Poems praising the police

People's Police

Since I put on the police uniform, I deeply feel that I have a great responsibility.

The cold wind is blowing, and it is dangerous. The police patrol will not retreat.

I have no regrets about not coming home for a long time.

My parents often call me, and my wife and children look forward to my return.

It is difficult to meet each other not far apart, and I miss my family more at night.

Occasionally, my wife cries when I come home, and my parents listen to me.

Ask parents not to blame, the people's police should be the people.