yiwu, Yiwu
Before I came to Yiwu
I always liked to write Yiwu as an obligation
This time I walked into Yiwu
I saw the people running in Yiwu
Their obligation was to
push the commodity city to the international market
I walked into Yiwu
I settled down in a place called Xiali Jiaotang next to the international logistics center
and began to look at Yiwu carefully < P > The factory there is just like the factory in Shiqiaotou
neatly lined up
waiting for the world to inspect
I know the length of Zong Ze Road
the width of Danxi North Road
and the splendor of Yiwu Hotel
I almost lost my way in Futian Market
Bus No.369 took me out of my confusion
next time. Talking cordially with the villagers
Bulldozer
A bulldozer came over
It pushed the autumn wind
Pushed the night
The young driver pushed the bulldozer
Through Jingyi Road
Through Chunhan Road
Then turned into Danxi North Road
It stopped at a residential area in Danxi
Here used to be a < After
high-rise buildings were built
Bulldozers continued to push forward
It was necessary to flatten all the uneven places
2. Poems praising Yiwu
Selected poems of Yiwu have always been littered with literati and many poems.
Today, some songs are selected for those who are lyrical and lyrical, and the scenery is more innovative. The former part of the author is from Yiwu, who collected works before the founding of the People's Republic of China. The latter part is the works of people from other counties singing about Yiwu's humanities and customs, which are both ancient and modern.
Tang Luobin, who joined the army, cared for him all his life, and his spirit overflowed the three armed forces. The wild sun is divided into Geying, and the star is combined with the sword.
Bow string embraces the moon, while horse foot practices Hu Chen. Do not live, but die.
Early in the morning, Zhuji recruited a husband to Huaiyuan Road, and then rode on the dangerous mountain. Thin smoke crosses the mountain to offer, and it is light and frozen and astringent.
the wild fog is dark, and the mountain wind is cold. The emperor city is near the river, and the Yu point is resting on the river.
the orange nature should be adapted, and the heart should be relieved. It's hard to sing a long song when you cover your tears.
In Yishui, send someone here to say goodbye to yan dan, and a strong man will be crowned. The people at that time are not in, today's water is still the cold.
Yong Huai's youth is shallow, but he doesn't know how to deal with difficulties. If a word is fragrant, the whole world stinks like blue.
the sword is full of thoughts, while the golden vertebra is full of promises. An open-minded person is entrusted, and it is unreasonable to follow the trail.
it's too dangerous to pass the mountain, and it's a long time. Forgetting the machine will be very common, and being stupid will be different.
Ruan Ji-kong has a long whistle, but Liu Kun is not alone. Ten steps court Fang Lian, Sanqiu Long Yue Tuan.
Sophora japonica is not full of meaning, and it is cold because it is loose late. Sadness is anxious in the string, and sorrow is drunk and wide.
don't draw running water, and play it at the laity in the air. The rain is fine. Song Zong Ze Yan Bei Jing Hu Chen, Henan Zhuo our soldiers, the clouds meet, and the world is clear by day.
I cried my eyes out and collapsed, and I was scorched and tired. I didn't hesitate to go to the capital. Every fellow villager laughs at the thinness of his servant and horse, but he is still ashamed to rush. According to the saddle, it is not Ma Yuan, so how can he rebuke Wang Zun? Sweat and blood can see the country, and Lu is grateful at last. Don't bully the horse and be thin, and plan to go to Kinmen.
Early-onset umbrellas hang down the sand on the road, and the water is long, the mountains are long and the roads are full of flowers. In my eyes, the situation is in my mind, and I am slow and quiet. Song Zuyin, the exquisite house of Shibi, build house cast the peaks among the old eyes, and the pine and fir were faintly winding.
there are thousands of bamboos left at the edge of the field, and the next nest wind is near the forest. Want to sleep quietly, dream of spring, sit idly and watch the moon fall into the air.
behave yourself in all my life, and children and grandchildren will be more concerned? The end. Knowing the things above Lianzhou, Taizhou, the retired supervisor, worships Taoism, giving Song Shilong a sense that he had no trace of poverty in his life for a hundred years.
like flowers before the wind, glory and thanks are instantaneous. At that time, herding cattle stood upright, and who was distinguished from the enemy.
a haggard melon is a welcome guest. When a husband gets rich, dirt becomes a treasure.
once favor fades, gold loses its color. I'm sorry for all the past and present, but I can't sigh today.
Danxi Song Xu Qiao Danxi Mountains are full of feelings, and the pages of Yu are surrounded by flowers. In the east, the double show is soaring.
only see two peaks in front of me. Two waters come from the south to care for each other, and they merge in the west to live.
this section of Xishan Mountain is green, with a garden and ten acres of flat. Looking at me? However, there are several houses, and bamboo and chrysanthemum are planted around them.
Walking with a walking stick can make the scenery beautiful, and sitting with an open book reading to the sage. I don't know how to share this leisure between heaven and earth.
don't be humble, noble and old, but you should also live up to Erxi Mountain. Yu Liang, a fisherman, should not be greedy for red carp, but also love Biliu.
when the wind comes, the flowers fall and the bait falls; when the clouds break through the moon, the hook sinks. Sad summer beds are sad summer beds, the seedlings in Nanmu are not long, and the grass in Donggao is in full bloom.
Now, I'm trying to help women with their salaries, and I'm only trying to attract Ding Nan. Sad summer, scorching sun? Chicken, you can't drink Qingxi when you are thirsty.
I'd rather know that among the icebergs in the waterside pavilion, you're too busy to think that the sun is not west. For the Song Dynasty's Death, Feng Youren, Song Dynasty, hunts for dust and fans the earth's axis. Who is the Hanshan River in front of him?
The solitary minister swallowed Hu Zhi, and shed too many tears at the new pavilion. Shan Zhuang Yuan Jin Juan Qing Cun Xi Jin Chu, Lin Mi secluded lonely Zhuang.
the road is covered with cranberries, and the door is barren with Ficus pumila walls. Walking in the autumn leaves is slippery, and it stands tall and cool at night.
after returning from farming, hemp fiber hangs in the sunset. In the spring, the pastoral miscellaneous Xingyuan Liu Yinggui is alone in guarding the door by day, and it is also a paradise.
the plum, the hidden bamboo and the frog sound in another village. The dead vines in the corner stick to the trees, and the wild water in the field flows into the stream.
I've come to pick up the spring breeze sentence and give it to Sha Ou Mo Langyan. Embroidered Lake Yuan Huang Ju Jin hangs clouds and the sky is hazy, and the lake is the only color.
the thin night breeze revives, and the international night snow begins to accumulate. The potential of condensation is strong, and the dust is noisy for a while.
after sitting for a long time, I heard the sound of funeral music suddenly. One or two comrades in the anti-state mail have no way to get to the mountain, and the lights care about the dream.
It's funny to laugh when the waves go away and the world of mortals is gone. Who can compete with the old white club? There are thousands of rocks in the chest, and the eyes are empty.
The storm has not stopped Hongyan, so it's hard to be poor because it's so misty. After crossing the Ji Pavilion Yuan Ding Cun, the spring breeze led the staff to cross the Ji Pavilion, and the first day was full of water and green.
a hundred acres of clear waves and blue sky, and a group of people return to the wild goose to cross the green garden. The birds in the eaves know people well, and the mountains and rivers feel the spirit.
it's a pity that the old documents are all gone, and there is nothing left in the wind. In the spring, the countryside is mixed with Xingyuan, and Wu Wangyu plays with dairy geese in the wild water, and dries up the grass where the hedges are missing.
the grass is green, cattle and sheep lie down at will, and the door is quiet. Tired of leaning on a plow, a husband needs a woman, while Weng Huan strikes the soil and Ge Sun.
The newcomers have a different livelihood, and they like to patrol the eaves and live in honey nests. In spring, the countryside is full of excitement (palindrome). Yuan Chen Xisheng plows and hoes all over the field, and the blood spits out and the tree is red.
the seedling needles are green, and the wheat waves are green. Chickens crow in the daytime and it rains in the village, and clams bark at the cold grass bank.
the clouds outside the stream are chaotic with flutes, and the trees are covered with green onions. Embroidered Hu Ming and Wang Yi have traveled ten miles in Huachuan, and they have won the game for many years.
yuhua forest temple, the side building of Fengliuyi. Mo Mo Wu Rong Pu, Yi Yi Du Ruozhou.
I've been in foreign affairs all my life, and I'm not allowed to pay floating gulls. Qingyan Mountain is secluded in Qingyan Mountain, and houses are built to open up wasteland.
there are mountains on the left and right, and two streams are singing things. Bare and silent, the ring is blocked.
Lin Quan is lucky to win, and I will live in the dark for the time being. Building a city is like building a city in the morning, building a city at dusk, and building a city wants to collapse.
It rains heavily in May in the south of the Yangtze River, and everyone suffers when it collapses. Everyone builds a city and sells more fields, and small families sell property to help money.
every inch of the building is covered with blood. Fighting for a high road city can prevent thieves, and the people's strength is poor.
don't you see that your majesty's virtue is like heaven, and the whole world has been a family for thousands of years. The solid foundation of golden soup is beyond your trust, so why sit down and make the people weak? Outside the pavilion of Tianming and Wangchu in Shuizhu Cave, the clean water is self-excited and turbulent, and all the pavilions are planted with Bilang Wang Gan.
the glass light soaks into the porch and the window is cold, while Pei Cui's culvert is cold. When a child catches a fish, he catches it now, and the Taoist priest is crowned with skillful cutting.
when the jade breeze comes, it sounds like a flying fairy ringing a ring. The journey is full of praise. Fu Zao made his way to Pilingpu and stayed in Yangzi Mae in the evening.
when crossing the river, the atmosphere is different, and you can watch from afar. Men attach great importance to meritorious service, preferring to love the chrysanthemum period.
I envy Xie Anshi and Xu Xiadong Mountain. If you are successful, you will not avoid it.
Shi Biming, Heming Li, it's early in the morning, and it's sunny in the spring. I went out with the yellow calf and walked leisurely along the green stream.
the birds are silent, and the fallen flowers are like sounds. Looking back at the waterfall, Bai Yunsheng is a tree.
Long Qiu and Yun Ming Zhu Lian smoke floating monks outside the bamboo to cook tea, and the wind around the grass warms the sand in Luming Literature. Where to see the tourists in Qingxi, the flowers fall in front of the waterfall rock.
On the second day of New Year's Day, I saw Ji Xueming in the plain. In the spring suburbs of Zhu Xiang, I spent a night flying the jade, and the trees and branches were all skillful. White to far. 3. Praise the ancient poems of Yiwu
Yiwu has always had a large number of literati and many poems. Today, among them, some songs are selected for those who are lyrical and lyrical, and the scenery is more innovative. The former part of the author is from Yiwu, who collected works before the founding of the People's Republic of China. The latter part is the works of people from other counties singing about Yiwu's humanities and customs, which are both ancient and modern.
Danxi Song Xu Qiao
Danxi mountains are full of feelings, and the pages of Yu are full of flowers. In the east, the double show is soaring. Only see two peaks in front of me. Two waters come from the south to care for each other, and they merge in the west to live. There is a green section of this mountain, and there is a garden of ten acres in it. Looking at me? However, there are several houses, and bamboo and chrysanthemum are planted around them. Walking with a walking stick, the scenery is beautiful, and sitting with an open book reading to the sages. I don't know how to share this leisure between heaven and earth. Don't be proud and old, but you should also live up to Erxi Mountain.
The garden in spring is mixed with Xingyuan and Liu Yinggui
Only a dog guards the door in the daytime, and it has its own paradise. There is no way to hide the plum and bamboo, and the frogs are heard in another village. The dead vines in the corner stick to the trees, and the wild water in the field flows into the stream. I've come to pick up the spring breeze sentence and give it to Sha Ou Mo Langyan.
Qingyan Mountain
In the secluded Qingyan Mountain, houses are built to open up wasteland. The mountains are around, and the double streams are singing. Bare and silent, the ring is blocked. Lin Quan is lucky to win, and I will temporarily live in the dark. 4. The content of the poem about the long history of Yiwu is 5 words
"Golden and silver geese fly around Yiwu." "A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own kennel." "Eat white rice without farming, wear silk clothes without growing cotton". "The old society was bitter as bittern, and the new society was sweet as dew." ..... Presumably every elderly Yiwu person has not forgotten these ancient proverbs left by our ancestors. Yiwu is an outstanding person with a long history.
Poetry \ Ode to Yiwu, history
"Golden thrush and silver thrush fly around Yiwu." "A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own kennel." "Eat white rice without farming, wear silk clothes without growing cotton". "The old society was bitter as bittern, and the new society was sweet as dew." ..... Presumably every elderly Yiwu person has not forgotten these ancient proverbs left by our ancestors. Yiwu has outstanding people and a long history. 5. The content is about a poem praising Yiwu's long history. 5 words
"Golden and silver geese fly around Yiwu." "A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own kennel." "Eat white rice without farming, wear silk clothes without growing cotton". "The old society was bitter as bittern, and the new society was sweet as dew." ..... Presumably every elderly Yiwu person has not forgotten these ancient proverbs left by our ancestors. Yiwu is an outstanding person with a long history.
Poetry \ Ode to Yiwu, history
"Golden thrush and silver thrush fly around Yiwu." "A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own kennel." "Eat white rice without farming, wear silk clothes without growing cotton". "The old society was bitter as bittern, and the new society was sweet as dew." ..... Presumably every elderly Yiwu person has not forgotten these ancient proverbs left by our ancestors. Yiwu has outstanding people and a long history