They are excellent writers/fond memories —— When One Day Volunteer experienced the life of a traffic policeman, it was September 27th, 2007, which was the most touching day in my life. On this day, I participated in the "One-day Volunteer Police" activity jointly organized by the Propaganda Department of Xiangxiang Municipal Committee, the Communist Youth League Committee, the Municipal Political and Legal Committee and the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and became one of the ten "One-day Volunteer Police" gloriously. Peng Sheng, Li Dan and Zhu Zhijun and I were assigned to the Xiangxiang Traffic Police Brigade to experience the life of the traffic police. Before the activity, the concept of traffic police in my personal mind was a dignified and imposing profession, and I felt that their work was simple and relaxed. After the experience of this activity, I changed my shallow understanding of traffic police work at the beginning, and I was so excited that I couldn't help saying to all my friends: How nice of them! Some people may disagree and say: nowadays, the traffic police will only use their position to seek personal gain, and always have a condescending attitude towards the people. Not bad? Yes, there may be black sheep in the traffic police, but we can't make such a one-sided and arbitrary evaluation of all traffic police just because of one black sheep. The following text, I want to describe my real life as a security officer in the traffic police force for one day, so that my friends can share some happiness and feel some difficulties with me. At eight o'clock in the morning, four policemen came to Xiangxiang Traffic Police Brigade with excitement. Walking into the conference room of the traffic police brigade, I saw a dazzling array of honorary titles and certificates hanging on the wall. Captain Jiang of the traffic police brigade welcomed the arrival of our vigilante at the meeting, and then began to deploy the traffic police team, and specifically arranged the relevant assistance work of our four policemen. I was assigned to the order group to assist in the work. After the meeting, I followed Captain Zhu Jiang of the Public Security Team and four other policemen to check the city road traffic violations in the morning. At the crossroads, work began under the scorching sun. I followed captain Zhu with excitement and freshness. Police officers solemnly instructed suspicious vehicles to park on the side of the road and politely asked the owners to show their driver's license and driving license after the parade ceremony. This kind of work is boring, and my previous novelty is slowly cooling down in my heart. There are incomplete documents in the inspected vehicles, copies of documents that do not meet the requirements, and those that have forgotten to bring their documents. For these illegal car owners, police officers have taken corresponding measures one by one. One of them makes me feel a little special. An uncle said he had something urgent to deal with because he didn't have all the documents. So, the traffic police helped him call the computer of the traffic police brigade to verify the documents, and then put forward opinions and let him go. Before the owner's uncle left, the traffic police enthusiastically told him to drive carefully and pay attention to safety. At first, I thought the traffic police might be people they know, or relatives of people they know! After inquiring, the owner's uncle and the traffic police are actually strangers. After checking at several intersections, we then patrolled the roads in the city to check the stopping of vehicles and other conditions. Although I had to join the vigilante in advance, I looked up relevant information on the Internet and held the Buddha's feet for the time being. But unfortunately, I have never found a problem in front of the police. Many times, they even get off to check. I went back to unknown so! I can only ask the police officer what the rules are. Their preciseness and carefulness in their work make people have to admire them from the heart. At noon, the inspection work came to the intersection of Sangmei Road, which is a section of National Highway 320. I saw that the traffic police commanding the vehicle in the middle of the cross road was already sweating and his clothes were all wet. It's autumn now, and the temperature is about 30 degrees today. I can imagine whether their clothes are dry in hot summer and whether their bodies are still so strong in cold winter. At this point, my vigilante work has been going on for three hours. I felt my feet were a little tired, and I began to complain that the weather was too hot, and my lips were dry and uncomfortable. Some short hair that has not been tied repeatedly is badly wet by sweat, and it is uncomfortable to stick to the neck and face. I asked myself in my heart: If I am a real traffic policeman, can I stand those arrogant and rude car owners and always maintain a strict and polite attitude? Can you wave your arms in the hot sun and cold wind and still stand straight on the road, breathing the unpleasant exhaust from traffic? Can you leave everything behind and rush to the scene at any time after receiving the notice of traffic accident? Yes, there are too many ifs in my heart at this time. While thinking, Captain Zhu has parked the police car, and he will lead everyone to carry out traffic inspection again on National Highway 320. I saw a truck coming slowly. Captain Zhu felt it necessary to inspect the car, so he waved his hand to the owner to pull over for inspection. After the truck stopped, the owner wiped it for a while before taking out his driving license and driver's license. The truck is full of lime. Captain Zhu carefully lifted a corner of the canvas covered with lime, carefully touched it with his fingers, watched it carefully and smelled it under his nose. Then ask the truck owner to show the weight list. The shopkeeper stammered that there was no weight list, and then sadly told Captain Zhu about the hardships of his life and business. The traffic police still selflessly let the truck owners go to weigh and check together. I thought about the owner's sad cry all the way, but I began to hope that the traffic police could let him go! The result of weighing surprised me. The limited load of the truck is 5 tons, and the figure of 24 tons on the weight list makes me dumbfounded. This truck is overloaded by nearly 200%, and the number of overloading suddenly flashed in front of my eyes in various tragic pictures of car accidents caused by overloading in TV news. The traffic police should detain the truck and take the owner back to the traffic police brigade for handling. Sitting in the patrol police car, I stared at the truck moving slowly with sweaty palms in front. The tires seem to be out of control, and the thickened load-bearing steel plates are so weak compared with the mountains of goods. At lunch time, there are about a dozen people eating in the canteen. Three nominal policemen and other traffic policemen went out to perform their duties and didn't come back. Captain Jiang said that the traffic police team has to eat almost every day, and it is impossible to be punctual and personal. In the afternoon, our first task is to measure the speed on the provincial highway in Honglun Industrial Zone, which is probably the most relaxing and comfortable thing. However, I didn't know it was a boring and lonely job until I did it. After the speed measurement, I came to Director Liu's office again. The offices of the traffic police brigade are very simple, and the hardware and equipment are not completely modern. That old-fashioned computer, that nagging fax machine and copier that sometimes go on strike, made me work in the office of a private foreign-funded enterprise for nine years and felt very uncomfortable. I think: only when the supporting hardware office conditions are improved can the work efficiency be improved. Why not get a better copier in the team? Later, I finally couldn't help asking, only to know that the money paid in advance by the team for urban road improvement and road environment has not been fully put in place, and there are still many other places on the road that need money. Now, there is no money to buy new office equipment. At dinner, I finally met three other policemen, and we talked about our experiences and feelings during the day. Peng Sheng, a vigilante, came back sweating when we were preparing for dinner. He said that he felt the deepest today. In addition to the July 7788 incident, he went to the countryside to deal with two traffic accidents, and the bloody and terrible scene made him feel very sorry until now. It turns out that life is so fragile behind the strong! Li Dan, a police officer, also said happily that he followed the police today and cracked the hit-and-run case as quickly as possible. After dinner, everyone hurried to the office for a meeting. At the meeting, Captain Jiang made detailed arrangements for setting up a card in the evening after finishing the work that needed to work overtime on the 11th National Day. There is a great danger hidden in setting up checkpoints in this raid. For the sake of safety, the three security guards we are willing to leave will be led by Captain Jiang himself to assist in the work. Although it's the first time I've met Captain Jiang, and I only have time to eat together twice a day, I can see that the captain who loves Chili peppers must be impatient in handling things, and his dark skin is a testimony to his hard work every way. Captain Jiang said "Let's go" and we set off together with confidence. Check-in at night is at least until the early hours of the morning. If something happens, it's hard to say whether you can take a nap after midnight. Captain Jiang led the traffic police to keep busy on the way to set up the card. Every team ceremony is so vigorous and standardized, and every eye is so firm and bright. After working for a period of time, captain Jiang discussed with the director of the Public Security Bureau, and then kindly walked up to the three policemen and said, Thank you for your hard work today! Considering your work tomorrow, your vigilante work today is finished. You did a good job, thank you! Sitting in the police car that sent us back, watching the bright lights on the roadside. I can't help feeling a lot. I think of my friend's poem Song of the Traffic Police. Busy figure shuttled through the traffic, hard sweat dripping on my face. Kind words are kind greetings. Bright eyes cover up loneliness, youthful years, and hot tears fall behind. Touching music tells the peace, which is neat and neat. Our gestures are in harmony. China is in the rain and snow. I am the one who holds your hand. I let the fiery red sun cast steel-like pride into thousands of families. A happy life is our happiness, because we shoulder the entrustment of the party and the people. This one-day volunteer activity may make each of us feel physically tired, but I think we are worth it. Because of our experience and participation, we realized the ups and downs of police life and knew that there were such beautiful scenery in the journey of life. Here I want to say to my friends: traffic police, they are good!