"Half of the Tusu was not raised, and the little grass in front of the lamp wrote peaches." I've been looking forward to going to grandma's home in the countryside for the new year, so that I can set off firecrackers and have fun with my cousin in the small yard, help to raise the salary when grandma is busy in front of the stove, warm up around the stove and bake Sweet Potatoes
In my daily expectation, the day of departure finally arrived. As soon as I went out, my mother put on a mask for me. What's the matter? Why wear a mask? I don't know. Soon the car started. I was lying by the window, enjoying the scenery along the way. There were few pedestrians and vehicles on the road, and there was no bustling scene in the past years. After a while, the car suddenly stopped, "what's the matter?" I looked forward and looked, "is there a traffic jam?" "no, we're going to the village, we're going to check it," mom said. When I opened the window, I saw that a temporary tent had been built at the intersection. A volunteer in red vest came to our car, wearing a mask and a body temperature gun in his hand. He took the temperature of each of us, and then he asked, "where are you from? Where are you going? Please get out of the car and make a registration." Soon dad got out of the car and checked in. I asked, "what's the matter? Why do they take our temperature?"
"All are novel coronavirus," Dad said.
The sudden virus broke my original plan for the new year. We stayed at home for the next few days. New year's Eve and dinner party were cancelled in a phone call. Novel coronavirus pneumonia is reported every day on TV. Soaring statistics are scary.
But I saw on TV that in the face of this sudden disaster, there are still some rebels who stand up for the interests of the people and the country regardless of their personal safety. In his 80s, academician Zhong Nanshan came to the front line of Wuhan and fought for the country again. There are also many medical staff who actively apply to go to Wuhan. Medical teams of 13 novel coronavirus in Hangzhou have rushed to Wuhan to fight the new pneumonia outbreak. Some of them give their four-year-old children to their neighbors; some take three bags of wet urine, emergency; some cut their hair directly on the spot, in order to facilitate wearing protective caps; others haven't returned to their hometown in Hubei for the Spring Festival for many years, and this time they go home to fight the epidemic. Behind every medical staff there are moving tears. They sacrifice their family to protect everyone's safety. They are the most beautiful rebels, heroes and the most lovely people this year.
Their lofty spirit inspires me, so I want to study hard now, learn knowledge well, and grow up to be a useful person like them.
I'm sure we can win the battle without gunpowder. Wuhan, you get better soon! Come on, China!