Labor Day Hymn 1 Red May
Standing on the head of Red May
Go deep among workers
Feel the jumping notes in the sun.
accidentally
drop
Touch the silent fruit forest
In the land of silence
Suddenly there was a strong song of labor.
Echoes in the hearts of hundreds of millions of workers.
Reverberating between the blue sky and white clouds
A morning full of trees and birds.
Can't help sunshine, rain and spring breeze.
Promote the flower of civilization in the city.
Popularize the fruits of rural labor
The beautiful scenery is under the dancing notes.
Singing the song of labor happily, the song of labor
Bring good news of spring sowing.
Take Xia Yun's hope.
Let poetry fill the earth.
Any point dyeing painting
The song of labor never dies.
Notes are constantly arching out of the ground.
Rich fruit tastes delicious and sweet.
Ode to labor
The sun is so bright.
The trees in the sun are covered with green leaves.
The machine is running at full speed.
And sing hymns for the festival.
No matter what position you insist on.
How ordinary the position is.
You are all creating new lives.
In order to work better at rest
Work is for a better life.
This is the eternal melody of human beings.
It is also the song of the workers' hearts.
Ordinary workers are great.
Ordinary greatness is broader.
Only happily devote yourself to study and work.
Life will enjoy real happiness.
labour
Whether it is manual labor or mental labor.
Are soaked with hard work and sweat.
No physical labor
You can't lift a tall building on a flat ground.
No mental work
You can't fly a ship in space.
Weave a colorful life
There is no hand of labor.
Praise and respect labor.
It is the pursuit of you and me.
Work today.
It's tomorrow's reward
Thank you for your work and bless you for your work.
Because there is labor, there is hope.
The flower of dreams blooms brilliantly.
We must rely on ordinary struggle.
ordinary worker
I am just an ordinary worker.
A crude iron hoe and sickle
With my thick bones
Often meet in thick cocoons.
Under the scorching sun, I bowed to Miao Miao with a low eyebrow.
In the middle of the plate
There is my lifelong expectation and worship.
I am just an ordinary worker.
Cold wrench and hammer
The fading tool that inspired me.
I stand tall in the towering hair of the city.
In the dim light, I looked at the tall building as much as possible.
still
I have been full of guilt and worry all my life.
I'm just an unknown worker.
Stylish mouse and keyboard
With the blood of Pangu and the sinews of Gong Yu.
Shake the pulse of the times together.
During the long journey
I provoked the urban and rural areas to make great strides.
historical trend
I have a lifetime of sweat and pride.
Song of labor
Song of labor
Such as spring breeze
Blow all over China
Song of labor
Such as a brush
Sow the earth
If there is no labor force,
How can there be a happy life?
If there is no labor force,
How can it be colorful?
Song of labor
a love song
Song of labor
Drums of youth
We do it ourselves.
We are United as one.
For a better tomorrow
For the prosperity of the motherland
We love labor.
We sing about life.
Changes in appearance
We want to change the world,
We are tired of futility,
Just earning a living wage,
We never have time to think.
We need to smell the flowers,
We're going to bask in the sun,
We believe that:
God only allows eight hours of work.
From docks, workshops and workshops,
Assemble our team,
Strive for eight hours of work,
Eight hours' rest,
Eight hours is your own!
Open your sleepy eyes
Open your sleepy eyes
The breeze is still blowing slightly.
Poplar, still shaking gently.
The sunshine is still warm.
Open your sleepy eyes
The clock ticks away to a new day.
My wife and children were still sleeping yesterday.
I woke up early.
Plan a new day
Open your sleepy eyes
Get up, eat, go out by bike.
Get to work. Repeat yesterday's yesterday
The only thing that has changed is the lost time.
Now is never the time.
Greeting neighbors: making money
My heart is warm.
I can go back to work and bear the burden of starting a family.
Work, earn money, spend money
Live happily with your family.
God, wait-
Happy, leisure!
The glory of workers
There are a thousand joys in my heart.
There are ten thousand kinds of joys in the morning.
Because today is the glory of workers.
The morning light echoed with ten thousand kinds of joy.
There are 100,000 pairs of eyes shining with Xia Hong.
Because today is the achievement of workers.
There are 100,000 pairs of eyes shining with Xia Hong.
There are millions of tall buildings standing proudly in the sun.
Because today is a special festival.
There are millions of tall buildings standing proudly in the sun.
There are thousands of streets meditating in the sun.
Because today is the workers' day.
Today is the workers' day.
Let the laborer's festival rotate with the wind.
Today is the workers' day.
Let laborers' festivals be as gentle and graceful as Xia Yun.
May
May of the earth,
Adolescence of seedlings;
Winter wheat heading and filling,
Peach, plum and apricot hang fruit and press branches.
Labor painting,
Show the vitality of all things;
Green cheers the world everywhere,
A warm May can't tolerate any negativity!
May, the peak of childbirth,
Qin Chun's brilliance is so vivid;
Welcome the Spring Festival. Ambition, in May.
Have grown into colorful poems.
Apart from the stale past of the past year,
Has long been scrubbed by spring rain;
In May, life will meet.
More spectacular and prosperous summer.
In may,
See how powerful your hands are;
In may,
Look at your feet, what kind of miracle you should walk out of.
The earth in May keeps pace with the times,
Only in autumn will there be golden fruits;
Life in May is solid,
It can withstand the storms in hot summer.
May
Test the peak of labor;
Wealth is labor,
Labor is wealth.
Get something for nothing,
Should always be despised,
Let it be the motto of praising labor,
Will make hundreds of millions of hearts beautiful!
May day labor day poetry recital
Trees are in spring.
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 our way to maturity.
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
anxious
The wheat straw in April has not withered,
The glory of May has arrived.
With your own sweat,
In this season,
Made * * * and the most beautiful scenery in China.
You are a seed on the vast land,
Scattered in wasteland, desert, river and lake.
You use your shaking body,
Rough big hands,
Pull the long river of history forward.
You are the screw of industrial civilization,
Rails extending from the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau,
Towering drilling rigs in the Tarim desert,
It is an extension of your wisdom and strength.
You are as ordinary as dust,
But silently.
Created one miracle after another.
because of you
The world is becoming more and more beautiful.
Facing the morning sun in May,
I want to sing laborer,
To create this most beautiful song of laborers,
It echoes in every corner of the world.
Elegance of workers
Maybe they were misunderstood and laughed at.
Maybe they can't get rid of loneliness and boredom.
Maybe they won't do much in life.
Maybe they will never be known to the world.
But they use strong or slender hands
In the frozen Antarctic continent
Donghai drilling platform
Farmland, classrooms, factories and mines, hospitals.
In every corner of the world
The persistence of deep-rooted beliefs
Work hard
From this time on.
We have delicious rice and dishes.
We read touching words.
We can travel around the world online without leaving home.
There are no festivals in the world.
It can be like labor day
After a hundred years of wind and rain
But it still attracts the attention of workers all over the world.
Let them cheer and raise their glasses to celebrate.
Because they know
How sacred and glorious labor is.
Workers use sweat and wisdom
Write an epic history
Created a splendid civilization.
Chain of life
The chain of life has changed my steps.
Inspired our desire to plow the fields and burn bricks.
Scaffolding and hanging tower
Continuously improve the happiness index of our workers.
At the same time, it also makes our living cost.
Roll forward like a snowball
We mixed sweat with cement for building.
Plug in the wings of imagination and the password of culture
Build the Great Wall of China.
Life needs us to survive and reproduce.
So, we put the rhythm of labor on the high-speed rail.
Put the color of labor
Attract to books and advertisements
Labor exhausted us.
We are on the podium.
In the writing room
From a laboratory point of view.
work
Labor is like a meshing gear.
Keep turning
We are in the hot sun.
Work in the deep well of a coal mine
We are like sunburned bark.
Like a dyed macaque.
And labor is like a train with no beginning and no end.
Rumble
Labor is also like a poem.
Row after row in front of our workers.
As mild as spring.
Labor is the most glorious.
Sunshine jinliangliang
The rooster sang three songs and the flowers woke up.
The birds are busy dressing up.
The little magpie built a new house.
Little bees are busy picking honey.
Where does a happy life come from?
We must rely on labor to create.
Green Ye Er, red flowers.
Little butterfly is playful.
Do not love labor, do not love learning.
None of us have learned.
Build a new house like a magpie.
Learn from bees to collect honey.
The joy of labor is endless.
The creation of labor is the most glorious.
Poem 2 praising laborers on Labor Day once said:
"Labor created mankind!"
Who's saying:
"Labor has won happiness!"
Who is singing:
"Labor is the most glorious!"
Chairman Mao once said:
Literature and art serve industry, agriculture and the army.
That is, Acura workers.
I applaud the construction workers!
Look! Holding a steel pipe in his hand,
Like a light swallow
Formed a towering building.
Form rivers and bridges
Composed of the prosperity of the motherland
Magnificent and proud chest.
I applaud the farmers!
Look! The sun is shining, and sweat is sprinkled on the earth.
The earth is covered with gold and silver satin.
Colorful, swaying the hearts of farmers.
Fengcang is full of stability!
I sympathize with the domestic workers!
The housekeeper's aunt
When I get home, I will think of the children I took care of.
Tears merged into a crystal stream.
The voice is singing on the Avenue of Stars.
Harmony of rice, oil and salt among thousands of families.
I applaud the most valuable researchers!
Nine-day exploration, deep-sea scientific research
Xiangyun, empty; Blue, black
Play the glory of the motherland
I encourage designers of foreign aid!
Miss staying at home
Have a motherland in mind
Cheers resounded throughout the global village.
How many model workers lift trophies every year?
How many model workers are printed in people's hearts every year?
Every day is an ocean of labor.
Yes! Labor is beautiful!
Glory! Create happiness!
Labor Day Praise Poem 3 "Ode to Labor"
The sun is so bright.
The trees in the sun are covered with green leaves.
The machine is running at full speed.
And sing hymns for the festival.
No matter what position you insist on.
How ordinary the position is.
You are all creating new lives.
In order to work better at rest
Work is for a better life.
This is the eternal melody of human beings.
It is also the song of the workers' hearts.
Ordinary workers are great.
Ordinary greatness is broader.
Only happily devote yourself to study and work.
Life will enjoy real happiness.