When I first met my teacher, these three impressions benefited me a lot.

The spring breeze in March is refreshing and full of energy. It is the spring breeze in March that awakens life and brings warmth to people. She is like the spring breeze in March blowing my heart.

In the spring of 20021,I came to the children's hospital unconsciously for more than a year. Compared with my previous youth, I have a mature and steady place, but the place that has never changed is probably that she taught me how to be a qualified good nurse whenever and wherever. She was the first teacher who came to the Children's Hospital, and also the guide to start my pediatric nursing career.

The first time I saw her, I was attracted by her superb puncture technique and excellent psychological quality. Bed 5 is a fleshy 7-month-old baby girl. Because she had made puncture mistakes twice before, her parents began to be agitated and began to say extremely distrustful words. My mother's tears pattered away, too. Faced with this explosive scene, she first explained the reasons for the mistake and apologized to her parents, and then left with the injection teacher. Then I wiped my mother's tears with a tissue and told her that she could wait for the help of other medical staff at the door. After she finished this series of work, I found that my parents' mood really eased a lot. After her parents calmed down, she also found blood vessels, disinfected them, punctured them, and returned the needles when she saw blood. Seeing such a smooth operation, my hanging heart also fell down. Afterwards, I asked her what to do. She told me: "As a nurse, we must be compassionate, learn to look at problems from the perspective of children and their families, and don't be stingy with the language of expressing sympathy and affection."

My second impression of her is probably the tenderness she exudes from her bones, not only for children and their families, but also for colleagues and newborn rookies. She not only taught me her valuable experience without reservation, but also patiently explained to me what I didn't understand. Once she didn't understand, she would say it a second time. The second time she still didn't understand, she would say it a third time and a fourth time until I understood. But I happened to have a chance to see her son's composition, which described her as a "tigress". I just know that she is not without temper, but she left us the best gentleness and patience.

The third impression of her is that she loves her work and insists on dedication. Last winter was a day shift. As usual, all the teachers came to the department early to change shifts, but one teacher found out carefully that she didn't say a word when she told us cold jokes. It turned out that she had urticaria and itched all night. In order not to delay the quality of work and prevent no one from taking the tour, she asked us to change Ankylosaurus, and we needed intravenous injection after the shift in the morning.

There are many unmarried girls in the department. Every Saturday and Sunday, when I call the backup class, in order to take care of the little girl's love, she always takes the initiative to come to work. I think she hasn't spent a happy weekend with her children and husband for a long time. This is the dedication she taught me. Only by working hard can we create the infinite beauty of life.

My impression of her is beyond words, just as the truth she taught me is beyond words. However, I think what she wants me to do is to be a qualified and good nurse, a nurse with temperature, just like the old man Bing Xin said, "Love is on the left, sympathy is on the right, walking on both sides of life, sowing seeds at any time, flowering at any time, decorating this path with flowers for a long time, and letting pedestrians wear leaves." This may be the best interpretation of nursing.