Modern poems praising labor are not only related to people's health and wisdom, but also to people's happiness and beauty. Labor enriches our life, trains and cultivates our human beings, and poetry is a literary genre that expresses feelings and wishes. So what are the modern poems praising labor?
A modern poem praising labor 1 Enter May.
Open the red poem.
The person I want to praise most is you-
Hard-working person
You are a strong man who decorated the magnificent mountains and rivers.
You are a master of depicting a beautiful life.
You are the source of my poetry.
I praise you, laborer.
You use a pair of big calloused hands
Turn stone into a torrent of steel
Reclaim the desert into a million hectares of grain fields
You have made great efforts to send Chang 'e to the moon.
Let the "Tiangong" roam the blue sky.
A Chinese dream that has been flying for thousands of years.
I sing about you, laborer.
You have overcome many technical difficulties.
Let the people of China hold their heads high-
Supercomputing wins the world championship
Domestic aircraft carriers ride the wind and waves and ride the ocean.
Challenge deep-sea exploration, dare to ask the world, who is it?
Quantum communication is my exclusive in the world.
I worship you, laborer.
All the wealth in the world
It is all your hard work and sweat.
Although you may not be the owner of wealth.
Although you belong to the lower middle class.
But you, hard work and tears.
Won the prosperity of the whole society.
Ah! worker
No one can live without you in this world.
Only by working can we constantly improve ourselves.
Only by working can we be rich and prosperous.
I want to pick a bunch of May flowers.
Sing a touching song for you-
Lovely and respectable worker
Modern Poetry on Labor Day II
Our simple wish
It is endless labor.
It is to make labor a virtue and a craft.
hand down from generation to generation
When the sun comes out, go to work in the fields.
Rest at sunset
This goes deep into the tradition and habit of bone marrow.
As pure as a father's face.
This is irresistible.
Day after day
year after year
We held the field carefully in our hands.
On the heart
In the countryside, in four songs,
Labor is the only way for us to mature.
Now happiness begins with simple labor.
From all angles of the fields and the countryside
Surround us from all directions.
Love work
Our tired bodies are pure.
Inner peace
Modern Poetry on Labor Day
Laborers,
You know from the bottom of your heart,
It is labor that creates everything.
Jinshan Yinshan and thousands of worlds,
Everything is for labor. Great.
Laborers,
You use the calluses on your hands,
For the sun tomorrow,
In order to exchange the fragrance of fruits and vegetables in the field,
In return, steel flowers splashed and coal waves rolled.
Laborers,
The wrinkles on your face,
Engraved with memories of the years,
With the ups and downs of childbirth,
Create a nectar that leads to happiness.
Laborers,
Your eyes,
Hidden wisdom and cleverness,
Stepping on all difficulties,
You stand tall and show infinite scenery.
Laborers,
You are a pioneer,
You have created the glory of history,
Famous mountains and beautiful waters are in your hands,
The songs of laborers always ring in my ears.
Modern poems on labor day iv
A group of people shouted slogans.
Cross the streets of the ocean with fists in hand.
May Day clothing is deducted every year.
The rights and interests of the most glorious workers must be respected.
May Day is a holiday for workers all over the world.
This day condensed the storm of history.
This day continued the story of labor.
It was a burning red flag flying.
The banner of labor inspires people to move forward.
Labor is the driving force of historical progress.
From ancient times to the present, from east to west, from south to north
Modern poems praising labor 2 This is a scene of labor.
Rolling traffic
It's really busy to transport goods
I am writing a poem.
Be hot and excited inside
create wealth
Create a comfortable environment
Everyone has a goal.
Building a Great Chinese Dream
Modern poetry praising labor II
Give full play to everyone's positive energy.
Listen to the rumble of the locomotive.
roared past
Look at the farmers shouting their songs.
Farming production
The farmer brothers are in the hut.
Send fruits and vegetables.
Water of hard work and sweat
Cleaners are beautifiers of the city.
Make the streets clean.
This is a modern city.
forest of high-rises
Clean street
Lush trees
Market prosperity
Continuous traffic flow
Listen to the voice of nature.
Vague human voice
It contains people's expectations.
Looking forward to the spring breeze.
Looking forward to the hot summer.
Looking forward to the autumn harvest
Look forward to a wonderful year.
Think in one place
Push hard to one place.
Build a beautiful home
The world smiles at people.
Life is thriving.
Labor creates a better future.
Labor promotes friendship.
Let's unite and make progress together.
Labor is the most glorious.
Laborers are the most beautiful people.
enjoy life
Cherish life
Devote oneself enthusiastically.
Invest in work and life
After delivery
You can enjoy life
Rest at ease
Ok, let's work together.
Modern poetry praising labor 3
I don't want to be anonymous.
My name is laborer.
I polish my eyes with sweat.
Wipe the soul with meditation
Don't complain that the April wind won't come until May.
It is mine. It will come sooner or later.
My flowers will bloom in all seasons.
I am not a speck of dust
It's an ugly stone that is a little hard at the foot of the mountain.
You won't know what's in your heart until you pry it open.
I am lucky that everything is safe.
But afraid of misfortune, everything is mediocre
Why do I cherish the broken time
Because I lost the time box.
Now we must clean up the mess and repair the rest of our lives.
Whenever my inspiration dries up like an abandoned well
Like a cracked land after a long drought.
My heart will burn my sleep all night.
I don't want to ask for forgiveness anymore.
No longer use ignorance as a shield.
Shape yourself with the sharp edge of the exam
As a laborer,
I'm looking forward to the full moon, but I'm afraid of it.
I am both looking forward to and afraid of the New Year.
I look forward to the dawn at night, and I am afraid of the night when it dawns.
Workers can't live without culture.
Culture makes the crystallization of sweat blossom into poetry.
Modern poetry praising labor 4
Labor Day is a workers' day.
Labor is a special pleasure.
Labor is as bright as colorful light,
Labor has created a thousand kinds of happiness,
Labor makes the machine turn quickly,
Labor makes everything carry the world,
Labor sings a hymn for the festival.
No matter what position you insist on,
How common the position is,
All work creates a new life.
Labor is the foundation of career,
Labor can be reborn.
Labor is the eternal melody of human beings,
Labor is the song of hard-working mind.
The workers are ordinary and great,
Ordinary greatness is broader.
Only by happily investing in study and labor,
Life will enjoy real happiness!
Modern poetry praising labor 5
Labor is an old song.
Labor is a beautiful picture.
Labor creates the sun of history.
The spring breeze of labor and the glory of Kyushu
Praise labor
Sing loudly and enthusiastically.
Praise labor
The workers' birthdays feel charming and exciting.
Praise labor
I hope the red sun warms my heart during the day.
Looking forward to Bai Yue at night, holding hands and thinking.
Praise labor
They are busy looking at the sky to kill time.
Spread your wings and make progress.
Praise labor, praise workers.
Working day and night is quiet for a long time.
Modern poetry praising labor 6
Returning from Yuan Ye with a spade.
The hot sun evaporated all the energy in the body.
I am as tired as a dead leaf.
Landing calmly
I can't drink another mouthful of elegant green tea.
Erase the length of alleys in famous paintings
After coming back from work, I lie on my back on the ridge of the field.
Stretch your curled bones and muscles.
I quietly woke Chang, who was resting in Shan Hai Jing.
Why does it look like a big one?
Look at these buildings, like the eyes of farmers.
They are most qualified to read van Gogh.
Tears dripping on the canvas
I will cherish every grain of rice when I come back from work.
Every common vegetable
I want to tell the fledgling children.
If you want to fly higher in the blue sky
Please set foot on this rich land first.
It will tell you frankly, outside the book.
Can't find a remedy.
Modern poetry praises labor 3 1 and loves labor;
Our simple wish is endless labor, that is, to make labor a virtue and craft, passed down from generation to generation. Working at sunrise and resting at sunset, this tradition and habit that goes deep into the bone marrow, is as irresistible as my father's face.
Day after day, year after year, we carefully hold the fields in our hands and take them to heart.
In the countryside, in the four ballads, labor is the only way for us to mature. Nowadays, happiness is starting from simple labor and surrounding us from all angles of fields and villages.
2. Ode to the May Day:
Spring breeze and spring rain swept through Yuan Ye, and a long layer of green was awakened. 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 wire, sang accompaniment songs for the workers in the vast sand sea in loneliness.
The barren Gobi is full of vitality because of their existence.
In order to make the small town on the edge of the desert have a bright night, and for thousands of workers in Qian Qian to use electricity safely and continuously to build the motherland, we electric workers have returned to the moonlight since the fifth watch.
From barren land to noisy streets, from overhead lines to underground cables, carefully check every corner to prevent every hidden danger from slipping away ... this is the true hymn of the Messenger of Light for his Workers' Day!
3. Golden Dance:
Under the protection of labor, my body, under the slap of the sun, rises and falls like gratitude.
There is the sound of metal, and there is the sound of friction between metal and soil. This attractive voice has been hovering over this land, which makes us feel the taste of the land more deeply.
Work! Let us pour out silently like sweat, and beat the metal like feathers.
We live for labor, take off our scales and infiltrate into the soil with the rain. In a mature season of golden dance, our fragrance is overflowing and our branches are hanging high.
4. The song of labor:
Standing on the head of Red May, go deep into the workers and feel the jumping notes in the sun.
Accidentally dripping down and touching the silent fruit forest. On the silent land, the loud song of labor suddenly sounded, echoing in the hearts of hundreds of millions of workers and between the blue sky and white clouds.
In the morning, trees and birds were knocked down and hung red, so I couldn't help it. Sunshine, rain and dew and spring breeze push the flowers of civilization to the city, and the fruits of labor to the countryside.
The beautiful scenery is full of eyes, singing the song of labor happily under the fluttering notes.