Rongcheng city recruits hourly workers within 3 days

1. Harvest Everyone says that autumn is the golden harvest season, which seems to be invisible in the city. Only in the open fields of the countryside can you look up at the rising sky and endless golden waves in autumn. At this time, people's mood will be as bright as freshly washed glass. But think carefully, why is autumn the harvest season? Didn't we get anything in the other three seasons? In pink spring, we harvest the joy of migratory birds, and new willows brush the tenderness on our faces; In the grass-green summer, we harvest the songs of crickets, and raindrops fall on our shoulders. In the silver winter, we harvested the dance steps of snowflakes falling gently, and harvested the warmth of sunshine after a night of north wind. Look, we have a lot of harvest every season! In fact, more importantly, our hearts have been harvesting. A brisk piece of music puts wings on the mood and flies to the sky like a butterfly; A gorgeous picture washes away dust for eyes and reflects the colorful sunshine of life like a diamond; A fascinating book makes the soul embark on an imaginary journey, like swimming in the past and future in a time machine ~ ~ ~ I hope you can also gain pleasure in life; There are gains in moving, gains in thinking and gains in aftertaste ~~~ 2. Today is the harvest festival. When I get up in the morning, the sky is covered with dark clouds, which seems to bring an ominous omen. Walking on the road, the wind blows on your body, chilly! In the morning, after breakfast, I went to the teacher training school in a hurry. Although the weather today is terrible, it is raining cats and dogs outside, but my mood is very clear, because today President Huang of our No.5 Middle School gave us a lesson, which turned me, who used to have a headache about composition, into a person who likes writing very much, and made me feel that composition is no longer a difficult thing. In the morning, I came to the designated place. The teacher looks very kind today. Today, because the principal gave us a composition class, I am full of energy! I want to get rid of the headache of composition in this course. I decided to love composition and make myself interested in writing, just as I thought. Sure enough, everything is as beautiful as imagined. In today's class, President Huang explained to us the method of rapid composition in competitive rolling. After listening to this class, I really gained a lot! What I understand is the innovation of composition training. Writing should be innovative. Only through our own innovation can we achieve ultimate success! Besides, we should be interested in writing. Only in this way can we enjoy writing. Before writing a composition, we should think actively, search hard for materials, and use various writing methods flexibly when writing a composition, so that our composition sentences can be smooth, beautiful and concise, and we can succeed only after repeated revisions. I have gained a lot today, and I believe I can write more creatively in the future. 3. Harvest Life is a fertile soil. As you sow, you reap: sow a state of mind and reap an idea; Sow an idea and reap an action; Sow an action and reap a habit; Sow a habit and reap a destiny. Please write a composition on the topic of "sowing and harvesting". When young, harvest youth and vitality; After adulthood, harvest maturity and charm; Gain experience and wisdom in old age; Harvest peace and tranquility in old age. When you succeed, you reap joy and happiness; When you fail, you reap sadness and tears. In the course of life, everything will pay off. In the dull, harvest peace and tranquility; In turbulent times, gain anxiety and uneasiness. Harvest passion and loneliness in the ebb and flow of life; In the unremarkable life track, I have gained the inner ups and downs; In the ever-changing world, we meet unexpectedly with mixed feelings of sadness and joy. Any kind of experience is a kind of harvest, and any period of life can harvest a story. Harvest makes you feel that life is so colorful. When you are sad, believe that different seasons reap different fruits, and you will no longer be afraid of loneliness; When you are bored, believe that different seasons harvest different fruits, and you will no longer worry about dullness; When encountering setbacks, believe that different seasons reap different fruits, and you will no longer be afraid of failure; When you are in pain, believe that different seasons reap different fruits, and you will no longer resist sadness. I believe that different seasons reap different fruits and learn to be calm in the face of success; Faced with failure, I learned to be indifferent. Tolerance because of abundance is the greatest gain in life. Feel the nature, refine and harvest the spring. The emissary has come to Qingcheng, feeling the chill and warm wind. In the early morning, in the vast wheat field, farmers bent down to sow, and glittering and translucent sweat fell from their cheeks. I can't help feeling: "The season of the year lies in spring, and the plan of the day lies in the morning." Hard-working farmers are our role models. We should seize this golden spring and devote ourselves to intense and substantial study and work. "No pains, no gains" is the truth. When I came to Dishuiyan Park, I saw a cheerful flowing stream running and singing. What excites me most is that the stream rushes through a cave of a big stone and quickly rushes over the stone, becoming a great spectacle of the park. While lamenting the creative ability of nature, I have never been moved by the indomitable spirit of the stream. It is no exaggeration that a drop of water wears through a stone and a rope saws wood. As long as we grasp the goal, make unremitting efforts and are not afraid of all difficulties and obstacles, waiting and time will surely yield success, just like a stream flowing happily in a cave. Autumn has come, the flowers are smiling, and there are countless fallen leaves and dead branches in the array, which makes people feel a little bleak and chilly. In fact, it is not difficult to find that it is full of light and heat, and it is very dedicated. Dead branches are used as firewood for heating and cooking, and their solar energy and biological energy are given to human beings, even if they are reduced to ashes; Deciduous leaves return to their roots and are transformed into the best fertilizer for tree growth in the coming year through the magical hand of nature. Even if they are very young, they should give their final strength! Great dedication, the noblest and greatest spirit in nature, isn't it worth studying seriously? The year of bamboo is broken, its festival is not destroyed, and it is indomitable. Sesame blossoms higher and higher, and it climbs higher and higher. ..... The great creator nature always gives us infinite enlightenment and profound truth. As long as you observe and feel, you will certainly gain something. Teenagers in their prime, like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, are the future of the motherland and the successors of the new century. We should have the same vitality as spring, infinite ellipsis, fire-like enthusiasm, dedication regardless of personal gains and losses, learn to accumulate, understand the preciousness of time and our own importance, integrate into nature, and always taste this intriguing book of nature without words, so as to improve self-cultivation and cultivate sentiment! This summer vacation, I worked part-time at home and signed a decent labor contract with my parents. I am paid for this part-time job! 400 yuan, that's a lot! In addition, I have some extra gains, which can be described as ups and downs! This part-time job is not easy! Wash dishes, sweep the floor, clean the table, tidy up the housework ... What have I not done? Washing dishes should be clean, not too slow and not too wasteful of water. This is not a rule! And sweep the floor, clean it up, and don't raise dust ... oh, this is not a toss! No way, the contract is written in black and white! I can't get rid of it if I want to, but I can only swallow it, which really suffocates me. After doing it for several days, I really couldn't hold back, thinking: doing it every day is absolutely unbearable for a strong-willed person like me. After careful consideration, I decided to go on strike! What money is not money, life is the most important thing now, if one day I can't stand it, it's okay to die? Strike! But who knows that my parents won't buy me this set, just saying, "Do it if you like, or you won't have food if you don't do it!" " Huh? ! ! Play hard with me? God, it's not fair! No matter how you complain, you still have to do it. Just one sentence: "How long can you live without eating?" "what! You said you would deduct my three-day' salary'? " "Yes, you didn't wash the dishes yesterday, and you did it today. It's good that you haven't deducted the labor fee for three weeks! " Did you hear that? Deduct my salary for three days 15 yuan. My heart is like a fire, it's about to explode! I didn't wash the dishes yesterday because I went to Sun Jiahui's house to help him with his homework. But guess what my mother said? "No leave!" I'm dizzy! Where there is bitterness, there is sweetness. Well, after a summer vacation, I finally got out of my misery. I not only got my due salary, but also had a KFC dinner and bought new clothes. My mother said, it's not easy to persist for so long! Let alone a child! Hey, hey, I finally share joys and sorrows! After the summer vacation, I am really more patient than before, and I have realized the hardships of my parents and gained a lot! This is the ruin that I am harvesting. I curse the ruins. I feel sorry for them. The ruins swallowed up my hopes and memories. Pieces of rubble are scattered among weeds, broken stone pillars stand in the sunset, and records in books and childhood fantasies are destroyed in the ruins. The glory of the past turned into ridicule, and the ancestors of entrepreneurship roared in the cold wind. As night fell, the unknown moon smiled bitterly and hid in the clouds, casting a shadow over the ruins. But the accumulation of generations is not history. Ruins are destruction, burial, farewell and choice. The power of time should leave traces on the earth; The great ship of years should crush the bumps between lanes. There is no yesterday without ruins, and there is no today and tomorrow without yesterday. Ruins are textbooks, let's read a geography as history; Ruins are a process, and life is to start from old ruins and move towards new ruins. At the beginning of the construction, I thought of its future decline, so the ruins are the destination; The renewal construction is based on the ruins, so the ruins are the starting point. Ruins are a long evolutionary chain. A friend told me that he once walked into a famous ruin and looked up with tears in his eyes. The composition of this tear is very complicated. It's hatred, it's loss, and it's not entirely. The ruins show stubbornness, like a disabled tragic hero. The ruins show the vicissitudes of life and give people a glimpse of the faltering nation. The ruins are the instructions of the dying old man, so you can't help but be moved. Ruins have a kind of formal beauty, which transforms the beauty from the earth into the beauty attached to the earth. If there are many teenagers, they will become dirt and completely integrate into the earth. The stage to be melted is ruins. The mother smiled to encourage her sons' creation and accepted it with a smile. The mother is afraid that her son will be too tired and the world will be too congested. Have you ever seen yellow leaves fluttering in autumn? Mothers are afraid of their cold and income. There is no autumn without yellow leaves, and the ruins are the yellow leaves of the building. People say that the meaning of yellow leaves lies in feeding spring. I said, the yellow leaves themselves are beautiful. Two friends argued in front of me. One said that he likes to walk alone among the ruins on the night when the stars and the moon are gone, or sing poems or songs until the east turns white; Another said that with the expectation of morning light, this kind of night outing would be gone. His habit is to take advantage of the twilight of the waning moon and find a path to walk back quietly. As for me, I am older than them, and I don't have that kind of pride and courage. I am afraid that people will refresh, repair and rebuild all the ruins. It is unimaginable that the Colosseum in ancient Rome needs to be rebuilt, the ancient city of Pompeii needs to be rebuilt, the Angkor Wat in Cambodia needs to be rebuilt, and the Mayan cultural sites need to be rebuilt. It's like we can't imagine that the ancient bronzes in the distance need polishing, the unearthed broken halberd needs nickel plating, the books in the Song Dynasty need plastic surgery, and the old lady in the Han Dynasty in Mawangdui needs skin grafting, breast enhancement and heavy makeup. As long as history does not stop and time does not go backwards, everything will age. When you are old, give the world a kind of beauty peacefully. Pretending to be naive is the cruelest form of self-abuse. Grandma without wrinkles is terrible, and old people without white hair are sorry. Life without ruins is too tired, and land without ruins is too crowded. Covering up the ruins is a big scam. Let history return to reality and life return to the process. -This is the great wisdom of mankind. Of course, not all the remains are worth preserving. Otherwise the earth will be scarred. Ruins are envoys sent from ancient times to modern times, which have been selected and screened by historical kings. Ruins are feats launched by our ancestors, which gathered the local strength and essence at that time. The ruins smashed into powder are not ruins, but they should have the strongest ligament in history. Ruins can provide the possibility of reading, and the ruins exude the magnetic force that makes people linger. Yes, the ruins are a magnetic field, extremely ancient and modern, and the compass of the mind is strongly felt here. If you lose magnetism, you will lose the life of the ruins and will soon be eliminated. Not all repairs are absurd. Carefully clean up, reinforce without showing traces, and then painstakingly design to keep the original flavor and easy to watch. This kind of work is a boon to the ruins, and the purpose of all work is to make it a veritable ruin, so that everyone is willing to mourn for it. Repairing always means some loss. It is the long-cherished wish of all real ruins restorers to minimize the damage. Not all reconstruction needs to be denied. If even the ruins are gone, it doesn't matter if we rebuild one to realize the ambition of modern people to swallow the past and the present. However, that's just the classical style of modern architects, with an old name, out of humor. The Yellow Crane Tower has been rebuilt and can be installed with elevators. If Epang Palace is rebuilt, it can be used as a hotel. If the Wang Teng Pavilion is rebuilt, it can open a shopping center. This has little to do with history. If there are both ruins and reconstruction, then I suggest that the ruins be preserved and rebuilt next door. It hurts to drive a bulldozer on the ruins. Whether it is restoration or reconstruction, the essence of the remains lies in preservation. Yuanmingyuan site is one of the most historic cultural relics in Beijing. If it is completely razed and a brand-new Yuanmingyuan is built, it will not be worth the candle. The Qing dynasty is gone, the raging fire is gone, the national haze is gone, the historical feelings are gone, the story of last night is erased, and the dreams of the previous night are cleared. However, it is not last night's dream, but today's game. China has always lacked site culture. The word ruins is very scary in Chinese. Either winter is full of nostalgia or pragmatism. Those who yearn for the past only want to make use of the ancient present, while those who follow the times only want to destroy the ancient present. As a result, two wars and two defeats are afraid of injury, which not only hurts history, but also hurts modern times. Bloody and scarred, such a big country, in front of me, where are those lost times? Behind me, where are the future generations? I thought of heaven and earth, with no limit and no end. I was alone and my tears fell. Leave some blank in the hearts of China people! Let the ancients leave a few footprints in modern times, and let modern times gaze at the ancients calmly. Ruins are nothing to be ashamed of. The ruins need not be covered. We are too good at covering up. China's history is full of tragedies, but China people are afraid to see the real tragedy. In the end, everyone has a happy reunion to win emotional comfort and psychological satisfaction. Only Qu Yuan, Du Fu, Cao Xueqin, Kong, Lu Xun and Bai Xianyong did not want a happy reunion. They preserved the ruins and purified the tragedy, so there appeared truly profound literature. There is no tragedy without tragedy, and there is no sublimity without tragedy. Xuefeng is great because the hillside is full of the remains of climbers; The sea is great, because there are sunken ships floating everywhere; The moon landing was great because of the fall of Challenger. Life is great, because there is white hair, farewell and helpless loss. Ancient Greece lived by the sea, and countless warriors who yearned for the other side went wave after wave, so there was a brilliant Greek tragedy. Sincerely and frankly admit the failure after the struggle and the loss after the success, we will only be more calm. If China people want to become atmospheric, it is impossible to drive all the ruins out. The survival of ruins is a symbol of modern civilization. The ruins reflect the confidence of modern people. Ruins will not stop the market and hinder progress. Modern people have a profound vision and know where they stand in history. He wouldn't imagine that a high platform would rise on the ground under his feet. Therefore, he is happy to look at all the steps behind him. What touches the ruins is modern historical philosophy, and historical philosophy also needs to find materials. Only in the hustle and bustle of modern times can the tranquility of ruins have power; Only in the meditation of modern people can the ruins rise to fables. So the ancient ruins are really modern buildings. Modernity is not just a period of time. Modernity is tolerance, modernity is tolerance, modernity is vastness, and modernity is vastness. We, with the ruins, are heading for modern spring flowers and autumn fruits. Autumn is the harvest season when fruits are full of branches and colorful. On September 18, all the students in our class bathed in the sunshine and accompanied by the morning breeze, and came to the "National Fun Garden" on the bank of Yanqi Lake to pick the autumn fruits. When I got off the bus, I was immediately stunned by the beautiful scenery here. Looking around, the mountains and rivers are lush. The nearby apple trees, peach trees and persimmon trees are all bent by countless fruits, and the picking begins here. Apples are hanging on the high branches, and the students are greedy. But it is not easy to take it off. To this end, the students tried every means: some jumped up to catch it, some hit it with branches, some shook it around the trunk, and some simply climbed up the tree to pick it ... Soon, many big and red apples were put into our pockets. This great gain has made the students more interested. The teacher took us to the sweet potato field again. I can't remember this humble green space when I see it. There are delicious sweet potatoes underground. I squatted on the ground, holding some melon seedlings in my hands and holding them tightly, thinking that I would be able to pull out a big sweet potato. While thinking, I tried to pull back, but my hand hurt, but the melon seedlings did not move. Wang Yelun saw that I was working hard and ran to help me. I pulled the melon seedlings, and she pulled my arm. Haha, it's a bit like "pulling radish" in a picture book. At this time, we were startled by the sound of "jumping". It turned out that the seedlings were broken. I almost fell down when I didn't pull out the sweet potato. I can't seem to pull it out, but I still have to dig. I found another big and thick melon seedling. I peel off the leaves first, and then dig the soil at the roots by hand. After a while, I saw the small head of a sweet potato exposed. I learned the way I was just now and continued to dig the soil. I saw some sweet potatoes on display again and thought it was a success this time. I secretly looked at other students, but I haven't dug them up yet, thinking that I can be the first this time. The more I think about it, the more anxious I am. I couldn't help but stand up and pull hard, and the sweet potato was split in half. I feel so regretful that I want to cry. I shouldn't have pulled it out No wonder my mother always criticizes my impatience at home. I moved to another place. At this time, I remembered the pumpkin planted by my grandmother, and the big pumpkin with yellow leaves was about to mature. So I chose a sweet potato seedling with withered leaves and dug it up with my hands. The fine sand made my hands ache, so I kept digging until the whole big sweet potato was completely exposed, and I took it out carefully. Wow! What a big sweet potato! I picked up the sweet potato in three steps and ran to the teacher in two steps. The teacher looked at it and said happily, "Bai Chao dug up a paw grandpa." At this time, other students came running with the fruits of victory. Everyone looked at each other, big, small and round. Every student smiles at sweet potato, so happy and sweet. Ah! What a beautiful season, what a gratifying harvest. On this day, we felt the hardships of labor and the joy of harvest in the beautiful and rich "Country Garden". This left a deep impression on my memory, and I can't forget it, really, forever. Unconsciously, Miss Xia took away the heat, and Miss Qiu came quietly. Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as warm as summer, as charming as winter. Looking up, I found the sky getting bluer and bluer. The blue sky gives me a feeling of bumper harvest. Walking into the orchard, I saw red apples, yellow pears, purple grapes and grinning pomegranate. Wow! What a bumper harvest. Walking into the vegetable garden, the greens are accepting the green clothes given by Mr. Qiu and trying to put them on! Walking into the park, it became a sea of flowers, with chrysanthemums, a bunch of red flowers and cockscomb flowers all in full bloom. The fragrance of flowers is intoxicating. Let you stop and admire. Everything begins in spring and ends in autumn. Autumn-filled with the joy of harvest, pregnant with the hope of success. Ah! I love autumn, and I love the golden autumn of harvest more. Everyone says that autumn is the golden harvest season, which seems invisible in the city. Only in the open area of the country can we look up at the sky getting higher and higher in autumn and the endless golden waves, and people's mood will become as bright as freshly washed glass. But think carefully, why is autumn the harvest season? Didn't we get anything in the other three seasons? In pink spring, we harvest the joy of migratory birds, and new willows brush the tenderness on our faces; In the grass-green summer, we harvest the songs of crickets, and raindrops fall on our shoulders. In the silver winter, we harvested the dance steps of snowflakes falling gently, and harvested the warmth of sunshine after a night of north wind. Look, we have a lot of harvest every season! In fact, more importantly, our hearts have been harvesting. A brisk piece of music puts wings on the mood and flies to the sky like a butterfly; A gorgeous picture washes away dust for eyes and reflects the colorful sunshine of life like a diamond; A fascinating book makes the soul embark on an imaginary journey, like swimming in the past and future in a time machine ~ ~ ~ I hope you can also gain pleasure in life; Harvest in moving, harvest in thinking, harvest in aftertaste ~ ~ ~

On a sunny day, the task we practice this afternoon is ...

Cut chrysanthemum

After getting the scissors ready, we set off for the experimental base. When I came to the experimental base, a new speed appeared in front of me, giving people a refreshing feeling.

"Go in with scissors!" A classmate shouted, and I looked at the scissors in my hand. I walked in confidently and looked at the big green chrysanthemums, which made my heart beat.

At first, I was really afraid of what to do if I screwed up, but over time, we became skilled and bold. Although everyone is a little sweaty, everyone is happy. Soon, two washbasins were occupied by chrysanthemums.

"Well, go to the restaurant to wash chrysanthemums."

Wash chrysanthemums

This chrysanthemum washing is really interesting.

At the beginning, everyone grabbed a handful of talents, and two or three people came to the faucet to wash. First, they picked up the plate and pulled out the bottom. Then they picked one leaf after another and washed it slowly. Some students who wash chrysanthemums for the first time are afraid of breaking them, but I don't think so. I pulled out some yellow leaves eaten by insects. At this time, Yu Heng Chang came over and said to wash with me. I agreed. Time is much faster now, and it will be finished in less than a minute.

Then I found the washbasin next to it. Teacher Song came over and washed it with a washbasin. I picked it up and shouted to everyone, "put all the washed chrysanthemum vegetables here!" " Everyone came to me and put it in. Some students seem to be reluctant to part with it, looking at it, touching it and putting it in. Some students took a good look at their seats and put them down. Wow! Washed chrysanthemums are just different. It is a new green, and the sun shines on it, shining!

Mixed packing

In the restaurant, we are going to start mixing the stuffing.

First, take some sticky boards and cut vegetables on them. With the sound of chopping vegetables, the vegetables were cut into strips and then chopped, "Wow-!" Just like the fragrance of flowers. It smells really good. From a distance, it looks like kimchi. Cut it, and the tofu has moved. Teacher Song crushed it and put it in the chrysanthemum, then rubbed it and put some meat in it. I rub, I rub, I rub, everyone stands and watches Teacher Song rub. Everyone laughed. Very good! Add ginger, garlic, salt, monosodium glutamate and wine, and then knead. After a while, there will be a stuffing smell around us.

Bao wonton contest

"Competition, competition!" To say this competition, it is wonton! This is an activity completely completed by ourselves.

Looking at pieces of snow-white skin, various colors of stuffing and thinking about delicious wonton, we are full of vitality.

First, I picked up a piece of leather, put some stuffing in it, and folded it in half. This is the shape of jiaozi. However, today we are going to make wonton. I want to glue the two corners of the skin in half again, and a wonton will be wrapped. Since wonton is wrapped one by one, our group has also made some combinations. Chen and I call it "going to sea" combination, which can be said to be my own boast! Wonton made by the two of us is not bad in the group. What about Chen? I am concerned with innovation. What about me? Pay attention to reality, never innovate, two people together, can be said to be a combination of Chinese and western, everyone says we are very funny.

Nearly an hour passed, and wonton was wrapped, some like wallets, some like ingots, some like stones, some like duck feet … all kinds.

Oh! Wonton is going to take a hot bath, so we just sit in our seats and wait quietly.

Taste delicious food

Oh! -Wonton Well, we can smell it from a distance in the kitchen, and with the delicious seaweed soup, it can be said to be delicious.

Soon, the delicious wonton was served on the plate, and it was time to eat! Uh huh! Wow! It's really good, some students sighed like this, and some students gave a thumbs up. Look, the students' faces are full of smiles, because this is the fruit of their own labor!

It feels good to have a bumper harvest!