A Summary of Experiences and Perceptions of China People's Police Day
That year, a warm spring, the rain in the Qingming Festival, with the early morning twilight, infiltrated the fragrance of the soil into the duty room of the police station one by one. Such soaking rain may be the desire of wheat to strengthen their upward growing shoulders; Perhaps the green trees have fulfilled the dream of peach and plum fragrance; Perhaps it is the wish of Cordyceps sinensis to complete their love and become a butterfly; But this is not my wish, because we will definitely make the police car muddy and dirty on the way to the police. After all, it has always been my habit to keep the police car blue and white clean, and frequent car washing has always been called "cleanliness" by my comrades. As the saying goes, whatever you are afraid of comes. In the early morning, the alarm phone suddenly reminded me that there was a family in the village who asked the police to intervene because of the battle between brother and sister. Comrades immediately got up and drove my clean blue and white pole into the muddy spring.
When I arrived at the scene, I saw several men and women in their sixties and seventies shouting loudly, all of whom were injured more or less. After further understanding, I realized that two families, a brother and a sister, had a fight when they went to the grave in Tomb-Sweeping Day, accusing each other of being unfilial, and then they fought to show their "filial piety". Amid the noise that my brother said that my brother was right and my sister was right, I took a few people back to the station for questioning, while I stayed at the scene to look for this "dutiful son"
After visiting several families, we finally found a 70-year-old lady who was willing to give a certificate near the scene, and let us walk into her seemingly poor home. In fact, there are many people at the scene, but too few people are unwilling to issue certificates. Aunt told us about the fight at the scene with her simplicity and enthusiasm. Next to her, a teenager was wearing thin clothes and sniffling, drawing something on a piece of paper on the kang from time to time. When we were ready to leave, the teenager handed us the paper he drew and told us that they were fighting like this. We saw teenagers sketching several people fighting on paper. It's not clear, but it's about the same speed.
Later, the aunt's testimony played a key role in restoring the truth of the fight. Comrades all said that this should be a credit to the witness.
But at noon one day not long after this incident, the witness aunt led the young man to the office to report that two thousand yuan had been lost in the passbook and asked the police to solve the case. From the narrative of the old man, we know that the teenager is the grandson of the old man. Aunt's son died unexpectedly a few years ago, and her daughter-in-law was mentally ill. She was traveling all the year round, so she led her grandson to live hard at home. In order to take care of the lives of grandparents, the village designated her family as a poor household, so that her family could get a difficult subsidy every quarter, and grandparents relied on this difficult subsidy to save money. But yesterday, the old man found that two thousand yuan was missing from the passbook he used to distribute poverty relief for no reason. The password of this passbook is known to the grandparents and grandchildren. What she said implies that she and her relatives suspect that her grandson took it and spent it blindly. Teenagers are also eager to show their innocence, which makes people feel wronged with tears.
After understanding these situations, I have presented a bunch of online reports about such incidents in my mind. Generally, a child of a certain family steals money from home to buy game equipment to reward the anchor. But after careful consideration of the child's performance before and after, I always feel that this child doesn't look like someone who can do those bad things with my more than ten years of experience in criminal police work. Therefore, I have no preconceived doubts about children, for fear of causing an indelible shadow on their small psychology. Instead, I asked the elderly in detail about the specific situation and time of each withdrawal, and led them to the bank to retrieve the surveillance video of each withdrawal. Unfortunately, however, the date of the old man's last withdrawal has exceeded the date that the bank can keep, and the child finally can't find evidence to prove his innocence. At that time, he cried, and the whole person seemed to collapse. Seeing this scene, I strengthened my determination to solve the case, so I took out a recovery software that I accidentally got on the hacker website, and it took me several hours to finally recover all the videos of the old man who had come to withdraw money before. The truth of the case finally came out, and the old man took out the money himself, but the old man was too old to remember the account. In fact, all the money has been spent, and there is nothing to lose.
Faced with this fact, the old man kept blaming himself, kept crying to us, complaining that he was confused, complaining that his life was difficult and he had no money to make trouble. He said that his grandson always wanted to learn painting, but he never learned it because he had no money. Now that this has happened, he feels sorry for his children.
I heard this situation, and then I thought of the portrait of the crime scene that the child painted for us last time. I think this child is really artistic, and it's a pity to give it up. So, I proposed to find an art teacher for my child to teach him, and the expenses could be donated by several policemen.
When I heard that I could learn painting, I was very happy. I told the truth and said that if he was going to suffer this injustice, he didn't want to go to school and planned to run away from home. After listening to this, my heart is also sweating. It was really scary. As a policeman, it may be a little preconceived misconception, and a little slack can ruin a child's life.
So, later, I found one of my classmates who taught art to teach the child. My classmates listened to my introduction to this family, insisted on not charging tuition fees, and asked my colleagues in the institute to pay for all kinds of painting supplies for their children, and sent them to the teacher to start formal study.
A few years passed quickly, and the days passed quickly in the police and on duty. It really feels like Black Monday just got off work, and it's time to be on duty on Sunday. I also asked the teacher in the middle, saying that the children are also studying hard. Just a few days ago, it was also a busy Monday. The registered police downstairs called me upstairs and said that a newly registered college student wanted to see me. I went downstairs with doubts and saw a stout young college student standing in the hall. After careful inquiry, I realized that he was the grandson of my aunt who lost money a few years ago. This year, he was admitted to the Fine Arts Department of Normal University. This is to open an account, and he thanks us for our support for his study of art. He also kindly invited us to his home for the graduation party. I accepted the invitation at once and was glad to attend that evening. At that time, I thought it was the most meaningful one I had attended in recent years.
The second part summarizes the experience and experience of China People's Police Festival.
There is a professional danger to be persisted, a firm attitude to be kind, a ruthless principle to be treated warmly, and a strict belief to set an example ... This is the people's police, a policeman with a national emblem on his hat, solemn and sacred, firm and inviolable. In the rain of bullets, we are fearless, unswerving under the temptation of sex and wealth, selfless in front of family and friendship, and consistent in words and deeds in work and life ... This is the police, shouldering the safety of the people, rigorous and upright, serious and brave. They always solve problems for the people at the first time and try their best to help them. "1 10" is their common hotline.
They are the golden shield of the country, the protector of the people, the spring breeze that moistens people's hearts, and the warm coal of ice and snow. Ren Changxia, the amiable, brave and decisive police chief; Loyalty, chivalrous police station police Wu Heping; Wang Baixing, a skilled and meticulous riot policeman; They all treat people with smiles, treat criminals with toughness and do their best to maintain social order.
In China's traditional operas, red faces indicate loyalty and black faces indicate integrity.
They have red loyalty. He took the lead in ordering a ban on broadcasting. He brought out one elite division after another, always striving for the first place and serving the people. He made Zhangzhou "1 10" an irresistible banner. He is the policeman Guo, who is honest with himself, changes his mind about the truth, commands the police with iron and blood, casts the police soul and wins the hearts of the people.
They have red justice. The distance of 100 meter only takes 10 second for sprinters, and the interval of 0.6 cm is negligible. For a policeman who is still fighting to the death with a dagger in his chest, 0.6 cm has witnessed his fearlessness in times of crisis, and the distance of 100 m has completed his life leap without regret. He is the policeman Liu.
They have red enthusiasm. In her heart, there is a string of love bells. Smile, open a imprisoned heart; Listening solved an invisible storm together. She is a reliable child in the old man's heart and a beautiful messenger in the child's eyes. Cool police flowers, sonorous roses, and warmth pervades people's hearts because of her. She's a policeman, Tang Min.
They have black integrity. Li Xinbao always appeared in do or die, and the scenes were thrilling and saved the day again and again. He extended a strong helping hand to people in trouble, and he gave people in despair hope for life. He saved the lives of more than 1500 people and became the hero and favorite of the people.
They have black integrity. Fu Chuanquan lived and died together and lived up to his mission. Whether it is a bullet or a poisonous snake, he is always calm and fearless. He sent one lawbreaker to justice, and he regarded the honor of the people's police as his life.
They have black integrity. Wu Gan's loyalty is as deep as the sea and as hot as blood. Fighting evil, he is not afraid of violence; In the face of threats, he took it in stride. The evil forces of swords and shadows can't make him bow, but he is moved by the little support of the people. The integrity in his chest makes the sword of justice shine.
They are loyal and honest, and solved a case with their unique thinking and logical reasoning ability; Get rid of bad guys with the ability to react quickly, catch and fight. With a sacred mission, their hearts are tied with lights, and social peace is their common aspiration.
"The sword front comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold." Behind the sweat is their solid basic skills, but they will not be complacent. It is their common belief to forge ahead with the times.
"Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." They spent their youth in society, but never regretted it. Since they have chosen this road, they will go on firmly and maintain social peace is their eternal goal.
The third part summarizes the experience and experience of China People's Police Festival.
My father is an excellent people's policeman. He goes out early and comes back late every day. Whether it is windy or rainy, cold or hot, he sticks to his post. But his efforts were not in vain. He won many badges, awards and certificates. Whenever I see these shiny badges, I feel a sense of pride. One night, every household turned off the lights and people fell into a sweet sleep. The wall clock on the wall struck one, and my father dragged himself back now. He came home, sat on the sofa, and then took a shower. Just as he was getting ready for bed, a phone call suddenly came. My father answered the phone, talked for a few minutes, and then quickly ran through the dressing room and changed into clothes. I was puzzled and asked my father what had happened. He said: "There is a fight in he cheng, so we should deal with it immediately." I was puzzled and said, "You have just come home for a while, and you are tired enough from working during the day. Now you come back so late at night, and now you have to go out to work?" Can't you not go? You give it to the assistant to finish it! " Dad's face became serious when he heard this. He looked at me and said to me gently, "As policemen, we should be responsible!"! Where there is something, you have to rush there! " Say that finish, less than 30 seconds, I hurried downstairs and left in a hurry. I walked out of the balcony and looked at my father's distant back. Tears blurred my eyes. My father has always maintained a valuable professionalism in his busy work, and his image in my heart is getting bigger and clearer. I said silently in my heart, "Dad, you are my idol!" " "
Dad is not only dedicated, but also meticulous in his work. Once, it was dark outside and it was raining cats and dogs, but I saw my father sitting in a big wooden chair with the light on, analyzing where the car thief would be. Sometimes he picks up a pen and draws on a blank piece of paper, sometimes he stares at the chart analysis, sometimes he closes his eyes and frowns and meditates ... Suddenly he has a brainwave, thinking that the thief will commit crimes in Guangzhou, Jiangmen and Zhongshan, and his lair may be in Jiangmen. As long as we ambush in Jiangmen's lair, other areas will find people to ambush and search, so that we can catch them! That night, my father thought for more than three hours before he got a clue. Suddenly, a satisfied smile appeared on my father's face. He stood up and raised his hand, stretched himself and felt relieved. At this time, it is still raining cats and dogs outside. "Dripping Rain" seems to be a beautiful song, praising my father's rigorous and persistent work spirit. Dad is a good example for me to learn and a beacon for my life, guiding me forward!
When I grow up, I also want to be an excellent people's policeman. Like my father, I am not afraid of hardship and fatigue. I want to serve the people and be respected. I want to create miracles and get more badges and certificates.