Poetry about steel 1. Poetry about steel
I can't write it myself. I'll share other people's works with you:
Iron Man Symphony
one
Steel
Feel the tragic symphony.
Not sad.
two
The breeze is blowing from all directions.
Blow a poem
I heard.
Notes of steel
inside
resound
three
As a steel rolling worker,
Every day and
Symphony of steel
Connect into a whole
Not separated
five
Like grass.
Take root in this land
Like a cloud
Embrace this blue sky
Although it is barren.
six
steel
This is a huge painting.
1300 million parts
De me
Bear the same burden
This burden
Enjoy this one.
Spur and encourage
seven
Steel melts and sadness.
nine
An arm
Woven with steel
Become a memory forever.
Having a warm blood cavity.
Sprinkle it on the steel
Fly out of the charming melody
They are the only people in the steel symphony.
The most touching thing
Think about them.
These people who are disabled and killed at work
My poem
Tears filled my eyes.
eleven
On steel
Close to the blue sky
Because of the height of steel
On steel
Acacia memories
Because of five thousand years' hardships
A long road
thirteen
Father is steel.
Gave everything.
I took my father's place
From a distant country
Steel is the glory of my father.
It is a milestone for me.
I passed with solid steps.
Across to another century—
A symphony that melts into steel
A force.
grand
A noise
A kind of brilliance-
2. Poems about steel
Without vulgar ideas, Shen Xuan's opinions are different. "
Song anonymous
Take part in mysterious struggles, study hard, and be as strong as steel. Birds call apes, don't part with them. It's hard to say, after drinking the pure heart wine, I saw sex at the end of the stick. The mystery is solved and the head is light. Flowers bloom on rootless trees, and the veins are passed down from ancient times to modern times, but they fall and are taken away by reincarnation. With a wave of his turtle hair, he knocked on the rabbit's horn, and the noisy apes couldn't talk properly. Don't leave him alone. It's hard to say, after drinking the pure heart wine, I saw sex at the end of the stick. The mystery is solved and the head is light. Flowers bloom on rootless trees, and the veins are passed down from ancient times to modern times, but they fall and are taken away by reincarnation. With a wave of his turtle hair, he knocks on the rabbit's horn and washes the stone spring's long tongue. The concept of five sects riding and six sects ancestors stands in waist-deep snow. For you, the blue pool is cold and the moon is soaked.
Mo Ge sent Lin Shu Ming.
Song Wang Mai
Give you three inches of Gu Mo. You know this ink has never been used.
Liyang Petrochemical has been used for thousands of years, and the steel mortar has passed 30,000 pestles.
I cherish what I got from strangers before.
I take half of it as your legacy today. It's wonderful and expensive. Don't be angry.
In the west wind next August, I handled my luggage generously.
There is no limit to the number of books, and this is the only one in bolt.
Be sure to leave a dagger when using it, it will interfere with the canal.
There is also a stone that helps the public in Wuxi, and I want to ask the king to write in calligraphy.
3. What poems describe "steel"
1. Cross your toes and remember the past.
Qing Dynasty: Cao Xueqin
The bronze cast gold cymbals vibrated Jigang, and the sound spread overseas and to Rongqiang.
Ma Yuan naturally made great contributions, but the iron flute made no mention of the ovary.
2. Song of Cutting Two Knives
Tang Dynasty: Lu Lun
There is a knife in my house, and people are talking about ghosts. Luo is not blunt when cutting,
For a three-year discount. Artisans in the south and central China used steel, which then caused the plate to bend and hurt people.
Forged two knives, snow front frost. These two sacred objects are very thin in the autumn ice.
At first, the blade was quenched, and the toad sheath was wrong. The less boastful Ji is, the more uncut jade is, the less abrasive it is.
The Japanese test once grinded the edge of the Han River, and the chestnut in the palm was cold. God was afraid, but he accepted it.
The blade head has spit out a little smoke. A knife is like a knife, and the charm must hide the demon and fear it.
If a good worker doesn't change his shape, he will only entrust the box to the tailor.
3. Chibi
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
A broken iron halberd sank into the sand and disappeared, only to find that it was the remnant of Battle of Red Cliffs after grinding and washing.
If the east wind is not convenient for Zhou Yu, I'm afraid the outcome will be Cao Cao's victory and Er Qiao's detention in Tongquetai.
4. "Six night poems at the end of Yuan Dynasty, the first part"
Tang Dynasty: Cui Ye
There's no hurry, the iron lock is fully open.
Who can do nothing on the moon? Where can I smell the light?
5. Send Li Shiyu to Anxi
Tang dynasty: Gao Shi
The line is opposite to the cornice, and the golden whip refers to iron. Wan Li fame, sorrow in a cup.
Yan Zhibei, Taibai East, Qin Cheng. Don't be disappointed when you are away from the soul.
4. Sentences about steel
The sentences about steel are: hate iron and not produce steel.
Our steel chest is fearless, and neither bad weather nor ferocious enemies can scare it; It is the great steel wall of the motherland, and it will crush all invading enemies. -Kutuzov Liyang Petrochemical has been used for thousands of years, and the steel mortar has passed 30,000 pestles.
-Wang Maigang was tempered in the fire and high cooling, so he was very strong. Our generation has also experienced struggles and severe tests and learned never to lose heart in life.
-"How Steel is Tempered" Steel is a huge picture. I,/kloc-one in 0/300 million, also shoulder this burden and enjoy this encouragement. -Balzac steel melts and grieves, and one arm is woven into an eternal memory by steel.
-Liu Tongtie's discipline can make a team of steel. -Kong Xiangrui.
5. What are the sentences describing "steel"
Steel is very strong because it burns in a fire and is highly cooled.
Our generation has also experienced struggles and severe tests and learned never to lose heart in life. -"How Steel is Tempered" It is not sad to feel the tragic symphony with steel. The breeze is blowing from all directions, blowing poetry. I heard the sound of steel echoing inside.
-Gorky, as a steel rolling worker, is connected with the symphony of steel every day. Like a grass, it takes root and sprouts in this land, like a cloud, embracing this blue sky, though barren.
—— Baffler Steel is a huge picture. /kloc-I, one in 300 million, also shoulder this burden and enjoy this encouragement. -Balzac steel melts and grieves, and one arm is woven into an eternal memory by steel.
-Liu Tong steel is full of blood, flying out of the charming melody. They are the most touching parts of the steel symphony. When I think of them, these people who died of disability, my poems will burst into tears. -Edison Our steel chest is fearless, and neither bad weather nor ferocious enemies can scare it; It is the great steel wall of the motherland, and it will crush all invading enemies.
-Kutuzov If memories are as hard as steel, should I laugh or cry? If steel corrodes like memory, is this a happy city or a ruin? -Jing M. Guo Power is not synonymous with physical strength. Real power is produced by indomitable steel will. Abdallah Houssein We all want a better world, but what does this mean? What is the most basic element in the world? Is it gold or steel? Neither, the most basic element is people! When we talk about a better world, what we really mean is that we need people with better quality.
-Yan, the two of us together are a complete book, called How Steel is Corroded. -Yang Xiaoyun iron discipline can make a team of steel.
-Kong Xiangrui Steel can be bent, but truth cannot be refuted. Time will rust steel.
Anonymous.
6. Poems praising steel workers
I can't write it myself. Other people's voices don't stop, the lights don't go out, the walls stand tall, and I stand at the bottom of the pit. Whoever emerges from the mud is not stained, and I am covered in mud. You see, the water gun and mud pump are my weapons. They spray wildly and suck me backwards. There is only mud opposite me, and the sun is hard to understand. The river stinks and is boring, even if it doesn't stink occasionally. Or not so smelly, there is a huge blank on the citizens' faces, especially when they come face to face. How difficult it is for rich people to buy insurance? Press the button and fly around here. Money, luck and strength are all useful here. It's no use complaining. The fence is too high, full of dirt and pain. I feel nervous every day, and the grass in the center and around the square is full of flowers. I don't know who to show it to. Just like us, we need to sprinkle water. At this time, we cheated at the window of the train station. Second brother just pried open his door. Third brother got married years ago and gave birth to a black child. Fourth brother lost the last ten dollars in the brick house over there. Brother Wu was kicked out by the security guard and spat at them from a distance. Brother Liu's salary has been in arrears for several months (this is useless, an honest man who sighs)? They drink at night ... there is no tomorrow, the streets are getting wider and brighter, the suits are getting cheaper and cheaper, and there is also despair. The supermarket is full of shelves, but when you turn away, a good day in a dark corner is like a cold wind. The hot pursuit wind will work for 365 days a year, and the second sister won't cry. Although her finger has just been run over by a machine, Third Sister can read and write. So what? The fourth sister followed a rich man, and the youngest sister's life was not bad. Let's not talk about it. One is standing across the street, and she doesn't know what to do. The other one has long since disappeared. Here, only Sun is not so rude. Between the dormitory and the factory building, only rain and snow are not so cruel. Between the ruins and the construction site, some people sang songs on TV, kept laughing, laughing and laughing, and others clapped their hands and laughed. It seems interesting ... but we have to live anyway. It's not surprising that this winter will be so cold, just like our hometown, the abandoned endless land ... hammers, dark horses and hammers never understand tenderness. It tells itself that once a good metal is hit, it is hidden in the hardest stone. Sweat splashes, and a clenched heart pierces the sunshine and becomes endless singing in life. The most beautiful language in hammer life ... "A machine is old, Hao Maojun. When it gets old, it won't listen. It will treat us with a temper that we are not used to, but it is innocent, just like my grandfather, who is deaf and paralyzed. The anger in his eyes burned everyone, as if everything was our fault. His silence is actually a bigger confrontation. My father and I have been feeding carefully for a long time. His food and confidence in life: it's not that the older the machine itself, the more exciting it is, but that we have doubts about our habits. A machine will eventually grow old, including you and my body. Calm down and think about it. No one wants a machine to break down. Even if we don't need it and leave it intact, our mood will be calm and comfortable. My grandfather is a thing of the past, and occasionally lives in a centrifuge in some of my memories. Why betray the rope? It has been ignored by the frequency converter. It suddenly emits a series of gases, just like a person laughing a few times, and then becomes an idle lazy person. I suspect that this is a sinister guy. I doubt it knows politics. Now its shell is hot and there are signs of fever. The electrician stayed up all night with a frown, red eyes and a measuring instrument in his hand. He yawned cautiously and fell into the chair. He closed the switch and pulled it down. Close it, pull it down, blink your eyes and say happily, "I'm going to sleep." "There must be another accomplice in the centrifuge. The whole production line is out of order. It is silent. No one dares to look down upon it now. It cuts a piece of time like a leader chewing a piece of black bread and a steel symphony (option 9). Wu felt the tragic symphony of steel, but it was not bleak. Two breezes blew poetry from all directions. I heard the sound of steel As a steel rolling worker, I am connected with the symphony of steel every day. Five take root and sprout like grass. This land is like a cloud embracing the blue sky. Although nothing grows here, Liugang is one of the1300 million parts of a huge picture. I also shoulder this burden, enjoy this spur, and encourage Qigang to melt the sadness. Made of nine arms of steel, it becomes an eternal memory. Blood spilled on the steel fly brings out a charming melody. They are the most moving parts of the steel symphony. When I think of these people who are disabled and sacrificed at work, my poems will burst into tears, such as the note 1 1. On steel, because of the height of steel, it is close to the blue sky. Because of the long road of 5,000 years, my father gave everything for steel. I took over my father's position from a distant country. Steel is my father's glory. As a monument, I crossed into another century with solid steps-melting into a symphony of steel, a magnificent, magnificent and brilliant one.
7. Poems praising steel workers
I can't write it myself. Other people's voices don't stop, the lights don't go out, the walls stand tall, and I stand at the bottom of the pit. Whoever emerges from the mud is not stained, and I am covered in mud. You see, the water gun and mud pump are my weapons. They spray wildly and suck me backwards. There is only mud opposite me, and the sun is hard to understand. The river stinks and is boring, even if it doesn't stink occasionally. Or not so smelly, there is a huge blank on the citizens' faces, especially when they come face to face. How difficult it is for rich people to buy insurance? Press the button and fly around here. Money, luck and strength are all useful. Resentment is useless here. The fence is too high, full of dirt and pain. I feel nervous every day, and the grass in the center and around the square is full of flowers. I don't know who to show it to. Every day, they need watering just like us. At this time, I cheated at the train station window. My second brother just pried open someone else's door. Third brother got married years ago and gave birth to a black child. My fourth brother lost the last ten dollars in the brick house over there. My fifth brother was kicked out by the security guard and spat at them from a distance. How many months has Brother Liu's salary been in arrears (this is useless, an honest man who sighs)? They drink at night ... there is no tomorrow, the streets are getting wider and brighter, the suits are getting cheaper and cheaper, and there is also despair. The supermarket is full of shelves, but in a dark corner, a good day is like a cold wind. The hot pursuit wind will work for 365 days a year, and the second sister won't cry. Although she has just been run over by a machine, Third Sister can read and write. So what? The fourth sister followed a rich man, and the youngest sister's life was not bad. Let's not talk about it. One is standing across the street, and she doesn't know what to do. The other one has long since disappeared. Here, only Sun is not so rude. Between the dormitory and the factory building, only rain and snow are not so cruel. Between the ruins and the construction site, some people sang songs on TV, kept laughing, laughing and laughing, and others clapped their hands and laughed. It seems interesting ... but we have to live anyway. It's not surprising that this winter will be so cold, just like our hometown, the abandoned endless land ... hammers, dark horses and hammers never understand tenderness. It tells itself that once a good metal is hit, it is hidden in the hardest stone. Sweat splashes, and a clenched heart pierces the sunshine and becomes endless singing in life. The most beautiful language in a hammer's life ... "A machine is old, Hao Maojun. When it gets old, it won't listen. It will treat us with a temper that we are not used to, but it is innocent, just like my grandfather, who is deaf and paralyzed. The anger in his eyes burned everyone, as if everything was our fault. His silence is actually a bigger confrontation. My father and I have been feeding him carefully and let him live for a long time. A machine is older. What worries us is not the machine itself. It is that we have doubts about our habits. A machine will eventually grow old, including you and my body. Calm down and think about it. No one wants the machine to go wrong, even if we don't need it. Keep it intact. Our mood will be calm and comfortable. My grandfather is a thing of the past. In some of my memories, he is still alive occasionally. Why did the centrifuge betray the rope? It has been ignored by the frequency converter. It suddenly discharged. A series of gases is like a person laughing a few times, and then becoming an idle lazy person. I suspect that this is a sinister guy. I doubt it knows politics. Now its shell is hot and there are signs of fever. The electrician stayed up all night frowning, his eyes were red and swollen, and he was holding a measuring instrument. He yawned carefully and put his ass on the chair. He closed the switch and pulled it down. He winked and said happily, "I have to go to bed." "Centrifuge must have another accomplice. The whole production line is transforming it. It is silent, and now no one dares to underestimate it. It cut off a piece of time and chewed a piece of black bread and a steel symphony like a leader. (9) Wu used steel to feel the tragic symphony, but it was not bleak. Two breezes blew this poem from all directions. I heard the sound of steel echoing inside. As a steel rolling worker, I integrate with the symphony of steel every day and take root and sprout like grass. This land embraces this blue sky like a cloud, although it is poor. The barren Liugang is one of the 1.3 billion copies of a huge painting, and I also shoulder this burden, enjoy this spur, and encourage Qigang to melt sadness. 9 1 Arm steel weaving becomes an eternal memory. They are the most touching parts of the steel symphony. My poems are like tears when I think of them. Because the height of steel is close to the blue sky on steel, I miss the memories on steel because of the hardships and long road of 5 thousand years. My father gave everything for steel. I took my father's place. It is my father's honor to come from a distant countryside. I stride across to another century with solid steps-a symphony melted into steel, a strength, a grandeur and a brilliance.
8. Ask for famous sayings related to "steel", preferably in Chinese and English. Thank you.
In this world, competition will never stop, so we have no time to rest. What we can do is to take iron determination to meet the challenges and competitions that come one after another, and be cheerful and enjoy it. 38 letters Rockefeller left his son.
In this world, the competition will not stop for a second, and we have no time to rest. What we can do is to face one challenge and competition after another, keep a positive attitude with iron determination and enjoy it.