Poetry about public security work

1, you have chosen to maintain a stable life, and you need an innate patience for challenges. This combination of patience and responsibility has forged an atmosphere called peace and dedicated it to the public.

2. Every page you write with your youth and blood shows an eternal theme between heaven and earth: 50-50 national security.

3. You belong to all kinds of endless scenes, and you belong to a thick file with no head and no tail; You belong to the roaring siren, and you belong to the solemn national emblem composed of Tiananmen Square, the Great Wall and the olive branch.

4, you are always so naive, so persistent, looking forward to a hearty trial, when the bullet-like language unveiled a series of ugly shady; I hope that a sincere warning, the burning truth in warning, can burn a cold soul.

You always integrate your body with the earth in the moonless night, and keep your heart and ears close to the night. You hear the snoring and sweet dreams of fellow villagers, but your alert ears, like radar, catch whether the long and evil steps are approaching kindness and innocence.

6. Taste the unexpected cold rain at work, breathe the pervasive cold wind on winter nights, and your face always looks tired and haggard; In your eyes, it will always be insomnia and bloodshot eyes.

7. People's police, the most dangerous sacred profession in peacetime; People's police, the most dedicated hero group in the new period.