Write on square paper
After the workers
Orange overalls came in.
In the vast blue ocean
Flapping wings will never
Cross a rough voyage
The mountain became the wish of the sail.
The green trees no longer look down on you.
From the farmhouse in the distance
The smell of smoke from the kitchen chimney
The clouds obscured the mother's orders.
And my father's bottle of old wine.
Full of uncontrollable quotations.
Shake your shoulders like iron.
Tower core in floating dust
Structural steel tree
The root of the legendary island.
Make diplomas more valuable
Seeking knowledge to guide dreams.
The ark in the bible
Nurture truth in your hands.
The newspaper also said
worker
Follow in your footsteps
Let sweat soak and ferment.
Erect the backbone of a building
Write it neatly on your resume.
worker
Summary of a lifetime
Your resume
2. Is there a poem praising the chemical workers? Worker is my resume. After writing the workers on the square paper, the orange overalls entered the vast blue sea, and the flapping wings could never cross the voyage set by the waves. The mountain has become a sail, and the green trees no longer cover the call of overlooking your farmhouse. My mother's instructions and my father's bottle of old wine are all quotations that I can't help shaking. The iron tower structure with dust floating on the shoulders and the roots of steel trees will create legendary islands to enhance the buoyancy of diplomas. Please use knowledge to guide your dreams. The ark of the Covenant in the Bible will hatch in your hands. On real paper, the workers will follow your footsteps and let the sweat soak and ferment into the backbone of the building. Write your resume carefully in the resume book.
3. Praise the poetry recitation of chemical factory workers. The sound of poetry reading didn't stop the lights or extinguish the walls. I stood at the bottom of the pit. Who came out of the mud and didn't get it? I'm covered in mud. Look, the water gun and mud pump are my weapons. They spray wildly and suck desperately. There is only mud opposite me. The sun is not easy to understand here. The river stinks and it's boring. Even if it doesn't stink occasionally, or it doesn't stink that much, the citizens' faces are a huge blank, especially when they are face to face. How difficult it is for rich people to buy insurance? Press the button and fly around here. Money, luck and strength are all useful. Resentment is useless here. The fence is too high, full of dirt and pain. I feel nervous every day, and the grass in the center and around the square is full of flowers. I don't know who to show it to. Every day, they need watering just like us. At this time, I cheated at the train station window. My second brother just pried open someone else's door. Third brother got married years ago and gave birth to a black child. My fourth brother lost the last ten dollars in the brick house over there. My fifth brother was kicked out by the security guard and spat at them from a distance. How many months has Brother Liu's salary been in arrears (this is useless, an honest man who sighs)? They drink at night ... there is no tomorrow, the streets are getting wider and brighter, the suits are getting cheaper and cheaper, and there is also despair. The supermarket is full of shelves, but in a dark corner, a good day is like a cold wind. The hot pursuit wind will work for 365 days a year, and the second sister won't cry. Although she has just been run over by a machine, Third Sister can read and write. So what? The fourth sister followed a rich man, and the youngest sister's life was not bad. Let's not talk about it. One is standing across the street, and she doesn't know what to do. The other one has long since disappeared. Here, only Sun is not so rude. Between the dormitory and the factory building, only rain and snow are not so cruel. Between the ruins and the construction site, some people sang songs on TV, kept laughing, laughing and laughing, and others clapped their hands and laughed. It seems interesting ... but we have to live anyway. It is not surprising that this winter will be so cold, just like our hometown, the endless abandoned land ...] The sound is silent, the lights are not extinguished, and the walls stand. I stood at the bottom of the pit. Who came out of the mud and didn't get it? I'm covered in mud. Look, the water gun and mud pump are my weapons. My life is crazy. There is only mud opposite me. The sun is not easy to understand This river stinks And it's boring, even if it doesn't stink once in a while, or it doesn't stink that much. Citizens' faces are blank, especially when they face each other. Rich people try their best to buy insurance and fly around here by pressing the button. Money, luck and strength are all useful. It's no use complaining here. The fence is too high, it is full of filth and pain. I feel nervous every day, and the grass in the center and around the square is full of flowers. I don't know who to show it to. Just like us, we need to sprinkle water. At this time, we cheated at the window of the train station. Second brother just pried open his 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 and spat at them from a distance. Brother Liu's salary has been in arrears for several months (this is useless, an honest man who sighs)? They drink at night ... there is no tomorrow, the streets are getting wider and brighter, the suits are getting cheaper and cheaper, and there is also despair. The supermarket is full of shelves, but in a dark corner, a good day is like a cold wind. The hot pursuit wind will work for 365 days a year, and the second sister won't cry. Although she has just been run over by a machine, Third Sister can read and write. So what? The fourth sister followed a rich man, and the youngest sister's life was not bad. Let's not talk about it. One is standing across the street, and she doesn't know what to do. The other one is long gone. Here, only Sun is not so rude. Between the dormitory and the factory building, only rain and snow are not so cruel. Between the ruins and the construction site, someone is singing on TV, laughing, laughing and clapping, which seems funny ... anyway, we must live. Not surprisingly, it will be very cold this winter.
4. Articles praising the hard work of chemical workers. The workers praised the song.
Peach blossoms, green fields and golden rape blossoms are endless. Farmers, you bought our delicious food with strong arms, and you watered our bodies with sweat.
The splash of steel flowers and the roar of machine tools have left no trace of the original buildings. Workers, you dragged up our lives with that solid arm. You have brought us convenience with your solid work.
When you sit in a car and enjoy personal mobility, when you sit in a bus and enjoy public welfare, when you sit in a long-distance ship and enjoy a chic journey, when you fly into the blue sky and make the world smaller, you can know the beauty of labor.
When you walk into restaurants, shops and bustling business districts, you know that the service is hard. Do you still stand like that after standing on your legs all day?
When you enter the school, you can see the flash of knowledge, you can hear the communication between books and people, you can smell the sweat of teachers, and the work of knowledge becomes greater.
When you integrate everything into society, everything around you is given by ordinary labor.
Life is so beautiful, human beings are so progressive, everything comes from our efforts and ordinary work, and it is so silent.
Every time I go to work in the morning, I can't help but exclaim when I look at the tall buildings where the wisdom and sweat of construction workers are condensed. In every corner of the city, it seems that there are construction workers working silently in the front line.
They wear ordinary clothes, simple and honest. Most of them come from all parts of the motherland. When the family reunites, they have already started packing simple luggage, leaving their hometown and coming to the construction site with the entrustment of their parents and the expectation of their wives and children. From then on, they began a tense, busy and hard new year.
Occasionally, I looked up, and on the scaffolding tens of meters high, their figures seemed to fly in mid-air, and I could only vaguely see colorful helmets dancing. This is their hard work. Every construction site can see their hard work, which is their due diligence and love for the construction industry.
Occasionally, in a public telephone booth, I saw them calling out for their families. A greeting word represents that they miss their families and tell a happy story about their life on the construction site. They hope that their families can feel at ease and don't have to worry too much about working outside.
Occasionally, there is only their answer on the other end of the phone. I think it's because they are listening to their families describe their life at home. I think this may be because their families are telling them that everything is fine at home and making them feel at home. Although it may be some simple greetings and some short chats, it is their happiest thing to call home often and hear the voices of their families. This is a concern between them and their wife and children.
Although some people look down on them for various reasons, they will not be despised because of their beautiful and spectacular high-rise buildings without their hard work all year round. They deserve our respect and are the loveliest people on our construction site.
Although most of them have no higher education, they also have the pursuit of a better life in the future. Today, I also sincerely wish their lives better and better! I don't know how to describe and praise them. I only know that without their efforts, we wouldn't have a comfortable life.
It is very hot in summer, which makes people sweat and upset. This is the characteristic of summer. If it's cold and rainy all the time, it's a bit abnormal. However, when the temperature in the city where we live and work exceeds 40 degrees, and we feel sweaty when sitting in an air-conditioned room drinking pure water or drinks, should we also think about how those construction workers who still insist on working at high altitude work! There is no air conditioner or fan in their work place, only the hot sun licks their dark skin mercilessly, and the occasional natural wind brings them coolness; They have no pure water, only boiled water that may be evaporated by the sun at any time to supplement the lack of water in their bodies; There are no comfortable tables and chairs in their workplaces, only steel bars, bricks and concrete; They live in shacks or newly-built frame buildings; ..... However, when we really approach the lives of those construction workers, we will be surprised to find that they are not impetuous, but open-minded and optimistic in such a hot working environment!
5. Poetry praising the green chemical industry, because they are hardworking gardeners.
Yes-a beautician in the city.
They are beautiful messengers in the sun.
If we sing a song.
Then-I'll sing a song, the gardener's song.
Because they comb the lawn by hand.
Water the flowers with sweat
They are pioneers of a better life.
Why do tourists shuttle on the Hutu wall today?
Why is Hutubi laughing and singing now?
Western regions, a small town in the north.
Why does it attract countless guests?
In addition to the beautiful landscape created by nature.
And those hand-painted and pleasing scenery.
Look, the yellow one is elm.
Purple is purple plum.
The red one is Ling Xiao, and the green one is peace.
Clusters of blooming Chinese rose flowers
Is it a flower, a leaf or a fire?
Beautiful scenery stretches everywhere.
Poetic, poetic?
The sun is full of green grass.
Colorful, birds fly by.
The shadows of trees are swaying in the moonlight,
Flowers and plants are fragrant and tourists are like boats.
Who makes us feel peaceful?
Who makes us happy?
We asked the grass
Ask the tree, ask the flower.
The grass is silent, the tree is silent, and the flower is silent.
We looked out in the sun.
who is it? -Under the scorching sun
Endure the heat and water the green with sweat.
We asked in the moonlight, who is it-
Take care of flowers and plants and repair water pipes.
Working day and night in the storm
who is it? It is an eagle.
Try to spread your wings?
The strong wind will blow down the trees.
But it has been scraping the gardener's bones.
The downpour will destroy the flowers.
It can't destroy the physique of landscape workers.
They are tanned and have no complaints.
Because the earth is painted green.
They lost weight and have no regrets.
Because the barren land has become so rich
They can turn decay into magic.
Turn desolation into prosperity
They are very skilled.
Draw a blank sheet of paper with the latest and most beautiful colors.
They are skilled craftsmen.
One morning, I went for a walk.
I met an elder in Century Park.
The collision of the local accent evoked his inner story.
I lived here twenty years ago.
at that time
People only pay attention to development, but ignore the construction of the environment.
A beautiful city is full of rubbish.
Sewage poured out muddy canal water.
Who did you tell when you sobbed?
Dye the beach, anger is hard to calm, and give me my true colors.
The autumn wind rolls boundless fallen leaves.
How many people became passers-by in this hurry?
Well, that's it.
I trace back to that old town.
My heart is full of loss.
But I firmly believe that development and civilization can never be separated.
If it is a pearl, it will shine.
Faced with this situation, I want to speak out loud.
6. Describe the poem "The Oil Man" and describe the elegance of the oil man.
You soar in the blue sky like an eagle, and you gallop on the grassland like a fine horse;
You praise the footprints of entrepreneurs with gold trophies;
Musicians put youth into music, writers put life into poetry;
But you used your youth and life to write the most magnificent poems of the oil man;
The towering drilling rig is an oil man, exploring the clank of iron;
Paipai kowtow machine is an oil man, continuing to write the heroic feelings of the century-old oilfield;
Praise you-selfless oil man, praise you-diligent explorer!
If life is a touch of green in the sky, then you are a red leaf among the green trees. The blood and sweat of the oil man shed silver light, and the love and affection of the oil man sowed oil flowers; Love and dedication is your most loyal commitment, and selfless dedication is your most affectionate battle song; Let the eagle fly on the vast sky blue; Let the horse gallop on the boundless grassland! Let the oil sea decorate our great motherland and the most beautiful mountains and rivers!
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Wang Jinxi, a model of the iron man spirit of the older generation, led the first generation of oil people to carry forward the fighting spirit of "I would rather live less than 20 years, but also try my best to win a big oil field", overcame many difficulties unimaginable to ordinary people, remembered the victory of the oil conference and wrote a magnificent epic of the new China oil industry. Wang Qimin, the representative of the second generation of Iron Man Spirit, boldly innovated in the face of backward oilfield technology in China, broke the exploitation mode widely adopted at home and abroad, and created a new road of water injection development in China, which provided a guarantee for high and stable production in Daqing Oilfield. Li Xinmin, the new inheritor of Daqing Iron Man Spirit. In the new historical period, 1205 drilling team has made new contributions to the development of Daqing Oilfield with advanced drilling technology as the guide.