What are the poems about "doctor"

I found an ancient poem by a famous poet describing Dr. angels in white, as follows:

Speech by a soldier in white (white sign)

Text/Li Zheye

Wheeled soldiers guard rivers and mountains, and iron horses levy dust to guard national security.

However, there is an industry like a battlefield, and there is no smoke in the fierce battle.

His enemies are hidden in the nightmare of disease, and his battles are hidden in the invisible.

Its war strategy medicine, its soldiers forensic articles.

The yellow and green edges of the gap, and the almond-shaped edge of the hand hanging pot.

Westerners totem the snake's staff, which is called daytime.

The duty of a doctor is like a soldier, and its form is comparable to war.

Saving his death and helping his injury are life and death at a critical juncture.

The condition is military intelligence, and the medical gown is used as a levy robe, which is smashed.

The test of transformation, diagnosis and diagnosis, drugs are everywhere, and diseases can be eliminated.

In order to save, but the road is full of thorns, don't ask how wide the road is.

Fight for it, seize the second, and you can get half a step ahead of death.

Saving lives is like putting out a fire. Quick and urgent.

Medical training, heart and love for patients.

Everyone in the world says that doctors are brave and not afraid of crisis collapse.

I was retrograde when the sea collapsed, so I was not afraid of big waves.

Most importantly, when a war comes out, it is like steel encountering difficulties.

But who knows there is no such thing as a hero.

It's just that I choose a monument and a mountain peak for life or death.

No iron man, but flesh and blood selfless dedication.

Doctors have no bones, fulfill their duties and have great responsibilities.

There is no heavenly help, but great love turns into a feather on the shoulder.

Who doesn't want to be gentle in the depths of time?

Who doesn't pray for the rest of his life to return to adolescence and become motionless?

Who doesn't want the years to be quiet and the dust not to forget?

The doctor carried the burden for him, but he wept silently.

If a person can change a city, I am willing to fight for it.

Benevolence is impermanent, and life is bottomless.

CoCo Lee's name is healthy and disease-free, which makes every household cry very hard.

Note: This ancient poem is excerpted from the patriotic trilogy of patriotic poet Li Zheye (including the story of blood and iron: a man's military parade order, Tung Tzu: a man's service to the country, and the defense of mountains and rivers: a man's tactics).