There are no heroes in this world, but someone carries the burden for us.
Zhong Nanshan, unparalleled! You came and went in a hurry wearing a mask and went straight to Wuhan for our safety. We stayed in front of the TV, just waiting for your word. You said it was best not to go to Wuhan in the near future. COVID-19 will spread from person to person.
We believe everything you say, because during the SARS in 2003, you always assumed the greatest responsibility: to send the heaviest patients to me! You said to wear a mask when you go out and wash your hands frequently when you go home. We listen to ourselves. We trust academicians who tell the truth, as people on the Internet say: Zhong Nanshan will not move, but we will not move! ? ; When will it move? Zhong Nanshan persuaded! ?
The People's Daily commented on Zhong Lao in this way: 84-year-old Zhong Nanshan is an academician, and the bravery of a soldier is the responsibility of a national scholar. ?
There is no angels in white, but a group of children changed their clothes, learning to look like their predecessors, saving lives and robbing others. ?
Who is God in the current epidemic? Medical staff! Several groups of doctors and nurses pressed their red thumbs on the petition. You cut off your long hair, put on a mask and went to Wuhan without hesitation.
The mask left scars on your faces. Eating in a hurry, sleeping in a hurry, tired, even sick, but then you supported yourself to the ward and smiled at the patient.
Because you know, the patients diagnosed as COVID-19 are in panic, and your care is their comfort; Your smile is their strength! You are not made of steel, and you are afraid of being infected, but you have no hesitation, because Nightingale, the lantern bearer, has vowed to be pure and loyal all your life.
On the road to dreams? Epidemics? Not allowed? Late? !
This year's senior three students are the most difficult. Most of you were born during the SARS period, but when the most important exam in your life, the college entrance examination, came, you suffered from new pneumonia and had a luxurious winter vacation.
You put on a mask, the last stop, your eyes shining with dreams. Even the best of you, because of doubt, has been admitted to Wuhan Fangcang Hospital, and has no time to complain in a panic. They carry piles of exam materials, spread out books, pick up pens, write nonstop, concentrate again, calculate again, and can't hear the noise around them, like nobody's business.
Born in sorrow and died in happiness, you practice a passage of Mencius with the light of students:
As a human being, the sky will drop to a big position, so we must first suffer from its mind, its bones and muscles, its body and skin, its body empty, and its behavior disorderly, so we have been patient and benefited from incompetence.