800-word composition topic labor 1
In our Chinese textbook, there is an article about Hukou Waterfall. Its name is the soul of the Yellow River. I like this article very much. I know it by heart and often recite it to my parents loudly and affectionately at home.
Seeing that I love Hukou Waterfall so much, before May Day, my parents discussed it, saying that during May Day, my sister and I drove to Yan 'an, visited the Huangdi Mausoleum and Yan 'an Revolutionary Memorial Hall along the way, and then went to Hukou to have a look, so that I could have a look and feel the earth-shattering and magnificent wonders of Hukou Waterfall. Hearing this decision of my parents, I jumped three feet for joy and couldn't sleep for several nights.
Unfortunately, May Day is coming. My father needed to go out because of urgent work, and our family's hukou trip was ruined. For this reason, I was unhappy for a few days during the May Day holiday. I stayed at home from morning till night, except doing homework and reading books, which was really boring.
How time flies! The May Day holiday is coming to an end. On May 6th, my mother said, "All right! Don't be unhappy anymore. I didn't go to the hukou this time. I will make it up to you next time. Your sister will go back to Beijing in the afternoon. Let's go out for dinner together, so that we can see your sister off. " In this way, with the repeated encouragement of my mother, my mother and sister came to the KFC restaurant next to the bell tower.
As soon as I entered the restaurant, I was immediately attracted by the attractive smell. My sister and I eagerly ordered a lot of favorite chicken legs, French fries, cold drinks, juice and hamburger packages. We sat down at a small table by the window and ate with relish. Suddenly, a little girl's voice came: "Mom, it's time to eat! Try this chicken leg, how delicious it is! " "Mom doesn't eat, mom is not hungry, you eat quickly, it's not good when it's cold!" This is her mother's voice. Looking down the sound, I saw a little girl about six or seven years old and her mother sitting not far from us. There are chicken legs, French fries and hamburgers on the table. The child was wolfing down the drumsticks, and the mother stared at her with a happy smile on her face. After a while, the child was full, and there were chicken legs and French fries left on the table ... At this time, the child stood up and patted the rice residue on his body. "Mom, let's go!" "Wait a minute." As she spoke, the mother picked up the child, ate the remaining chicken legs and chewed them carefully. "Mom, aren't you hungry?" The little girl said in a childish voice. "This child, what a pity to throw away such expensive things!" As she spoke, she looked up at the dining table beside her. Her face turned red when she saw my mother and I looking at them. I saw that she quickly took out a plastic bag from her body, put all the leftovers on the table, and then took the little girl's hand and left in a hurry.
Seeing this scene, my heart was shocked. Yes, I finally understand that my mother's economy is not affluent. In order to let the children eat whatever they want like other children, she would rather not eat it herself and let the children have enough to eat.
On the way home, the moving scene just now kept flashing in front of my eyes. Let me understand the greatness and selflessness of maternal love and arouse my love for my parents. The gloomy mood these days suddenly swept away.
Labor topic composition 800 words 2
The true meaning of life lies in continuous discovery. In the process of watching and listening, we can learn a lot about being a man and doing things. Yes, in this summer vacation, I met a little thing, which made me have a clearer and deeper understanding of the meaning of this sentence and really benefited a lot.
One scorching afternoon, cicadas called tirelessly in the tree, and I went downstairs to take out the garbage at my mother's orders. The garbage can stinks and mosquitoes and flies fly around. I turned and ran home after taking out the garbage.
At this moment, a dustman came face to face, with his head down, a broom in one hand and a dustpan in the other. As she walked, she cleaned up the rubbish on the ground, and sweat ran down her cheeks. At this time, two young people who looked like middle school students came over with a bag of garbage in their hands. I saw two young people four or five meters away from the trash can, picking their noses, frowning and posing as a pair of bitter gourd faces. The two stood on tiptoe and walked more than one meter away from the trash can, so they played "shooting" and threw the garbage bag into the trash can. Because of the distance and poor shooting skills, the garbage is scattered from the garbage bag like a fairy and scattered around the trash can. The cleaner looked at the scene from a distance, as if to say something, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back. She took a few steps and came to the trash can. She bent down silently and cleaned it carefully.
"How disgusting, this kind of work is actually done so seriously." One of the young people turned his head, squinted at the cleaner who was sweeping the garbage, and said disdainfully to the other.
"Yes!" Another voice replied.
The cleaner cleaned too carefully. The conversation between the two young people was so loud that I could hear it from a distance, but she turned a deaf ear. She first poured the garbage into her big garbage truck, then wiped the trash can inside and outside, and finally took out a broom to clean it.
Listening to those disdainful words, a sense of disgust for those two young people came from my heart. I looked at them again: wearing hats with electric fans, adidas sportswear and Nike sneakers, very fashionable. But what kind of soul is wrapped in such fashionable and beautiful clothes? My heart is full of questions.
Looking at the cleaner's fading back, I realized something. It seems that only the beauty of appearance is not enough. As long as a person has a beautiful and noble heart, even if she is in rags and has an ordinary job, she is the most beautiful person in the world.
I meditated for a long time until the cleaner went far away. ...
Labor topic composition 800 words 3
In my ten years of life, I have participated in many activities: there are chess competitions; There are activities to celebrate the sixth and first garden; There is a "technology creates the future" garden activity ... the most common campus food festival with the theme of "I work, I am happy" will never be forgotten by me.
This activity is mainly about cooking. Make a fruit salad or fruit platter for each group, and bring a delicious one cooked at home. Choose several representative dishes from each class to participate in the school competition.
"Now please go back to the classroom and make trouble!" With the "call" of the host Hu Kun, all classes in the school came into the classroom one after another and began to make trouble.
Our group made a fruit platter, so we immediately divided the work: Shenyang and Wang Jiating cut the fruit, Li Shinong and I loaded the vegetables, and the others did odd jobs. The intense production process began. To make a fruit platter, be sure to wash the fruit clean, not too dirty. Therefore, Shenyang first asked Xu Yifei to wash the fruit. After a while, Xu Yifei brought two washed cucumbers. Shenyang is unhurriedly peeling cucumber skin, and the knife in his hand is working in a scratching way, but the technology is not good, he can't distinguish right from wrong, and even the belt meat has been cut off. At this time, Wang Jiating took another cucumber, cut it into pieces without peeling it, pointed to his cucumber piece and said to Shenyang, "Look! I cut better than you! " Shenyang didn't speak, convinced. Li Shinong and I immediately put the cucumbers cut by Wang Jiating on the edge of the plate and put a cherry fruit every other cucumber. The color is beautiful. After a while, Shenyang cut four red apples. "Surround it!" I propose. "Not good! Build a building and use it as a foundation. " Li Shinong said. "no! Be careful to collapse! " I said. "You don't look good like that." Li Shinong and I argued endlessly. However, I was no match for him at all, so I built an Eiffel Tower.
Later, our group built several more floors. On several occasions, the Eiffel Tower almost collapsed, but fortunately it was near misses. It wasn't long before the Eiffel Tower was built.
Under the Eiffel Tower, although it is a densely populated square composed of various fruit slices, there is an observation deck composed of peaches, pears, bananas and kiwifruit in the middle and an antenna made of cherries at the top, which is very creative. Our hearts are full of sweetness.
During the class evaluation, after I came to the stage with our group's assorted fruit platter, Wang Jiating loudly introduced: "This is the Eiffel Tower made by our group. This is the square where people come and go under the iron tower; This is a wait-and-see platform where many people stare at each other; This is the antenna at the top of the tower. " Wang Jiating spoke vividly and won warm applause from his classmates.
Finally, our work only won the class third prize, but we have deeply realized that I work and I am happy!
Labor topic composition 800 words 4
Li Dazhao once said: "I think the best way to seek happiness in life is to respect labor." All happiness can be obtained through labor, and all hardships can be freed through labor. "Indeed, labor is the source of all happiness and good things in the world, and labor is the most reliable wealth. Because of labor, human society has made continuous progress and development.
When you enter the school, have you ever seen the flash of knowledge, heard the communication between books and people, and smelled the sweat of teachers? Labor is greater than knowledge.
One day, when everything you have is brought into society, everything around you is given by ordinary labor.
Life is so beautiful, human beings are so progressive, everything comes from our hard and ordinary labor, just need to be so silent.
After dinner tonight, I suddenly had a whim and thought, "Mom and Dad must be very tired after a busy day." So I said to my parents, "I'll wash the pot tonight, so you have a good rest." Mother replied, "Thank you, daughter!" When mom and dad leave their seats, I will "kill" those bowls in the basin, turn on the hot water tap to put hot water, put the guest star-detergent with oil stains in the basin, and then wash the stains out of the bowl with a rag and put it aside. Turn the wok with a steel ball. The steel ball rotates in the wok like a skater skating, and the dirty things in the wok are quickly turned off. While pouring the sewage, I remembered that I didn't wear an apron. It can be said that "soldiers go into battle without guns." Fortunately, my clothes are just a little wet. I put on my apron and started washing dishes again. Then it's much simpler. Just wash it with water. Finally, I cleaned the stove with a rag. You're finished.
Although I cleaned the bowl, I was already sweating and my hands were sore. Today, my biggest harvest is: I feel the joy of labor! Because I did something for my parents, and I also gained knowledge in my work!
Labor has created history and future. When May Day comes, we will create our own bright future with our hardworking hands!
Labor topic composition 800 words 5
Labor creates people, and people can't live without it. Labor requires time, physical strength, fatigue and hard work, and only hard work can yield and reward. Labor also needs honesty, and labor should stay away from opportunism and fraud. Everyone has a beginning of labor, and I am no exception.
On the weekend of grade one, I finished my homework early and had nothing to do, so I went for a stroll in grandpa's small garden. Although it is called "garden", it is actually a piece of land with many potted plants and flowers. Surrounded by smiles, the big ones set each other off and are very beautiful. Xue Teng saw me and waved; All kinds of nameless flowers see me, demon body; Chlorophytum saw me and didn't provoke anything. Just when I was intoxicated, my grandfather unconsciously came behind me: "Go and water them." I am very happy: "Yes, yes!" I picked up a water pipe, screwed one end on the tap, held the other end by myself and rushed into the small garden. As soon as I turned on the tap, Hua, Hua ... water came out, and I was excited to hold the hose. I picked up the machine gun and continued shooting. Those flowers and plants had to be "wronged", they played the role of the enemy. Clap your hands, clank, hahaha, the sound of my feet on the ground, the sound of watering, and my cheerful "haha" sound form a "trio". Flowers, grass and potted plants all seem to be infected by me, so the flowers are particularly green and the potted plants are particularly strong. Just as I was working happily, my grandfather turned off the tap and said kindly, "If you water it again, the plants will drown." I touched the back of my head embarrassedly: "Hehe." Grandpa added, "Shouldn't we sweep the fallen leaves?" I woke up like a dream: "Oh, yes!" I quickly picked up the broom and swept the floor. After a while, I was sweating profusely, but looking at the neat little garden, my heart was full of joy. When the last drop of water rolled down from the leaves, my composition was finished: Today I watered the flowers and learned that labor is not easy, but it can also bring us happiness!
Labor is the foundation of happiness, the source of happiness and the only way for everyone to succeed and be brilliant. If you want to get out of trouble, you go to work; If you want to create the future, you should work; If you want to find happiness, you should work; If you want to realize your dream, you should work. Honest labor has created a beautiful world and demonstrated the glory of labor!
Labor topic composition 800 words 6
Labor and life are closely linked and inseparable. In order to experience hard work and happiness, our class held an activity: Bao jiaozi.
From the teacher's announcement, we waited, waited and waited, and finally waited until Friday. After the first class, the exciting moment fell from the sky. When the host announced the official start of the activity, there was cheers in the classroom, and some students even jumped three feet high.
After washing their hands, the students returned to their seats one by one. By this time, the teacher had already prepared the dumpling stuffing and wrappers, but before the teacher said, the students had already wrapped them. I often pack jiaozi at home. Practice makes perfect. I quickly packed a dozen. At the same time, I glanced at the group next to me, smug: I want to surpass us! No way! After a while, we finished jiaozi's wallet. Ding Lingling Ding Lingling, the first paragraph just disappeared.
I went to the next few groups and turned around. It is really interesting! The shape of jiaozi is different, some are steamed stuffed buns, some are gold ingots, some are crescent moons, and some are irregular. Even he can't tell what it is, but the teacher's bag jiaozi is in sharp contrast with our bag jiaozi: jiaozi, no matter what shape, is always sleeping, like a lazy pig, lying in the pigsty all day, while the teacher's bag jiaozi is standing.
Cooking jiaozi is an essential process. I put jiaozi into the pot one by one and cooked for a few minutes, but jiaozi still didn't make it. I'm in a hurry, but I have no choice but to wait. Finally, jiaozi came up, and I couldn't wait to pick up jiaozi. Well, it really makes my mouth water!
At the same time, I also mixed the seasoning. At this time, my saliva is already drooling, and I can't help being very hot. Just finished eating the first one, and the second one has already been eaten, which makes you want to continue eating. As the saying goes, "Pig and Eight Rings devour life", it's really delicious! I looked at the classmate sitting next to me and looked at her embarrassed appearance. Her mouth was covered with gray "beard".
Teacher, it suddenly occurred to me that the teacher has been cooking jiaozi for us. I saw cans of delicious jiaozi put into our mouths. Why don't they want to eat? However, they didn't show the slightest desire to have a bite, so I went up to the teacher and asked, "Teacher, please have some." But their answer is: "You eat! When you are full, it is not too late for us to eat again. " Then I remembered a sentence: teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.
This activity, I not only ate delicious jiaozi, but also understood a truth: labor is both hard and happy.
Labor topic composition 800 words 7
May, the most splendid season of the year. Flowers, green grass, birds and flowers, full of vitality. In the blue sky, a white and elegant cloud rises leisurely, overlooking the earth, with green mountains and green waters smiling like flowers. All kinds of trees look refreshed in the sun, and flowers are blooming all over the mountains, prompting the enthusiasm in May.
Pears on the hillside hung their heads and smiled at May. The endless wheat fields urge warm poetry, and the generation of May is passionate. The dense and oblique spring rain hits the heart one by one, wetting the silent thoughts and rippling in the heart lake. In the passionate May, youth and dreams are released.
In May, I walked in the colorful fields of Luo Ying, breathing fresh air, and my mood was suddenly enlightened. The farmers are happily busy with spring ploughing and sowing. Their slightly bent waist is like a bow, their hands are bent forward, and their legs can't walk upright because of the load, but every step is down-to-earth, vigorous and powerful. Behind them, the terraces are constantly widening, pregnant with the hope of sowing. This poetic and bodybuilding labor scene is instantly fixed in my mind and becomes eternal in my memory.
Farmers, they have a valuable spirit, their rough hands covered with cocoons are full of love for life; The vicissitudes of cheeks suggest that they have experienced the hardships of life, waiting for expectations and harvesting the joy of labor; Their haggard faces depict their rippling tears, accompanied by every tragic day, just like their stubborn personality, their persistent pursuit of life will never repent.
Farmers, with their backs to the loess, work hard in the fields and work hard; They go out early and come back late. They are busy and tired, but they are also happy, painful and happy. They are busy all day for life, but they often smile brightly and face life.
On the streets of the city in May, there was the sound of cleaners sweeping the floor, and there was a cool breeze blowing head-on, which pushed open the flowers of the city's civilization and the fruits of the cleaners' labor. I have a panoramic view, and under the notes dancing with the wind, songs played by garbage trucks come from the streets and alleys.
Pedestrians' eyes stay on the backs of street cleaners, and people no longer look down on them because of their humble status; Pedestrians' eyes began to pay attention to the clean road, and they were very comfortable when they watched the cleaners make the city bright and colorful, so they couldn't help but cast an approving look.
In this May full of true feelings, let us write down the flashing word "the most glorious work" for the workers, and let us pay tribute to the workers and send our most sincere wishes on this special day; Let's sing the praises of labor, our romantic feelings, the voices of workers and the enthusiasm of May.
Labor topic composition 800 words 8
Loving labor is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. The most glorious job is the education I received from childhood.
My grandfather is a farmer and has worked honestly all his life. He likes to work. When I was four or five years old, my grandfather liked to put me on his shoulder and said to me: Your grandfather has been working all his life, and he respected the spirit of loving labor. Labor is our foundation. No matter how much you achieve, don't forget to love labor! We will also sing "We are China people who love labor ..."
When I was in primary school, my grandfather once told me a story about "comrades taught Mao to clean toilets". At that time, Comrade Mao Zedong and his son An Ying lived somewhere in the Phoenix Mountain in Yan 'an. At that time, An Ying was only fourteen or fifteen years old.
There is a small toilet outside the yard where Comrade Mao Zedong lives. It used to be cleaned by comrades in the guard class, but for many days in a row, the toilet was always cleaned before the soldiers went. The soldiers were very puzzled. One morning after the heavy snow, the soldiers got up early to sweep the snow. When the doorman squad leader was ready to clean the snow near the toilet, he found that the snow outside the toilet had already been cleaned.
"Who cleaned it?" Everyone is guessing, but I can't guess at the moment. Suddenly, the monitor listened to someone in the toilet: "Take some ash from the stove, pick it out with a basket and scatter it in the toilet." What a familiar voice! The monitor immediately recognized this conversation between Comrade Mao Zedong and An Ying Jr.
It turned out that Comrade Mao Zedong came to clean the toilet with kishida fumio in order to cultivate her good habit of loving labor since childhood. Since then, the guards can often see a little boy cleaning the toilet, rarely without interruption.
"If you don't sweep a house, why sweep the world?" The former chairman cultivated a good habit of loving labor from an early age, and I was educated in this way. I still remember it.
When I was in middle school, I met a person I will never forget-my teacher.
It was raining in Mao Mao that day, and everyone was cleaning at school. At the beginning, the teacher said, "Labor is the spirit of our Chinese nation. Because of labor, the treasures of this land have been developed. It supports our life. Looking at clean classrooms and clean cities will naturally make us feel happy. If everyone lives in a smoky world all day, then everyone can't live well, so everyone must clean the classroom. "
Looking at everyone's eagerness, the teacher also told us to start cleaning. The whole class, some carry water, some twist cloth, some clean windows, some sweep the floor ... Although everyone is sweating, everyone is very happy. Everyone's silvery laughter floated in the school for a long time.
In the later life, let's fall in love with labor! Work harder and have more fun!
Labor topic composition 800 words 9
The path sparkled in the bright sunshine.
Genius just dawned, and it was foggy outside the window. I rubbed my hazy eyes and started to get up. After a while, everything was ready. I walked lightly, carrying a beautiful and lovely schoolbag, humming a cheerful song: "Birds lead the way, the wind."
After crossing the road, I came to a path. I met a woman wearing white clothes, gloves and a white mask, holding a broom in her hand and sweeping step by step with her head down. Her expression was so focused and earnest that she raised a cloud of dust as soon as she appeared. I put my hand over my mouth and frowned: "What a nuisance!" Early in the morning, the road was covered with dust, and she, still with her head down, swept there with another word "firm".
This is the first day I met her. The next day, I still passed the "dirty" path, which was still there, sweeping intently. I stopped and thought, it's strange that the path was dirty yesterday. Why is it dirty today? At this time, I saw her squat down and dig out the blockage in the gutter with her hands. ...
The third day is like this; The fourth day is also; The first day was the same, one month, two months, three months ... no matter whether it was windy or rainy or hot summer, she never took a break. Because she won't feel very tired? Oh, no, she must feel like a class. Her face shows great changes, but there is a powerful force supporting her.
I passed the path and passed her, but I stopped covering my mouth and frowning, saying that I hated her, despised her and admired her. Then who the hell is she? She is an ordinary-looking, 40-year-old strange cleaner. She has no blockbuster or earth-shattering feat, but she has a noble and holy quality.
God doesn't look down on humble people. He often gives noble souls to humble bodies. In fact, there are many such humble workers in life, some are workers under the scorching sun, some are dung diggers who are not afraid of stench, and some are strict traffic police at all times. They are actually very ordinary, but it is these ordinary people who hold up this extraordinary world with their hands.
At this moment, I see not only a shining road in the sun, but also a noble soul breaking through the body and gradually emitting his dazzling light.
Labor topic composition 800 words 10
In May, we praise labor! It is labor that turns the vast wasteland into several acres of fertile land; It is labor that makes thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground; It was labor that built the modern information superhighway and turned the huge earth into a small village. ...
Life is wonderful because of labor, beautiful because of labor, and workers are the most beautiful. My mother is such an ordinary and beautiful worker.
At home, every morning, when my father and I are still immersed in sweet sleep, my mother has begun to prepare nutritious breakfast for us. My mother never takes a nap, because she loves cleaning so much that she only has time to clean the room at noon. The ground was a mess just now. After her cleaning, the ground is as clean as a mirror, which can reflect people's reflection. Everything at home is in perfect order and spotless. In the evening, although my mother was very tired, she patiently helped me with my homework. After I fall asleep, I have to wash the clothes we changed. I can wear clean clothes every day.
My mother is a workaholic at work. As soon as she gets to work every day, she turns on the computer in a hurry. Looking at the dense numbers on the computer, mother never misses them, because she always checks every detail carefully over and over again. She not only works on the computer, but also receives people. Some disabled people want to check whether their money has been distributed successfully. Mom will immediately put down her work and give them their ID cards to inquire. If you hit their card, mom will copy the card number to them and let them go home to find that bank card; If there is no money, my mother will tell them the reasons for cancellation in detail; If there is no information in the newspaper, mother will tell them where to apply or apply, and everyone is satisfied. She also receives information from her assistant and then quickly inputs it into the computer. She is busy all day. She often forgets to drink water and go to the toilet. Although she works hard, she always keeps smiling and always faces everything with optimism.
My mother is such an ordinary worker and the most beautiful worker around me.
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