Three Poems Recited on Labor Day

The flowers in May are both beautiful and fragrant.

The songs in May are crisp and loud.

The red flag in May is particularly bright.

The sun is

Three Poems Recited on Labor Day

The flowers in May are both beautiful and fragrant.

The songs in May are crisp and loud.

The red flag in May is particularly bright.

The sun is particularly bright in May.

This kind of flower blooms all over the world.

This song resounds through the mountains and seas.

This red flag brightens the five-color skin.

This sunshine warms the chests of hundreds of millions of people.

Red May has given us dignity as human beings.

Red May gave us the strength to save the world.

Red May gave us the right to live.

Red May has given us lofty ideals.

We are the mainstay of the country.

We are the pillars of the country.

We are the masters of the world.

We are the driving force of history.

We waved-the mountain bowed its head and gave way.

We stamp our feet-the river flows backwards.

We looked up-the blue sky gave the stars and the moon.

We bow down-the earth gives us treasures.

We have "created" one billionaire after another with blood and sweat.

We built heaven after heaven with our hands.

We are proud of May.

We are proud of our labor.

We are fearless for our ideals.

We sing for freedom.

Flowers in May, you bloom day and night.

We will always be gardeners who protect flowers.

May's song, are you loud?

We will always be your neatest and grandest choir.

Red flag in May, flying high.

For generations, we have been your most loyal standard-bearers.

The sunshine in May shines forever.

According to working people all over the world-

Freedom, autonomy and self-reliance, and labor rights and interests are guaranteed.

Long live labor! Long live liberation! !

Yesterday's wind blew the horn of labor,

Today, the clear sky indicates.

It's time to give birth.

Laborers are hardworking farmers.

In the fields in the early morning, there are farmers working.

Form a simple picture

Workers are best reflected in farmers.

Facing the Loess back into the air

Hard work and simplicity year after year.

Being friends with the earth is a great cold.

Just celebrating the new year.

Today, I saw the workers working in the fields.

The warmth of the morning makes them integrate with the earth.

Sweat all over your face.

They just laughed and went on working.

everywhere

Shake my heart

Working people are loyal to the soil, and working people are not mediocre.

Working people are sweating, and working people are the most capable.

The working people are the most industrious. They are farming.

The working people were praised, and they were really moved.

Working people are dry on holidays, and working people are sweaty.

I am the son of working people, and I admire them.

The working people are the poorest and the working people are the most glorious.

Labor day, a holiday for working people.

They don't know whether to rest or travel.

I only know how to farm after rain.

look

They walked into the field with hoes on their shoulders.

The sun is so bright.

The trees in the sun are covered with green leaves.

The machine is running at full speed.

And sing hymns for the festival.

No matter what position you insist on.

How ordinary the position is.

You are all creating new lives.

In order to work better at rest

Work is for a better life.

This is the eternal melody of human beings.

It is also the song of the workers' hearts.

Ordinary workers are great.

Ordinary greatness is broader.

Only happily devote yourself to study and work.

Life will enjoy real happiness.