Chapter 1: Without considering angels in white Zan's poetry reading draft (20 17),
Spring, summer, autumn and winter,
They,
Always wearing a white coat.
Whatever,
Old, weak, sick,
They,
Take good care of them.
Whatever,
Cold and hot,
They,
Stay in the hospital.
They,
Risking his life,
Make people happy,
Make people healthy.
That's them!
Angels in white!
Chapter Two: On Angels in White's Poem Recitation Draft 20 17 The Respectable angels in white.
You are a holy white flower.
Ordinary but not dazzling
Comfort a sad heart.
You are a candle in the dark.
Weak but not dim
Light up the misty eyes
You are a light swallow.
An unvarnished whisper
You are the timely rain in spring.
Sprinkle water on the ground
You, guard the poor.
Don't expect a little return.
Don't beg for mercy
No regrets, no complaints
With your slender hands
Shovelled
Lonely dawn
You are weak.
Rescued
A fragile life.
You are ordinary and great.
Human nature is angels in white.
Bring it to the world
Health, happiness and good luck.
Chapter III: Poem recitation in praise of angels in white 20 17 Flowers Sleepless-to angels in white.
I don't feel that May, which blooms all year round, has arrived.
It is the warm current that melts the ice layer of the rock, dropping coils of crystal water drops, announcing the arrival of spring.
Everything in the world, after listening to the winter sigh, gradually wakes up.
People have already got rid of the traces of winter and put down their bodies and minds to embrace life. Everything is so natural and peaceful.
However, the danger is increasing.
Suddenly there was a loud noise in the distance, and countless sparks were generated.
Struggle and silence
Listen, who is moaning, who is crying, heartbreaking voice.
The dripping blood hit the gloomy road, so cold and so desperate.
Where is the hope of a mother covered in blood for help?
Look, the white running in the distance is like a bird spreading its wings.
Listen, the soothing flute sounds as if telling people not to be afraid.
It's them! Here they come!
The mother held the ambulance doctor's hand tightly and trembled and begged to save her child.
She's scared, scared.
Under the white brim are the quiet faces of doctors and nurses.
He just nodded calmly, and his mother was full of hope.
Because she knew that the angel had held his hand.
Yes, it's just a small fragment. Angels in white always kindles hope for people. Light the fire of life and shine on the abyss of disease.
It looks weak, but it has extremely powerful wings.
Fighting is on the verge of life and death, and charging is on the border of blood and tears.
Never feel tired, never flinch.
Because they know that people can't live without them and people need them.
I believe that every friend who chooses white clothes is full of hope in a youthful heart!
Saving lives, selfless dedication, the most ordinary and glorious cause in peacetime.
Nobel writer Yasunari Kawabata said:
Flowers are sleepless, they will bloom at night and will not wake anyone in their dreams.
Only when people need fragrance will it flood into your nose for the first time.
You will find that flowers are so lovely.
Medical workers are just colorful flowers.
Every holiday, who is still working in the ward, waiting for all possible dangers,
When people are immersed in laughter, who can remember those faces that once smiled at you and comforted you?
But they have no regrets, like sleepless flowers secretly confide fragrance.
They are the watchmen of life, standing in the nearest place to the blue sky, but suffering the greatest fatigue and bitterness.
They also need to rest, but illness doesn't allow them to do so.
Because they are angels, sent by heaven to save all beings.
However, although China has a history of 5,000 years, it has never found a word to describe their achievements.
They know that serving the people is their bounden duty, so there is no need to boast.
How unpretentious and great!
Let's praise and sing for them!
Bow deeply to their strong backs,
Send a hymn to your deepest heart.
On that eternal night, the flowers are still awake,
The flowers are still awake, on the ordinary roadside,
Facing the sky, in full bloom,
Hold your sacred head high,
Meet storms and lightning,
Day after day, year after year,
Busy 3 thousand, can't laugh,
When you need fragrance, just turn around,
He is right next to you.
The flowers are awake, waiting for you to find them.
The flowers are still awake, and life is brilliant because of you.
Laughed, they heard the blessing, they will hover in our sky forever, just like the sunshine in spring, never going out!
Do whatever you want!
When you are sick,
Don't panic,
Remember, angels are on earth, angels are by your side!