The person I admire most is the composition of the cleaner.

In our daily life, everyone is familiar with composition, which is a narrative method to express a theme through words. There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following is the composition I collected for you, which I appreciate most. Welcome to read the collection.

In the early morning, when people were still asleep, there was a rhythmic brushing sound outside. I don't know whether I woke up with a start or naturally. I washed everything and got dressed. After breakfast, I put on my schoolbag and went straight downstairs. As soon as I got downstairs, I saw a neatly dressed aunt cleaner. She took the initiative to say hello to me: little friend, you got up early. I smiled at him and I smiled at her. Now I know that the rhythmic sound of brushing teeth in the morning is the beautician in our city dressing up our city to welcome a new day.

Since then, I have seen her almost every day. Slowly, when I get to know her, I will take the initiative to say hello to him. It was a Saturday morning. I went downstairs and greeted him as usual. She wiped the sweat from her head, waved and smiled at me. Today, she didn't wear gloves. I can clearly see that he has calluses on his hands. After greeting, she began to work. At this time, she swept the garbage dump, which gave off an unpleasant smell. Many pedestrians ran away, covering their noses, but the aunt cleaner was not afraid of being dirty and greeted her.

Aunt cleaner sweeps the street on time every day, tirelessly and never complains. Their spirit of not being afraid of being dirty and tired deeply touched me. Some people look down on cleaners, but they are indispensable in people's lives. Without their selfless dedication and labor, our beautiful city would not exist and our environment would be very bad. It is precisely because of the beauticians in these cities that our city will become cleaner and more beautiful.

The person I admire most-the cleaner composition 2 In the colorful world, there are many people worthy of my admiration, including the police uncle who stands guard for us day and night, and angels in white who rescues patients in the hospital, but the person I admire most is the unknown street angel-the cleaner.

It is they who let the sprinklers on the expressway pour out a fresh dawn; It is they who make the city clean and tidy and welcome the kiss of the first morning light in the east.

I remember a scorching noon, when the sun was shining brightly on the earth, and I heard the rustling sound again. Despite their fatigue, they are still cleaning up those "demons". Although they are sweating like a pig, they are still taking care of their work and tirelessly sweeping the floor everywhere. It was so hot that I ran to the supermarket next door and bought an ice cream. I took it apart and threw the bag on the ground. Aunt cleaner looked up at me and said kindly in a reproachful tone, "Little friend, you must know how to protect the environment!" " Then why did you throw the packing bag on the ground? "I blushed at that time and said shyly," I'm sorry, aunt, I'll never litter again. "Say that finish, I quickly ran over and threw the packaging bag into a nearby trash can and ran away in shame.

Remove a piece of dirt, clean a road, clean a city. Cleaners have devoted their lives, and cleaners will always be the people I admire most.

The person I admire most-the cleaner composition 3 Everyone has the person I admire most. Do you know who I admire most? He is not a mom and dad, nor a teacher or classmate, but a cleaner. In that ordinary and ordinary post, they contributed their own strength and dressed up our beautiful and lovely world.

Every morning, before dawn, when people are still sleeping, the cleaners have left their homes. No matter whether it is windy or rainy, no matter whether it is cold or freezing, they all insist on working in their posts: some cleaners are cleaning the corridor; Some cleaners are sweeping the road; Some cleaners are cleaning up the garbage ... whenever we see a clean road on our way to school and work, our mood becomes so happy that we can devote ourselves to our study and work more happily.

Although the cleaners are so ordinary, they have paid a lot for our beautiful and lovely world. Without their hard work, where would our beautiful and lovely world come from?

My favorite person, cleaner composition 4 If someone asks me: Who do you admire most? I would say, "The person I admire most is the cleaner."

One winter morning, it was snowing heavily outside, and the wind was biting, which made people tremble. On my way to school, I saw many cleaners knocking on the ground by the roadside with planers. It was noisy on the roadside, and I didn't pay attention. I didn't see it until I walked to the front-I saw my aunt knocking on the ice with all her strength with a plane. The plane crashed heavily, and the ice was scattered all over the floor like a big glass smashed by Hercules. I ran over and asked the cleaner's aunt, "Aunt! Why use the plane to knock on the ground? " Aunt said, "The ice is too slippery. We have to break it to prevent pedestrians from slipping." Now I understand. When I looked up and saw my aunt's face, my heart tightened. Aunt's face is red, and there are snowflakes on her eyebrows and hair. Tears filled my eyes. I was moved to say, "Auntie! You have worked hard! " Aunt smiled and continued to shave ice.

Aunt's back has become tall in my heart. I admire the spirit of silent dedication of the cleaners.

The person I admire most is aunt cleaner, because she cleans every day.

Once, on my way to school, I met two aunts who were cleaners. One aunt is sweeping the road, and the other is collecting garbage. Look how hard they are. They clean every day, but we throw rubbish at will. What would our world be like if there were no cleaners? Aunt cleaner sweeps the floor silently every day and gets up early every day. You see, when they get up late, there will be more cars on the road. How to sweep them? I still remember one time, someone said that the sweeper was really shameful. I was a little angry, because if there were no cleaners to protect our environment, there would be rubbish everywhere.

I admire the cleaners very much, because they contribute silently every day to make our world a better place. What I admire most is aunt cleaner, because she cleans every day.

The person I admire most, the cleaner composition 6. The person I admire most is neither a classmate who works hard at calligraphy nor a hard-working mom and dad, but an ordinary cleaner.

Cleaners, what a common name, even many people don't want to mention it, but every corner of life has traces of them stepping together. Cleaners have a hard-working spirit: when the light blue sky is still inlaid with a few scattered stars, they get up and are busy in every corner of the street with the simplest tool in their hands-brooms.

I remember one time: before dawn, I walked out of my house unconsciously and saw the shadow in front of me. I walked over and saw a cleaner sweeping dirty and smelly garbage. I asked, "Aunt, how did you clean this dirty and smelly trash can?" The cleaner said, "Civilization is the beginning of personal happiness. Civilization is the most beautiful and proud gift in life. " Cleaners are the epitome of thousands of workers in Qian Qian, Qian Qian, and the annual rings of the years have witnessed their contribution to society; The wrinkles on his face crisscross.

The person I admire most! Cleaner, you have worked hard, day after day, year after year, working in that humble position, in order to bring us a clean and beautiful home!

There are sanitation workers everywhere in our city.

Sanitation workers have some elderly grandfathers and some elderly aunts.

These people have a low level of education, but they can still stand on their own feet in society by their own efforts.

I remember that once in a cold winter, my mother went to work early and put me at the school gate. Seeing that the school gate is empty, even the uncle security has not come yet. I stood shivering in the cold wind when I saw an orange figure and walked slowly past. When I looked carefully, it turned out to be an old woman. She is a sanitation worker. At the gate of our school, she came earlier than me. She is wearing an orange dress and an orange hat. She is about sixty or seventy years old. Her face is pale and her hair is whiter. She looks gentle and kind. She is cleaning with a broom in one hand and a cloth bag in the other. I went over and asked, "Grandma, why did you come to the school gate to clean up so early?" She looked up and paused and said, "I got up early and worked all the time to give the city a good environment." I can't stop all year round. If I have a headache, I have to stick to it. Only in this way can the city be built more neatly and beautifully! "

I was surprised and admired her. When she finished talking to me, she lowered her head and swept it with difficulty. At this time, I saw some sweat on her forehead, which flowed down. A gust of wind blew, and I couldn't help wrapping my cotton-padded jacket tightly around me. I thought to myself: In such a cold day, sanitation workers are still working hard. They really work hard!

I deeply admire the sanitation workers. Their spirit of not being afraid of hardship and fatigue has been shaking me!

The person I admire most is the cleaner's composition 8. I admire many people. Such as: selfless dedication of the' police uncle', self-improvement of the disabled, serious study partners, cleaning workers who work silently, teaching our mothers every day, I remember that cleaning workers are particularly dirty and extremely unsanitary in my mind. But after one incident, I completely changed my impression of them. It was a summer vacation, and I was helping my mother take out the garbage. I happened to see a cleaner sweeping the garbage. A group of children were playing football when the ball suddenly rolled into the garbage. Because it's too dirty, they don't want anyone. Just as they were about to give up, a voice stopped them. It turned out to be a cleaner. He took the ball out of the garbage and gave them two napkins. He said to them, here you are, be careful next time, take it back and wash it with paper. The children took the ball away happily, and the cleaner looked at them with a smile. At that moment, I really understood the cleaner. The cleaner is a beautician in the city. They are selfless for us, work hard for us and deal with garbage for us. If it were not for them, we really don't know what our home would be like.

That's why I admire them.

If you ask me who I admire most, I will not hesitate to say, "The cleaner is the person I admire most."

Every morning, the cleaner always gets up the earliest. While many people were still sleeping, the cleaners began to work. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, they always exchange their hard work for the cleanliness of the city. It was a hot Sunday noon, and I was taking a nap when I heard a conversation outside the window. I thought, who will stay outside in such a hot day? When I opened the window, I saw a heat wave coming, and almost no pedestrians on the road seemed to be scared by the heat wave. According to the reputation of speaking, it turned out that two sweaty cleaners were cleaning with a smile. I can't help but be moved by their positive and optimistic spirit. Suddenly they bent down, and I was a little confused. What are they doing? I opened my eyes and saw that the sewer was blocked by sundries. A heavy rain two days ago filled the road with sewage, and occasionally the cars that flew by made pedestrians covered with sewage. They opened the lid, clipped out the sundries and swept them into the dustpan. Rotten leaves and peels give off a bad smell. Occasionally, passers-by ran away with their noses covered, but the two cleaners completely ignored them and still squeezed out the debris bit by bit. Ten minutes later, they stopped. The sewer was clear and the accumulated water slipped down. Look at aunt cleaner, she's turned into a big face. After they put the lid on, they went on cleaning the street.

Seeing this scene, I can't help thinking: cleaner! Cleaners, whether it's windy or rainy or cold or hot, you always work tirelessly to create a beautiful environment for people. Every time the broom swings behind, it will leave a clean street. Although you are wearing dusty clothes, you also have a beautiful heart. You are ordinary, but your spirit is great!

The person I admire most-cleaner composition 10 There are many people around me, but what I admire most-my cleaner grandmother.

My grandmother is a cleaner. She has black and white hair. Although she is not young, she still has a pair of bright eyes, neither tall nor short. She is full of energy at work!

Grandma cleans in the street community every day, so she can often be seen cleaning hard with a broom. Every time I see grandma coming home sweating, my nose is sour and I can't help crying.

I still remember one summer night, when the power was suddenly cut off at home, my grandmother took me outside to get some air.

Some people are walking in the street outside, some people are walking their dogs, and some people are dancing in a square dance in a spacious place, but my eyes are on a young couple. The couple are sitting on a bench, and the young man is chewing a bag of melon seeds. Melons flew out of his mouth one by one and landed on the ground next to him. When the young woman peeled pears with a fruit knife, the peels slowly separated along her blade, and strips of pear peels snaked down from her hands and landed at her feet. I thought to myself, these people are too indifferent to the environment. At this time, grandma came slowly and said to them kindly, "Children, take care of our environment and throw the garbage into the trash can." After listening to her grandmother's words, the young woman stood up and rolled her eyes, ignored her grandmother, and walked away with the young man beside her.

"Why are people so incompetent now?" I muttered, reaching out to help grandma, trying to leave directly. Grandma patted my hand, walked to the trash can, bent down, picked up the garbage on the ground with both hands, then looked around, walked quickly to the trash can and carefully threw the garbage in her hand into the trash can. Looking at grandma's back, my heart is warm. Grandma is telling everyone to protect our environment and cherish the fruits of every sanitation worker's labor.

Although my grandmother is just an ordinary cleaner, in my eyes, my grandmother is great and I admire her very much!

The person I admire most, cleaner composition 1 1, is around us, and there are many people we admire: maybe those world-famous celebrities; Maybe it's someone who studies hard. However, the people I admire are not them, but the cleaners in blue clothes and yellow hats.

On the left of my house downstairs is the garbage dump in our community. So there are often cleaners. It is these people who once moved me and changed my view of them.

It was raining in Mao Mao outside that day. Although I don't want to go downstairs, I have to go downstairs in order to attend the training class. Just walked out of the gate. He shrank back at once because it stinks outside. I looked intently, wow! Scared me, the "hill" composed of garbage outside is enjoying the rain, and flies are dancing ballet hand in hand. Although I am wearing an umbrella and rain boots, I still dare not take a step outside. At this moment, a cleaner came riding a garbage truck. He is not tall, his hands are covered with cocoons, and the wrinkles on his face are like fish scales, which makes people feel very old. I saw him walking towards the garbage mountain step by step with a broom in his left hand and a shovel in his right hand. I can't seem to feel the strong smell. He picked up the broom and swept the garbage mountain to the ground, then swept the garbage into the shovel and poured it into the garbage truck beside him. In this way, in a short time, the path covered by garbage, under his hands, became a wide and clean road. His clothes were wet by the nasty rain and his hat clung to his head. But he didn't feel anything, just looked at the clean road and showed a satisfied smile.

By the time I came to my senses, the cleaner had disappeared in this drizzle. Looking at the back of his childhood, I thought: I must do my own work for the cleanliness of the class like him in the future. Take part in more labor in the future and never be lazy. Because he, the unknown cleaner, infected me. He has also become my most admired person.

Do you know who I admire most? To tell the truth, it is the "yellow angel"-the sanitation worker. Sanitation workers, wearing orange overalls and pulling scooters, clean up the garbage on the street and become a beautiful landscape in the streets.

On a hot summer day, there are several holes in the earth, some of which can get into a little finger, and the whole earth is steaming, just like the alchemy furnace of the old gentleman in Taishang. A 50-year-old uncle was sweeping the floor, and a middle-aged woman came over and dropped the cold drink packaging bag. The uncle didn't say a word, just sighed, picked up the bag and put it in his scooter.

Another time, it snowed heavily outside, and the north wind roared, and my mother was shivering with cold. On the way to school, grandpa and several other sanitation workers are shoveling snow. When their hands were red with cold and extremely cold, they gasped at their opponents, rubbed their hands hard to keep them from freezing, and continued to shovel snow, like a lion, cleaning up the obstacles around them. They are not afraid of hard work, difficulties, and face difficulties. When I saw them, there was a warm current in my heart.

Ah! Sanitation workers, whether you are in the hot sun or in the snow, always clean up the garbage on the street in obscurity, bringing a clean and tidy environment to the city. Ah! Sanitation workers, the people I admire most!

The person I admire most, the cleaner composition 13 It was a rainy evening. I was late after school, so I took a shortcut home from the stadium with an umbrella. Unconsciously, the street lamp came on. It is about five or six o'clock. I thought so, so I ran in a hurry.

At this time, there was a loud cry from behind: "Don't move!" "My heart in a surprised, stepped back and stopped. By the light, I looked back-it turned out to be an old cleaner sweeping the floor not far away. Where there are no students, who else but the cleaners? He raised his weather-beaten face and told me in a low and gentle voice, "If I hadn't warned you, I'm afraid you would have fallen. Be careful when you walk. "

I took a look forward. A few steps away, there was a square sewer, the manhole cover was removed, and the dirty water flowed straight out.

Surprised, I glanced at the cleaner gratefully. At this moment, he stopped sweeping the floor and came to me. "Why is this manhole cover not covered in time? It's easy to slip, and I don't know who did it. You go first, I'll bring it back and cover it. " The simple words of the old cleaner echoed in my ears. I watched him slowly move the heavy manhole cover, then turned and ran away in the rain.

The scene of him bending down to move the manhole cover in the rain has been deeply imprinted in my mind. He is the person I admire most.

Now if someone asks me, "What is my favorite occupation?" I would definitely say, "Cleaner!"

I didn't think so before. I think this job is not good, and it will make people dirty. But now I find that the cleaner has a pair of bright eyes on his bronze face, but there are several deep wrinkles in the corner of his eyes. The cleaners serve us day and night. How dirty and messy would our city be if there were no cleaners? If there were no cleaners, my classmates and I would live in the garbage all day. Their job is to exchange one person's dirty for ten thousand people's clean!

Once, I saw a cleaner sweeping the floor and suddenly a man came over. The cleaner accidentally spilled Saturn on him. The cleaner quickly raised his head to apologize and wiped it for the man. The cleaner squatted down without hesitation and carefully wiped the man. The man was stunned first, then blushed and said, "Nothing, nothing." And then left with a smile.

The cleaner is a beautician of the earth, and I admire the cleaner.

The person I admire most, the cleaner composition 15 Everyone has his admirers in his heart: the uncle of the People's Liberation Army who is not afraid of hardship, the "angels in white" who saved lives, and the teacher who is not afraid of fatigue. But the person I admire most is not a great man, nor a rich man, nor a dazzling star, but a city beautician who sweeps the streets all day.

There was no property management in our community before. It's full of rubbish and dirty, but it hasn't turned into a dump.

But once, I suddenly found that the community was much cleaner, the corridor was spotless, and even the handrails of the stairs were wiped clean. I think it's strange. This community has never been cleaned, and we have never paid the property management fee. Did a kind person sweep it? At this moment, I saw a cleaner sweeping the floor seriously, and the dust rose and floated into her eyes, but she just rubbed her eyes and continued to sweep. The glittering and translucent sweat ran down her cheeks and soaked her clothes, but she didn't care at all and still swept.

Whenever we are still sleeping, the cleaner has come out to sweep the floor. Whenever there is a strong wind, it will blow away the garbage they have worked so hard to sweep away. If it were me, I would be angry and throw away the broom. But he didn't. He swept the garbage back bit by bit. Whenever I go to school, I can see the clean road. Isn't that all the sweat of the cleaner?

Imagine what our city would be like without these cleaners. There is rubbish everywhere, and people breathe air with a lot of dust every day. If so, the extinction of mankind is getting closer and closer to us.

Now in society, some people look down on those cleaners. But I think, cleaning the city is a very noble career! ! !