Poems about flood prevention

1. Classic poems on flood prevention

Stop and go to look at the street scene, panting and sweating all over.

Worship the Bodhisattva in the Guanyin Hall and practice boxing in Century Square;

Singing and dancing bring joy to the common people, and the trade market is complete with goods.

The next day, we visited the Zoroastrian God Tower and strolled through Shuncheng Pass;

The ruins of the ancient site still exist, leaving them as a souvenir for future generations.

In the Empress Hall in Houtu Temple, the culture of filial piety and kindness has been passed down for thousands of years;

On the Qingming Festival, which has a long history, the Three Sages are remembered in their hometown.

Returning to the farming land of the past, the old appearance has disappeared;

Mianshan Park has beautiful scenery, dense forests and bright flowers.

Thirty years of reform and opening up, urban development has taken on a new look;

Reluctance to leave is often a dream of a wanderer. 2. Poems about flood prevention and fighting

There is a drought in the southwest, and China is sick. Millions of suffering, billions of tears.

The earth is cracked and the swamps are dry. The phoenix sings sadly, the carp is dying.

All crops have been lost, and the people’s hearts are burning. Dry mouth and unkempt hair.

It is the young and old who are the most affected by this disaster. The baby cries and tears flow freely.

The sky and the earth are vast and the outlines are mulberry. Digging a well a hundred feet long, drinking water and remembering its source.

No matter how muddy the water is, it is still precious. The dusk was deep, and the person was choked.

What was beautiful yesterday is now a wilderness. Looking around, everything is desolate.

The rain is hard to find, the sun and the moon are long and bitter. Tossing and turning, the stars fill the window.

Yunnan and Guizhou are prosperous and unique in the world. Thousands of miles of fertile fields, cultivated by our ancestors.

The sun is so scorching and the dry lake is so dry. My heart is sad and I can't control myself.

I want to ride on the wind to cover myself from the scorching sun. The clouds bring rain to save our people.

If you want to steal the water from heaven, you will stir up my rivers. The waves are rolling, and all the people are happy.

The beautiful country is full of devastation. To fight drought and provide disaster relief, we should be generous.

The drought is getting longer and longer, making life difficult. All sectors of society are doing their best.

The whole country is focused on and the whole people are paying attention. Support from all directions, Kyushu is united.

A trickle of gift, an outpouring of love. Reduce expenditure and protect resources, the way of development 3. Poems about flood fighting and disaster relief

Retain the brilliance——Poetry report from the front line of flood fighting and disaster relief (Holy Light) Xie Yisen We are in the sky with lightning and thunder and low clouds At the darkest moment, we set off quickly towards the dangerous embankments from all directions.

The flood peak is roaring. The earth groans.

The mountains are shaking. The sound of waves crashing on the shore is heartbreaking.

The howling wind was like the terrifying howl of ten thousand hungry wolves. Is the Yangtze River crazy? Songhua River, Nen River, Poyang Lake, and Dongting Lake are all crazy! It seems like the end of the world has come! Look: the golden seedlings lie on the ground.

The beautiful petals were torn to pieces. ruins.

The old people looked up to the sky and sighed. The women raised their hands and cried in misery and despair.

Rows of surging waves, with boundless power and arrogant momentum, attack the countless green banks trying to stop them from playing wild... Sometimes we always seem very small, whether you admit it or not. admit. Sometimes we have to surrender to some kind of force, whether you like it or not.

And sometimes we have to fight! No matter who the final glory will belong to. But when we plant bright flags in every dangerous place, when our ships and assault boats cut through the waves and rush towards the shrill cries for help, what we feel is not that the end is coming. of fear and gloom.

There is a fire burning in our hearts! There is a light shining in front of our eyes! This fire, this light, comes from the lights that stay up all night at the Flood Control Headquarters, from the tears of the generals and the bloodshot eyes of the public servants, from the broad and strong chests of the People's Liberation Army and Armed Police soldiers blocking the breach; this fire, this The light comes from the pairs of steps running towards the dangerous area, the shoulders carrying sandbags and stones, the warm hands distributing relief food, and the ships that sank tragically in the face of the flood; this fire , this light also comes from the figures of laid-off workers, college students, and individual bosses fighting against the waves, from the hearts of the victims who allowed the floods to engulf their homes in order to divert the floods, and from the broad-mindedness of mothers who sacrificed their sons and wives and their husbands who generously went to disasters. This fire, this light also comes from every pair of melancholy eyes in the distance watching the ebb and flow of the clouds gathering and dispersing, from the rolling wheels loaded with relief supplies heading towards the disaster area, from the tens of millions of red donation boxes, from The song of love and devotion that resounded through the sky at the disaster relief benefit party... came from the depths of the disaster! Yesterday and today from the land of China! From every line of defense in the fierce battle between survival and death, rise and decline, life and death! Behold, it was splendor—a splendor rarely seen in days without disaster! A kind of splendor that overwhelms all the stormy waves! People who are constantly busy, cheer for this glory! No matter who you are, as long as you dare to step forward at this time, you are qualified to be proud of this glory! What does it matter if you are not a "perfect person"? Maybe you have lamented the harshness of the world, maybe you have been depressed by the injustice of fate, but when disaster strikes, you suddenly cheer up and move forward! Maybe the wind and dust blocking the sun once obscured your sight, maybe you once walked with your back to the sun, your eyes only staring at your own shadow, but when disaster strikes, you suddenly become bright-eyed, upright and selfless! Maybe you have hurt people who shouldn't be hurt, maybe you have hesitated at the intersection of good and evil, but when disaster strikes, you suddenly know right from wrong and are full of love! Behold, it is splendor—a splendor that drives away gloom! A splendor that shows the best of humanity! Really, look at those homeless victims with tears in their eyes - when this glory shines on their broken lives, when they jump out of the whirlpool of suffering and climb the embankment into the bright tents , those pairs of tearful eyes also shone with a strange light! Perhaps, what is contained in those eyes - what was once despair has now become hope; what was once indifference has now become enthusiasm; what once was suspicion has now become trust; what once was resentment has now become trust. Thanks! Behold, it is brilliance—a brilliance that breaks down the walls of separation! A brilliance that bridges emotional gaps! At this time, all government orders suddenly become unobstructed, at this time, all interpersonal relationships become harmonious, at this time, all eyes have no shadows and are filled with sunshine, at this time, all hearts are no longer narrow and full of sincerity and love, at this time, all hearts are no longer narrow and full of sincerity and love. At that time, everyone no longer needs to be wary of each other and are as close as one family; Look, look - although some banks collapsed at this time, others stood up strong, and although the turbid waves drained away the stormy waves at this time, On the shore, there is a magnificent scenery of calm waves, beautiful sun and blue sky, spanning the earth and shining in the world. At this time, although the ruthless flood has taken away countless wealth and laughter, there is another kind of immeasurable precious wealth that stands out and shines! Disaster, I curse you! Disaster, I thank you! If it weren't for disaster, would we be able to see this glory? Could we have this glory without disaster? Look up to the sky and smile for this great possession! With it, we stand tall and proud, we regard flood peaks as mud balls and dangerous shoals as flat rivers, we can repair all the cracks in all embankments and make them stand for thousands of years; with it, the dejected fruit trees will raise their heads and continue Moving towards the golden autumn, the sad branches will wipe away their tears and reopen, bearing the pain of losing their home.

Women in trouble will regain their moving smiles; with it, we will have no difficulties that we cannot overcome, no bumps that we can't tread, no disasters that cannot be overcome, and no beautiful shore that cannot be reached! Behold, it was splendor—a splendor beyond compare! A kind of brilliance that is both pleasing to the eye and seemingly fleeting! Oh, no, no, can this glory only be accompanied by disaster? Will we lose it after the disaster? No, we will keep our glory! Let this brilliance fill every pair of eyes and every heart, and let our chests turn into stretching embankments and barrier-like mountains. This brilliance originally flashed out from the depths of each of our hearts! However, when there is no disaster, it may be looming, seemingly absent, like gold mixed in the gravel, like the starlight hidden behind the floating clouds... The time when there is no disaster is the easiest time to be numb.

The time of numbness is the most likely time to breed disaster. . 4. What are the poems about "fighting against floods"

1. "Wangzeling was flooded" Tang Dynasty: Kong Deshao's land was filled with fierce winds, and Tianjin's clouds were sad.

The vast expanse of leisurely scenery is filled with hundreds of rivers. It's like a golden embankment overflowing, like a blue ocean current.

A heron rises in the distance from the stormy waves, and when it returns to the shore, there is no distinction between cattle. I only know that I cherish Zhao Jing, but I will eventually become the Marquis of Kuanyang.

There is no support for wooden stems, but there is no time for reed ash. If you think about it, you can take a ride and travel in the river and Han Dynasty.

2. "A Night Gathering at the Flood Pavilion with Li Zhongcheng" Tang Dynasty: A beautiful lady should not be blown away by the wind, she is pity for the moonlight and makes wine. It has nothing to do with me if the monkey gets drunk. I respect the egret and the egret out of love.

3. "Su Muzhe" Song Dynasty: It is common to encounter famine years in Jingduan. This year, the floods have flooded all areas.

Parents are separated and there is no love. Fortunately, I hope that the wealthy people will rescue the strong family man.

The most painful thing is, how can I bear to see it. The ancient temple Zen forest is translated as Beitianyuan.

Burning incense day and night, praying to the emperor for help and convenience. 4. "Fushan Temple in Leiyang County" Tang Dynasty: Weizhuang County has this temple spirit, and the pines and guis in front of the temple are green from ancient times to modern times.

The mountain was once flooded by the floods in the Yao era, and the land was laid with green by the officials of the Tang Dynasty. Sitting around, the incense wind blows the treasure cover, and the mist and rain wet the rocks next to the eaves.

If Lin can become a farmer by himself, there is no need to send troops to attack Xing. 5. "Ode to Shang·Long Hair" Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous Junzhe Wei Shang, long hair makes him auspicious.

The floods were shining brightly, and Yu laid down the earth. A large foreign country is a frontier, and its territory is long.

There was a noble general, and the emperor established his son as a businessman. When King Xuan Huan moved, he was successful in receiving small countries, and he was successful in accepting large countries.

If you follow the lead and don’t go further, then you will see what has happened. The fortune teller is a martyr.

There is a cut-off overseas. The emperor's order is not violated, as for Tang Qi.

It’s not too late for the soup to come down, and the holy king will come forward soon. Zhaojia is late, God is the only one, and the emperor's decree is in Jiuwei.

Flood explanation 1. The original meaning of the word flood is "water". "***" means "together" and "together", and "水" means "flow" and "river".

"***水" means "multiple water flows converging together". Because it is inconvenient to write ancient characters, if you can save it, you can save it, so "flood" can be written as "*** water".

In spoken language, due to the tendency of Chinese to prefer even-sounding steps, the word "水" is added to the word "水". 2. Flood.

Mostly refers to the surge of water caused by heavy rain or melting snow, which can often cause disasters. "Shu Yaodian": "The floods of the Tang Dynasty cut the city, and the waves of the Huaishan and Xiangling mausoleums were so vast.

" The Tang Dynasty's "Sui and Tang Jia Hua" volume: "Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty dreamed that the city was destroyed by floods. "Ri Wen Lu" of the Yuan Dynasty said: "In the Wukang Mountains of Yuhang, the floods suddenly surged, and the rocks collapsed in dozens of places. 5. What are the poems about "fighting against floods"

1. "Wang Zeling was flooded"

Tang Dynasty: Kong Desao

The earth is roaring, the wind is rushing, the clouds in Tianjin are full of leisurely colors, and the rivers are flowing.

It's like a golden embankment overflowing, like a blue ocean current. A heron rises in the distance, returning to the shore regardless of the cow.

There is no support for wooden stems, but there is no time to ask for reed ashes.

If you want to take a ride, you can travel across the river and Han.

2. "A Night Gathering with Li Zhongcheng at the Flood Pavilion"

Tang Dynasty: Jiaoran

A beautiful woman should not be blown away by the wind, for she is pity for the moonlight and makes wine.

I don’t care if the monkey gets drunk, I respect the white egret and the stork in front of me out of love.

3. "Su Muzhe"

Song Dynasty: Jingduan

It is common in years of famine. This year, the floods have flooded all areas.

Parents are separated and there is no love. Fortunately, I hope that the wealthy people will rescue the strong family man.

The most painful thing is, how can I bear to see it. The ancient temple Zen forest is translated as Beitianyuan.

Burning incense day and night, praying to the emperor for help and convenience.

4. "Fushan Temple in Leiyang County"

Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang

This temple spirit is passed down throughout the county, and the pines and guis in front of the temple are ancient and modern. . The mountains were filled with floods in the time of Yao, and the land was laid with green tiles by the ministers of the Tang Dynasty. Sitting around, the incense wind blows the treasure cover, and the mist and rain wet the rocks next to the eaves.

If Lin can become a farmer by himself, there is no need to send troops to attack Xing.

5. "Ode to Shang·Long Hair"

Pre-Qin: Anonymous

Junzhe maintains business, and long hair makes him auspicious. The floods were shining brightly, and Yu laid down the earth.

A large foreign country is a frontier, and its territory is long. There was a general named Huo, and the emperor established a son to give birth to Shang.

King Xuan Huan was successful in accepting small countries, and he was successful in accepting large countries. If you follow the lead and don't go further, then you will see what has happened. The fortune teller is a martyr. There are cuts overseas.

The emperor's order is not violated, as for Tang Qi. It's not too late for the soup to come down, and the saint will be there soon. Zhaojia is late, God is the only one, and the emperor's decree is in Jiuwei.

Flood explanation

1. The original meaning of the word flood is "water". "***" means "together" and "together", and "水" means "flow" and "river". "***水" means "multiple water flows converging together". Because it is inconvenient to write ancient characters, if you can save it, you can save it, so "flood" can be written as "*** water". In spoken language, due to the tendency of Chinese to prefer even-sounding steps, the word "water" is added to the word "flood".

2. Flood. It refers to the surge of water caused by heavy rain or melting snow, which can often cause disasters. "Shu·Yao Dian": "Tangtang floods cut the city, and the waves of Huaishan and Xiangling are so vast." The Tang Dynasty's "Sui and Tang Jiahua" Volume 1: "Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty dreamed that the floods destroyed the city, and he had evil intentions, so he moved the capital. Daxing. "Ri Wen Lu" of the Yuan Dynasty: "In the Wukang Mountains of Yuhang, floods suddenly surged and rocks collapsed in dozens of places.