Poems praising women

When you are sad, you will be comforted.

When you are depressed, you hope.

When you are weak, you are strength.

Take shelter from the wind and rain in your little bay

You have broadened my horizons.

You are my best friend forever and the driving force of life.

You leaned over and guarded with love and caution.

You show your clever mind to your heart's content

Your exuberant energy and bright smile.

Your boiling blood keeps flowing.

Let me immerse myself in your joy.

Let me enjoy your warmth.

Let me be intoxicated in your arms

Let me snuggle up in your arms

There are faint poems in the long clouds.

There is continuous love in a faint poem.

There is affection in constant love.

Affectionate and meaningful.

Dedicated to mother

Sitting quietly on a flower, I have been integrated with the book.

One.

Because of her concentration, the book was opened greatly, and countless books were forgetful and black.

Colored eyes1111

How beautiful and quiet! those years

I grew up healthily by tasting such scenes. She recited it softly.

Reading makes waves in the air.

Love wave

Smell the homesick sea!

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This bending posture makes the sun bend to the ground;

Such snow-white hair makes every winter pure.

It's beautiful.

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Old mother! Read longer than my life! Sit quietly

On the chill of early spring

The waves decorate my years layer by layer.

When I went to the seaside as a student, I wrote a magnificent poem.

Waiting for your reading!

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A river of youth suddenly flows away with a bang.

Mom! I stopped by a blue sky and walked alone.

The car leans against the sun.

Underwater blue sky and deep water: boundless clouds

At this time, clouds are wandering around.

The flowers in my life suddenly bloom.

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This is a mess of beauty everywhere! I drank the waves and rode on my bike.

On the waves, the wheels are rolling.

I'm far, far away ―― completely gone!

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The rest of my body is next to the endless blue wave.

The rest of my poems record life and let a hundred flowers blossom.

Express "two"

What is left to me is green mountains and green waters, living and working.

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I can only live in my mother's poems.

Living, melancholy, singing, full of hope.

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Waiting for your return!

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tornado

This is one of countless spring mornings, roaring in the waves.

thunder

Mom! In the red morning light, the bamboo basket for washing vegetables is so ethereal

It seems that the thunderstorm will not come.

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There are thunderstorms, because of our beautiful home and singing.

Come to our hearts in advance. Mom, a huge smile is rolling in the sky.

The long-awaited comfort! In the center of the city square

I went over the mountains to listen to your voice flying home gently.

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But mom, your wings only grow on me! I can fly.

The blood in the book loves the rivers of the motherland.

Respond to the sound of your blood!

It seems to have condensed the flames of rural life for countless centuries.

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Burning forever. Mom, the days of rice.

The light in the depths of blood makes the sun shine, and I am the brightest.

Work!

At the moment when I landed gently in the yard, there was a thunderstorm!

The sky, the earth, labor, flying and light began to roll.

Mans, dissolve together-ah transparent storm, explosion.

Garden, my gentle and thin mother's heart.

Boundless me ...

★ Songs in Spring-Dedicated to Tian [pen name: rain shadow and blue wind, sub-song and blue wind] Women's Day on March 8th.

Horse: It is a good horse's wish to fly like a fly.

Woman: It was the flowers who drank the sunshine in March.

M: The lightning in my heart struck the strings in my heart.

Woman: The flame of my emotion turned the spring breeze into poetry.

Man: It's a song, so we should sing it loudly, about spring, and about the hope of flying in Xiangyuan.

W: It's very light. We should release energy, describe ideals and describe the splendid scenery of Xiangyuan.

M: In spring, as long as the first grass is dyed, thousands of grasses can merge into a green ocean.

Woman: Xiangyuan, as long as the first horn blows, thousands of children in Qian Qian will play a grand chorus.

M: I heard the drums of endeavor, which was magnificent.

W: I saw bright flags flying in the wind.

Man: Tell me, who led the climax of the "Three Five" strategy and set sail?

Woman: Tell me, who turned the magic Rubik's Cube and put Xiangyuan on the wings of the "Five-Three-Five" plan?

M: I love the fragrant garden in spring. I know that the road of flag deployment is getting wider and wider.

I praise the spring in Xiangyuan. I know that intoxicating flowers in a well-off society are more fragrant.

Man: What a poet! Please ride the lyrical wind and fly with me

Woman: That singer! Please step on the waves of the times and sing with me.

M: I want to sing love and dedication, creation and ideals with fire-like enthusiasm.

Woman: I want to be as strong as steel, writing about self-esteem, self-confidence and self-reliance.

M: There is greatness in the ordinary.

Woman: gentle and passionate.

Male: A dashing woman with bright spring scenery and full of vitality.

Female: sonorous roses bloom heartily in the scenery of the times.

M: From the elegance shown in the city to the forceful singing in the countryside.

Women: From the Spring Tide of "Double Learning and Double Competition" to the Heat Wave of "Female Achievement"

Man: Let's go! The eagle soars in the blue sky, flying beautiful ideals.

Woman: Go! I hope that the vast land will play a thrilling symphony.

M: Weave brilliance on the industrial front and harvest dreams in the agricultural field.

Woman: In the tide of market economy, create a wonderful movement of "Three Civilizations".

M: I believe that every window is open to the beautiful season, whether I love my job or try to be an advanced model.

Woman: Whether sowing in spring or harvesting in autumn, I believe that every hand will hold up the sun of life.

Man: Wind! Blow the flag louder.

Woman: drums! Fight lofty sentiments more effectively.

Man: a woman who is stronger than hope and vows like fire is mighty all the way.

Woman: More beautiful than imagined, sonorous roses are wantonly fragrant.

M: I hope the rainbow will bring happiness and rain. I always want to sing and sing the infinite spring scenery of Xiangyuan.

Woman: There are new styles everywhere and beautiful women everywhere. I always want to sing, and I sing with great spirit.

M: If I sing the straight backbone of the women's group, I can hold up half the sky's hope.

W: If I sing the spring scenery decorated with sonorous roses, it will be more radiant like a party official.

M: Reciting the Party's motto of keeping pace with the times by heart represents the strength of a team.

Female: Listen to the auditors who are eager to work hard with their ears and play the heroic song of the economic guardian.

M: Hold the balance of law high in the left hand, and let the responsibility of supervision escort development.

Woman: Holding the sword of justice in the right hand, let the spring breeze of service add luster to Xiangyuan.

M: Our party and government officials believe in truth and yearn for the future.

W: We auditors believe in the pursuit of career and the singing of spring.

M: All the strings are flying with passion. The wisdom of our auditors should shine in the sky of Xiangyuan.

Woman: It shines every day, and our party and government women should be role models for women in the county.

Man: Keep walking! Hand in hand with the running Zhanghe River, party and government women and women in the county are embracing new glory.

Woman: Keep walking! Embracing the glory of Taihang Mountain, Xiangyuan, which started in spring, is moving towards greater glory.

This is the most beautiful poem in the spring breeze.

W: It is the great energy of flame burning.

M: When the sky is full of rainbows and flowers are in full bloom, the lightning in my heart strikes the strings in my heart more loudly.

W: When it is magnificent and full of lofty sentiments, the Milky Way of my language sings the hymn of spring more brightly.

M: Let's use wisdom and strength to write colorful poems for the construction of the top ten counties in Sanjin.

W: Let's bless the charm, vitality and harmony of Xiangyuan with the songs of spring.

Together: Xiangyuan's tomorrow will be better.