Modern poetry describing the city.

Botanical gardens and rivers in cities are relatively more natural. Cities, cities, beautiful cities. I want to resurrect the Tang poetry in the modern era and praise you with Tang poetry: I went to town yesterday and returned to a city full of greenery ... this city is full of poetry. That's not enough. I want to be a lark at sunrise and a nightingale at sunset-do you see it? That's me. I'm flying and singing about cities around the clock: cities, cities, cities that enrich the earth, cities that make life better, cities built according to the standards of beauty, cities, cities behind cities, cities, our cities, cities, I want to praise you, I want to praise you, cities, I want to praise you. I also want to dedicate myself to you. I know you are waiting for someone to lay bricks. I'm sure you need me. I also know that there are corners everywhere, including you. But I don't want others to say that I just want to show you the red sun in my heart, pave the way for you between yesterday and today, and build a golden bridge between reality and ideal. Ah! How noble a teacher's profession is. ! At all times, no one's growth is saturated with the teacher's hard work! What creation in the north and south does not include the teacher's hard work! Whenever I see the rapid progress of the times, my heart is full of emotional waves: hello, teacher! Shape talents with truth and wisdom, and let spring and sunrise shine on the soul. Ah! What a wonderful career a teacher is! The pen tip is flying, which is the ideal silk thread quietly woven by spring silkworm; Laughing and laughing is the dew gently sprinkled on the strong new seedlings. Whenever I see flowers blooming happily, I can't help but sincerely wish: Hello, teacher!