A sad poem about driving a truck.

The sad poem of running a truck is as follows:

1, the first half of life has passed, and there is not much left in the second half. I have experienced ups and downs, tasted ups and downs, tired or bitter, as long as I am alive, safe and healthy!

2. In order to earn money to support my family, I drove a truck driver; The wind and rain never stop, and the car runs day and night. The whole family depends on me, with parents and children; The freight was delayed, but no one said it was stressful. There are no holidays and the working environment is chaotic.

The heaviest burden in life is not work, but boredom.

The truck driver has tasted the bitterness of life, but he never flinched. He is a real soldier.

5, driving a truck is a bit bitter, but you can't mix with adults.

6, the steering wheel is heavy and round, the safety law is in mind, the wine and color are completely motionless, the tired car does not play, the safety is as heavy as a mountain, and the sun and the moon are happy.

7. The truck driver is not without tears, but can drive forward with tears in his eyes.

8. No one will care about your pain, your dreams, your sadness and your pain.

9. Take a careful road and bring a warm home.

10, it is easy to live, it is not easy to live, it is not easy for you, it is not easy for him, and it is not easy for anyone. Thirty-six lines, walking first, have their own bitterness, unspeakable hardships and helplessness. Here, I wish drivers and friends all over the world peace in the four seasons and all the best.