The hero in my heart. Not a swaggering policeman, not an extremely great scientist. But the unknown city beautician around us - cleaner.
The cleaners work hard. Although they can"t create new China like the great men in ancient times. But it can beautify the whole city. This is what I admire most. They ignore the cold and heat. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, morning, noon and evening. Always industriously sweeping the floor with a broom. People always say they are just like garbage collectors. no Adults are wrong. Every time I pass by. Mother always covers her mouth. Don"t talk. Wait for it to go away. Mom always says you must study hard. You can"t be like them. I was very unconvinced. What happened to the cleaner? They have been beautifying the whole city all their life. And you adults always throw rubbish. Give people trouble. On the contrary, you have to say others. Really.
Especially in autumn, the autumn wind blows through the treetops and leaves fall down one after another. One drop is a big one. The cleaning aunts take care of the front and ignore the back. Just finished sweeping this area. A lot of leaves came from the land. Cleaning aunts like this day after day, month after month. Work for us. Every time I walk to school and feel cold or hot, look at the roadside. There will always be one or two cleaning aunts sweating. Or shivering. Sweep around with a mop step by step. Imagine their hands. Their faces. expose to the weather. What will it become? It"s really unimaginable. So. We need to clean. The earth. Let the cleaning aunts have a rest. It can be regarded as adding strength to our city.
I want to say to adults. Stop littering. It"s not good for anyone. We beautify the environment together. Work together.
Hero, a glorious term, a shocking thing, a respected and respected person... In my mind, there is also a hero, Yang Liwei, who boarded the "Shenzhou" and flew in space for 21 hours.
Yang Liwei - the first flying man in China, because he has the spirit of hard struggle and hard work, great national self-confidence and pride in this nation. Let the world see the dawn of China"s aerospace industry and the wisdom of the Chinese people. Similarly, behind the success, uncle Yang Liwei"s sweat and effort are unimaginable:
In 1996, after strict selection, uncle Yang Liwei became the first generation of astronauts in China. The first hurdle he faced was basic theory training, and he had to learn more than 30 subjects again. Yang Liwei, who has always been unwilling to fall behind, even more forgets to sleep and eat. In the first two years, his bedroom was never closed before 12 o"clock.
The next step is the training of adapting to the aerospace environment, which is more difficult, but Uncle Yang Liwei worked hard and skillfully, slowly figured out the rules and methods, and successfully passed various strict training. Finally, by secret ballot of the expert group, uncle Yang Liwei was determined as the candidate for the first flight with excellent results and comprehensive quality.
By Uncle Yang Liwei these touching things, I couldn"t help thinking of one thing: one day, in physical education class, the teacher asked us to run 800 meters. The teacher"s words seemed like a bolt from the blue. I was stunned at once, because running was my weakness! Sure enough, as I expected, I could bite my teeth and survive the first two laps, but I couldn"t survive the last lap, so I couldn"t resist the temptation of rest and walked up
It"s embarrassing to think of it now! Now I set uncle Yang Liwei as my goal, because he is the hero in my mind, the only hero in my mind!
When people mention heroes, they will think of those who have done earth shaking events, such as Dong Cunrui and Huang Jiguang... But there is a person around me who makes me think he is a hero although he has not done anything important.
She is plain, with an oval face, two black pearl eyes on her black skin, and a "horsetail" on the back of her head.
This happened last Thursday night. We were still doing Mathematical Olympiad. Suddenly, my stomach hurt like someone stirred it with a knife. I whispered to my good friend Xiaoyuanzi. After listening, she whispered, "tell old Wang quickly!" under her repeated urging, I boldly raised my hand and told old Wang. After listening, old Wang asked me to drink some water first.
After class, Xiaoyuanzi helped pack up and accompanied me to the infirmary. On the way, Xiaoyuanzi helped me move forward and told jokes to make me happy. After arriving at the infirmary, the doctor gave me a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi water. Seeing my painful expression, Xiaoyuanzi asked with concern, "is it bitter? Is it better?" although the abdominal pain did not reduce, her words spread like a warm current in my body.
After coming out of the infirmary, Xiaoyuanzi sent me back to my bedroom.
Walking into the bedroom, Xiaoyuanzi suddenly said to me solemnly, "Zhang Shiying, old Chen asked you to drink more water, and I"ll contact it for you." then she ran to my desk, picked up the water cup and walked towards the water dispenser. After receiving the water, she handed me the water cup. I thanked her and said, "thank you." she also smiled and said to me, "Zhang Shiying, I"ll go first. If my stomach hurts again, I"ll ask Yue Siyu to help you." then she hurried away.
Looking at her leaving figure, I silently said to myself in my heart: Thank you, the hero in my heart - Xiaoyuanzi. No matter who is in trouble in the future, I will try my best to help others like you.
In everyone"s mind, there are heroes to worship! If you ask who is the hero in my heart? I will say without hesitation: he is my father and his profession is a doctor.
I admire him very much because he can always save people from pain. I remember once, an adult who was neither tall nor short came into my house and coughed and shouted, "Dr. Li! Dr. Li!" I hurried to call my father. Dad asked him, "who? What"s the matter?" he frowned and said, "I"ve caught a cold." Dad frowned and asked, "what"s wrong?" he smiled and said, "nothing, common cold." Dad said, "does he have a sore throat?..." then he gave him an injection and took medicine. In this way, several patients had common colds. Even my father was ill and coughed all the time. My mother asked my father and said anxiously, "is it all right? Why do you always cough?" but my father always replied with a smile: "nothing, just take a few pills and take an injection." that night, I suddenly had a fever. Fortunately, my mother is also a doctor, otherwise what can I do?
Dad smiles on his face every day, and sometimes even jokes on the patients, making the patients laugh happily. Once, an old woman touched her painful foot and came to my house. My father smiled and held her. My father looked at her dejected, but my father smiled and said, "what"s the matter? What"s wrong?" the grandmother said, "I was knocked by the corner of the box." at this time, I still laughed, I thought. Dad quickly asked the grandmother to sew the needle. Although dad was sewing the needle meticulously, he was still joking. I think this should be an angel"s smile!
My father is a doctor, which has a great impact on me. In fact, I also feel my father"s spirit of not afraid of hardship and fatigue. I also want to be a doctor like my father.
Dad is my hero!
My father is an ordinary person. He has never spoken boldly or acted earth shattering, but the many excellent qualities revealed in his ordinary demeanor have deeply moved me time and time again. I remember it was a weekend in my third grade when my father took me to an extracurricular tutoring class. It was raining heavily outside that day, and it was too late to go by bike. As class time approached, what should I do? Dad is usually so frugal, he definitely won"t take a ride to see me off.
Just as I was bending my head and guessing, a car stopped in front of me with a "squeak..." It turned out that my dad had already called a taxi. My father and I got into the car and asked the driver uncle to quickly run towards the school. On the car, my father helped me wipe the rain and sweat off my face. While my father was preparing to roll up my wet pants, he bent down and found a black bag under my feet. "Whose bag could this be? Maybe it was left by the previous customer," my father picked it up and looked at it with confusion. Opening the bag, he found that it contained 50000 yuan. So much money, that"s great. We can buy a car, and we can also buy many toys... "I"ve never seen so much money before, and I exclaimed excitedly.
Dad"s eyebrows furrowed and he didn"t say a word. I stared at him with big eyes, wondering what he was still thinking. Aren"t he happy to find the money? This is the income that parents have worked hard for several years to earn. No way, we must find the owner of this money. Maybe they are in a hurry to use it, or maybe they are using it for medical and life-saving purposes. How anxious they would be if they lost the money! "Dad had a firm expression on his face and asked the driver uncle to turn the direction back to the place where we got on the car, saying that the owner will definitely come back and find it.
My father and I stood there with umbrellas waiting for the owner. In the end, I didn"t attend my tutoring class that day, and the owner didn"t arrive either. Dad handed the money over to the police, and the police uncle asked us to leave our names. Dad smiled heartily, holding my little hand with his powerful big hand and laughing happily all the way
Although I feel a bit regretful, so much money was not easily earned but ultimately returned to its original owner. This incident made me feel proud and proud, and I saw the image of a hero in the new century from my father. My father is the hero in my heart!