Environmental protection

The word “environmental protection” has taken root in our hearts. We are surrounded by environmental aunts, urban volunteers... Many people are working hard to make the world beautiful, but there are still people in the world who are destroying.
In my community, there will always be such a situation. Some people will sprinkle Chinese medicine slag in the middle of the road. These Chinese medicine slags will smell bad and make the road very difficult to walk, although the cleaners will come to sweep, but the Central Committee of the Road Leaving a large piece of brown, it is very ugly, and sometimes it will give off a disgusting smell. People in the community can only blame the culprit, but more is just helpless. One day, I suddenly found out that the smell was gone! It is replaced by a burst of refreshing water. I breathe fresh air, and my heart is thankful to this kind person.

The next day, I found that the smell was still missing, but I found an old Agong figure. He was using water and a mop and a bottle of toilet water. I couldn’t help but curiosity. I went over and looked at the old man. Draw the mark with a damp mop and drag it with a toilet water. At this time, I smelled a scent of toilet water. I went over and asked the old grandfather: "Old grandfather, are you a cleaner in the community?" The old grandfather smiled and replied: "No, I just don't get used to the stench. I have to help clean up." That smiling face can not help but remind me of the scene I saw at the station a few days ago.

That day, when I was waiting at the station for 747, I found out that a person was holding a small advertisement, holding glue, and posting a small advertisement on the telephone pole. How terrible his behavior was compared with the old grandfather. what!

I received a feeling of the old grandfather after a weekend. I went downstairs at 7 in the morning and took a garbage bag. I carefully looked for garbage in the green space of the community. I put the rubbish in the garbage bag. After I finished the garbage on the lawn, I found the garbage bag. Already filled with half, I can't help but admire the speed at which we make garbage. However, when we think about it back, we can't do without "garbage." Ugh.

The word "environmental protection" is always in my heart.