The heart remains the same, and the dedication lasts forever.
Have you ever heard the cries of vendors in the early hours of the morning? Walking on the morning dew brings a fragrance to travelers. At night, have you ever seen the busy figure under the neon lights? Stepping on the noise of the night, I sent pieces of clean grass. They are selfless, earnest and diligent. Time has changed, people's hearts remain unchanged, and dedication lasts forever.
Even without people's applause and generous bonuses, there are always a group of people who are sticking to their posts and offering the most beautiful things for people. On campus, teachers who get up early always come to the classroom early with what they want to teach their students and urge them. When they heard Lang Lang's reading aloud, they smiled with relief. On the street, vendors pushing trucks full of food serve people hard meals that have been prepared long ago; The vendor looked at the satisfied eyes of pedestrians, and could not help but speed up the movements on his hands, with a happy smile on his mouth.
People who stick to their work and devote themselves wholeheartedly feel full and happy every day and will not complain about anything. You can often see the stories of devotees in magazines and TV, such as the old plan to go up the mountain to work, the seriousness of railway patrol, and the solemnity of paying tribute to the train. What made him do this?
That surging heart, like the sea, ignited the passion of the devotees. There is no best, only better. Li Zeyong, the most beautiful brother in Chongqing, may have a wife, daughter or parents. What made him (her) choose a nobler side in "Fight to the Death"? This is just a momentary decision. Why are you so brave without regrets?
This vast land is not full of fragrance because of the blooming of a flower, nor is it full of shade because of the germination and growth of a tree, but they understand that since there is no fragrance everywhere and there is no shade everywhere, it is also their duty to add the most touching color to themselves. Li Zeyong, an old man in the mountains who jumped into the river to save people, faced the choice of life with such a mood and never flinched. They resolutely ran from the ordinary to the great, so that their souls were sublimated, determined, and had no regrets.
The devotees hidden in the crowd are not insignificant grains of sand on the beach. Even if no one finds his value, people's hearts will stay and their dedication will last forever. Their deeds will be sung everywhere forever and will be passed down forever.
In the early morning, under the faint dawn, I heard the sound of vendors selling. The street was very warm and I smiled. In the evening, under the faint sunset, I saw the busy figure under the neon lights, and I got it. Devotees provide beauty in small things.
May it be like wintersweet in winter and lotus in summer; Although times have changed, flowers bloom and fall, people's hearts remain unchanged and dedication lasts forever. Let the flower heart stay in everyone's heart.
Leaves, a dedicated poem
A leaf, he is so tiny, he is only such a tiny part of everything in the world, and he can be ignored in front of the whole nature, but do you understand the whispering among leaves? That's the unique music they wrote with their lives.
The sun is shining and the air is so cool in March, but this does not prevent the earth from coming back to life. The new branches look so cute, like a newborn child with a big smiling face. Bud poked around, stretched lazily, looked bleakly, and was curious beyond words.
In autumn, the leaves feel slowly turning yellow and wilting. He is afraid of losing the joy of midsummer. He doesn't want to be separated from the tree and his brothers and sisters like this. Time passed quickly, and the leaves watched their friends fall down one by one, and their hearts gradually relieved. He no longer has everything to come, he is very calm. Because he knows that only by falling back into the soil and nourishing another beautiful Ye Er can he stay on earth forever.
This is the life of a leaf. Leaves are a landscape on our hurried road. They are very common, but even though they are common, can you think of this extremely common leaf, which is also silently dedicated by people walking beside the big tree?
Leaves, what a beautiful poem.
What is revealed between the lines is the joy of dedication, not the resistance to fate. He is like a clear stream, tinkling against the stones on the shore. Under the sunlight, it is sparkling and beautiful. Leaves are like this, never asking for a reward. His life music makes people sound as cheerful and clean as a stream.
In the sun, the fallen leaves lie quietly on the soil, without noise, only peace. I don't know leaves, but I seem to know a little. Many people feel sorry for him, but I don't.
Because falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud will protect flowers more. Ye dedicated his life to the next generation without asking for anything in return, and his life will be passed down in this world forever.
Life is only for dedication.
Only one thing is very important: love the people, love the motherland and serve the people wholeheartedly.
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Life is only for dedication. A life that can contribute to the people and the motherland is the most valuable life.
Walking on the street, you can marvel at the endless and orderly traffic, and you can't help but feel ripples in your heart. The reason why traffic can amaze you and make ripples in your heart is the extraordinary command of ordinary and admirable traffic police.
Under the constantly changing flashing traffic lights, at the busy crossroads, it is still the familiar sacred and mighty figure. That habitual gesture can bring safety to pedestrians, that serious expression can make drivers respect, and that deep eyes are full of the deepest blessings to pedestrians.
Pedestrians say that traffic police are the embodiment of goodness and beauty. Yes, traffic police love their work, whether it's windy or rainy or cold or hot. Serving the people heart and soul is their aim. The rain soaked their black clothes, but the clothes were sunshine in the rain; Sweat, dripping from their foreheads, moistens the happy seedlings in everyone's heart; The cold wind attacked their bodies, but they were not knocked down because they were brave and terrible.
The driver said that the traffic police are the most majestic road gods. Yes, the traffic police stick to their posts and tirelessly direct traffic. As long as there are traffic police, traffic will not be interrupted and safety will not be guaranteed. The traffic policeman is like a conductor at a concert. The sound of cars coming and going is the main music, and the sound of birds in the sky is the soundtrack and sound. They played a touching song of life under the command of the conductor.
Relatives say that traffic police are the most bitter people. Yes, there is no dutiful son before the sick father's bed, because the dutiful son is still on duty at the traffic post; There is no generous chest around his wife to rely on, because the husband of the traffic police puts his mind on pedestrians; Children have never been spoiled by their fathers, because their fathers have devoted all their love to their work. The traffic police have the love and blessings of their families, but they have given them to the motherland and the people. They have the admiration and admiration of pedestrians, and they are even more proud of the sacred mission entrusted to them by this motherland. They also have the world's reward for them. Whether it is strong wind or heavy rain, they become gentle and considerate when they come to them, and even the cold wind gathers their biting wings.
Some people say that traffic police are the cutest people in the world. They are conscientious and conscientious, leaving a burly figure under the green light, cultivating a lovely and strong tree in everyone's heart, and building a solemn monument in people's hearts. Their sweat brings the safety of pedestrians; Their eyes always sound the alarm for people; Their dedication lit a bright torch in the dark.
The traffic police only said: life is only for dedication.