Poems and essays praising nurses

Great Cause When another International Nurses' Day comes, I can't help thinking and reflecting: "angels in white", what a sacred name, is the praise of the society for nursing workers. An excellent CCU nurse found ventricular fibrillation in patients with myocardial infarction in time. After hearing the news, the doctor successfully implemented defibrillation and saved the patient's life. A competent operating room nurse can accurately hand over the actual tools when assisting Canadian experts in surgery, even if the tools required by the experts are wrong. Foreign experts have to admire: "I met the best nurse in China." Indeed, today's nursing is no longer the concept of "giving medicine by injection". From concrete help to spiritual support, from psychological care to humanistic comfort, from simple disease care to high-level overall care. Angels in white is the messenger of health, the embodiment of love, knowledge and technology, and life continues in your hands! If medical services are compared to a building to be built, doctors are compared to engineers who draw blueprints, and nurses are the builders. Only with them can the building be built intact. Moreover, the construction of medical buildings is not a simple brick and tile. Builders must have: keen insight, quick response, astute communication and extraordinary self-control. And to have these, we must have extensive knowledge and solid professional skills. Therefore, nursing is a great subject, and nursing profession is a great profession. On Teachers' Day, we praise teachers, and on Nurses' Day, we praise nurses because they are equally great. During the day, people sing loudly in the sun, but you are busy silently in the noisy ward. At night, people linger in the flowers and moons, while you are faithfully nursing at the patient's bed. Perhaps the tedious nursing work is too lacking in emotional appeal, so how much romantic beauty have you lost from the girl? Some people may say that nurses don't know life, but you don't know anything except dealing with patients, but you know that once your ideal is connected with reality, you will never leave the ward. If you choose a nursing career in your life, just pay attention. We must sacrifice everything for this, exchange love for the health and happiness of others, and sacrifice joy with love. Florence Nightingale's successor, thousands of families in Qian Qian in the world, is always practicing the sacred oath with his life. Oh, Mammy, your love is so generous and selfless. All life in the world is because of you. Always healthy, burst with vitality ................................................................................................................................................... ...........................'s tears hold it tightly to her chest ... You are a drizzle in spring, which moistens everything in the world like the love of an angel, permeates the hearts of patients, and makes life reappear like Yuan Ye. You are the summer breeze, bringing the angel-like figure to the comfort and tranquility of patients' hearts and turning love into a beautiful blessing. You are a fallen leaf in autumn, which falls quietly on the golden land like the youth of an angel, turning health into a driving force for recovery and bringing happiness to people. You are a snowflake in the cold winter, which brings the breath of spring to the earth, like the beauty of an angel, and brings hope to people. This is the best reward for angels ... cleaning the solemn Red Cross in the temple, writing a touching song and painting a beautiful picture. Under the white hat, a pair of firm eyes are lined with flawless clothes, and there is a noble feeling wrapped inside. There are no national boundaries and no need for language communication. Quiet, common injection, including a lot of blood pressure measurement. Measuring a person's temperature shows his kindness. Everything begins with noise and ends in silence, welcoming sadness and sending away warmth. You left countless true feelings and spread joy to the world. You are a strong coast, let the waves hit you mercilessly. You are a soft beach, colorful shells compete like winter snow, warm green wheat seedlings and spring rain moisten thirsty land. You are an inexhaustible candle that ignites patients' hope for the future ... the wheel of history. Running through war and crime, she walked through the mud with dust and was baptized by the sweat of hundreds of millions of children. It comes to us with glory and prosperity. We celebrate victory and sing about peace. You know, there is an area where the war has never stopped and the crisis there has never eased. The flag there is a red cross, and the soldiers there wear white and white hats. They are called angels in white. There is a noble and sacred career, which is given to us by God. It takes fighting diseases as its duty, saving lives as its duty, taking selfless dedication as its oath and saving lives as its promise. No one will forget that in the spring of 2003, an invader named SARS landed in our country and ate my compatriots and my flesh and blood ... what a beautiful spring. What a beautiful spring it used to be. The sandstorm is under control and the wind is very light. Even if there is wind, it can only blow the birds in the forest, and the haze at night turns into drizzle, which moistens everything repeatedly. Bright stars rise slowly from the horizon and shine in the northwest. Shelterbelt, which thrives in mountainous areas, shines on the square full of flowers in the city, the lush wheat fields in the countryside and the innocent smiling faces of children. Hard-working people shuttle between factories and fields, and wealthy people want to walk, but the plague has quietly come, as if the devil standing up from a dark corner is looking for a way out everywhere, as if poppies blooming from garbage spread among trembling people, releasing more lethality than bullets. Germ-it is always hidden in the invisible, releasing darkness and pain more common than war-it always ignores regions and borders. SARS claimed many lovely lives. SARS robbed people of their precious freedom. Panic is coming on a large scale. The biggest crisis is here ... praise the strings of the wet nurse reading the poem. A pair of small hands tore open the curtain of the night. The sky is full of Xia Hong's empty needles, moxibustion box, thermometer liquid medicine, and oxygen in her chest. The notebook washes away the sorrow on the patient's face with a hot towel for a while, separates the pale lips for a while, and pours the milk of life for a while ... When the flowers bloom in the night fog, her strings ring in the dormitory, and there is a thick medical record under the desk lamp. Her smiling face is reflected in the glass window. Spring waves roll on the strings, and autumn springs flow on the medical records. In this way, the girl in white spent a young spring ... (1) I am the drizzle in spring, which meets the gurgling stream and nourishes the earth. If the angel's love permeates the patient's heart, the Yuan Ye of life will turn green again. I am a midsummer breeze, blowing Buddha gently in a quiet ward. Such as angels fighting with death day and night, let you return to the journey of "four modernizations" early. I am a red leaf in late autumn, falling quietly on the fruitful land. Angel's youth has melted into the smile of the patient's recovery. He cherishes his body and protects the tree like the soil in spring. I am wintersweet in winter, and I have no intention of competing with the flock of Beijing geese for spring. The fragrant fragrance brings you hope for life. (2) You practice Nightingale's promise with your love for life. You inspire our confidence to overcome the disease with gentle words. Your busy figure and sweet smile reveal the heavy isolation of your fiery heart and intestines, and you can't get rid of your friends' concern. I look forward to your selfless dedication to life, helping the pain, bravely resisting the crisis and overcoming difficulties. You are very lucky. You are loyal to your medical ethics, stick to your purpose and live up to your mission. We are proud to fight alongside you. We believe that we can solve your problem. We will focus on your earnest hope, protect your silent love around your affectionate encouragement, and convey your blessings. Angels in white wishes you a safe return. (3) You came, and you left with light steps. Leave a beautiful back and send it away. How many nights have ushered in countless dawns? You shuttled back and forth in the ward. Some people say that nursing is boring, while others say that nurses are rigid. There is no romance, but this is not the original. You lost the beautiful time before the flowers and under the moon, but there were tense scenes to save your life. You are not a good wife or a good mother, but you are a good nurse. You are careful and patient, more caring and responsible. How many babies are born in your hands, how many diseases are trembling in your hands, and you would rather be a green leaf, with no regrets and obscurity. Selfless dedication I praise the nurse because you are flawless. I praise the nurse because you are ordinary and great. I dedicate the most beautiful song to you, my wet nurse, my pride. When the bell rings at dawn, angels in white will be a gift from heaven. Every small ward will be filled with angels of love. Your love will fill every corner of the world. Every little hand will tear open the curtain of the night. The sky is full of Xia Hong. I am a midsummer breeze blowing from her chest, gently blowing Buddha in the quiet ward. Such as angels fighting with death day and night, let you return to the journey of "four modernizations" early. Empty needle, moxibustion box, thermometer liquid, oxygen, notebook sdfdsf.