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爲了延長膠管自動噴漆設備的使用寿命和产品的涂层质量，所以自动喷涂在日常使用过程中是需要保养维护的，而自动噴塗設備的保养维护方法主要有以下几点。

1.在使用自動噴漆設備之前應事先檢查設備的接地保護是否完好，因爲它對設備和人員的安全起到重要的保護作用。並且需要檢查自動噴漆設備的輸送管道是否有漏油漏氣現象，如果發現有異常故障要及時處理後再進行開機運行。

2.每次膠管自動噴漆設備停机以后，要及时擦洗附着在自动喷漆设备空间内壁上的油漆涂料及附着在气缸和软管上的油漆涂料，并及时清理自动噴塗設備的其他部位的油漆涂料和污垢。这可以防止自动噴塗設備的输送软管硬化，延长自动喷漆设备配件的使用寿命。

3.每周检查一次膠管自動噴漆設備的电机、机油和链轮链条的润滑情况，并定期更换机油、对链轮添加润滑剂，如链条出现松弛情况要对链条的进行调整，定期清除残留在自动噴塗設備输送带上的油漆涂料及污垢。

4.因为喷嘴是自动噴塗設備上的重要组件，所以要重点维护保养好喷嘴。每次喷涂作业完毕以后要认真清洗喷嘴，如果在清洗过程中出现堵塞不能使用铁丝等金属疏通，应使用溶剂浸泡后再用压缩空气吹，不可使用金属刷清洗喷嘴。并且自动噴塗設備在停止作业以后要及时清理上面的油漆，并及时会后剩余的油漆涂料。

总之做好自动喷漆设备的清理保养工作是非常重要的，不可敷衍了事因为它不但决定了自动噴塗設備的使用寿命，而且还可以减少设备故障。

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