A modern poem describing the canal 1 canal love
The grand canal came slowly.
Without the surging waves of the Yellow River,
There is no torrent of the Yangtze River.
Only its unique freshness and beauty.
It is like a jade belt wrapped around China.
It beats the pulse of the times,
Sketch a dusty historical picture.
The Grand Canal is full of the king's ambitions.
Achieved their hegemony;
The Grand Canal is also filled with the sadness of ordinary people.
Deduct the story of joys and sorrows.
The Grand Canal is a history book.
Writing the immortal feelings of the Chinese nation,
This book highlights history:
The skeleton of history, the context of history,
The ups and downs of history are obvious,
It is between the lines.
Modern Poetry Describing the Canal 2. Feeling of the Grand Canal
For thousands of years,
The Grand Canal shows the history of human civilization.
It's a book written by Shuibo.
Songs written with sails.
Look at the banks of the canal now,
Town after town,
All the increase is due to the opening of the Grand Canal.
Historically, a grand canal,
Has brought economic prosperity to China,
Revitalize China's rejuvenation,
Generations of canal people,
Spitting blood into the blood of the canal,
A canal that condenses flesh and blood into a copper and iron bottom.
The sons and daughters of the canal can,
Planting on such a beautiful canal beach:
Textile cotton, planting rice,
Harvesting wheat, trawling for fish,
Read Tang poetry in the morning and recite the lyrics at night.
Splash ink on rice paper, paint on porcelain,
Wandering in the rainy lane in the south of the Yangtze River,
Riding on the grassland in Saibei,
Entertain guests with wine,
Soak in fragrant tea for warmth,
Modern poems describing the canal 3. Love of the canal, love of the canal.
Grand Canal, Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal,
Unlike the Yangtze River and the Yellow River,
Surging, magnificent,
From west to east, straight to the sea.
The Grand Canal is always quiet,
The water waves are rolling and heading straight for the south of the Yangtze River.
Most rivers in the world,
Are naturally formed by the integration of mountains and rivers,
The power of the river can only be guided by the situation.
Only the Grand Canal was dug by hand,
Its purpose is to make it benefit the society,
Let it work hard.
Grand canal,
It is the only artificial river in the world.
The Grand Canal, which originated from the edge of our Jiangnan city,
You flow through the fields in our area.
You come from ancient times and have experienced many difficulties.
Today, you are young again.
Dress up with a lively personality,
Happy and bright new life!
Grand Canal, my mother river.
When I was a child, the sorghum on the canal site,
Barnyard grass raised me,
Today, the source of the Grand Canal,
Move towards a new life with a brand-new attitude.
There are many tall buildings, and the buildings are towering into the sky.
Tongzhou tower on the bank of the canal,
Standing for thousands of years,
Still watching, looking down, thinking and entrusting:
Cherish this land of outstanding people,
Protect this clear water,
It can attract tourists from all directions.
A huge forest park,
Flowers and trees are lush,
It is the canal water that moistens this area.
Warm and cool scenery,
Modern Poems about Canal 4 Canal
Canal, you are a leisurely ripple.
Simplicity on both sides of the strait
And the lush of the sui dynasty.
Still shaking in front of my eyes
The ancient canal is still elegant.
A cross-flow river.
Several willow branches were stained by time.
Tiredly around the soft ripples.
How many silent memories does the canal have?
Yellow-green water
It was a long sigh.
Thousands of miles away
It has become a legendary flower.
Today's prosperity and magic
Drift with the tide
Today's canal
Follow the years
Become a unified melody
That blue wave heart
Wrote a beautiful poem
Inherit the agreement of thousands of years
Reshape the definition of survival
Once the riverbed.
Recorded the past trade canoe gliding.
Thousands of years of long waves.
I have seen the rise and fall of several dynasties.
Wan Li urged long.
The history of a poem
Casting today's leisurely ripples