The guardian behind

The guardian behind the scenes

Come back often! Stay with your parents, listen to their nagging more, hold their hands more, and cook more meals for them. , take them out for more walks, this is protection, just like our parents carefully protected us when we were young. We have compiled information on the guardians behind it to provide reference for everyone. You are welcome to refer to it.

The Guardian Behind the Scene 1

The whole country is happy to welcome the new and say goodbye to the old, but the evil poison begins in Hanbin. The sudden outbreak of the new coronavirus has frozen the joy of the New Year and delayed the footsteps of countless people. While we were cramped in the room, panicking about the trend of the epidemic, a group of people resolutely went to the epidemic area, using their faith, responsibility, and flesh and blood to resist the ravages of the new coronavirus and protect the health of every new coronavirus patient.

In the early days of the epidemic, people’s awareness of crime prevention was weak, and targeted medical supplies were in short supply. A large number of infected people flocked to hospitals, and medical staff were often overworked. There are less than four hours of rest a day to catch up on work. Sometimes when they are tired and sleepy, the medical staff will lie on the floor, or two or three of them will squat in the corner, leaning on each other's shoulders and falling asleep with their eyes closed. Some medical staff wanted to sit on a bench and rest for a while while waiting for the elevator. Unexpectedly, they fell asleep as soon as they sat on the bench. Even though they were so tired, they immediately returned to the anti-epidemic work after being woken up by their colleagues. , fighting against the disease and racing against death. On the last day of 2019, Dr. Yang Wenkai, who was fighting on the front line, fell twice due to overload when he stepped out of the elevator. As a result, he lost two front teeth. Later, when someone asked him about the situation at that time, he jokingly said: "I felt a little uncomfortable when I was in the elevator, but I didn't care. Unexpectedly, when I got out of the elevator, I had a good start." ?Some netizens liked and commented after seeing it: ?You look so beautiful when you smile, like a flower in spring, all the worries and sorrows are blown away!? I also saw a doctor on the Internet because he continued to add good... After working for a few days, I returned to the living area and fell asleep, not even taking off my protective clothing. The colleagues around me said distressedly: "Looking at how tired he is, I couldn't bear to call him." ?

Medical staff fighting the new coronavirus pneumonia must not only protect the bodies of infected people, but also be responsible for intervening in their moods. Due to the special nature of the patients, when doctors are busy with treatment, they are also responsible for their daily life. The most unforgettable thing for me was that a supporter from Henan met an infected person from Henan in the quarantine area. After treating him, the young doctor sang a Henan opera to ease the depressing atmosphere in the ward. Let patients feel the warmth brought by local accents during extraordinary times. Frontline doctors do their best to intervene in patients' psychology without any unified dispatch. The heavy work left deep marks on their foreheads, bridges of noses, and cheeks due to protective masks, but a male doctor born in the 1990s proudly said: "These marks are the illustrious military achievements engraved on our bodies." !? During the current epidemic, they are the ones working the hardest and most dangerously. They are in close contact with patients, pay attention to the patients' condition all the time, and hope that the patients will recover soon. Facing the interview, they said that the front line needs me, the patients need me, I am a doctor, and it is my duty to protect them!

They gave up their family for everyone and sacrificed themselves for society. Maybe this is a portrayal of the spirit of medical staff who have the courage to take on their responsibilities! The great times applaud them!

No one is born a hero. There are always people who use the ordinary to achieve greatness. Under the guardianship of angels in white who face difficulties, winter is certain. It will pass and spring will definitely come. The Guardian Behind the Back 2

When I was very young, I saw this slogan: The last drop of water in the world is your tears. At that time, my mother told me that we should cherish water resources. At that time, I still had little understanding of this sentence.

After entering the first grade of elementary school, I often participated in the activities of the children's library "Uncle Tadpole Story Collection". Once, Uncle Tadpole did an experiment called: sewage purification. The steps are as follows: first assemble the cylindrical test tube, then pour quartz sand, activated carbon, porcelain sand and granite stones into the test tube in sequence, and separate every other layer with a piece of filter paper. Finally, pour the prepared yellow and smelly sewage into the test tube and wait for a while. After a while, you will see filtered clean and transparent water in the container at the bottom of the test tube. ?Wow! Is this magic? The friends all let out bursts of exclamation.

Uncle Tadpole told us: Sewage is very harmful to our daily lives. The sewage problem urgently needs our attention. Now Jinjiang has implemented the "river chief system" to solve various sewage problems that exist around us. ?This time, I began to understand the importance of protecting water resources.

There is Baxianshan Park near my home. It is a comprehensive mountain park with fresh air and a good place for ordinary citizens to relax and live. The scenery of Baxian Mountain Park is picturesque. Among them, my favorite place to stop and watch is Baxian Lake. Every time I go, the lake is crystal clear. Standing on the bridge across the lake, I can clearly see my reflection, mixed with the shadow of white clouds. I waved to it enthusiastically. There are many stones of different sizes and strange shapes lined up on both sides of the lake. On the lush grass beside the stones, there are small flowers of various colors, including red, purple and white. A gust of wind blew, and the little flowers lowered their heads, as if they were whispering to the small fish in the water, telling each other the beauty and purity of the small lake. Ah! I feel like I have transformed into Alice, in a remote fairyland, roaming freely around the beautiful Eight Immortals Lake.

On the way home after the trip, my father told me that with the improvement of living standards, people’s awareness of environmental protection is gradually increasing. In recent years, Jinjiang has launched the "Thunderbolt No. 1" operation to control ecological water pollution. All streets have taken quick action to comprehensively crack down on "small and scattered pollution", allowing the masses to see real changes. Not only Baxian Lake, but also many once-notorious ditches, streams, etc. have also been well renovated. The most representative one is Jiujiuxi. I nodded: "I see." ?This is to ask the canal how clear it is, so that there is a source of living water.

At night, I had a dream. In the dream, I was a little bird, holding a green branch in my mouth, guarding my favorite Eight Immortals Lake and the green waters and green mountains of Jinjiang River. "Guardian Three"

She looked at the light gray horizon in the distance, her eyes wide open, and full of expectation.

In front of the dilapidated station, I passed a woman carrying a child, an old couple, and many children returning home from school.

Her eyes only briefly paused on those people, and then returned to the horizon.

A red figure appeared on the horizon, particularly abrupt. Closer, closer, her eyes shone with eager light, and she stood up to face the red figure.

Miss, just when she was about to say hello, the lady in the red mink coat interrupted her, took off her coat and put it in her hands.

?Miss, can’t you go home? The lady replied, "Let's go for a walk in the mountains to relax." ?Okay, she hesitated to speak, and after thinking about it, she took the young lady to the mountain path.

The sky was overcast, and after walking only a hundred or two hundred meters, the lady was so tired that she was panting, "Miss, do you need me to carry you?" ?The young lady waved her hand, but her feet in high heels stopped, unwilling to take another step forward.

A few drops of rain fell, and soon they formed a dense curtain of rain. Suddenly, a burst of thunder exploded the silence in the mountains, and the lady screamed. ?Don't be afraid!? She said, taking off her yellow khaki uniform and putting it on the young lady's head. Protecting her coat, she took the young lady's delicate hand and went to a grotto not far away to hide from the rain.

The rain was heavy, and soon it branched into a stream and flowed into the grotto. Not only that, the rain also continued to fall from the cracks in the rocks above the head.

She remained calm and asked the young lady to sit on a higher rock, while she covered her body like an eagle protecting its chicks, preventing a drop of rain from leaking on her body.

I don’t know how long it stayed like this. I only know that when the rain stopped, it was already night outside the grotto, and a bright moon hung in the sky, which was extremely clear.

The lady’s hair was just a little wet, but it was as if water could squeeze out of the flesh on her face, and the part below her knees was immersed in water.

The young lady opened her mouth to say something, but was speechless. She put the yellow khaki uniform on her back, picked herself up, and walked down the mountain carefully.

After the rain, the air in the mountains mixes the earthy smell of moss and the fragrance of pines and cypresses, which is refreshing.

The way down the mountain seemed to be very long. The young lady leaned on her back, feeling the little remaining heat on her back. She felt very guilty, and she gave me all her warmth. . ?The lady recited silently.

After going down the mountain and onto the road, the lady insisted on sending her home, but no, my mother will be worried when she sees you like this. ?She said patting her clothes.

The young lady took off her dry clothes and gave them to her and asked her to put them on, but she shook her head, put the clothes back on the young lady, and helped her take care of her hair. "It's enough for me to have a uniform. I can't afford such expensive clothes!" After saying that, he returned the red fur coat to the lady, put on the yellow khaki uniform, turned around and left.

Looking at that heavy figure, tears burst into the young lady’s eyes, and she finally said softly: Thank you, sister. ?He walked towards the dilapidated station.

Under the soft moonlight, the two figures guarding each other were particularly firm. The Guardian Behind the Back 4

When I went home during the Chinese New Year, I found that my parents, whom I hadn’t seen for a year, were much older. Especially my mother, her legs and feet are not very flexible when she walks, but she is still busy in the kitchen happily, making things and preparing a table of delicious food for us.

One day, I accompanied Mother goes shopping. When I got on the elevator, I held my mother's arm and found that my mother's hand held mine tightly, warm and strong. This is clearly the feeling I had when my mother led me across the road when I was a child. I also held my mother's hand and smiled at her. My mother laughed and said, "This hand is so cold!" Just like that, I didn't let go of my mother's hand all morning until I got home. Hand to hand, I can feel my mother's happiness and joy.

At night, I was lying on the bed, and the scene when my mother held my hand once again appeared in my mind. Parents are getting older, and the children they once carefully guarded have grown up and are running around, no longer needing their warm, safe arms. However, from my mother's tightly held hand, I felt strongly how much my parents needed and longed for the protection of their children. It is not a material gift, but an emotional dependence.

I remember calling my mother to ask her what she needed before going home. My mother said excitedly on the other end of the phone: "Don't spend money randomly. Your dad has prepared all the New Year's goods. Just bring them back!" My mother's words made my eyes wet. In fact, what do our parents want from us? They just want to see us more and listen to us more. So why do we have to keep them waiting for a call and looking forward to their return date?

Come back often to see us. !Stay with your parents, listen to their nagging more, hold their hands more, cook more meals for them, and take them out for a walk more. This is protection, just like our parents carefully protected us when we were young. Our parents watch us grow up, and we watch our parents grow old. We must not wait until one day when our parents really leave us, then we will regret or blame ourselves.

No matter how busy you are, no matter how tired you are, please take more time to protect our parents! The five guardians behind the scenes

If you ask, in this diverse world, which one is the most worthwhile? What do you protect? Some people may say it is money, some people say it is power, but I think it is life. If there is no life left, what is the use of more money and power?

Life is so precious and beautiful, whether it is letting a seed grow into a towering tree or letting a person grow into a towering tree. When babies grow up to become adults, they need all kinds of efforts to adapt to the survival of the fittest in nature. "The Classic of Filial Piety" records: "The hair and skin of the body are received from parents and do not dare to be damaged. This is the beginning of filial piety." If we trample on our hard-won life, wouldn’t we be inferior to the plants that work hard to grow and the birds that yearn to soar in the sky?

I remember one sunny afternoon, I was watching a pot of beautiful succulents. ?Gem flower. Looking at the cute light green leaves creeping on the side branches on the short stem, I couldn't help but reach out and touch it. I only heard a weak "creak", and the leaves were broken at the petiole. I was worried about being scolded by my mother who regarded me as my precious child, so I secretly inserted the leaves into the soil while my mother wasn't paying attention. A few days later, when I was watering the succulents, I was pleasantly surprised to see that white roots had grown out of the petiole of the young leaf, and a small bud poked out its head.

Moistened by the leaves and relying on water, air and sunlight, these new buds grew so vibrant and green, as if they were asking me for water with their little mouths open!

Just as I was While admiring the tenacious life of plants, a small and exquisite bird landed on the balcony of my house. It was caught by my quick-eyed grandma, and a beautiful cage became its world. My brother and I got busy happily, feeding it grains of rice as white as snow, touching its round gray head, and doing household chores with it. The young bird couldn't stand our torture. It struggled to escape from this terrible cage, but no matter how hard it struggled, it was in vain. In the dead of night, the bird still kept calling in the dark, trying to spread its wings again and again, trying to fly out of the cage that locked its freedom. No matter how many times it failed, it never gave up. I was so moved by its perseverance that I couldn't help but open the birdcage and watch it fly to its distant home. What makes it struggle so much is its desire for life, persistence in life, and belief in life!

Not only plants and animals cherish life, but people are not to be outdone. There are many people around us who are worth learning from. For example, Helen Keller, the author of "If You Give Me Three Days of Light", and the great writer Xing Linzi, who is known to everyone, are all disabled, but they are disabled in body but not in mind. On the contrary, they are even more disabled. Take your own life seriously. And the beautiful angel in white is saving every living life in the job he loves. We should also cherish life like them and use our belief in life to make our life more exciting.

We only live once, let the belief in life thrive in our hearts, use a good attitude to welcome the unpredictable life with a smile, and paint a life picture that we are proud of.

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