Poetry in praise of white angels

For the love of the angels in white coats

You

on the invisible battlefield

put the light of life

on fire again

There is a kind of payment

that is the price of life

The life that you take care of with your lives

looks noble and is strong beyond measure

Dear white angels

In the war against the SARS epidemic

Your holy and great love

is in the war against the SARS epidemic

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In the war against SARS

Your holy and great love

Make our world

Full of sunshine

I praise the nurses have a pure heart, noble sentiments; into each patient always with a professional smile; do not ask for return only to dedication has become their heart pride; night terror plus the biological clock is the most important thing, but also the most important thing is that the nurses are not only the best in the world, but the most important thing is that the nurses are not only the best in the world, but also the most important thing is that the nurses are not only the best in the world, but also the best in the world. The horror of the night plus the biological clock reversed; overloaded work with a tired body and mind, they think of the needs of patients; the face of many thirst for health, they are accustomed to encouraging the eyes to pass the power to use strong hands to help the patient over the swamp of the mind, to bring them out of the disease of the courage and a survival of the basic needs of the patient with psychological knowledge to soothe the soul of the patient to enter the silence easily, with the aesthetics of language knowledge to help the patient to enter the dreamland. The knowledge of psychology soothes the empty hearted patients to enter the dreamland easily, and the knowledge of aesthetics of language complements the health guidance for the patients to recover from the disease.

I praise the nurses have selfless love, the face of multiple personality patients, they dedication is the sea as big feelings; the face of difficult people even if they suffer from the great aggression they speak to the patient is the medical ethics and example; the crowd in front of a smile, who knows? A person when they are in the dark sprinkle of tears in the bitter wandering; drink bitter wine after leaving themselves a experience of sadness.

I praise the nurses work ordinary and great, trivial and not easy, hard and laborious; I praise the nurses with weak shoulders to pick up a daughter, mother, wife's burden; I praise the nurses such as spring dew moisturize the patient's drought of the heart; such as the summer breeze blowing away the hot air away from the patient's heart trauma; such as the moon in the autumn night illuminates the patient's heart to the shore of the health; such as the winter sun warms the patient evaporated their hearts and minds. The sunshine warms the patients and evaporates their sorrows.

I praise the nurses who dedicate themselves to a trace of warmth, a caring, a drop of sweat, a true love; they dedicate themselves to the most valuable youth, in exchange for the happiness of thousands of families and the health of the owners of the peace of mind; the spirit of Florence Nightingale will never die. I praise nurses, sing the praises of nurses, International Nurses Day will always be their happy paradise.

White Angel

Usually I don't find you so beautiful

Angel on earth wears a holy white coat

I understand the meaning of saving lives and helping people

It is in the line of life and death that I saw you

White Angel I love you

White Angel I am attached to you

I know that your dedication is the I know that your feet are the footprints of Florence Nightingale

Today I find you to be so amazing

You are at zero distance from the disease on the battlefield of no smoke and no fire

I look up to the figure of humanitarianism

I found you in the beauty of goodness and goodness

White angels, I am grateful to you

White angels, I sing about you.

I know your heart's blood is the spring rain of colorful soil

I know your smile is the flower season of happiness

Angels sing

Smiling faces, infinite hope, loving lamp-bearers

Light figures, wordless care, carry away painful wounds

Like butterflies flying through the sea of flowers, they wander, whisking over the scent of their faces

Earth is paradise, and we will see it again on earth.

The earth is a paradise and there is no more storm because of the angels

The angels are giving, the angels are flying, the angels are singing

They are spreading their best wishes

They are planting their love in the hearts of those on the edge of the world

It is the lamp of Florence Nightingale who lights up the gray paradise

The ordinary woman who carries the lamp shines in the darkness

The ordinary woman who carries the lamp glows in the darkness

The angel of the earth is singing in silence.

Angels singing in silence

Angels trying to fly

Angels in white

Gently, gently

Come to you

Opening the window to the fountain's memory

Listening to that baby's cry

Waking up dawn after dawn

Always those lovely eyes

And even more so, those watery eyes

There's the light that's so beautiful, and the light that's so beautiful.

And the slow, slow drip

of injections

To inspire a new journey

To look back

And to say goodbye

To yesterday's bed and to the violet perfume

That flows late at night

To the baby's cry

To awaken the morning. And the violet perfume of the late night

A new day's flower

A new day's plasma in the veins

A new boat of hope

How pure and noble

A colorless scent

Not the neon lights of the ballroom

Not a lover's arms

Like a magnolia in the month of May.

Like the white begonias in autumn

It's all you

White angels

Leaving a deep love that will not be forgotten

Inspiring the sunrise to be more brilliant

Obsessive footsteps

Perseverance

Letting a passionate heart

Warming the wings of the disillusioned

No

No matter how young or old

It's your spring breeze

that heals the wounds

......

Gently, gently

You come

Opening the window of the fountain's memory

Listening to a newborn baby's cry

Listening to that sound The cry of a newborn baby

Welcome the sunrise day after day

Always the blooming white magnolia

Always the tingling white begonia

A warm comforting

Saving the dead and helping the wounded

Floating with your name

White angels

Angel's song

Draped in all the sainthood You are so beautiful

With all your skills, you are silent

In the name of an angel, you take up the moral obligation to save lives

With the courage of sacrifice, you hide your own safety

O beautiful white, holy white

Angelic youth writes your legend

Dressed in all your beauty

Angel of beauty

Angel of beauty

Angel of beauty

Angel of beauty

Angel of beauty

Angel of beauty

Angel of beauty

Angels of beauty In the name of the noble, you are remembered for your devotion

In the name of the loving, you are remembered for your love

Oh, beautiful white, holy white

You are the most beautiful on earth

To the white angels

Snowy clothes

With snowy hearts

And gentle hearts

To the white angels

The white angels

With snowy hearts

With snowy hearts

With snowy hearts

With snowy hearts

With snowy hearts, you are beautiful. gentle heart

More holy than clouds

More fiery than flames

Flying in the cold wind

Burning in the dark night

Selfless angel

You caress every wounded child with a fraternal wrist

You warm every fearful

A pair of sad eyes

becomes peaceful in your serenity

A panicked face

becomes strong and fearless in your love

You comfort the despairing souls in the world with your peaceful heart

The stars in the night sky

are not as bright as your light

The stars in the snowy night are not as bright as your light.

Flames in the snowy night

Not as warm as yours

A sincere heart

How many children's lives have been saved by a sincere love

Perhaps I'm an angel who likes to dress in white

Like to stare at your soft shadow on the other side of the river in the course of the years

When the bright moonlight melts the cold heart of mine

Then the bright moonlight melts my cold heart. When the bright moonlight melts my cold heart

The boat of longing leads me to you again in my memories

The boat of longing leads me to you again in my memories