Healthy and harmonious poetry reading manuscript

Playing Harmonious Music with Love —— Poems for Mental Health Care Workers

This used to be a deep courtyard in the eyes of the world.

High courtyard walls are the same as dark gray buildings.

Dignified and mysterious

There used to be too many things here.

Empty eyes are like repressed roars.

Helpless and sad

Cold comes to summer, autumn goes to spring.

In the alternation of years

You are changing, and I am changing.

Changes are also taking place quietly here.

The window is clean, but it is almost clean.

Still busy footsteps step out of the rhythm of the dance.

A relieved smile flashed on the tired face.

Why?

Why?

People are eager to ask the answer in surprise.

It is love!

It is love!

It is love that plays a harmonious movement!

Sincerely care for the disadvantaged groups

Constructing harmonious doctor-patient relationship

First-class medical environment

First-class service attitude

First-class service consciousness

First-class work performance

In order to establish harmony, we work hard.

In order to establish harmony, we are working hard

Turn specialized hospitals into general hospitals.

Experts and famous doctors sit in the clinic and receive comprehensive consultations.

Change the cold ward into a warm room.

Improve medical conditions and create a comfortable environment.

Everything is for the patient.

Everything is for the patient.

Patients come and go with greetings.

The patient's voice is very comforting when he is in pain.

Thank you for your cooperation with the treatment.

Apologize when the service is bad.

The sound is in the ear and the sound is in the heart.

"Special love for special you.

Provide free medicine and treatment for 26 poor patients.

"Love Ward" and "Bargaining Surgery"

Give patients nearly one hundred thousand yuan a year.

Open up a "green channel"

See a doctor first, don't register, infusion first, don't pay.

Set up a "love fund"

Send intimate warmth to the patient's heart

Huimin limin xian love

No relatives are better than relatives.

There are countless constellations in the sky.

Love holds the rudder of life cycle.

There are too many touching stories here.

With love, knowledge, wisdom and courage

Solve the pain of patients and send them back to society.

Let the earth fly.

In the face of the patient's fist held high and fell heavily.

You booed, smoked air conditioning and barely pretended not to care.

Because you know.

His behavior is completely out of control.

Beating you may even be a way for him to express his love.

So, you forgave him with your reproachful eyes.

Facing a bed of shit and a room full of disgusting stench

You skillfully pushed open the window and pulled off the sheets.

Because you know.

He is more like a baby sometimes.

Step back and convey the message that he knows he is wrong with a look of fear.

So, you comforted him with gentle touch.

Facing the homeless winning and losing patients

You are anxious to find ways to improve their food as soon as possible.

Because you know.

Two eggs every morning, jiaozi once a month.

It's more like home to them.

So, you love them with practical actions.

Remember that thrilling scene?

Facing the family members of patients lying in a pool of blood

Facing the sword of blood drop in the hands of manic patients

You didn't flinch.

You didn't hesitate.

A dashed forward, holding a knife empty-handed, subdued the patient.

Beautiful!

Facing the surprise and admiration of the police present,

You know very well.

Behind the smooth movements that are fearless in times of crisis.

It is awe of life.

It's loyalty.

"The hospital is the patient's home.

Medical staff are relatives of patients. "

When the moon sets in the Mid-Autumn Festival

Medical staff and patients shoulder to shoulder, arm in arm.

Raise a happy smile in the clear moonlight

* * * Sing together

"This is the call of the heart, this is the dedication of love."

Can you say that there is no longer a long-lost light in those smart eyes?

Can you say that harmonious music is not played on a wet heart?

What is harmony?

Harmony is a flowing river, and the surging waves go hand in hand in jumping.

Harmony is a noisy bamboo forest, and the swaying bamboo tips grow tall together in the collision.

Harmony is the tacit understanding of the soul, and eye contact is unified in silence.

Harmony is solemn dignity, and professional ethics will last forever in persistence.

Ah! Harmony!

This is harmony.

this is

Play harmonious music with love!