Classic poems on labor day

In real life or work and study, everyone has heard or used some classic poems. Poetry is a literary genre with a certain rhythm and rhythm, which vividly expresses the author's rich emotions and reflects social life with highly concise language. What are the widely used poems? The following are the classic Labor Day poems I collected for you (selected 14). Welcome to share.

Classic Poems of Labor Day 1 Song of Laborers

The flowers in May are 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 only 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 have sex and protect the gardener of 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!

The classic poem of labor day 2 trees in spring.

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

A classic poem dedicated to pavers on the third Labor Day.

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!

The classic poem of labor day 4 sunny May Day

The sunny May Day finally arrived as scheduled.

Shanshan and Rapids

Nowhere to find traces of April.

At this point, wait.

Just the rights of workers.

Taste the sweetness of a quiet room.

Comfortable!

Summer began to occupy the panes of Jiangcheng.

Sunlight invades gently.

grin

Gradually, capture the inertia of the crowd.

Finally, the building started.

For a long time, a group originated from high temperature

Sink!

It's almost noon, Nanhu.

Still lazy in the arms of the morning mist

Pass away the fatigue of the past in a coquetry way

Sneaking around, secretly pleased

People who came back from vacation were locked in drawers.

Everything is in a dream.

Regret!

Hope in the past equals separation today.

The rest will wake up at first sight.

It turned into a farewell banquet in an instant.

The day of reunion

Wait for it, it will come again.

My hometown is far away.

Unlimited

At the moment, the spring scenery is blurred.

The window railing is fixed on the other side.

The air no longer breathes impudently.

In the house, alone

Keep a glass of water.

By the desk, snuggling up in the chair.

Greedy chewing diary, just like chewing boiled water.

Be quiet!

The classic poem of Labor Day 5 praises Labor Day.

Today is our festival.

Do you still have the pride of working people?

Don't say that capitalists support us.

We have made our hometown rich.

We are simple, we are kind.

We are brave and hardworking.

Labor is a glorious spirit.

There are only people.

Is the real creation of history.

Today is the day of liberation

Why don't you break the chains of slaves?

Don't be superstitious about any savior.

We long for truth.

For equality, for justice.

For the motherland, for the compatriots.

Labor is the essence of man.

Only the public.

Hold the red flag high.

Today is solemn. Sentence.

You must fire at all reactionaries.

In order to establish harmony, we must eliminate differences.

We are masters and cannot be shaken.

Fight oppression and exploitation.

Fight corruption and bureaucracy.

Labor is the force of revolution.

Unity is only unity.

Only steel knives can eradicate evil.

Today is our birthday.

You must be proud of the workers.

People suffering all over the world unite.

Break through all cages with labor

Not afraid of hardship and sacrifice.

Not afraid of poverty or suffering.

Labor is the wealth of life.

Labor is just labor.

It is a magic weapon to pursue light.

Labor Day Classic Poetry 6 Look at Labor Day again.

Precious migratory birds fly away, but they can't stay.

King's Festival

But quietly approached us.

This should be the first day of hard work.

Finally found an excuse to stop work and release.

What gift did you bring this time?

This is a pile of unpaid salary documents.

Still added a lot of laid-off roles.

Is that the product is unsalable.

Or a few percentage points higher for public utilities.

There you are. You are on the first page of early summer.

It seems that there is always an army of millions of industries behind wealth.

They will leave the tall building when they are finished.

Delicious food and seafood service, they leave.

Dressed beautifully, send it as soon as it is sewn.

You are here, and the ordinary days are extraordinary.

The forgotten have a moment of collective title.

Intensive labor has tried the fun of concentration.

Silent catwalks have more exposure stages.

The unsung hero of the new era finally left.

A chorus of voices.

Labor day. Classic Poetry 7 Praise for Labor

Labor is an old song.

Labor is a beautiful picture.

Labor creates the sun of history.

The spring breeze of labor and the glory of Kyushu

Praise labor

Sing loudly and enthusiastically.

Praise labor

The workers' birthdays feel charming and exciting.

Praise labor

I hope the red sun warms my heart during the day.

Looking forward to Bai Yue at night, holding hands and thinking.

Praise labor

They are busy looking at the sky to kill time.

Spread your wings and make progress.

Praise labor, praise workers.

Working day and night is quiet for a long time.

Labor Day Classical Poetry 8 Labor Day Songs

A ridge like a mountain, bow your head

Plow and bow

The farmer's waist, bend down

Sweating profusely

In May, there is a solar wind.

There are bright green grass and laughter wrapped in festive red silk.

There is a quiet smoke in the kitchen.

Lift it up, lift it up

When the city's pupils find a height.

Magnificence, an ancient square noun.

Being injected with hormones lengthens the body and grows irresistibly.

Crawling labor, climbing up.

Stand at the top, climb the flying object and climb the solar system.

In the splendor of Xinghan, indulge in fantasy.

I want to be naked in the Garden of Eden.

And a leaf. Think of stone hunting, think of human beings knocking out the first shining spark with flint.

Think about papermaking, the compass

Gunpowder and movable type printing

Newton was hit on the head by a falling apple.

Labor glory, labor

Create happiness, work

It is a kind of wisdom and happiness that God has given to mankind.

We stretch our tendons.

Let the spring breeze touch the fresh silk like a river.

Out of the swamp of poverty

Write with poetry and live a poetic life.

Expanding knowledge and broadening humanistic horizons can be said to be a wealth for children.

Labor Day Classic Poetry 9 Labor Day

You are not good at preaching.

Born to work.

I itch all over if I don't work.

I can't even sleep well

You know best.

Labor creates everything.

Jinshan Yinshan

It is the crystallization of sweat.

Callus on your hand

In exchange for tomorrow's sun

Tianye fruit piaoxiang

Steel flowers splash coal waves.

The wrinkles on your face

Memories engraved with years.

Bitter, sweet and sour

Make nectar

Your eyes

Hidden wisdom and cleverness

Step through all the difficulties.

Stand up and be a hero.

You are the creator.

Discredit the glory of history.

Famous mountains and Lishui are afraid of you.

Ripples in my ears

Labor Day Classic Poem 10 "Song of Laborers"

Our remote mountain village

The first green postal kiosk was born.

The owner of the postal kiosk

Is a farmer who stood up from the soil.

It's the policy that makes us

Wake up in a misty mountain village

This is a message for us.

The dull mountain village opened the window lattice.

It is science that makes us.

The mountain village began to take off in the pace of snails.

Ignorance was swept into the garbage.

Knowledge brightens the eyes of getting rich. ...

Our remote mountain village

Finally, the first green postal kiosk was born.

The postal kiosk has taken root.

Go deep into the center of the mountain village

In order to destroy the desert left by our ancestors

Open up a green spring

Classic labor day poems 1 1 may day carols

Spring breeze and spring rain blow vilen,

Began to form a long layer of green.

On that towering iron tower and the layer-by-layer distribution network,

There is a busy scene of line maintenance workers.

The wind plays on the wire with warm hands.

Cheerful music, in loneliness

Sing an accompaniment for the workers in the vast sand sea,

Deserts and uninhabited Gobi

Because of their existence, they are full of energy and spirit.

In order to make the town near the desert have night lights,

In order to make thousands of workers use electric energy safely and continuously.

In order to build the motherland,

Our electrical workers

From the night shift to the moonlight sandstorm,

Patrol, repair and eliminate defects

From barren land to noisy streets,

From the overhead line to every corner of the ground cable,

Check it carefully,

Don't let every hidden danger slip away from your eyes. ...

This is the Lightbringer.

A festival dedicated to their own workers

The truest hymn!

Classic labor day poem 12 "Happy Labor Day"

May Day is a holiday for international workers.

May is another day full of true feelings.

In this spring, the spring breeze is cool today.

Having said that, I sincerely tunnel 1 to all the working people:

Happy May Day International Labor Day!

There are laborers running around every corner of the city.

In the countryside and fields, there are footprints of hard work of laborers everywhere.

Cocoon-covered hands are as thick and powerful as steel,

Hold up the ideals and beliefs of life.

Small beads of sweat sparkled like pearls.

Have the sky and the earth.

Sweat dyed the earth green and dotted the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland.

Selfless dedication to spread fragrance and happiness to mankind,

Working people are the essence of the earth.

For the prosperity of the motherland and the nation,

Today's protagonist uses hard-working hands and wisdom.

Don't hesitate to sweat and bleed, and dedicate your regretless youth.

Turn the cool barren hills into beautiful orchards,

Build spectacular high-rise buildings on ruins and abandoned mountains,

Over the mountains, a modern expressway was built.

Strugglers have created one amazing achievement after another.

It is the working people who have created our beautiful life today.

It is they who have built a civilized socialist harmonious society.

In this passionate season, on this special day,

Let us sincerely wish with reverence:

-Happy holidays, great laborers!

Labor Day Classic Poem 13 "Glory of Labor"

In spring

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

Classic Poems of Labor Day 14 May Day

Standing on the head of Red May

Go deep among workers

Feel the jumping notes in the sun.

accidentally

drop

Touch the silent fruit forest

In the land of silence

suddenly

The sonorous song of labor sounded.

Echoes in the hearts of hundreds of millions of workers.

Reverberating between the blue sky and white clouds

The sound of birds falling on trees

A hot morning

cannot help doing

sunlight

rain and dew

spring breeze

Promote the flower of civilization in the city.

Popularize the fruits of rural labor

Full of beautiful scenery

Under the fluttering notes

Singing the song of labor happily

Song of labor

Bring good news of spring sowing.

Take Xia Yun's hope.

Let poetry fill the earth.

Any point dyeing painting

Song of labor

Eternal singing

Notes are constantly arching out of the ground.

Fruitful fruit

delicious

Fragrant and sweet