Police eulogy: Although there were no gunfire, there were swords and swords. Although they rarely reunite with their families, they are often concerned about social stability and peace. With full sincerity and dedication, they walked through the line inspection in spring, summer, autumn and winter with persistent and tenacious steps. Chasing, do you hate it? Go forward bravely,
Disaster relief? Serving the masses, are you sweating like rain? Show iron tenderness, you are full of pride in the storm, write loyalty with persistence and persistence, write at night with passion, continue to write with calmness and calmness, jump with the color of youth, sing the splendor of life, inherit the oath of love and interpret a wonderful life.
Praise the people's police for reciting poems? Dedicated to you, People's Police: You may not like flowers, but today I will weave a wonderful flower with flowers. You may not like poetry. Today, I will write a magnificent myth with poetry, face your glorious course and count your colorful police flowers. I don't know how to express it
I don't know how to express what I said. I don't know how to sum up, how to sum up your internal and external brilliance. You are a beacon for navigation in disasters, a gorgeous rosy cloud in warmth, and a flag fluttering in the wind in danger.
In life, you are a warm hometown. If you are a policeman, you can't do without swords and shadows. If you are a policeman, you can't live without sandstorms. If you are a policeman, you can't live without being thrilling. If you are a policeman, you can't do without climbing.