Praise the poems of chemical factory workers, recite poems! ! 50 points

The voice is dead.

The light didn't go out

I stood at the bottom of the pit.

Who gets out of the mud and doesn't get stained?

I'm covered in mud.

see

Water gun and mud pump

This is my weapon.

Spray wildly

sucks

There is only mud opposite me.

here

Here, the sun is not easy to understand

The river stinks and is boring.

Even if it occasionally becomes less smelly, or less smelly.

A huge blank appeared on the citizens' faces.

Especially when it's coming.

How hard the rich work.

Buy insurance, press the button and fly around.

Here, money, luck and strength are all useful.

It's no use complaining here.

The fence is too high, and it is full of filth and pain.

Every day, every day, the nerves are tense and collapse.

Flowers are planted in the center and around the square.

I don't know who to show it to.

Every day, every day, they need watering just like us.

Brother, at this time, I cheated on the train station window.

Second brother just pried open the door.

Third brother got married years ago and gave birth to a black child.

Fourth brother lost the last ten dollars in the brick house over there.

Brother Wu was kicked out by the security guard, far away.

This place curses them and spits on them.

How many months is Brother Liu's salary in arrears?

It's no use, sigh an honest man?

They drink at night ... there is no tomorrow.

The streets are getting wider and brighter.

Suits are getting cheaper and cheaper, including ties.

The supermarket is full of shelves.

In the dark corner where you turn away.

Good days are like a cold wind, chasing the wind of the poor

Big sister has to work 365 days a year.

Second sister doesn't cry, although she just broke her finger by a machine.

Third sister can read and write, so what?

Fourth sister is with a rich man, and her life is not bad.

Forget the youngest sister.

One is standing across the street, not knowing what to do.

The other one has long since disappeared.

It's just that the sun here is not so rude.

Between the dormitory building and the factory building

It's just that the rain and snow are not so cruel.

Between the ruins and the construction site

Someone keeps singing on TV.

Laugh, laugh, laugh, clap your hands.

Someone laughed along, which seemed very interesting. ...

We will live no matter what.

It is not surprising that it will be so cold this winter.

Like our hometown, abandoned

Endless land ...

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The voice is dead.

The light didn't go out

I stood at the bottom of the pit.

Who gets out of the mud and doesn't get stained?

I'm covered in mud.

see

Water gun and mud pump

This is my weapon.

Spray wildly

sucks

There is only mud opposite me.

here

Here, the sun is not easy to understand

The river stinks and is boring.

Even if it occasionally becomes less smelly, or less smelly.

A huge blank appeared on the citizens' faces.

Especially when it's coming.

How hard the rich work.

Buy insurance, press the button and fly around.

Here, money, luck and strength are all useful.

It's no use complaining here.

The fence is too high, and it is full of filth and pain.

Every day, every day, the nerves are tense and collapse.

Flowers are planted in the center and around the square.

I don't know who to show it to.

Every day, every day, they need watering just like us.

Brother, at this time, I cheated on the train station window.

Second brother just pried open the door.

Third brother got married years ago and gave birth to a black child.

Fourth brother lost the last ten dollars in the brick house over there.

Brother Wu was kicked out by the security guard, far away.

This place curses them and spits on them.

How many months is Brother Liu's salary in arrears?

It's no use, sigh an honest man?

They drink at night ... there is no tomorrow.

The streets are getting wider and brighter.

Suits are getting cheaper and cheaper, including ties.

The supermarket is full of shelves.

In the dark corner where you turn away.

Good days are like a cold wind, chasing the wind of the poor

Big sister has to work 365 days a year.

Second sister doesn't cry, although she just broke her finger by a machine.

Third sister can read and write, so what?

Fourth sister is with a rich man, and her life is not bad.

Forget the youngest sister.

One is standing across the street, not knowing what to do.

The other one has long since disappeared.

It's just that the sun here is not so rude.

Between the dormitory building and the factory building

It's just that the rain and snow are not so cruel.

Between the ruins and the construction site

Someone keeps singing on TV.

Laugh, laugh, laugh, clap your hands.

Someone laughed along, which seemed very interesting. ...

We will live no matter what.

It is not surprising that it will be so cold this winter.

Like our hometown, abandoned

Endless land ...