Seven poems for the people

I am an ordinary registered policeman.

There is no charge here.

There is no bleeding in the liver.

Household registration small window

This is my grassland.

I cultivated it carefully.

Work silently

Use the purpose of serving the people as fertilizer

Preaching patiently is like dew.

Watering flowers and plants with hard sweat

Day after day

year after year

Rain or shine.

Still hot and cold.

Smile at the crowd.

enjoy

The joy of labor harvest

I'm satisfied. I'm a registered policeman.

early morning

There is a spring breeze in my heart.

dusk

I was warmed by the sunset glow.

In the evening, I associate my enthusiasm and patience with the masses.

Organize into beautiful "poems"

Praise my values

I am very happy, I am very happy.

Do real work every day.

Registration of births, diseases and deaths

Issue a certificate of convenience

Warm door-to-door service

Careful investigation and interview

Number of overtime statisticians

Sleepless nights binding personnel files.

Upload all kinds of data and check the population base.

Sitting in front of the computer is all day.

Low back pain, sore neck

Eye fatigue and blurred vision

Explain household registration knowledge in detail

Answer difficult questions patiently.

My heart is always full of satisfaction.

I am glad that I am a household registration policeman.

I never get tired of it. I work hard.

Looking at boxes of papers

That's the flower I watered.

Drive away a group of people.

That's my most respected VIP.

I regard them as friends and family.

See the crowd coming to work in a hurry

Satisfied and happily affirmed my work.

My heart is full of beautiful flowers.

I am a qualified people's policeman.

I have fulfilled my promise to serve the people wholeheartedly.

I am happy, I am satisfied, I am happy!