Everyone in the epidemic

Yesterday, the government again notified the blockade to continue for three days. Under the static management of the whole city, each has its own troubles and responsibilities, and all beings have their own faces.

? Let's talk about hoarding vegetables first, then look for nucleic acid testing first, and the same kind of people are rushing to line up. Most of these people are aunts and housewives.

? Moreover, among the neighbors in the group, a young man will come out and complain that the queue for nucleic acid testing is unreasonable and hurt his throat; It is also said that the property is not as, and the garbage cleaning in the community is not timely; And expose uncivilized littering behavior. There is also a group full of positive energy. You complain about the difficulty in queuing. They immediately sent out a video of "Dabai" people wearing protective clothing and sweating in the heat. They said that the garbage was not cleaned up in time, and immediately explained that they should be considerate of each other. Many cleaning aunts may be in the restricted area and can't get out. Some neighbors are also very enthusiastic. Forward the official information in time in the group, so that everyone can feel at ease and keep the nucleic acids in order every time.

? Finally, the circle of friends, more and more volunteers. Everyone volunteered to take pictures, and the front-line staff were even more moved. They stick to their posts. If there are any complaints, there will be many just voices, so on the fourth day of the blockade, the circle of friends is full of encouragement, positivity and positive energy.

The flood has taught people in this city to respect and help each other, and the epidemic has also taught people to take responsibility and pay. If you are not at the front, you will not make trouble. Obedience is the best responsibility.

Even my two-year-old daughter, when she went to test nucleic acid, found a piece of paper on the ground, until she picked it up and put it in her hand silently. It wasn't until I came home downstairs after testing nucleic acid and she threw the paper into the trash can that I realized that in such a country, such a home, such a sentient being, my daughter's growth would be smooth sailing.