I thought you were beautiful when I was a child.

Flying around with a flock of birds.

When I was a child, I thought you were very proud.

Say something earth-shattering ...

In everyone's heart, there must be an idol or role model for you to study and work, and it is that familiar and unfamiliar face-angels in white that inspires me to study.

The nurse wears a white nurse's uniform, and takes care of the patient every day and has an intravenous drip. They are always busy, but they live a full and happy life. An accidental opportunity made me admire this angels in white.

It was a hot afternoon, and the earth was boiling hot, as if dropping a match would cause a fire. Cicadas are chirping in the trees. I blow air conditioning at home, reading books and eating popsicles comfortably. After a few minutes, I sneezed repeatedly when I came back. "Ah ... Atchoo." Snuff runs down from time to time. Grandma heard the voice and said to me, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing, it seems a little cold."

"Go to the hospital!"

"No need."

"That how line, one thousand is very serious!"

"Ok, ok, I'll go!"

After my grandmother and I arrived at the hospital, it was already crowded with people. The doctor said, "Nothing serious, just hang a bottle of salt water." So, we came to the infusion place, and there were many people waiting in line! I'm so nervous. Will it hurt? Time flies. Ten minutes later, it was my turn. I rolled up my sleeves and reached over. The nurse carefully took out a new needle, pulled out the tube, pushed the bottom of the needle at the back, and the medicine sprayed up, and the white and cold needle came out. My heart began to tremble at the thought that the needle would pierce my skin. A young nurse seems to read my mind.

"But ... but, I ... I will still be afraid!" I looked up at the smiling nurse aunt and said in a trembling voice.

"It's okay, just poke it in and gently pull it out!" Aunt nurse said tenderly.

I nodded gently, my heart crossed, my eyes closed, and the cold needle plunged into my vein. When hanging salt water, the nurse aunt settled me by the window and said that the air was fresh. After a while, she came to me and touched my arm carefully to check if my hand was swollen. After a while, he came to me gently and looked up to see if there was any salt water. Suddenly I feel that she is really like a beautiful butterfly, floating in this small infusion room and floating in my heart.

I feel very comfortable after hanging salt water. But on the way home, I still thought about the caring nurse, hoping to be a nurse when I grow up, and I also had a growth goal in my heart.

Silent night, I sat in a rocking chair to enjoy the cool, singing:

I will be you when I grow up.

Only then did I know that the classroom was full of hope.

You always guard the nest. ...

Sleepiness came and I gradually fell asleep. I had a dream. In the clear stream, another star shines her light.