1. Write an essay on the topic of labor

Labor is the most glorious

In the past, I often heard elders praising those working people at the bottom of society or in books and newspapers. It is careless, just turning a deaf ear, and there is no deep feeling or understanding. It wasn't until a little thing touched me that I truly realized the meaning!

It was the summer of 2004, and the sun was unleashing its fiery passion. As I was walking on the way to school, my shirt had already been soaked with sweat, and there were sweat stains on my back carrying my schoolbag. I wish I could have a transfer method and transfer it to an air-conditioned room, that would be so cool!

Finally, I turned into an alley leading to the community. Several children were shouting to buy cold drinks with their pocket money. Suddenly, a leg wearing blue trousers jumped into my eyes. Then there was a stench, and the woman holding a bicycle next to her covered her nose and fled into the apartment building. I was stunned by what I saw. A middle-aged man in blue cleaning clothes was lying on the ground, reaching into the stinky sewer and pulling out puddles of black and gray garbage with a disgusting smell. What is even more unacceptable is that he did not wear gloves and used his hands to make close contact with those things. The stench didn't scare me at first, although I still felt nauseous two or three times. Because that cleaning lady endured worse smells than I did.

But in the end I couldn't stand the extremely bad and suffocating smell and walked through that hellish place. I looked back many times, but he was still lying there, not covering his nose!

Although it was just a very ordinary scene, he really touched me! When I walked there before, I saw that the sewage had overflowed. The drain was clogged with some plastic bags, coke bottles, dishes and a lot of hair. At that time, I was complaining that no one was sent to clean the property. What was the food for? The jaw-dropping scene today finally made me realize what true glory is!

We should really cherish the labor of others! It's not about money. Who else today would be so willing to do such a dirty and tiring job! We just need such simple working people to show the most beautiful side of our society! 2. Write an article on the topic of labor

Be a laborer Today, the autumn air is crisp and the sun is shining brightly, but I am worrying about writing an article! Hey, there is an aunt who is cleaning there, why don't I go and experience the hard work of their workers sweeping the streets! I walked towards my aunt, who asked me: "What's the matter, kid?" I said: "Nothing, I just want to ask about your work!" Although I didn't wear the badge of a young reporter, I pretended to be one. I asked my aunt like this: "Auntie, you have to get up very early every day to work like this!" (I asked and remembered) "Yes, in this industry, if you can't afford to get up early, you won't be able to finish the day's work!" "Then what do you want? "What time do you get up?" "It's almost four or five o'clock!" "Is it like this in winter?" "Yes!" "Auntie, is it hard for you to do this?" "Of course it's hard work! We have to sweep the floor, pick up garbage, and maintain environmental sanitation... we have to do many things in a day! Sometimes when it rains, those cars can't see the puddles, so they drive aside, and the water splashes on us!" "It's not easy for you to do this!" "Yeah, sometimes you can't go home for the holidays. You have to finish your work before you can go home for the holidays!" After hearing this, I didn't have the courage to ask any more questions.

I wanted to experience this kind of labor, so I said to my aunt: "Auntie, can you let me experience your work?" "Yes, you can, but it will stain your clothes!" Auntie Advise me. But I said to my aunt: "It's okay. If it gets dirty, ask mom to wash it!" "Let's forget it!"... After my pleading, my aunt finally agreed! I took a broom and swept it on the road. The broom was very big. I didn’t know how to sweep it, so I just swept it here and there. After 10 minutes of doing it, I was out of breath, as if I was coming back from a marathon.

My aunt couldn't stand it anymore, so she asked me how to sweep. I learned how to sweep the big broom on the road. When I saw the garbage, I picked it up with my hands. At first I refused to pick it up, but when I saw the scene of me throwing away the garbage, I had to reach out and pick up the disgusting garbage.

I persisted like this for an hour, and I came home dirty. My mother asked me: "What did you do, and why did you make your clothes dirty?" I was already very tired, so I didn't answer. Just fell asleep on the couch! After this labor experience, I felt that it is not easy to sweep the streets. I have to get up so early every day to work. Sweeping the floor on the street, eating dust, being splashed by water... We sat in the car and watched them sweeping the floor on the street, but it was really not easy to experience it.

If someone asks me: "Who is the most respectable person?" my first answer is "Workers are the most respectable people!" The silent laborer spends 365 days and nights, lonely and responsible. Finished walking. Year after year, the new greenery of spring comes in a blink of an eye, bringing workers their own holiday - "May Day" Labor Day.

No complaints, no expectations. Expectations turn into persistence in your heart, and labor purifies your soul. Love of labor has become a virtue, and desire for labor has become a fashion.

Labor is like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, providing the initial enlightenment for mankind to move towards civilization and prosperity. Is that a stubborn rock? No, you can use your hands to turn it into a hunting steel gun! Is that a mess? No, you can use your hands to turn it into paper that can be written on! When humans give wings to fantasies and turn them into reality through their hands.

The power of labor allows humans to create miracles! The worker in my mind I don’t know if the workers in my classmates’ minds are the same as mine. Some people will think she is a doctor, and they will give many answers. Some will say: My mother is a doctor. I see her go out early and come back late every day. I have not seen her several times in a week; some will say: My father. He is also a doctor, and he is also very busy. Sometimes in the middle of the night, the hospital calls to say that a patient needs to be rescued, or someone who has been beaten to the head and bleeding is sent to the hospital for rescue; some people say: Although my mother is a nurse, she During the SARS period, he never left his job for a moment, standing on the front line of SARS and encouraging patients to fight against the devil.

Waiting. This is what they think when I ask them where are the cleaners? They all said: What's so good about them? They are smelly, expensive, uneducated, and have low wages. Then let's do it to our parents! The literature is high, the job is clean, and the salary is high. If my parents were cleaners, where would I put my face? Under the guidance of my classmates, who wants to make friends with me? But I think the cleaning staff are the most amazing! Their work can be seen by us students every morning, but have you seen your parents working seriously in the hospital? I guess you can’t see it! You can’t even hear it! Maybe your parents still have food, seats, and seats while working, not to mention a salary, which is more than twice that of a cleaning worker.

What about the cleaners? They have no seats or food to eat, so they can only sweep on the road with brooms and dustpans. Their salaries are low, but they can only do this in order to support their families because they have little education! They make money through hard work and with their own hands.

You can also learn what it’s like to sweep the floor! I think that's a job where you and I have to live with each other. If you scan for less than half an hour and you say you're tired, what about them? They have less time than you, but they are not afraid of tiredness or hardship. It is not easy to support a family with their calloused hands! In the hot summer, they have to sweep the floor under the scorching sun. There is no cold air conditioner, no cold spring water, and no sunscreen for summer; Beads of sweat, my body is covered with a layer of black skin. I won’t even go to the hospital if I have a heat stroke. I’m afraid I’ll have to spend money to see a doctor. I just ask my wife to help me twist it at home (this is the traditional method of Hangzhou people). The heatstroke can be cured. I have learned this before. Twisting like this is actually very painful. It can only be finished after twisting until black appears on the back.

And what about those who are doctors? It is so comfortable to blow these and air-conditioning in the cool air-conditioned room, sit there and drink tea comfortably, read the newspaper and laugh with colleagues, how comfortable it is! Compared with the cleaning workers, they are really different. In autumn, the leaves on the trees fall one after another, and the roads are covered with leaves. The cleaners still help clean the roads. 3. Who has a 600-word work experience, for joining the League, urgently needed~~~~~~~

Work experience in the morning light, no matter how sleepy or sweating, endure the pain and go to work , no matter how dusty, no matter how out of breath.

From the stairs to the corridor, from the walls to the glass, the week of labor class came and went in a hurry. There is joy in the bitterness, sweetness in the sourness, leaving endless thoughts.

Labor creates beauty, which is the perfect combination of mental labor and physical labor. Watered by our sweat, a teaching building has been completely transformed inside and out—from the garbage scattered to the bright and clean windows, which is the result of our endless efforts.

Labor cultivates our hard-working spirit. In the past, I was a "little sun" who opened his mouth when food came and stretched out his hands when clothes came.

I am lazy at home, not diligent in all aspects of my body, and do not distinguish between grains and grains. Taking labor class for the first time felt fresh.

After a day of going to school, my back hurts. The next morning, I was reluctant to get up, and as a result, I missed the time, creating a vicious cycle.

After a few days of hard work, I have changed. I am not afraid of getting dirty or tired, and I am like a laborer. Labor makes us realize that "unity is strength, and when everyone adds fuel, the flames rise."

In this labor class, three girls and I were responsible for cleaning the teaching area. It can be said that there are few people and a heavy task. We make overall plans, each assumes his or her own responsibilities, cooperates tacitly, and helps each other to gradually shorten working hours, improve labor efficiency, and improve labor quality.

Labor has taught us that no matter what we do, we must persevere and never give up until we achieve our goals. This is true for labor, this is true for learning, and this is true for work. Only by identifying the goal and being down-to-earth can we "cut the wood with a rope, and penetrate the stone with a drop of water."

In the future of my life, I will carry forward the excellent quality of hard work, face all setbacks, be unyielding, and move forward courageously. Labor has cultivated our social practice ability. It made me realize that textbook knowledge is not enough. I should actively devote myself to social practice, go through ups and downs, see the world, enrich life experience, lay a solid foundation for future work, and contribute to socialism. Contribute to construction.

Labor also cultivates our sense of responsibility and enables us to establish an outlook on life that repays society and the people. It makes us realize that there is no distinction between high and low professions.

In my position, I will work conscientiously, fulfill my responsibilities, work hard, endure hardship before enjoyment, and strive to be a qualified new socialist person. A week of labor passed by in vain, but it made a qualitative leap in my thinking. It prompted me to abandon those "little sun" thoughts as soon as possible, so as to establish a correct world view, outlook on life, and values. I will be on the long road of life. Be brave enough to shoulder heavy responsibilities, be determined to forge ahead, not afraid of hardships and dangers, and work hard to achieve success! Thank you, Labor Class.

4. How does Australia celebrate International Labor Day

First of all, I have lived and worked in Sydney, Australia for 5 years. I can tell you clearly that May 1st is not a legal holiday in Australia, let alone a holiday. I haven’t even seen any propaganda articles in local newspapers. I remember when I first came to Australia, a friend from China wondered why we didn’t have a holiday on May Day. I told him that this is a capitalist country, not a country of working people. , do not use the International Working People’s Day ^_^ Of course this is just my own casual remarks, but 5.1 is indeed not a Labor Day celebrated all over the world. For example, in New South Wales, where Sydney, Australia is located, the annual statutory Labor Day is on October 1. The second day of the month is a public holiday. Generally speaking, agencies or companies have a holiday except for service-related tasks. If they don’t have a holiday, they will be paid more than double the salary. Specifically speaking of any celebrations, generally speaking, most of them are * ** There are some written things in newspapers to publicize various labor regulations or safety production guidelines run by government agencies, and that’s it. A day off goes by quickly, and everyone just treats it as a weekend. 5. Urgently looking for an article of about 3,000 words about Russian customs

The customs and habits of a nation are one of the main contents that show the characteristics and connotation of its national culture. Russia is a polytheistic country. In 988, Rus was baptized and Christianity replaced polytheism. Orthodox Christianity, one of the three major Christian sects, is the largest and most influential religion in Russia. Russians mainly believe in Orthodox Christianity. According to statistics, there are currently about 150 million Orthodox Christians in the world, and there are more than 80 million Orthodox Christians in the former Soviet Union alone, accounting for more than 30% of the population of the former Soviet Union. Therefore, under the combined influence of polytheism, Orthodox Christianity and the myths and legends of the ancient Russians, various omens and popular beliefs are spread among Russian people, which are specifically reflected in the speech, behavior and habits of Russians.

Not shaking hands across the threshold

When we go to a Russian home as a guest, as soon as the host opens the door, we will naturally extend our hand to shake hands to say hello, but the Russians When standing at the door, you never extend your hand to a guest, but wait until the guest comes in before shaking hands. Some elderly hosts would explain: "It is our rule not to shake hands across the threshold." In ancient times, the Slavs buried children who died young and deceased elders under the threshold of their homes, believing that the souls of the deceased would bless the whole family. Peaceful and safe. In the minds of Russians, the threshold is an extremely important place, so you cannot stand on the threshold, you cannot sit on the threshold, and especially outsiders cannot step on the threshold. This gave rise to the custom that the groom must carry the bride into the house when welcoming the bride at the wedding. If the bride crosses the threshold of her husband's house by herself, the spirits of her ancestors will be angry. Although superstition has become a thing of the past, this custom has survived in many places.

In Russia, there are many ominous sayings about "thresholds": if you stumble at the door of your home, your family will suffer misfortune; if you stumble when going out, things will not go smoothly; If you send something to the threshold, otherwise misfortune will befall you. Saying hello across the threshold is an ominous sign: you will either quarrel with others, or the child will be mute. You must cross the threshold with your right foot. If you cross the threshold with your left foot, things will not go smoothly, etc. .

Bah, bah, bah, to ward off disasters and drive away evil spirits and seek good luck

When interacting with Russians, sometimes we encounter this situation: we praise the other party for "good looks" or "such things" "Everything goes well" and so on, the other party will make two or three sounds (bah, bah!). If we don't understand why, we will look confused. According to the old saying in Russia, the eyes concentrate a person's power, so a vicious person can ruin his life with just one look. In other words, looking at people with poisonous eyes will cause them to encounter misfortune. There is a saying in Russian (poisonous eye). People in ancient times were worried that they would suffer misfortune after being looked at by such eyes, so they spit three times to ward off evil spirits. Later, the meaning was extended to the fact that the wife was worried about unlucky consequences when she heard good words such as praise and praise. People were worried that the devil would hurt people after hearing these good words.

For example, in ancient times, Russians often gave their children some unpleasant names, such as: (Pockmarked), (Slanted Eyes), etc. They believed that the devil would not be interested in children with these names, thus saving them from misfortune.

When you see someone sneezing, wish them good health

When interacting with Russians, you often encounter this situation: someone suddenly sneezes, then your Russian friend will definitely Say a word of good health to you! , this has become a common practice that everyone follows. This is because the ancient Russians believed that sneezing had special magical powers. There were many omens about sneezing among the people, such as: (If you sneeze on an empty stomach on Monday, someone will bring you a gift; if you sneeze on a Tuesday, someone will come; on Wednesday, someone will come. Sneeze. When news arrives; when you sneeze on Thursday, someone will praise you; when you sneeze on Friday, you will have a date; when you sneeze on Saturday, your wishes will come true; when you sneeze on Sunday, "guests will come to your door." Related legends: God created man and went to his home. Blow on the face. Then there is life. From this there is a saying: when breathing in, the breath will escape, and the person will be seriously ill (Russian idiom means "death". , breathe out"). When people sneeze, they first inhale and then exhale, usually with their mouths wide open. The devil will take advantage of it. It means that the time of death is approaching. In this case, people must use language protection. Among familiar peers (usually young people), when a woman sneezes, you may hear a non-malicious, joking greeting: "Wish you good health." This is how Russians follow this tradition from generation to generation. It is customary to say hello to someone who sneezes, although many people are not religious or do not know the above mentioned saying

It is foolish to laugh for no reason

Russians in public places. For example, they rarely smile at work or on the bus. They believe that laughter must come from the heart, and laughing for no reason is not advisable; (Laughing for no reason is a fool.) Our students sometimes. When a burst of laughter breaks out in class, the Russian teacher is very unsympathetic and calls it "smirk", which often makes our students feel aggrieved. Our compatriots often do this in Russian restaurants, public theaters and other public places. A burst of laughter broke out, attracting strange looks from the Russians. 6. Writing an essay on the theme of labor

1. "Farmers are busy in May." p> The annual winter vacation is coming to an end, and a new semester will greet me. As the new semester is approaching, I decided to write this article to make a simple summary of my winter vacation life. The winter vacation is short. Yes, but it has many places worthy of our nostalgia.

One of the short three weeks is celebrating the New Year (the other day is my birthday), and the remaining two weeks are. To be filled with review, homework, and preview, there is really very little time that truly belongs to us, so how to arrange time reasonably has become a very important issue this winter vacation. 2/3 more than in previous years), I don’t want to have summer vacation. Although there is a lot of homework, the total amount of homework is only twice that of winter vacation. At best, it is 6 weeks of homework, and there are still 3 weeks for us to buffer.

The winter vacation is completely occupied, and sometimes I have to travel (the most annoying thing is that there are so many holidays in the winter vacation, but there are none in the summer vacation), so I think many people should understand after this summer vacation How to arrange time. I used to sleep in every day during the winter vacation (I usually wake up too early and the weather is cold), but now I can’t sleep until 7:30, and no later than 8:00, and I can’t go to bed early at night. Not until 9:30.

During these 14 hours, there was nothing but eating and homework. However, when eating, I held chopsticks in one hand and flipped through the book with the other. There was a lot of rice on the table, and the soup flowed down the waterfall. It was a miserable situation. A different kind of scenery. Therefore, Li Bai wrote a poem: "The flying stream falls three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way falls from the sky.

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Fortunately, through our hard work for more than ten days, we bought precious 2 or 3 days. This is the Great Wall built with flesh and blood by the people who do not want to be slaves (to protect their own time). ). In the last 2 or 3 days, we played the game for a while. As Comrade Sun said, "it was so short that you didn't even finish the game", and as Comrade Zhang said, "we were facing n mountains."

Before we ran out of registration for 2 or 3 days, we started studying again. This is our winter vacation life, which is full of hardships and joys. 7. Write an article on the topic of labor.

"I work, I am happy" In my ten years of life, I have participated in many activities: chess competitions; garden activities to celebrate June 1; garden activities of "Science and Technology Creates the Future"... Among them, the most common one I will never forget is the campus food festival with the theme of "I work, I am happy".

This activity is mainly about cooking skills. Fruit salad or fruit platter, and bring a delicious dish made by yourself at home, and each class will choose a few representative dishes to participate in the competition.

"Now please go back to the classroom to make them! "With the "order" from the host Hu Rui, every class in the school walked into the classroom one after another and started making. Our group made a fruit platter, so we immediately divided the work: Shenyang and Wangjiating cut the fruits, and I He and Li Shinong put it on the plate, and everyone else started the intense production process.

To make a fruit platter, the fruits must be washed and not too dirty. So Shenyang asked Xu Yifei to go first. Wash the fruits.

After a while, Xu Yifei brought over two cleanly washed cucumbers. Shenyang peeled the cucumbers calmly, working with the knife in his hand. But his skills were not good, he didn't distinguish right from wrong, even the skin and flesh were peeled off.

At this time, Wang Jiating took another cucumber, cut it into pieces without peeling it, and pointed at it. He cut pieces of cucumber by himself and said to Shenyang: "Look! I can cut better than you! "Shenyang didn't say anything and was convinced. Li Shinong and I immediately placed the cucumbers cut by Wang Jiating on the edge of the plate, and placed a cherry tomato on every other piece of cucumber. The color was very beautiful.

After a while , Shenyang cut up four more pieces of red apples, "Put them around! "I suggested.

"No! Build a building and use it as its foundation. "Li Shinong said.

"No! Be careful of collapse! "I said. "You don't look good like that. "

Li Shinong and I argued endlessly. However, he and I were no match for the verbal argument, so we still built an "Eiffel Tower."

Later, our group built another one. Several floors and several times, this "Eiffel Tower" almost collapsed, but fortunately, it didn't take long for this "Eiffel Tower" to be completed. "Underneath, although there is a densely populated square made of various fruit slices, there is an observation platform made of peaches, pears, bananas, and kiwis in the middle, and there is an antenna made of cherries on the top, which is very creative. We feel sweet in our hearts. It's delicious.

During the class evaluation, after I brought the fruit platter made by our group to the stage, Wang Jiating loudly introduced: "This is the 'Eiffel Tower' made by our group. This is a square under the tower where people come and go; this is an observation deck with many people looking far into the distance; this is the antenna at the top of the tower. "

Wang Jiating spoke vividly and won warm applause from the students. In the end, our work only won the third prize in the class, but we have deeply realized: I work and I am happy . 8. An essay on labor

People are constantly learning to do various things in their lives, and I am no exception. Among so many things, the one that impressed me the most is that I learned to wash. Bowl.

When I was in third grade, many children my age could do some basic housework, but I still couldn’t do anything except folding quilts.

My father and mother saw it in their eyes and were anxious in their hearts, so they decided to let me learn the simplest housework first--washing dishes. After hearing this, I slapped my chest loudly and replied in my loudest voice: "No problem, just wrap it up with me, and you can just wait and eat from a clean bowl."

Just do it, I took a large stack of unwashed bowls and put them into the sink. I followed my mother's example, turned on the faucet, and slowly rinsed it with water several times. I wiped off the debris on the bowl with my hands while rinsing. It went very smoothly at first, and many debris on the bowl had been cleared away. I turn off the tap. I thought proudly: "Now all that's left is to apply dish soap. I used to hear my father and mother say that washing dishes is difficult, but I didn't expect it to be anything more than that." I was about to get the dishwashing liquid, but suddenly my hand slipped and the bowl exploded on the ground. I quickly picked up the bowl and thought to myself: "It was a pure accident. This bowl is so pitiful. The first one became the victim. But you can’t blame me, failure is the mother of success.” Then I picked up another bowl and started washing it. This bowl seemed to be against me, and it kept sliding down. I washed it for a long time, but it still wasn't clean. When I was in a hurry, I loosened my hand and heard a "dong" sound. The result can be imagined. I just woke up from a dream and picked up the bowl on the ground. Unfortunately, it was too late. The bowl fell and I was "hemi-disabled". I retreated in my heart and thought: "If this continues, I will drop all the bowls in the pool." At this time, my mother walked in and asked me with a smile: "Have the dishes been washed? Your father and I are waiting to eat from the dishes you washed!". I was so ashamed that I lowered my head and replied, "Not yet, I can't always wash the dishes." When my mother saw it, she said, "Don't be impatient, I'll show you how to do it." After saying that, my mother picked up the bowl, rinsed it skillfully with water, then applied dishwashing liquid, carefully cleaned away the debris with her hands, and finally rinsed the dishwashing liquid with water. I carefully observed my mother's movements and saw her wiping the bottom of the bowl clean, and then wiping it up in circles. My mother told me while wiping it: "Oily bowls are not easy to wash." I suddenly understood and thought: "No wonder the first bowl is easy to wash, but the second bowl is not easy to wash." Then I learned My mother looked like she was rinsing clumsily. Although the dishes I washed were not as good as my mother's, I was still very happy. Then I washed all the dishes the same way as last time.

Looking at the pile of clean and comfortable bowls, I felt very happy. From this dishwashing experience, I not only learned how to wash dishes, but also learned: practice makes talent possible! 9. A 500-word essay on the topic of labor

When I talk about labor, I think of the farmer uncle who "works hard every grain of grain".

This year, there was a crisis in Chongqing that has not happened in a century. Drought. So many vegetables have withered and died.

Today, my mother got up early in the morning and went to the vegetable market to buy a small amount of vegetables. By noon, my mother had prepared a large table of vegetables. But I felt that there was nothing It's delicious, but my mother always brings me a lot of food. I went into the bedroom as soon as I got up. My mother asked, "Aren't you going to eat?" I said, "It's not delicious, I don't want to eat it." I thought that the real story was over, but my mother wanted to ask the truth. "If you don't eat it, then you have to pour it! Do you know how wasteful it is if you pour it? The farmer uncle in the field braved the weather of 50 to 60 degrees. Go grow vegetables. But you only grow a small amount of vegetables for you to eat, but you don’t know how to cherish the vegetables that the farmer uncle has worked so hard to grow." Her tone gradually became more serious. "Didn’t your school just teach eight Isn't it shameful for someone like you to live in leisure and work all day long? Have you learned the beauty of other people's peasant uncles? "

As soon as my mother finished speaking, I felt I felt a kind of beauty suppressing my shame. I returned to the dining table. It was the hard work of the farmer uncle that made me feel that the rice was fragrant and the vegetables were sweet. It was the farmer uncle's hard work that made me finish the bowl of rice. The hard work of the farmer uncle made me know that labor is beautiful. 10. Write an article on the topic of "Housework"

1. My parents have "pampered" me since I was a child and will not let me I am a princess who can open her mouth with food and reach out with clothes.

Since I was a child, my mother has let me do my own things. Gradually, as I grow older, I have learned a lot of housework and can cook a lot of dishes. I thought that I already had a deep understanding of housework, but a recent housework experience really made me realize it.

During this holiday, from the beginning, I wanted to help my mother with housework that I didn’t have time to do in my daily life, such as mopping the floor, washing clothes, washing dishes, and cooking. It became my "everyday meal". In the past two days, I heard from my mother that I should wash my down jackets myself. I had never washed my down jackets before, so I thought my mother would be very tired, so I confidently took over this housework.

I also thought to myself that washing two down jackets is simply overkill for me. Let me just say that my down jacket is over one meter long, and my mother’s down jacket is only one meter long. When I started washing it, I felt even more confident. I soaked it in laundry detergent for half an hour, and then started washing it from the cuffs on the bathroom floor. My mother said, Her down jacket was not dirty, but the cuffs were not very clean. Everything else was very clean, so I decided to wash the short one first, starting from the cuffs. The edges of the cuffs were narrow and dirty, and it was very laborious. I couldn't use too much force, and I had to wash the short one first. Washing it clean is not something that ordinary people can do. Haha, since this is the first time I use laundry detergent, I am not very good at it and don’t want to ask for advice, so after soaking it, I started applying laundry detergent again one place after another, and continued I washed it as fast as I could and with all my strength, it took me 40 minutes to wash two sleeves and a down jacket hat.

At this time, my mother, who was watching TV in the house, came out to see my "battle situation". After watching it, she first praised me well, and then said that I was too stupid and asked when I could wash myself like this. After washing, this question didn't matter. It brought out my anger immediately, "Didn't you say that your sleeves are dirty? If I hadn't been very careful in my work and your clothes were so dirty, there would be no reason why I couldn't finish it. Also "Mom, please be more careful when dressing in the future."

In the past, no matter what my mother said, I would never really feel the fatigue of my mother's washing clothes like I do now. The feeling cannot be described in words, it needs to be experienced by yourself. Of course, later, under the guidance of my mother, I finished washing the remaining two down jackets in one hour.

I am very grateful to my mother, because of my mother, I can truly feel the real taste of labor, and I can truly understand how to "get dressed" in the future.