放学了,我第一个跑出校门。仰望天空,雪下得很大,任雪花打在脸上,感觉很舒服……路很滑,我在一个十字路口停下来,等待信号。我漫不经心地四下张望,忽见一群清洁工人正在电线杆上刮着什么,一定又是在清理那些小广告。我饶有兴趣地走过去看他们干活。只见那些人各自拿着小铲刀,一手还拎着小水桶,费力地刮着小广告。寒风中,他们赤着手。看着那一双双通红的手,我的心都揪了起来:这么冷的天,他们可真敬业呀! After school, I ran out of school first. Looked at the sky, the snow was very large, any snow flake in the face, I feel very comfortable ... the road is very slippery, I stopped at a crossroads, waiting for the signal. I looked around carelessly, suddenly saw a group of cleaners are scraping what is on the utility pole, must be cleaning up those little ads. I traveled with great interest to see them work. I saw those people each holding a small blade, one hand also carrying a small bucket, effortlessly scraping a small advertisement. In the cold wind, they are bare-handed. Looked at the hands that both flushed, my heart is pulling up: such a cold day, they are really dedicated Yeah!