Uncle swat who loves life writes 300 words.

"Mud covered my trouser legs and sweat soaked my clothes. You don't know who I am, and I don't know who you are ... who are you, for whom, for brothers and sisters?

Tears ... "Every time I hear this song, I can't help but think of our special police uncle. A camouflage suit lit up their youth, released their songs in the sky and recorded their touching feelings.

The deeds of.

I remember that in the 5. 12 earthquake, they dug by hand and pried with tools, fighting for more than ten days and nights, saving lives buried under the rubble one after another. In those days, almost no one took time off to rest. When they were thirsty, they drank some mineral water, and when they were tired, they took a nap on the roadside. Some players have worn their hands, and some players have made a big blood hole under their feet without saying a word.

It is their fearless spirit that makes the people in the disaster area, the whole country and even the whole world remember a proud and resounding name-Chinese special police.