I have a pair of invisible wings to save lives. In a blink of an eye, I have worked in the nursing post for five years. Time flows quietly through my life like running water. I will always remember the scene of wearing a swallow hat for the first time at the graduation ceremony, which was so beautiful and holy under the slight candlelight. I'm so excited. I am an angel. Nurses are sacred professions. The white nurse hat symbolizes purity. Noble. This is the simplest reason why I chose to take the nursing school. Clean without any dust, pure without any flavor of daily necessities. This feeling and this idea continued until the moment I walked out of school. 200 1 I'm less than 20 years old, and I'm still a little childish at work. Whenever a patient gives me a look of distrust, I smile with a gentle smile and a kind voice. With my diligence and good understanding, I became one of the "old" nurses. In half a year, I summed up the important role of psychological factors in disease rehabilitation. For this reason, I have studied many psychological books, recorded all this in my diary, and groped for a summary in practice. When the patient changed from pain to smile again and again, I became tired from smiling, and I gradually discovered that there was an angel behind the bright smile. As a nurse, we should be careful, patient, caring, responsible and sympathetic, and have good theoretical level and operational skills. Nurses are very ordinary. They have been warily repeating the same "three checks and seven pairs" for years. On the night when everyone is asleep, we guard the peace of one side. Fighting for life and death, alternating day and night, the sun, the moon and the stars all know to rest, but the nurses are busy from night to morning. Years have worn away beauty. The profession of nurse also brings us closest to life, and makes us accustomed to all kinds of life in the world: the tenacity and fragility of life, the joy and sadness of life, the touch and helplessness of life and so on. It is no exaggeration to say that nurses are ordinary angels, engaged in trivial and heavy work, but with a kind and noble heart. A short message from a friend said, "I don't know what's wrong, but I don't know what's wrong." Or is God baptizing angels? Happy holidays, my friend! I miss you. "... maybe God gave us pity, or God silently baptized our nurses in this way, alleviating the depression and troubles in our hearts. Perhaps it was God who recognized our efforts and everything we did in this way, and it was God's tears that moved us. These tears turn into rain, which gives us understanding and comfort. The nursing profession is hard, but it is sacred. It can't be as fragrant as a rose or as clear as crystal, but I won't hesitate or be pessimistic. I believe that nursing spring will bloom flowers that never fade, and mature autumn will bear fragrant and intoxicating fruits. Some people say that a nurse's heart is like the sea, which can accommodate millions of brothers tortured by diseases, while her personality is like a red candle, burning herself and illuminating others. The nurse's mind is like a clear spring, and love is transparent, not to say that relatives are better than relatives; The nurse's smile, like an altar sealed for a hundred years, is soft and meaningful. Ten miles of fragrance is its broad and selfless love, and quietness and subtlety are its endless beauty. It's really a mixed blessing. Taste it slowly and ponder it carefully. Yes! A smile, a greeting, a cup of hot water and a bunch of flowers, what a warm and ordinary little thing! However, it incorporated the deep affection of nurses for patients, lit the torch of life for patients and drove away the darkness shrouded in disease. Today, with the gradual recognition of nursing work and the continuous improvement of nurses' treatment, I often wonder how those predecessors who did the hardest and most intimate work without being respected gave their lives selflessly. When my colleagues and I look at the cheerful figure of the recovered patients and greet the patients and their families with gratitude, when our efforts have yielded results, what are all the hardships and grievances? Is that what seniors think? Finally, I want to say-when pink clothes are draped over me, white nurse shoes is stepping on my feet, and angel's wings are put on my head, I like nursing so much because I have a pair of invisible wings.