To write an essay on what is beautiful, there must be at least three subheadings

Last year, when I experienced something myself, I really understood a kind of selfless greatness. It was a cold day, with the occasional small snowflakes floating in the sky, and the cold wind howling and shivering. I was carrying my bag and preparing to go to school alone.

However, I had barely taken a few steps before my hands were frozen and stiff, and suddenly a cleaner caught my attention, she looked to be in her forties, with a scarf wrapped around her head and an orange overalls on her body. A curious question crossed my mind. When I got closer, it turned out that her hands had already been blue and purple from the cold, and sometimes, when it was really cold, she blew air in her hands to warm up.

After a while, two young men came, one of whom took the cigarette butt he had just smoked, threw it away, and left in a hurry, completely ignoring the hard work of the cleaners. Suddenly, I had a sour feeling in my heart, I always felt that they were sorry for the cleaners. The girl saw that the cleaner was very hard, so she shouted for her mother to take her to help, but unexpectedly, the mother didn't even look at the cleaner, and pulled the little girl away.

The sky gradually brightened, and the people on the street gradually increased, going to work, setting up stalls, in short, each doing their own thing, but no one looked at this cleaner. You can also contribute It's still time to spare, and it's time for me to go to school. However, the cleaner still swept quietly.

How can people be so disrespectful to cleaners? It's like they can't see them. How many people like her can there be on the land of our socialist motherland!

Not afraid of the cold or the heat, although they work in very ordinary positions, they have always done good things for the people; Although they did not have amazing feats, they kept doing them; Although they were looked down upon, they never gave up their faith. Because they have a beautiful heart, with hard work, to create a happy life for people.

I studied at a beautiful school and it is very beautiful all year round!

In spring, the trees pull out new branches, the grass pokes out its little heads, and the peach blossoms bloom beautifully like other flowers competing for spring. The small lilac flower also strives to show its distinctive purple, as if it is more vivid than the peach blossom, which makes people feel very comfortable to see!

The weather in summer is very hot, and the poplars and pines are green to your eyes! People sitting under large umbrella-like trees are comfortable and cool. Sometimes when it rains lightly, the students will play under the trees, which is a lot of fun.

In autumn, it is a fairy dressed in gold. It caresses away the heat of the sun with its clothes and brings freshness and brightness to the earth. The chrysanthemums in the flower beds on campus are the most charming in this season!

In winter, when the campus is covered in thick silver, the pines and cypresses in the trees are stronger than before, like a warrior, guarding the campus.

Ah, I love my beautiful campus!

Composition: There is a kind of beauty called kindness.

Crunch crunch. ...Whenever I hear the sound of this old wheeled vehicle rubbing against the ground, I know that Lao Yang is coming. Lao Yang is the cleaner of our community, responsible for all the cleaning areas of the community.

Every morning at five o'clock, Lao Yang arrived on time and never returned, he was like a human alarm clock machine, helping me start a new day.

Lao Yang is an old man who is running fast, his ** has been exposed to the wind and rain, the scorching sun and has become very dark and rough, if she wants to live in the city, she has to do these jobs at the bottom of the society to support his family, which is the helplessness that makes him have to surrender to life.

Lao Yang goes out early and returns late every day, and he spends most of his day in our community, picking up all the debris on the ground in the morning, and gnawing a few steamed buns in the middle to fill his stomach, and still insisting on working in the morning in the afternoon, and carrying out the final cleaning in the evening. The street lights in our community have not been repaired for a long time, so at night is when Lao Yang has the most headache, he has to smear and clean, but if he uses a flashlight, it greatly slows down the cleaning speed.

The turning point of the matter happened after Aunt Chen, who moved upstairs, with a pair of rimless glasses, **fair, and very bookish, she taught in a primary school not far from the community, and her income was stable.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, when everyone got into the warm quilt and fell asleep, Lao Yang was still doing the final cleaning work, but when he passed by our unit building, he was surprised to find that the lights on the balcony of a house were all on, and the rough cement road was covered with shining light. I suddenly noticed that the light on Aunt Chen's balcony upstairs was turned on. Since then, every night in the community there is a bright light that waits all night to be on, which lamp warms each other two strangers.

There is a kind of beauty called kindness, this charm communicates two strangers who have never met, they come from different classes and different positions, but they coincide because of each other's kindness.