, stick to their posts, command traffic and pedestrians. He is: traffic police.

Once, in summer, the weather was very hot and people were as hot as hot.

The steamed stuffed bun in the restaurant is the same. It happened to be Sunday. My mother and I are in the street. I saw the traffic police. He was directing traffic, and I thought, "Isn't uncle traffic police afraid of the heat on such a hot day?" Looking closely, the sweat on the traffic police uncle's forehead fell like a broken pearl. But he did not loosen his tie, take off his clothes, or go to the shade to enjoy the cool, but continued to maintain traffic order. Under the scorching sun, uncle traffic police's skin is a little dark.

Another time, on my way to school, I walked to the door of xx. It's raining cats and dogs and there are no traffic lights. The traffic blocked the intersection, and I'm going to be late. Just when I was extremely anxious, the traffic police uncle appeared. He braved the downpour to divert traffic. After a while, the road gradually recovered, but his clothes were all wet.

I admire the traffic police uncle's meticulous spirit of performing his duties.