Police are our pride and pride. You are the most beautiful scenery and the cutest people in this bad weather!

The People’s Police is the most dangerous sacred profession in peacetime; the People’s Police is the most dedicated group of heroes in the new era.

Cuffing the criminal hands, you returned to the police camp with a faint dawn. Although there will be a live broadcast of "police action" about you on the TV screen tonight, you really don't care. Take a quick glance at it, because you are so tired that you just want to slip into a long-lost dreamland.

You belong to all kinds of endless scenes, you belong to the thick and thin case files that have no beginning or end; you belong to the siren that roars in and roars away, you belong to the solemnity composed of the Tiananmen Great Wall and olive branches. national emblem.

The People’s Police is the most dangerous sacred profession in peacetime; the People’s Police is the most dedicated group of heroes in the new era.

Tasting the cold rain that comes unexpectedly when you are on duty, breathing the all-pervasive cold wind on winter nights, your face always shows the weariness and haggardness; your eyes always show that Bloodshot insomnia.

You are always so naive and persistent, hoping for a hearty interrogation. The bullet-like language during the interrogation reveals ugly shady scenes; you hope for a sincere warning, a warning. True love burning like fire can scorch cold souls. ?

In the stories you string together ordinary and busy days, the word loyalty is frequently used, the protagonist justice appears frequently, and the background of law is frequently introduced.

This is a supreme yearning, a pursuit without regrets, like a towering tree growing in the soil under your feet. You water it with your blood and it will blossom. You use your hope to make it bloom. Hope it comes to fruition.