Ancient poems that can be used to praise airplanes:
1. "Song of the Road" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The flying roc shakes the eight descendants, Zhongtian It's too weak to destroy.
The lingering wind is stirring for eternity, and the fusang is hanging on the stone gauze.
After this was passed down to future generations, who would shed tears when Zhongni died?
Translation:
The roc flies vigorously and vibrates in all directions, but the sky is crushed and its strength is exhausted. The remaining wind can inspire the world, and the fusang traveling eastward has caught my left sleeve. Later generations heard this news and passed it on. Zhongni is dead. Who else can cry sadly for my death.
2. "Shang Li Yong" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The roc rose with the wind in one day and soared ninety thousand miles.
If the wind stops and comes down, it can still blow away the water.
When people saw my Hengshu tune, they all sneered when they saw Yu Dayan.
Xuan's father is still afraid of future generations, but his husband cannot be young.
Translation:
The roc rose from the wind in one day and soared to a height of ninety thousand miles. If it stops when the wind breaks, its power can be as strong as blowing away the water in the sea. At that time, people saw that I was fond of making strange remarks, and they all sneered after hearing my big words.
Sage Kong also said that young people are to be feared, and a man should not look down on young people!
Modern poems that can be used to praise airplanes:
"I love the blue sky of the motherland", author: Yan Su
I love the blue sky of the motherland
The sky is clear and the sun is shining
White clouds pave the way for me
The east wind sends me flying forward
The golden morning glow is flying around me
At our feet is a beautiful river and mountains
Ah
Sailors love the sea
Cavalry loves the grassland
Ask the pilots what they love< /p>
I love the blue sky of my motherland
I love the blue sky of my motherland
The sea of ??clouds is boundless as far as the eye can see
The spring thunder beats the war drum for me
The red sun shines and I wipe out the enemy
The beautiful sky sets up a colorful gate
Welcoming the triumphant victory of the war eagle
Ah
Sailors love the sea
Cavalry loves the grassland
Ask the pilot what he loves
I love the blue sky of the motherland
3. Poems about airplanes