Lerger·Three poems about blood donation

The cold wind howled all night, and I knew that spring was going to be cold. I couldn't sleep. Recently, all the medical staff of Huakang Hospital collectively donated blood for charity. I wrote three poems because of my feelings. Bojun smiled:

Feelings after donating blood

A cavity of hot blood flows into the blood vessels,

There is no wrinkle in the eyebrows.

Ten thousand milliliters were donated to the bank,

and countless lives were saved.

My thoughts on donating blood (2)

Beside the south gate of Huakang Blood Donation,

wisps of hot blood and silver needles are cold.

One tube of 10,000 ml,

Save lives one piece at a time.

Reflections on donating blood (3)

In the past, men brought Wu hooks,

and collected fifty continents in Guanshan.

Everyone is rolling up their sleeves today,

full of enthusiasm for Kyushu.