Author: Coca
Iron man is a kind of spirit, endowed by an era.
The soul of a special group, we are not Iron Man.
Live like an iron man, heartless, selfless and rootless.
The ditch is connected with the ditch, and the husband and wife talk less.
The city belongs to the city, and children look forward to reunion.
Pulse after pulse, youth provides wasteland.
Year after year, life is like a cloud.
What kind of environment, what kind of people are shaped.
The endless loess plateau is only suitable for producing unyielding iron men.
2. "On New Year's Eve, we fight in our posts."
Author: Zhao Ming
At the foot, it is an ice lake three feet deep.
Above my head, it is the cold wind in the sky.
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, lights are shining everywhere.
Boiling everywhere, strings of bright lights shining on the drilling floor.
Hero drilling team started the "Long March" of120,000 meters again.
Bonfires are flying in the construction site and large oil storage tanks are under construction.
The string of lights is moving, and the family members are delivering fertilizer in the field.
Ah, I saw the great leap of Daqing Oilfield.
Tens of millions of Iron Man passed by.
3. Iron Man in the Snow
Author: Li
Riding the rustling wind, I am close to you.
In the first October of the new century, you stood up in awe.
It is snowing under the umbrella, and I am close to you.
Another winter in Daqing, you stand tall.
Approaching you means approaching the source of China Oil River.
Approaching you means entering the blessed land of the national soul.
I am close to you in the snow.
It's like being close to a mountain, and the solemnity makes me hold my breath.
At dawn, I look up to you.
It's like looking up at a giant Buddha. Excitement makes me escape.
The height of the sacred mountain is actually the feeling of admirers.
In the sky of feeling, the mountain leads directly to the clouds.
The divine power of Buddha is actually the heartbeat rhythm of believers.
In the ups and downs of the heart rhythm, the giant Buddha shook the world.
4. Mud pit
Author: Qiao Shoushan
There is a man.
Jump into this inkstone
Immerse your body in ink.
In the history of China petroleum.
Wrote "weeds"
Regard it as a treasure handed down from generation to generation
Each copy
Always
General chivalry/overflowed from my heart.
5. Twenty years of Iron Man
Author: Zhao Shouya
Twenty years, you're gone.
But day and night, I remember everyone's warmth and coldness in my heart.
Twenty years, it is your spirit that is not old.
The aluminum helmet is still shining on the derrick.
The lantern is still shining in the night sky.
That brake handle is still chopping rain on the wasteland.
That old sheep 323131335323635438+03431303231363533e4b893e5b19e31333433/.
Twenty years, this precious twenty years.
It is an oil-deficient and ischemic China.
Let you generously compress your life
Twenty years, twenty years when life can't be regenerated.
It is China that needs to get rid of poverty and backwardness.
Tell you to pay your own flesh and blood and strength for the motherland in advance
2. Poem about Iron Man 1, living like Iron Man Author: Coca Modern Iron Man is a kind of spirit, the soul given to special groups by an era. We are not Iron Man, but live like Iron Man, heartless and selfless, connected with ditches. Husband and wife talk less about the connection between cities, children look forward to reunion, and youth is given to the wasteland year after year. Life is like a cloud. What kind of environment shapes what kind of person? The endless loess plateau is only suitable for unyielding iron men. 2. Iron Man Author: If the wind and rain in the old garden can hold back, let me have something salty. Let me rob the horse, and the cicada in the north is hoarse. In the middle of the night, there is a moonlight blade. People made of iron hammer silently, just like roses placed by Sason. No one can praise it. In the days when clowns and sluts are rampant, all I care about is the lotus flowers and heavy snow on my head. Life and death. Outside the window, the sky rose another inch. Iron Man readme Author: Zhao Modern I once boasted that I was an iron man with steel bars and iron bones. I am fearless. My body is as strong as a god. I have a strong iron stomach and can hold a pound of white wine. I have a strong iron lung. I am as strong as an ox. I climbed 100 meters with me. I didn't change color. I ran ten thousand meters. My asthma is very stable. I have a powerful iron core that runs abnormally. This is a strong and violent 964757A 68696416F3133366306434. The rhythm of exercise is normal, the pulse of joy and anger is stable, I have a strong iron liver metabolism and storage, exclusive secretion and synthesis are second to none, and immune coagulation is extraordinary. I have a strong iron kidney with fine filtration and secretion standards. I am energetic, strong, blushing and energetic. In short, I used to have an iron body with outstanding internal organs, but I have never caught a cold in my life. I used to believe that I was Iron Man. I didn't follow the rules and regulations. I don't care about sports and health care. I never care about gossip. Iron man suddenly fell into the dust. Some organs are out of order, and some indicators are unstable. At this time, I woke up from a big dream, and it seems that there is no real Iron Man. Everyone is flesh and blood. Ordinary people can't make gods. Even if there is Iron Man in the world, it will rust and mottle when it meets water, and it will melt into high temperature when it meets fire. I advise you not to cherish yourself as an iron man. Your precious body will inevitably bring disaster, conform to nature and stay young forever. 4. Iron Man Jin Xi Author: Lao Mo modern iron man, Wang Jinxi is a kind of spiritual encouragement, which makes an era shine, with high spirits, forge ahead and lead the times forward. A steel-like name has written an immortal history of poetry, which has become a brand in the heart and an epoch-making milestone. A name of steel has been engraved into the fleeting time and space with a belief, a name has become a legend, a name has cast a story, a name has been sung, a name has sublimated into a spirit, and it has sailed forward. 5.
Faith can penetrate everything. When people believe in iron, they have the power of men.
Strength can conquer everything. Iron man, taking drilling as his life, goes deep into the stratum, history and soul.
That kind of belief, like iron, makes the hole go through years, ignorance, shame and suffering. That backbone, like iron, made China's oil industry proud and awakened by the waves in the Pacific Ocean.
That oath is as iron as iron: "I would rather live less than 20 years, and I will try my best to win the big oil field"! Iron man, carved west, waste soil and iron army with brake handle as carving knife. Above the brake handle, there is a storm.
Under the brake handle, there is wildness wandering. Grasping the brake handle is to grasp the rising sun in the wasteland and the fate of CNPC.
Facing the wasteland, there is no retreat, only the iron that people carry on their shoulders, only the body that stirs the soil, and only the root that believes in iron. Iron man, with the drilling rig as the backbone, defeated the sun, the cold wave and the faith.
Standing, is indomitable spirit of the drilling rig. Lying is a derrick that moves by oil.
The iron skeleton clanked and collided with the waves of the Yellow River, and a force was unstoppable. The iron soul clanged, collided with the blue bricks of the Great Wall, and stood up to the east.
Iron becomes iron, which is a process of quenching and beating. It is a tempering of faith that an iron man becomes an iron man.
Life chooses the quality of iron, so it chooses the beating in the fire. The soul chose the belief of iron, and then chose the backbone in tempering and striking.
Iron man, only believe in iron. Only believe in hammers, sickles and ironware struck by sound.
I only believe in iron quenched by blood in May. I only believe in the sunny iron in July.
Trust only the scrap iron awakened by the drilling rig. I only believe in lyric iron with a drill and a brake handle.
Iron man's iron is the backbone of national rejuvenation. The soul of the iron man is the soul that believes in the Chinese dream.
3. Copying poems about Iron Man;
Son of oil
-Dedicated to the first generation of "Iron Man" Wang Jinxi.
If the lit fire can light up the motherland
You should be the brightest one in that smile.
If the flowing oil river can reflect the stars in the sky
You should be the brightest one in the vast sea of people.
The iron fist you hold on to the brake handle
Crushed the barbarism full of eternal silence
The cry of your trembling life
Interpretation of the green desire not to be silent.
In order to make dreams shine in the vast night sky
You stretch out your hands to the heartless beggar and ask him for money.
Sharpen passion and tragic life.
You sway and devour the hungry north wind, snow and absurdity.
The sun sets back to the earth.
Your eyes are closed day and night.
The call to shake the wilderness
It is the kind of expectation that you will never forget your life.
Your body rises and falls with the stars.
Such as magnets, to firmly support the derrick on the ground.
Your veins are full of lasting calling promises.
For example, the article conveys warmth to the mother's anemic heart.
Silence as cold as a snake.
How can generosity touch its depths?
I want your frozen hands to build a white nest for it.
I want your tough character to carve a beautiful appearance for it.
A cold night as clear as washing
Snow is tearing your heart.
I can't count how much I gave up.
A glimmer of hope for family reunion.
You endure the harassment and ridicule of mosquitoes.
Write down the shock and glory of the future on a quiet night.
You face the sun and approach the giant.
Illuminate all thoughts on earth with burning faith.
You melt the last warm candle in the spring smile.
But I can't see the tombstone made of delicious flowers.
This is the oil flower you carved in Daiyue. Copy;
Son of oil
-Dedicated to the first generation of "Iron Man" Wang Jinxi.
If the lit fire can light up the motherland
You should be the brightest one in that smile.
If the flowing oil river can reflect the stars in the sky
You should be the brightest one in the vast sea of people.
The iron fist you hold on to the brake handle
Crushed the barbarism full of eternal silence
The cry of your trembling life
Interpretation of the green desire not to be silent.
In order to make dreams shine in the vast night sky
You stretch out your hands to the heartless beggar and ask him for money.
Sharpen passion and tragic life.
You sway and devour the hungry north wind, snow and absurdity.
The sun sets back to the earth.
Your eyes are closed day and night.
The call to shake the wilderness
It is the kind of expectation that you will never forget your life.
Your body rises and falls with the stars.
Such as magnets, to firmly support the derrick on the ground.
Your veins are full of lasting calling promises.
For example, the article conveys warmth to the mother's anemic heart.
Silence as cold as a snake.
How can generosity touch its depths?
I want your frozen hands to build a white nest for it.
I want your tough character to carve a beautiful appearance for it.
A cold night as clear as washing
Snow is tearing your heart.
I can't count how much I gave up.
A glimmer of hope for family reunion.
You endure the harassment and ridicule of mosquitoes.
Write down the shock and glory of the future on a quiet night.
You face the sun and approach the giant.
Illuminate all thoughts on earth with burning faith.
You melt the last warm candle in the spring smile.
But I can't see the tombstone made of delicious flowers.
This is the hometown of Dai Yue where you wear stars and carve oil flowers.
The hand-planted Christmas tree is blooming.
Taste your first glass of milk with a strong fascination.
I am eager to measure your noble soul with the life of poetry.
Your long sleep is the eternal beautiful scenery of the northern night sky.
Deeply shining with the loyalty of those sons of oil
Transcription of iron man recitation (poetry) that can be finished in 4.3~5 minutes;
Son of oil
-Dedicated to the first generation of "Iron Man" Wang Jinxi.
If the lit fire can light up the motherland
You should be the brightest one in that smile.
If the flowing oil river can reflect the stars in the sky
You should be the brightest one in the vast sea of people.
The iron fist you hold on to the brake handle
Crushed the barbarism full of eternal silence
The cry of your trembling life
Interpretation of the green desire not to be silent.
In order to make dreams shine in the vast night sky
You stretch out your hands to the heartless beggar and ask him for money.
Sharpen passion and tragic life.
You sway and devour the hungry north wind, snow and absurdity.
The sun sets back to the earth.
Your eyes are closed day and night.
The call to shake the wilderness
It is the kind of expectation that you will never forget your life.
Your body rises and falls with the stars.
Such as magnets, to firmly support the derrick on the ground.
Your veins are full of lasting calling promises.
For example, the article conveys warmth to the mother's anemic heart.
Silence as cold as a snake.
How can generosity touch its depths?
I want your frozen hands to build a white nest for it.
I want your tough character to carve a beautiful appearance for it.
A cold night as clear as washing
Snow is tearing your heart.
I can't count how much I gave up.
A glimmer of hope for family reunion.
You endure the harassment and ridicule of mosquitoes.
Write down the shock and glory of the future on a quiet night.
You face the sun and approach the giant.
Illuminate all thoughts on earth with burning faith.
You melt the last warm candle in the spring smile.
But I can't see the tombstone made of delicious flowers.
This is the hometown of Dai Yue where you wear stars and carve oil flowers.
The hand-planted Christmas tree is blooming.
Taste your first glass of milk with a strong fascination.
I am eager to measure your noble soul with the life of poetry.
Your long sleep is the eternal beautiful scenery of the northern night sky.
Deeply shining with the loyalty of those sons of oil
5. the iron man who can read (poetry) in 3~5 minutes.
Text/get wet in the rain
On the vast Songnen Plain,
You drew a beautiful curve.
In the great industrial movement in China,
Your notes are great.
For energy,
You did your best,
Tireless,
Absorb energy deep in the earth.
When the train sped by,
It blows the horn,
Express your inner gratitude with a strong voice.
You smile,
Don't stop doing what you are doing.
When the plane flies by,
Its roar loud is to say to you:
thank you
Iron man.
You look up with relief,
But don't forget to lift the sucker rod.
Day and night,
Look at the full moon,
Wind, frost, rain and snow,
You stand still,
Bend down silently and straighten up again.
Month after month,
Look at the alternation of winter and summer,
Geese come and go,
You give the bird a resting arm,
Tell him,
Blood is gurgling at your feet.
With the sound of one,
Finally,
Stepping on the flame of 1600 Baidu,
From a stone,
I became a burden to you when I grew up.
There are thousands of brothers and sisters,
Set up your strong body,
I feel extremely happy and honored.
In the days of fighting side by side:
Watch the sunrise in the east,
Red sea of clouds,
Feel the warmth flowing from your forehead to your feet,
I am infatuated with beauty.
In the days of fighting side by side,
Look at the moonlight like water,
The stars are bright,
Let the tranquility of the night and the vastness of the universe melt into my chest,
I hum a lullaby at night.
A long time ago,
Tall buildings are springing up around you,
The wide highway extends from the horizon,
Extending to the horizon,
A long time ago,
The beautiful girl lifted her skirt at your feet,
An old man who lost his teeth,
Smile from ear to ear.
Yeah,
This is years of obscurity,
A grain of sand becomes a pearl,
A swamp turned into a city.
Yeah,
This is years of hard work,
A small stream merges into a big river,
A kind of perseverance grinds into a kind of spirit.
however
When beauty is all over the earth,
When the song flutters,
Aura is no longer important,
You're still unknown,
Bend down,
Straighten up again ...
6. Urgent ~ Son of Oil-Dedicated to the first generation of "Iron Man" Wang Jinxi. If the lit fire can light up the motherland, you should be the brightest one in that smile. If the flowing oil river can reflect the stars in the sky, you should be the brightest one in that big film. You clenched the iron fist of the brake and shattered the wilderness filled with eternal silence. The cry of your trembling life explains the green desire not to be silent in order to dream in the vast night sky. Brilliance is in the world, and you extend your hands to the indifferent beggar to sharpen the passion and tragic life. You sway, devouring the hungry north wind, the heavy snow and the falling sun. It was the call of the wilderness, and your eyes were not closed day and night. I hope you will never forget your life. Your body rises and falls like a magnet with the stars, and the derrick is firmly supported on the ground. There is a lasting calling promise flowing in your blood vessels, such as a channel, which transmits cold and warm to your mother's anemic heart. Silence like a snake, how generous enough to move its deep hiding? Your frozen hands should build a white nest for it. Your tenacious character should carve out a thin appearance for it. The cold night snow tore at your heart, and you can't count how many strands of hope you gave up to reunite with your family. You endure the harassment and ridicule of mosquitoes, and write the shock and glory of the future on a quiet night. You approach the giant facing the sun's projection and illuminate the earth with blazing faith. All the thoughts in the world, you melt the last warm candle tears in the spring smile, but you can't see the tombstone made of fragrant flowers. This is an oil tree carved by Dai Yue and planted in your hometown. It is full of oil flowers. The first glass of milk you squeezed out with a deep fascination is blooming. I am eager to measure your noble soul with the life of poetry. Your sleep is the eternal beauty of the northern night sky, and the loyalty of those sons of oil shines deeply.
7. Sentence Praise Wang Jinxi19231kloc-0/0 On August 8, Wang Jinxi was born in a poor peasant family in Chijinbao, Yumen County, Gansu Province. Mother He Zhanxin and father Wang Jintang. Wang Jintang had a son at the age of 40, and he was very happy to see it was a boy. According to local customs, parents put the sieve used by children and children on the scale, weighing 10 kilograms, so they named the child "10 kilograms baby". The name of 10 kg baby sounds dignified, but thin. Ten Jin Wa grew up and was named Wang Jinxi according to the Wang family tree. I hope he will go to school happily and reorganize his family business after learning his skills. In the disaster-stricken old China, Wang Jinxi suffered greatly. 1929, Yumen suffered a once-in-a-century famine. In order to survive, 6-year-old Wang Jinxi led his blind father to beg along the street with crutches.
1932, warlord Ma Bufang wanted to build a wool mill, and Wang Jintang was forced to work hard. Nine-year-old Wang Jinxi put his father in an ox cart and drove the wool to Jiuquan, a hundred miles away. In order to earn money to treat his father, 10-year-old Wang Jinxi and several poor children went to Monster Mountain, where tigers and wolves haunt and the climate changes constantly, to herd cattle for the landlord. Several acres of the Wangs' land were occupied by the district chief for a long time in the name of borrowing. Wang Jinxi, 12 years old, fearless of power, went to ask for help. Although only a few zhangs of white cloth were returned, it was the victory of Wang Jinxi's struggle against evil forces. /kloc-at the age of 0/4, Wang Jinxi searched for gold and oil to escape military service. 1938 15-year-old Wang Jinxi worked as a child laborer in Laoyumen Oil Mine. Although he is young, he is doing heavy work like an adult, and he is often beaten and scolded by the foreman, but he is unwilling to be humiliated and rises up. Wang Jinxi is often punished for resisting. After the master knew it, he told him the story of camel's "concentration" and told him to pay attention to the method of struggle and cultivate "endurance". Wang Jinxi's heart was full of yearning for free life. It is this bitter experience and bad living environment that tempered his resolute, tenacious and unyielding character.