Poetry about postal service

1. Original publisher of poems about postal services: Know kl.

Postal commemorative poems celebrate the triumph, fluttering in the wind, postal all the way, passion for a hundred years! Looking at the years and counting the present, we have ups and downs; Seeking transformation, promoting development, day and night. Once upon a time, postal service was also a post station and beacon tower; In modern times, postal service also has post stations and merchants' letters; At present, the postal service has become a comprehensive and comprehensive service organization; Postal service has gradually integrated into all aspects of life. Postal service is a hot post and a battlefield without smoke. We touch the pulse of the market with our hands and feel the turmoil of the market with our hearts. We traveled in Daiyue and experienced hardships, surfing in the post office again and again. At that time, postal workers filled the gap with customers with their heart; At that time, postal workers used laughter to close the distance with customers. In order to transform and develop, we have gone through ups and downs; For green post, we embarked on a journey; Spring flowers, autumn moon, snow, rain and frost, we knock on customers' hearts with true feelings, and we open today's market with sweat. We write "smile" and "honesty" as life problems, and praise for "excellent service" reflects our embarrassment. Cheer for our efforts, cheer for our choices, build a century-old postal service, and interpret the life of postal people without regrets!

2. The poem "In the Mountains" related to postal service is a five-character quatrain written by the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei. Translation:

The flow of Jingxi River is getting less and less every day, white stones are exposed on the riverbed, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the red leaves on the branches are getting rarer and rarer.

It didn't rain on the winding mountain road, but the dense pine and cypress were foggy and wet, and it seemed to drip down, which wet the clothes of pedestrians.

Original text:

In the mountains, Wang Weixing's white stone appeared in the west, and the weather was cold and the red leaves were sparse. There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by.

Precautions:

① Jingxi: Changshui, also known as Jinggu Water, originates in the northwest of Lantian County, Shaanxi Province, flows to the northwest, and enters Lishui via the southeast of Chang 'an County. See the notes on Volume 16 of Water Mirror Wei Shui and Chang 'an Annals.

2 yuan: So, so.

3 Empty green: refers to Shan Lan.

3. Praise the postal poem to celebrate the triumph, fly in the wind, post all the way, and be passionate for a hundred years!

Looking at the years and counting the present, we have ups and downs;

Seeking transformation, promoting development, day and night.

Once upon a time, postal service was also a post station and beacon tower;

In modern times, postal service also has post stations and merchants' letters;

At present, postal service is a comprehensive and comprehensive service.

Postal service has gradually integrated into all aspects of life.

Postal service is a hot post and a battlefield without smoke.

We touch the pulse of the market with our hands and feel the turmoil of the market with our hearts.

We traveled through hardships in Daiyue.

Browse the postal service again and again.

At that time, postal workers filled the gap with customers with their heart;

At that time, postal workers used laughter to close the distance with customers.

In order to transform and develop, we have gone through ups and downs;

For the sake of green post, we embarked on a journey.

Spring flowers, autumn moon, snow, rain and frost, we knock on customers' hearts with true feelings, and we open today's market with sweat.

We write "smile" and "honesty" as life problems, and praise for "excellent service" reflects our embarrassment.

Cheer for our efforts, cheer for our choices, build a century-old postal service, and interpret the life of postal people without regrets!

Extended data:

Ancient Post Station: In ancient times, it was a post station, which was established for the ancient government of China, and used horses, cars and boats to transmit official documents and military information. It can be traced back to 3000 years ago and is the earliest postal prototype in the world.

Modern Post: Britain set up postal agencies in major cities in the early19th century, with stamps as proof of paid postage (delivery fee), which was the beginning of modern post.

Postal companies: With the progress of society and the expansion of commercial competition, national interests are constantly replaced by commercial interests, and commercial interests have gradually become the survival law that postal companies in various countries have to consider, so as to operate postal companies.

Postal service is a communication department managed by the state or directly engaged in delivering all kinds of mail (letters or articles), which has the characteristics of communicating officials, businessmen and people.

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4. Looking for poems praising China Post and the scenery of Postal Savings Bank.

Many people came, before the Mid-Autumn Festival, before people in the government enjoyed the long vacation.

There are six days before * * * and China's 57th birthday.

Only a week later, I saw the scenery in line again.

In the era of electronic network, paper stationery has become a thing of the past.

A small post office in Xincheng is not busy sending and receiving letters (it needs to be revised)

On this day, this Sunday, the traditional market day.

The farmer has a piece of paper in his pocket. Put it away carefully.

This money order stamped with the blue sky seal was sent by car from the south or the east.

This piece of paint has layers of homesickness grease and layers of homesickness powder.

One of the best homesickness for my daughter.

An uncle, estimated to be about the age of * * * and China, had a small snakeskin bag in his hand.

Line up consciously. A long line, a long snake array has posed as a snake.

A snake's tail swung from side to side in the street, attracting the attention of the public.

Some people craned their necks, and some people propped up awnings against the bright autumn sunshine.

Piles of people, in twos and threes, fill in a piece of paper.

A man is wearing grass-green liberation shoes and drilling a grass-green doorway.

Standing under a small green umbrella-like street tree, I carefully opened a scarlet passbook.

Look carefully at the words that the computer just typed on the passbook, which is a bit dazzling.

The fingers holding the hoe trembled and lit up the length of the number.

Stroking these newly entered Arabic numerals

It's like touching a child's rosy face and balls at night