Labor day hymn, labor has created history, and labor has created the future. On the occasion of the new May Day International Labor Day, let's praise the most beautiful labor. All over the world, there are workers creating the world everywhere. The following is a poem praising Labor Day.
The hymn is labor day 1 1, showing mercy to farmers.
Don Li Shen
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.
Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?
2. Look at wheat cutting
Tang Bai Juyi
The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
Mother-in-law is loaded with vegetables, and the child is loaded with pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
There is another poor woman with a child in her arms.
Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.
Listening to his words of concern is very sad.
My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.
Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.
Lu Li has 300 stone, and he had leftover food when he was eight years old.
I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
Step 3 go back to the garden
Dong Yuanming
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.
Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.
It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
4. The four seasons are picturesque.
Fan Song Chengda
During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework.
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
5. April in the country
Song Weng Juan
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
6. Two social songs
Wang Song Yucheng
In ...
Everyone is beautiful, and he always listens to Tian.
Each wishes to plant a thousand ropes, and the ears of beans and grains are full of green hills.
The second is.
Nanshan is planted in the north mountain. Is mutual farming biased?
I hope everyone in the world is like me, but there should be few barren places in the four seas.
7. The farmer looks sunny.
Smell the west wind and rain in Qin, to ask the west wind to return sooner or later.
White-haired old farmers stand out from the crowd, and clouds open in the high places of wheat fields.
Labor day hymn 2 "Yangzhou will enjoy Lotte for the first time"
Don Liu Yuxi
The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years.
People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.
Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
Linjiangxian, the Yangtze River is rolling eastward.
short for Shenyang/a surname
The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away heroes.
Whether it is right and wrong or failure, it is empty now and has disappeared with the passage of time.
Castle Peak still exists, the sun still rises and the sunset still sets.
The white-haired hermit by the river has long been used to the changes of time.
I met an old friend and had a drink.
How many things in the past and how many years have been put into the conversation.
Song of striking the earth
Pre-Qin anonymous
The sun goes out to farm and goes home to rest after sunset.
A well can have water to drink, and crops will not be hungry.
Dili means nothing to me.
A slow voice
Song liqing Zhao
Look for it, it's cold,
Sad and sad.
It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.
Three glasses and two glasses of light wine,
How can you beat him? Come late!
Goose is very sad,
We're old acquaintances.
Yellow flowers piled up all over the ground,
Who can pick it now?
Looking out the window, how can you be black alone!
The Indus River is drizzling,
At dusk, little by little.
This time, what a sad sentence!
National wind, July wind
The Book of Songs
Fire is full in July, and clothes are given in September.
The first day I was fat, the next day I was fierce.
No clothes, no brown, why did you die?
On the third and fourth day, I stood on tiptoe.
With my daughter-in-law, I'm glad to see you in the south!
Labor day hymn 3 1, the sun is shining golden.
The rooster sang three songs and the flowers woke up.
The birds are busy dressing up.
The little magpie built a new house.
Little bees are busy picking honey.
Where does a happy life come from?
We must rely on labor to create.
Green Ye Er, red flowers.
Little butterfly is playful.
Do not love labor, do not love learning.
None of us have learned.
Build a new house like a magpie.
Learn from bees to collect honey.
The joy of labor is endless.
The creation of labor is the most glorious.
Step 2 give it to the paver
When I was a child, I always thought:
Why are there so many roads in the world?
As many as fishing nets scattered in the river
Who raised them,
Let a lot of cars come and go on it
Today, I found you by the roadside.
Send away the vehicle with proud eyes,
Scatter gravel on the road ...
Now, I understand,
You are small stones,
The road paved in the world is wide and long!
3. Time and space celebrate May Day with new clothes, and labor songs are everywhere.
Tiger steps and dragons, lofty aspirations, human fragrance.
The history of civilization is industrious, and the sweat of a happy life is solid.
Give praise to people and enjoy glory in troubled times.
4. Century painting is highly hand-painted,
Spring, autumn, winter and summer are different.
Hungry and cold,
Today's song and dance poem.
Yushu mourns the tears of the mountains and the moon,
Pujiang is beautiful.
The fireworks were gorgeous and dispersed with the wind.
I still see the workers coming home late at night.
In a remote hometown village thousands of miles away.
I sing about my old country mother.
She doesn't know that one day in May is Mother's Day.
All I know is that the smoke rose early.
Then he hoed the ground and went to the field.
Let the dripping sweat overcome the desire for a bumper harvest
Looking at the wheat seedlings is like their lush daughter, growing up in green.
6. Rockets should be designed from heaven.
Skyscrapers should be designed;
High-speed railways should be designed,
Stove and dining table should be well designed.
Accurate calculation,
Perfect imagination;
Engineers' brains,
Better than a hundred computers.
With the wisdom of engineers,
Only the beauty of modern life!
Feel the Seven Laws of May Day International Labor Day
Storm suddenly swept through Juanzhi City, in full swing.
Vast and stormy, five continents form an alliance.
Dare to do worse, fulfill the wishes of the people, defend human rights to the death, and take the old road.
Don't let evil spirits spit fog again, let the past year be eventful.
Reflections on the Seven Laws of "May 1 International Labor Day"
In 30 years, I turned to less luxury, and my efforts have doubled.
The snowy moon is full of dreams, and food, clothing, housing and transportation all depend on Sang Ma.
Hymns are always written in praise of cleanliness, and indifferent tea is often brewed in huts.
Long-term negative castle peak does not regret, still have no conscience of the country and home.
These seven laws celebrate May Day.
Time and space are full of new clothes and labor songs everywhere.
Tiger steps and dragons, lofty aspirations, human fragrance.
The history of civilization is industrious, and the sweat of a happy life is solid.
Give praise to people and enjoy glory in troubled times.
Pastoral work
meng haoran
The disadvantages are separated from the dust, but the first thing is to promote the sky. Cloth is close to three paths and thousands of trees have been planted.
Yu Yue was pushed to move, but he was in his thirties and hasn't met him yet. It was too late to write the sword, and it was dusk in Yuan Qiu.
Pregnant in the morning, often confused during the day. I admire swans in the sky and compete for food.
Looking at Jinmamen, I will take the road of firewood. Country songs have no confidants, and eventually no friends or relatives.
Who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong?