Century painting is highly hand-painted,
Spring, autumn, winter and summer are different.
Hungry and cold, the sky is in tune,
Today's poem is composed of singing and dancing.
Yushu mourns the tears of the mountains and the moon,
Pujiang is full of beauty.
Fireworks are gorgeous and scattered with the wind,
It's still common to see laborers coming home late at night.
Chapter 2
May of the earth,
Puberty of the seedlings;
winter wheat heading and filling,
peach, plum and apricot bearing fruit and pressing branches.
Paintings of labor,
showing the vitality of all things;
Green everywhere cheers the world,
A warm May can't tolerate any negativity!
May, the peak of labor,
The brilliance of spring attendance is so realistic;
The ambition to welcome the Spring Festival will grow into colorful poems in May
.
Except for the stale past of the old year,
has already been scrubbed by the spring rain;
In May, life will welcome
a more spectacular and prosperous summer.
In May,
Look at how powerful your hands are;
In May,
What a miracle it will take to watch your feet.
The earth keeps pace with the times in May,
Only in autumn will there be golden fruits;
Life in May is down-to-earth, and
it can withstand the storm in hot summer.
May
The prime day for inspection;
wealth is labor,
labor is wealth.
You get something for nothing,
You should always despise it,
Let May become an aphorism praising labor,
It will make hundreds of millions of hearts beautiful!