500 words.

When the downpour falls on the earth, when the biting cold wind blows on the earth, when the strong sunlight shines on the earth, we sit at home and enjoy happiness comfortably. However, the cleaners braved the cold and heat to work outdoors.

That day, there was deafening thunder in the distance, and then little by little "beads" were sprinkled on the ground. I woke up from my dream and fell asleep watching the sky. An old woman walked in the darkness, without a trace of black hair in her hair, and her trembling lips were particularly clear. The wind is whistling and the rain is dripping, but the grandmother is holding a broom and working hard in the wind and rain without complaint.

A big truck sped past grandma in the rain, and sewage splashed on her. However, grandma is not in a hurry or angry at all. She patted the sewage on her raincoat with her hand and continued to sweep the floor. Suddenly, the cleaner became very tall in my heart.

It's raining harder and harder, and grandma's clothes are as wet as wild horses from Xinjiang. She trudged under the eaves to take shelter from the rain. This scene appeared in front of my eyes, and in my mind, I saw the spider web: the spider web was blown down again and again, and every time it was blown down, it would always patiently repair its own web. I don't know what kind of perseverance spiders have in their hearts, so that they won't be intimidated by breaking the net again and again, but it is precisely because of this belief that spiders can weave their webs so firmly.

It is because of this determination that the old woman is not afraid of hardship and fatigue. The rain stopped and grandma set foot on her way to work. She serves everyone with her cocoon-covered hands and creates a beautiful environment with her own hands.

Looking at the back of grandma's departure, I thought: talents like Zhou Yang deserve our applause! (

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