Be protected by labor
My body is under the beat of the sun.
Ups and downs like gratitude
There was a metallic sound.
The sound of friction between metal and soil.
This seductive voice has been hovering over this land.
Let us have a deeper understanding.
The taste of the land
labour
Let's sweat.
Endless and silent
Like feathers beating on metal.
We live for labor.
Remove fish scales
As rain seeps into the soil
In the mature season of golden dance
We smell good.
Branches hanging high
Love labor (poetry)
Text/Shu Spring is here.
Our simple wish
It is endless labor.
It is to make labor a virtue and a craft.
hand down from generation to generation
When the sun comes out, go to work in the fields.
Rest at sunset
This goes deep into the tradition and habit of bone marrow.
As pure as a father's face.
This is irresistible.
Day after day
year after year
We held the field carefully in our hands.
On the heart
In the countryside, in four songs,
Labor is the only way for us to mature.
Now happiness begins with simple labor.
From all angles of the fields and the countryside
Surround us from all directions.
Love work
Our tired bodies are pure.
Inner peace
Poetry reading to celebrate May Day.
Open the calendar in May.
We seem to see
angry mob
Into Tiananmen Square.
Open the calendar in May.
We seem to hear
Excited and high voice.
Just visiting for 80 years.
Echoes clearly in the ear.
Give it back to me. Qingdao refused to sign a peace treaty
Punish thieves at home and fight for state power abroad.
How can the motherland be ravaged?
How can China set foot on the earth?
This is the just cry of a group of warm-blooded young people.
This is a glorious declaration of a group of patriots.
Like a volcano erupting magma.
Like a sword into the darkness.
It's like a torrent rushing in.
Like a petrel struggling with the wind and waves
Beating up traitors makes people happy.
Angry burning Cao Zhai
What is the bloody suppression?
I spilled my blood.
This is a great victory against imperialism and feudalism.
This is an extraordinary turning point in history.
This is a banner that will always be held high.
I am an eternal patriotic poem.
Open the calendar in May.
My thoughts fly far away.
Open the calendar in May.
How many worries have you added to your heart?
The cloud of war still hangs over Iraq.
The land of Kosovo is filled with strong smoke.
Hegemonists interfere in other countries' internal affairs at will.
Japanese right-wingers categorically denied the history of aggression against China.
Discordant melodies of the world peace symphony come and go.
The long human society.
How many years of suffering have you performed?
A long history and civilization.
How many tragedies are staged frequently?
Countless ironclad facts tell us
Ignorance is bullied.
You will be beaten if you fall behind.
Open the May calendar.
My confidence doubled.
burning with ardour
Faith is a strong fortress.
Ideals are like burning flames.
The call for peace resounded all over the world.
The seeds of friendship have taken root in my heart.
The horn of the times has sounded in the north and south of the Yangtze River.
The spring breeze of reform is blowing all over Shuyang.
A letter from a young friend
Let's hold high the May 4th Red Flag.
Unite as one and be pragmatic.
Catch up and strive for self-improvement
usher in a new century
Embrace a bright tomorrow.