A poem praising the medical staff
The most beautiful picture is a retrograde figure in danger;
The most beautiful voice is a solemn oath before going out;
The most beautiful story is the practice of unknown love;
The most beautiful person is right beside you and me.
You are the most beautiful person, the most beautiful person.
The most beautiful season is cold winter and spring;
The most beautiful rhythm in the world is the connection between heart and heart;
The most beautiful gift is no regrets and loyalty;
The most beautiful person is right beside you and me.
You are the most beautiful person, the most beautiful person.
The second poem praising medical staff
How many children are begging on the phone?
Parents who disagree should stop walking around.
Shortage of medical facilities and medical personnel
A virus that spreads everywhere
Ambulances roared and marched forward.
Leaving the hospital is the most cruel battlefield.
How many people are watching late at night?
The number of patients who can't sleep is increasing.
Pray for strangers
Blame yourself for not doing more.
On New Year's Eve, the fireworks were cold and silent in vain.
The food and wine on the table are cold without knowing the taste.
Chapter III Poems praising medical staff
A lady in Shanghai put her parents and children.
Entrust it to your lover, then say goodbye and go to Wuhan voluntarily.
Tears welled up in her eyes during the interview.
A village doctor and his son donated 10,000 masks.
A doctor asked to go to the front in his report.
"Regardless of life and death, regardless of remuneration"
A media person went deep into the disaster area to let more people
Know the most advanced situation
No, not one person, but a group of people.
When Zhong Nanshan talks about his students, tell him
On the street, some people spontaneously sang the national anthem.
His voice choked.
The fourth chapter praises the poems of medical staff
There are countless people who want to help others as much as they can.
Volunteers who went to the front line of the disaster area
Perhaps, like that lady, she hesitated and struggled.
But in the end, he became firm in a lofty emotion.
This is a common feeling for the suffering of others.
No one is an island, all of us are a whole.
It is such a moment that people break free from narrowness.
Built the brightest starry sky with brilliance.
From the perspective of the vast starry sky, people are just
A grain of dust, but this compassion gives us
In that great loneliness, the deepest tremor of the soul.
It feels like you'll never walk alone