Looking for the most beautiful people around you, essay on the theme of Looking for the most beauti

At dawn, people are still asleep, the cleaners are already up to work, you see, they are everywhere. On the streets, they worked tirelessly to get rid of all the garbage on the streets and restore the streets to their original appearance. In the corridor, they are not afraid of dirt and hardship, take out the garbage of each household and put it in the garbage truck, and the corridor has become clean and tidy after their efforts.

One morning, on my way to school, I met a cleaner who was shoveling garbage out of a garbage bin and putting it in a garbage truck, and I asked, "Uncle, aren't you tired of doing this every day?" Why not switch to an easy job?

He said to me, "We, hehe, tired, it doesn't matter to us anymore, as for changing to an easy job, I think about it, but when you see that the fruits of your labor can bring happiness to people, you will feel extremely happy." ''I learned a lot from what he said, yes, he was right, when the fruits of your labor bring happiness to others, you yourself will also feel happy.''

Once, my dad and I went shopping, and halfway there, I saw a cleaner reprimanding a young man, who said, "How can you spit!" As a citizen of a city, you should lead by example.

Isn't it just spitting? ''To you, it may be just a mouthful of phlegm, but do you know what happens if the bacteria in the phlegm enter someone else's respiratory organs with the air? ‘‘

I. I, seeing that the young man was speechless, perhaps because of the loss, the young man blushed and threw the phlegm into the garbage bin with a handkerchief. Seeing the young man's every move, everyone present was amazed by the cleaner.

Cleaners, people never pay attention to them, because they don't show themselves, they don't deliberately try to make others notice them, because they only have one belief in their hearts, and that is to make every place clean and tidy. They do our seemingly mundane but noble work. Without them, then our lives would be dim and devoid of a single hint of color.

They are unsung heroes!

The most beautiful driver. The most beautiful teacher.

In my world, there is a lot of beauty, they are multicolored paints, they are multicolored inner notes. Put minecraft outfit.

The sound and color of the tolerance point are colorful and gorgeous.

In the morning, when I was drowsy, I saw a steaming glass of milk on the table, and I couldn't help but feel refreshed; In winter, I rubbed my frozen hands, and my mother handed me a pair of gray-white, fluffy gloves, and I took them with me, and I immediately felt a warm ....... All this makes me feel: beauty is all around me.

The beauty of family affection, as pure as white.

One day, it was pouring rain, and my classmate held up a blue umbrella to accompany me home, but I didn't get a drop of rain, but she was half wet; I lost my wallet, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, when my classmate sent me the one I found. The blue wallet is as gorgeous as ...... orangeAll of this made me realize that beauty is all around me.

The beauty of friendship is blue, and it's so clear.

There are thousands of kinds of beauty in the world, all of which are wonderful and all of them are eye-catching. The famous French sculptor Rodin once said: "There is no beauty in the world, but there is a lack of eyes to find beauty" Let us have a pair of eyes to find beauty, to discover the beauty around us, to feel the beauty around us!

Beauty is all around us!

What is "the most beautiful" and what is "the most beautiful"? Some people may be like, "The most beautiful person is the most beautiful." But my thinking is the opposite, I think "the most beautiful" refers to the innocent, kind and beautiful emotions of human beings.

In fact, there are many such people around us. Their hearts are always filled with light and hope. What they think of others in their hearts is still what they think of others. My heart never seemed to be able to contain me. Such people deserve to be called the most beautiful people.

It was a winter morning, and there were goose-feathered snowflakes outside, and the snow was getting thicker and thicker on the ground. And I was sitting alone by the fire watching TV. After a while, I looked at the watch hanging on the wall, and then at the goose feather snow outside the window, and thought:

It's time to deliver the newspaper, and it's snowing so hard that the postman shouldn't be coming back. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and when I opened the door, I saw that it was Uncle Postman. Although he was wearing a very thick cotton coat, he still couldn't withstand the cold, and his face and the tip of his nose were already red from the cold.

Uncle Postman said with an apologetic smile on his face: "Sorry, because the road is slippery due to snow, so I'm late." I made a gesture of please and said:

Uncle, either you come in first to warm up, and then send it later! The postman smiled and said, "No, I have to go to someone's house to deliver the letter!"

Go back and watch out for a cold. After speaking, he stepped on the footprints of different shades and went to another house. At this time, I noticed more and more that the back of the postman uncle was very tall and ......Isn't this postman uncle the most beautiful?

The other day, my mother and I went to visit my grandmother. Mom had been chatting with my grandmother, and I was feeling bored myself, so I decided to go out and get some air. As soon as I entered the hallway, I saw an old woman hunched over, not knowing what she was doing.

Since then, I've been to my grandmother's house more often, and I've often seen her hunched over and not knowing what to do. One day I went to my grandmother's house again and saw the old woman again. I finally couldn't help it anymore, and I walked over curiously and found the old grandmother carrying a black plastic bag, when the old woman raised her head, and I was startled.

It's a very strange-looking face. The old woman's forehead was so large that it didn't fit her face well, and the contours of her face were odd. I asked

Grandma, what are you doing here? The old woman smiled and said, "I'm getting ready to go out."

So why are you mentioning this black plastic bag? I say. The old grandmother said:

The people who live in this corridor are busy with work, and they don't have time to take out the garbage, so I take the garbage out of the corridor every day when I go out. The old lady finished speaking and left. Although this incident does not sound unusual, it reflects the nobility of the old woman's conduct.

Isn't this old lady the most beautiful?

Let's reach out and help those in need! Let us continue to grow and learn from every bit of life, let us strive to be the most beautiful person, and make the world a better place!

Beauty is everywhere, but what kind of person is true beauty in your heart? Beautiful looks? Beautiful figure?

Beautiful dress? No, I don't. In my impression, the most beautiful people do not need any embellishment, but a sublimation of another noble and holy beauty

On a hot summer morning, a woman dressed in tan long-sleeved hair with two vulgar, earthy ponytails on her head was chilling in an underground passage. This woman's face is covered with pockmarks, her eyes are small and pitiful, and when she smiles, she narrows into a slit, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes are dense, and at first glance she looks like an old woman who is about to run for 60. Because she was so ugly, no one dared to talk to her, and no one sat on a bench with him.

After a while, an old grandmother walked home with a large bag of things, and when she crossed the underpass, the big bag of things was like a naughty wild child who played a prank, and suddenly broke free from the old woman's hand, and the contents fell to the ground and scattered all over the ground. At this time, the panicked grandmother slowly bent down and stretched out her old hand to pick it up, one, two, three passers-by, and those resting on the bench turned a blind eye to the grandmother and the things that fell, and some people saw the things rolling to their feet and hurriedly kicked them, for fear that they would have something to do with themselves, and they didn't help pick it up. Suddenly, a young man with a big shoulder and a round waist stepped on one of them, and walked away without saying sorry.

The woman on the side couldn't stand it anymore, she rolled up her sleeves and immediately ran to the grandmother and began to help, stretched out her hand to pick up one and put it in the grandmother's bag, some accidentally fell into the corner of the ditch or crevice, she didn't feel dirty or smelly one by one, he wiped the things out with his own clothes and then took his own bag to help fill it. After a while, all the things that had fallen were picked up, and the woman wiped them as clean as before, but when the things were clean, the woman's clothes were covered with muddy water, but he didn't care. He found that the old woman was not easy to hold, so he gave him his own strap as well.

He slowly helped the old woman to a bench and sat down to tidy up her things and refresh her muscles and bones, and when she was tidying up her things, the old woman learned from the woman that the woman was a vegetable seller, and she had no relatives or friends in the city from the countryside, and he liked to help others, but many people thought he was ugly and afraid that he would make them dirty, so they were ......far away from himWhen the old woman heard his story, she burst into tears, and she felt great sympathy and admiration for the helpful, kind-hearted, noble and holy woman in front of her.

This simple woman is the most beautiful person in the world, although he does not have a beautiful appearance, a beautiful figure, and no beautiful dress, but he has a helpful noble and beautiful heart that we do not have. This heart allows him not to need any bloated and impoverished grooming. He is the sublimation of a higher realm of beauty.

He is the most beautiful person in the world.

Everyone is surrounded by many beautiful people, such as teachers and family members. But there is one person who is the most beautiful in my mind, and he is my grandmother...

Write about the teacher, the teacher is easier to write.