Poems by Man Jinxi, King of Iron Blood

Tie Wang Man's poems are as follows:

1, Coca's "Living Like Iron Man"

Iron man is a spirit, the soul of a special group endowed by an era. We are not iron men, but we live like iron men, heartless and selfless, rootless, connected by ditches, husband and wife talking little, connected by cities, children looking forward to reunion, passing on from one vein to another, sacrificing youth to the wasteland, year after year, life is like a cloud, what kind of environment, what kind of people are shaped, the endless Loess Plateau,

2, "New Year's Eve, we fight in the post" by Zhao Ming.

There is an icy lake three feet deep at the foot and a chilly sky above. I stepped on the snow on the trestle. On New Year's Eve, I was on duty at the water well. On New Year's Eve, everywhere is full of lights and boiling. A string of lights shone on the drill floor, and the hero drilling team started the "Long March" of120,000 meters. The bonfire on the construction site is dancing.

The large oil storage depot is under construction, the light string is moving, and the family members are sending fertilizer. Ah, I saw the majestic posture of Daqing Oilfield, and Qian Qian's ten million iron men passed by.

3, "Iron Man in Snow" Author: Li

Riding the rustling wind, I approached you. In the first October of the new century, you stood in awe. Snowflakes are flying under your umbrella, and I approach you. Another winter in Daqing, you stand tall. Approaching you means approaching the source of China oil source, and approaching you means entering the blessed land of soul of china. In the snow, I am close to you, just like a mountain, and the solemnity makes me hold my breath.

Dawn is approaching, and I look up at you, just like looking up at a giant Buddha. This excitement makes me feel as high as a thousand feet. The height of the holy mountain is actually the feeling of admirers. In the sense of the sky, the holy mountain is directly connected with the cloud. The magic of the giant Buddha is actually the heartbeat rhythm of believers. In the ups and downs of heartbeat rhythm, the giant Buddha shook the world.

4, "Twenty Years of Iron Man" Zhao Shouya

Twenty years, you have gone, but day and night, you keep everyone's warmth and coldness in mind. Twenty years have passed, but your spirit is not old. The aluminum helmet is still shining on the derrick, the lantern is still shining in the night sky, the brake handle is still raining in the wasteland, and the old sheepskin coat is still warming the northern part of Amb Lee.

Twenty years, this precious twenty years, is an oil-deficient and ischemic China, which allows you to generously compress your life. Twenty years, the twenty years when life can't be regenerated, is to get rid of poverty and backwardness in China and ask you to give your own flesh and blood and strength to the motherland in advance.