Zhang qiaohui

When a cold current passes through a city.

You won't choose to leave, you won't back down.

You are a real mountain, a solid land and a brave soldier.

A line of defense to protect life

I can't say so many names, those retrograde figures.

A war without smoke, the glory of human nature, your glory.

You are also a husband, wife, father, mother, son and daughter.

Behind every figure, there is a waiting family.

There are relatives, reluctant hands, and sudden choking sounds.

Mr. and Mrs. Ramachari

We are waiting for you, waiting for your safe return.

Those falling stars,

People swept by dark tails, you have a cold current.

Your heavy breathing, loneliness, anxiety,

Many people are worried about your temperature.

After initial fear, panic and asking for help,

You calm down. Life was attacked,

But you didn't give up. You are the lucky one in misfortune,

Hope, like bright sunshine, is becoming clearer and clearer outside the window.

The ward is isolated, and the truth, love and warmth are constantly being separated.

Your awareness, persistence and hard work,

Our blessings, help and expectations

Mr. and Mrs. Ramachari

We will wait for you.

Waiting for news of your recovery.

What else can an ordinary person do?

A poem, a suit of protective clothing and a pair of goggles. ...

I can't tell the relationship between one life and another.

Those strange names have touched the hearts of hundreds of millions of people.

Beijing, Guangzhou, Shanghai, Hangzhou and Ningbo ...

Every time I set out, I had no regrets, and I signed up enthusiastically every time.

Every donor, every pair of hands that make masks.

Traffic police on duty at intersections, faces of grassroots cadres familiar to villagers.

No swearing-in meeting, no invitation to challenge,

Regardless of remuneration, regardless of life and death, unity is strength.

Mr. and Mrs. Ramachari

We wait, and spring blossoms.

We went to Hangzhou Bay to see the sea and West Lake to see Populus cathayensis.

See Qianshan all over the Great Wall.

Look at those spring flowers, you smile like a flower.