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Today is Labor Day, and I decided to do some housework.

At dinner, I said, "Mom, I want to help you do some housework after dinner." Mom nodded. After dinner, I asked my mother, what should I do? Mother said, "you sweep the floor first, and then mop it clean." So I found a broom and began to clean the room seriously. After a while, I swept the floor, picked up the mop, dipped it in water first, then wrung it out and began to mop the floor. I dragged from room to room, so tired that I was sweating, but I still couldn't bear to rest and continued to work hard. Finally, I dragged the room clean and shiny. My mother praised me as a child who loves to work.

I looked at the fruits of my labor and smiled happily. I thought to myself: I must help adults do more housework in the future. Be a good boy who loves his work.