When night falls and the lights are on, a row of shampoo rooms on the street will undoubtedly become a bizarre city with only faint bright colors and warmth. After eating and drinking enough, I stood by the crowded night market and looked at the nearby shampoo room. I can't help feeling that they are humble in a corner, never showing off, and never extravagant except dedication. Exquisite and chic rooms reveal orange, which confronts a soft and ambiguous neon lamp in the city, pale and dazzling, arguing and responding to the call of the national conservation-oriented society with wordless actions. Despite the hustle and bustle around, its facade layout is still antique, and people can't help but stop and enjoy it. Traditional couplet doorframes reappear here: the first couplet: massage, the second couplet: leisure, and the second couplet: beauty salon, giving full play to the essence of Chinese style. From time to time, the voice of the image spokesperson Richie Jen came from the shampoo room: "I told you to lean, you lean, it's no big deal", which added a bit of cultural flavor. All the features put the architectural squares in the street in the shade.
A few young girls standing by the door, dressed in retro clothes, only covered a piece of red cloth on their chests, reminding me of the greatness of ancient people. Their faces are filled with sincere smiles and enthusiasm, calling and inspiring revolutionary comrades along the street. No matter the rich who are full of alcohol, the exhausted migrant workers, or the childlike students, they are all treated equally and without prejudice. On this lonely night, I can't help but respect their cold and empty hearts. As I watched, my eyes glistened with tears, and I remembered the stories of Di Xin, Li Shishi, Yan Yan of Qinhuai, Shu Qi, Loretta Lee, Okubo Songwei, a people's artist who just left us, and Comrade Wu Tenglan who devoted his life to the cause. Although their division of labor is different, there is no distinction between high and low. In the collision between spirit and flesh and in the chanting, they work like rain day and night.
I was surprised to find some very familiar faces among the people who frequented the shampoo room. Isn't that Secretary Li, Director Zhang and Director Wang? Behind them is Director Liu, who has just been promoted. He works hard during the day and takes the director as his responsibility. In the evening, he still did not forget to play the residual heat and continued to work in the shampoo room. These amiable and respectable leading cadres left home for everyone, leaving their wives who lived alone with tears streaming down their faces, old people who looked around, indifferent to fame and fortune, avoiding the hot eyes of the masses, taking pains to walk the streets, coming from the masses, going to the masses, infecting the bottom of society with the exemplary role of * * * party member, and fighting and talking with the lady who washed the house all night. Look in your eyes, your eyes are full of tears. Who said that officials and people are like fire and water? I said that the government and the people are inseparable!
The night is getting dark, and the lights in the shampoo room are getting dim. I know there is a discussion between leaders and women. With such leadership, the country is lucky and the people are lucky. Why worry about not making the country prosperous and the people safe? Building a harmonious society can be realized tomorrow. Thinking of this, I sharply increased my confidence and courage in life and silently wished them to take care of themselves.