Modern poetry of tower crane

Modern Poetry of Tower Crane 1

I don't know whether it's old or dark

Anyway, I look at the city in broad daylight

She always hides in vague dreams

Like an illusory mirage

The only thing I can see clearly is the towering towers and their booms. Tower crane is called

the right of tower crane, and its divine power is incomparable

heavier than a noisy, crowded and bursting city

It is easy to carry the head of the city

Pull the city, and it grows to a new height every day

The right of tower crane is incomparable

Heavier than the sun which is 33, times heavier than the earth

Hanging in the sun

. Laugh at this jerk's self-immolation in lust.

The power of tower crane is incomparable.

People pour the power of tower crane all over the country.

It has taken more than 2 years' long time.

The tower crane is still a busy city, and the busiest protagonist

surrounds the busy crowd of tower crane, smaller than an ant < But

even with your heart, you can't find the center of the tower crane. Modern Poetry of Tower Crane 2

First order, second order, third order ...

Ten floors, twentieth floor, thirtieth floor ...

Wearing a yellow helmet on his head, wearing a blue uniform and whistling,

While climbing the tower crane easily, he watched

his sight gradually enlarged.

In the past two years, the surrounding buildings

have piled up like building blocks.

Several highways have been opened on the wasteland, and at first only motorcycles and agricultural vehicles with a size of

.384 are driven.

Every festival, flowers will be filled.

gradually, the traffic began to be congested. The traffic lights

direct the endless traffic, and the attractive neon lights

on the street beckon people to wash their feet and take a bath.

Take a break and take a breath.

The portrait of my girlfriend haunts my mind.

She has a shoulder-length hair, a silver face, big eyes, a straight nose,

a shallow dimple on her left face

and if she but turned her head and smiled, there were cast a hundred spells's figure.

The cold wind blowing in early spring hit

his thin body, and the tower crane trembled.

He seemed to hear: 15, yuan,

every penny was indispensable, the matchmaker was malicious

and a sigh in his father's mouth with a sad face

.

he vomited foul air, and

he crawled towards the target with a heavy burden.