Poetry on chemical engineering 1. Poetry related to chemistry
Song of chemistry
Zhou Qifeng, president of Peking University.
(lyrical and ethereal)
Singing scene
What is chemistry? Chemistry is you. What is chemistry? Chemistry is me.
Why is chemistry suitable for you? Why is chemistry mine?
Why is chemistry suitable for you? Why is chemistry mine?
(jumping briskly)
1) Your parents gave birth to you and I Lalala, which is the result of a chemical process. Your digestive system is the place where chemical processes take place.
Memory and thinking activities are described by chemical processes as well.
Your joys and sorrows are also chemical, and so are chemicals (chorus is very extensive)
Chemistry, you used to be so amazing (awesome)
Oh, chemistry. No wonder you can't help it.
Oh, Four Seas Brothers, let's work together.
Oh, try to make waves for human ships (end: try to make waves)
Peking University Divine Comedy "Chemistry is You"
2) You, me, you and I all want to be warm and beautiful. Lalala Chemical provides clothes, elegant clothes.
You, me, you and I should eat and drink well. Lalala chemistry provides a lot of nutrition.
You and I want to fly in the sky, explore geochemistry to provide power, geometric chemistry to provide power, geometry to provide power, and geometry to transform into power.
Even if you and I are physically and mentally healthy, it is also the password unlocking of chemistry, and chemistry is also the password unlocking of life.
(The chorus is broad)
Chemistry, you used to be so amazing (awesome)
Oh, chemistry. No wonder you can't help it.
Oh, Four Seas Brothers, let's work together.
Oh, try to make waves for human ships (end: try to make waves)
2. Five chemical poems
The deep mountain was dug out by hammer, and calcium carbonate was decomposed.
When the fire started, it was idle. ——CaCO3====CaO
I'm not afraid of being smashed to pieces. -Cao+H2O = = Ca (OH) 2
Leave your innocence in the world. ——Ca(OH)2+CO2===CaCO3↓+H2O
Du Fu's guest followers:
The guests came from there, but I left my spring guest beads. There are words hidden in the beads, so you can't tell a book apart. In order to meet the needs of the public, I kept silent for a long time. Open your eyes and turn into blood, mourning for the absence of this sign.
According to this poem, a guest from the south gave the poet a pearl with a pattern on it. The poet kept it in a box. After a long time, he opened the box and found it. The pearl disappeared, leaving only some red liquid. Pearl is formed by agglutination of secretions produced by stimulation of the mantle of pearl oyster. Its main components are calcium carbonate and a small amount of inorganic substances. Du Fu's bedroom was wet by rain, and the bamboo box was wet, which reacted with water and carbon dioxide: CaCO3+H2O+CO2==Ca(HCO3)2, and became a red liquid.
Du Mu's farewell:
Affectionate is always ruthless, but you can't laugh until you feel it. The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning.
The composition of candles is paraffin wax, which belongs to solid hydrocarbons and has a low melting point. Can be burned in the air, and the reaction releases heat to melt the candle.
3. Poems praising chemical workers
Worker is my resume.
Write on square paper
After the workers
Orange overalls came in.
In the vast blue ocean
Flapping wings will never
Cross a rough voyage
The mountain became the wish of the sail.
The green trees no longer look down on you.
From the farmhouse in the distance
The smell of smoke from the kitchen chimney
The clouds obscured the mother's orders.
And my father's bottle of old wine.
Full of uncontrollable quotations.
Shake your shoulders like iron.
Tower core in floating dust
Structural steel tree
The root of the legendary island.
Make diplomas more valuable
Seeking knowledge to guide dreams.
The ark in the bible
Incubate the truth in your hands
The newspaper also said
worker
Follow in your footsteps
Let sweat soak and ferment.
Erect the backbone of a building
Write it neatly on your resume.
worker
Summary of a lifetime
Your resume
4. Are there any poems praising chemical workers?
Worker is my resume. After writing the workers on the square paper, the orange overalls walked into the vast blue sea, and the flapping wings could not cross the voyage set by the waves. The mountain has become a sail, and the green trees no longer cover the call of overlooking your farmhouse. My mother's orders are constantly being covered, and my father's bottle of old wine is full of uncontrollable quotations. Shake your shoulders like iron, and the steel tree of the tower structure floats in your heart. The fundamental reason is that the legendary island enhances the buoyancy of the diploma. Please use knowledge to guide your dreams. The ark in the Bible hatches in your hands. On the real paper, it still says that the workers follow your footsteps, let the sweat soak and ferment into the backbone of the building, and write your resume neatly on the resume book.
5. Who can write poems about chemical plants?
"The sky of the chemical plant" The white fish disappeared in the sky.
He lacked imagination, put on a rusty coat and continued to oxidize before the steel bracket and pipeline penetrated the sky. The long thought that it was cold inside the iron, and white clouds drifted out of the steel pipe and were absent-minded.
Will never stop. Every detail is perfect, and C major is harmonious and shocking. If it is the first time to walk into the blood vessels of steel, it will surge and get out of control.
But it will also be excited by the cold metal to produce more high notes. A whole is full of wonderful things, and at the same time, it will remain solidified, continue, fully digest and run in, and create a solid quality.
Before "oil" has no edges and corners, everything is chaotic. Black blood is hidden in the depths of darkness, leaving a black mark after a big event.
The earth once lost its quiet soul (people who lived in the era of great glaciers or dinosaurs slept here), such as increasingly sparse teeth, and clenched those iron pipes to nourish the earth's chapped lips. Black eyes under the white headscarf are staring at the robbery sadly, and the blood is being sucked dry by the robbers. After years of two wars in Iraq, there is still black blood in the Gulf.
Before the black oath, I was used to long and lonely blank sentences and a history that looked like a specimen. There is no echo, everything is as quiet as black blood, black blood! That's the blood of Mother Earth! The black oath made by Iron Man "would rather live less than 20 years, but also desperately win the big oil field!" "Still on the open grass, devouring the open space with hurricanes. Those rich people in the back! How many people really remember the temperature of Iron Man's flesh and blood after the noise and excitement only turned him into a red symbol and formatted language? April 29th, 60, before I was born. On April 29th, 2006, I stood in the Iron Man Memorial Hall, sobbing.
Where the moon rises, the girl with a white scarf is growing up slowly, but she still doesn't know her beauty. Her face is reflected in the lotus lake, and the fish and birds are intoxicated. Her tall brother was busy studying high technology, and their father left the most precious legacy: the iron man spirit. If the Monologue of Liquid Oxygen Tank at Summer Noon is changed only for the deep cold, it will be replaced by another face. Not only will it become a different kind of meditation, but my heart is also full of light blue tears, which will never change and will never change.
The flexible plate of steel pipeline overlooks the earth. This is a grand movement, black blood is surging, and passion is brewing greater power.
This grand movement has no trombone, piccolo and violin, nor is it sharp and loud. They are heavy and endless. There is no spark in the Bronze Hand of Thinking.
The coppersmith began to think hard this afternoon. The forehead climbs up the philosophical essay, and the chin gives birth to the depth of the spiral.
If I keep opening and closing and biting different steel, it must be patience and suffering that no one knows. If you say these are all imaginary pains, you will never know that a copper wrench also has moments of meditation.
As soon as the young conductor enters the factory gate, there are towering cooling towers, huge molecular sieves and storage tanks in the rectification tower. Just like horns, oboes and drums in a symphony.
Those assembly lines that constantly correct mistakes are wandering big violins, and those roars just keep moving. The young conductor, an enthusiastic young man, has a cool head and uses a screwdriver instead of a baton, listening and surging enthusiastically in front of a huge musical instrument.
The daily repetition and repetition of "happy verbosity" is like the daily movement and roar of the surging river, the daily harvest and production of the sun and the moon, the establishment and breaking of the watch in the wheat field, the philosophical thinking of the daily order and rules, the beginning and disappearance of the quiet wooden bell, and the ringing of the "happy verbosity" of independent notes in this chemical factory. They are the screws, nails and washers of the whole movement. Fish after work Suppose that the cyclist walking on the road is a "fish" swimming on the road. The door to work opened: a large group of fish swam home to cook and enjoy themselves.