Help write a poem about urban construction, it needs about 500 words in the evening, urgent ~! Don't copy!

Glory messenger of the city

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I saw the dense crowd in the city.

Those who work hard are the people we love most.

The courier is flying on a bicycle.

The water bearer sang "Two Butterflies" on the tricycle.

Construction workers are sweating like rain.

……

They are the glorious messengers of this city.

Pay unlimited labor and hardship for this city.

I gradually heard a voice:

Labor is glorious, and serving the people is noble.

It comes from our hearts.

The soul of the white man

Arctic county

The most beautiful cleaner.

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You wake the morning glow,

It is you who make this city beautiful.

Are you tired from work?

Are you lonely with a broom?

Dust, fallen leaves, dustbins

Is this your favorite time?

Is sandstorm the first spring breeze you touch?

The last rainstorm before the autumn leaves fly?

How much snow did you drive away in the cold weather?

I asked about the blue concrete,

It is most willing to be close to your busy rubber shoes.

I asked Xiao Bai about the advertisement,

Its companion has been injured at your hands.

In hot and cold summer,

You should stick to the target.

This city needs you!

Arctic county

"43 degrees 5"-traffic police and coordination

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Burning city

You use cold sunglasses to cool down

The roads here are very crowded.

You wave your hand.

Serious language

Let vehicles, such as running water, flow freely.

It's 43 degrees centigrade.

The air you are in close contact with.

Sweat dripped on the road.

Instantaneous sublimation

You are expressionless this summer.

Like a tree of nature

Waiting for the asphalt road that is easy to stagnate.

Arctic county

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