Poetry or prose about steel and fire

The Flame of Steel (Poetry) Text/Jianghu Yidao "The God of Steel"

When the sun was about to rise, I saw him

The back was blurry. But the face

is clear. Cold. Opposite the blazing fire

Standing majestically. Staring

our sweaty hands and souls

In this silent and lonely moment, the entire steel plant became

a beautiful canvas. Huge

and pliable. The silent sword is like a

flexible paintbrush. Soaked in our streams of hot sweat

And the brilliant flames like morning glow

The majestic appearance of the Steel City, together with the fresh sun

From the scorching Rising beneath my feet

becomes the most breathtaking and magnificent scenery on the human horizon at dawn

And he is still staring at us. In the brilliant morning light

and the clouds, standing above our heads

Those deep eyes are full of strong expectations

Tender yet severe. Candles illuminate our souls

and hearts. Remind me of spring

The simple words of flowers and snow

And face the advancing steel throughout my life

Reveal the cowardice and loyalty in my blood

"Facing the Blast Furnace"

Facing the blast furnace, the fire that burns continuously for a long time

It is in our blood

It will never stop A stagnant longing. The steel in the furnace is constantly pure and singing

It is the responsibility and weight that we cannot escape throughout our lives

Gloomy or cheerful days. The blast furnace always towers

in the center of the most beautiful village in mankind

. upright. Hot wind cavalry. Tides of flame

. Spurting yearning

and glory again and again! The fire rising like a sail

In that silent and faithful singing

The steel is clanging. Our will and virtue

are like steel, clanking together! The sonorous tone

Calling, always calling

Our beloved cities and villages

Facing the blast furnace, and singing the praises of youth

Throw into the fire! In the sweaty work

Purify the weakness in our hearts

On the shoulders of the years, in our bronze chests

Plated with light and gold As dignified, as steely

A simple light! Along with the long drill, along with

the shining buttons and the soul-stirring splendor

the ordinary and glitz in life

are all in that rolling wave Steel is forged in the flames

"The Flower of Steel"

It is often night. I was awakened by a searing sharp sound

. Then I saw

the welded flowers, the carefully cut words

like the light of grains and wheat ears, passing through the dull night sky

The spring Houses, and hearts of steel

These fleeting fireflies

The elves of steel are more fleeting and fleeting than the night-blooming cereus

They are also more gorgeous and brilliant than the night-blooming cereus.

This beautiful flower blooms from the painful wound

Like a spiritual sister, it always makes us

our humble hearts feel pain

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Or happy and sad! In that brief opening

I feel the heavy weight of life - a flash

but it implies a thousand years of vicissitudes

Even if the body is like steel, Being torn apart repeatedly

forged, as long as the tender eyes

still shine through the flashing arc of light

or fragrance my asbestos suit

A throbbing and ordinary heart.

The peaceful city

and the dream of the countryside will always

be tightly held in my rough and strong palm

——Facing every joy and joy Bitter days

I am still as persistent and strong as ever

"Close to Steel"

The steel is lying there. In a place filled with dust, coal dust

and starlight. That cold

and silent substance is like a gorgeous flame

igniting our yearning to rise

and melt. In smiles and confidence

We understand steel: this timeless poem

Get close to steel! It's like being close to the indispensable grains of salt

and sunshine in life and bones! Use your hands, with your hot and honest heart

Feel the boundless flame

every bit of vividness! And hold

that cold and silent body

as if holding the father's strong backbone, letting the

surging and noisy passion penetrate into the depths of the soul

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Blending the coldness and confusion of the diaphragm

Get close to steel! Use simple working methods

Brush away the gaudy glitz. dust. Impurities

Absorb calcium that strengthens bones. Those

emotions

and strength that are enough to sustain us throughout our lives. From that silent embrace

extract pure nutrients and feed our

poor hearts. Then throw away all the mundane things

Quietly watch your destiny. With passion

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