“墙角数枝梅,凌寒独自开。”生活在纷繁的世界,清晨,迎着第一缕阳光;夜晚,送走最后一抹晚霞。他们,没有鸟语花香的诗意环境,却弹奏出最美的诗篇。他们,是来自生产第一线的产业工人,是来自平凡岗位上的劳动者。让我怎样称呼他们:车工?化学检验工?汽车修理工?不,这些冰冷的称谓,代表不了他们。其实,他们就是盛京 “Corner of the number of plum, Ling cold alone. ” Living in the numerous world, early morning, facing the first ray of sunshine; night, take away the last touch of sunset. They, no poetic environment of birds and flowers, but play the most beautiful Psalms. They are industrial workers from the front line of production and are laborers from ordinary posts. How can I call them: mechanics? Chemical examiners? Auto mechanics? No, these cold names do not represent them. In fact, they are Shengjing