Song of tricycle modern poetry

Shuttle through the streets

Busy in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Grasp the direction of progress with both hands.

Kick out your strength and forge ahead on your feet

Sunny days are covered with ash.

The rainy day is covered with mud.

You can't share the warm sunshine in spring.

The high temperature in summer soaked your clothes.

The fruit of autumn has nothing to do with you.

The wind and frost in winter are deeply engraved on your face.

trishaw/tricycle/pedicab

You always show up when it is inconvenient for us.

You always spread the warmth of the world.

You are a 4050 laid-off worker.

The livelihood of the whole family

Right under your feet.

You always have no regrets.

The supercilious look of a boring villain

You turn a blind eye

Traffic Police and Urban Management

You are embarrassed everywhere.

Safety of tourists

Always makes you nervous.

You wait hard for every guest.

Let us go quietly.

Send it where you want to go.

Early in the morning,

You set off through the mist.

late night

You dragged your tired body home.

You won't fall behind in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

blowing and raining

Even reluctant to rest.

Although I am tired all the year round.

Accumulated injuries

You must do it for yourself and your family.

Dedicate silently in the cold wind

Tricycle driver

Your income is meager.

But helping others.

You sweat a lot.

But it brings us convenience.

The ringing of the bell not only brings us happiness.

It is also the expectation of our trip.

You are an important supplement to urban transportation.

It is also a beautiful landscape of the city.