Modern spring poetry in the sound of music

It was extremely noisy and improvised

A group of people entered the empty room

The sound of banging came one after another

The rhythm was full of poetry

The trailing team is even more magical

Shocking the silence with electric music

Infinite vitality in the thrilling material

The sound of the chainsaw is like thunder

The wooden board is dripping with sad tears

The flying wheels are sonorous and powerful

Is this the passion of love

or the ending of hate

Not to be outdone, the electric planer is even more cruel

The wood chips are so frightened that they hide underneath

The tree is far away

Preface to the strong voice of life

Generations never stop

The spirit is a flower that blooms

Blooms in the depths of prosperity

It is unique in its coquettishness and ingenuity

Dedication and gratitude are like twin sisters

The confidence of the air pump is surprisingly moving

It buzzes one after another

Inspiring the nail gun to blast out

This is a tacit understanding of a perfect union

The results are so great that they are invincible

No matter how smooth the road is, there will be bumps

No matter how broken the home is We also need strength to support us

No matter how hard the storm is, we will never be absent

A team of decoration workers are brave and diligent

Social development has made them put the word "peasant" in their ears

They are workers and the spreaders of spring

The skills are in them

Performed to the fullest

Electric appliances are their musical instruments< /p>

They are performers who play hard

Dress up life and dress up every home

Let their musical instruments be like suona

Calling Sublimation of warmth

Let them themselves

be as happy as blossoming honeysuckle