Poetry praising labor

Poems praising laborers are as follows:

1, "laborer" Spring breeze and spring rain swept through Yuan Ye, and a long layer of green began. The high iron tower and the layers of distribution network are busy scenes for line maintenance workers.

The wind, with warm hands playing cheerful music on the wires, sings accompaniment songs for the lonely workers in the vast sand sea, and the deserted Gobi is full of vitality because of their existence.

In order to make the small town near the desert have a bright night, and for tens of millions of laborers to use electric energy safely and continuously to build the motherland, our electric workers will return to the moonlit war and sandstorm, patrol the lines, repair and eliminate defects, and carefully check every corner from overhead lines to underground cables, so as not to let every hidden danger slip away from their eyes. This is light.

2. "Ode to Labor Day" When the pupils of the city find a high magnificence, this ancient square noun is elongated by injecting hormones, and the song of labor that grows and crawls uncontrollably climbs to the top of the station, climbs the flying object, climbs the solar system, and is submerged in fantasy. I think of the Garden of Eden, naked with a leaf.

When I was a child, I always thought: Why are there so many roads scattered in the river like fishing nets? Who raised them and let many cars pass by them? Today, I found you on the side of the road, sending away the car with arrogant eyes and scattering gravel on the road. Now, I see, you are the small stones that have paved a wide and long road!

4. "Labor Day" Labor Day is a holiday for workers, and labor is a special kind of happiness. Labor is as bright as colorful light, it creates thousands of kinds of fun, it makes the machine rotate rapidly, it makes everything carry the world, and it sings praises for festivals. No matter what position you stick to, no matter how ordinary, labor creates a new life.

Labor is the foundation of the cause, and labor can be reborn. Labor is the eternal melody of human beings, and labor is the soul song of hardworking people. Workers are ordinary and great, and ordinary and great are more extensive. Only when you study and work happily can you enjoy real happiness in life!

5. "Laborers" We want to change the world. We are tired of futile efforts and only pay for life, so we never have time to think. We want to smell the flowers, we want to bask in the sun, and we believe that God only allows eight-hour working days. We gathered our teams from the docks, workshops and workshops, striving for eight hours of work, eight hours of rest and eight hours for ourselves!