Three Modern Poems Celebrating Labor Day

1, the song of laborers:

A group of people shouted slogans;

Walking through the streets on the other side of the ocean with fists;

Deduct the clothing of May Day every year;

The rights and interests of the most glorious workers must be respected;

May Day is a holiday for workers all over the world.

This day condensed the storm of history;

This day continued the story of labor;

This day is a red flag flying;

The banner of labor inspires people to move forward;

Labor is the motive force of historical progress;

From ancient times to the present, from east to west, from south to north.

2. Workers:

You are not good at preaching;

Born for work;

Itching all over without labor;

Even sleep is not stable;

You know best;

Labor creates everything;

Jinshan Yinshan;

It is the crystallization of sweat;

Callus on your hand;

In exchange for tomorrow's sun;

Fragrant fields and fruits;

Steel flowers splash coal waves;

Wrinkles on the face;

Memories engraved with years;

Bitter, sweet and sour;

Become nectar;

Your eyes;

Hidden wisdom and cleverness;

Step on all difficulties;

Hold your head high and be a hero;

You are the creator;

Discredit the glory of history;

Famous mountains and Lishui all fear you;

The songs of laborers are rippling in my ears.

3. May Day Fantasy:

Standing on the head of Red May;

I think of twenty-one years ago;

Date of reporting for work;

The cool breeze blows gently and the branches sway;

What dripped down was;

Broken gold everywhere, colorful;

On the silent land;

Suddenly;

Have my happy songs to sing;

Echo in parents' hearts;

Echo between blue sky and white clouds;

Sunshine, rain and spring breeze;

These milk that fed me to grow up;

Baiyutan, Dongting Lake and Yuanshui River;

These educations made me go to a mature place;

There is also the story of turning north;

Always engraved in my heart;

Step into the hall of learning again;

With the persistent pursuit of an ordinary water conservancy worker;

With a strong desire to build a beautiful home;

Winter has come to spring sowing, summer harvest and autumn harvest;

The fruitful results of three years of life;

Greatly enriched my life;

And now;

Standing on the threshold of the year of no doubt;

Sincerely feel;

The joy of labor;

Song of labor;

Let poetry fill the earth;

Ren touched the picture;

Song of labor;

Sing forever.