Poems praising craftsmen

Ancient poetry of craftsman spirit 1: the song of cutting two knives (Lu Lun)

There is a knife in my house, and people are talking about ghosts. Luo is not blunt when cutting,

For a three-year discount. Artisans in the south and central China used steel, which then caused the plate to bend and hurt people.

Forged two knives, snow front frost. These two sacred objects are very thin in the autumn ice.

At first, the blade was quenched, and the toad sheath was wrong. The less boastful Ji is, the more uncut jade is, the less abrasive it is.

The Japanese test once grinded the edge of the Han River, and the chestnut in the palm was cold. God was afraid, but he accepted it.

The blade head has spit out a little smoke. A knife is like a knife, and the charm must hide the demon and fear it.

If a good worker doesn't change his shape, he will only entrust the box to the tailor.

Ancient Poetry of Craftsman Spirit 2: Sending Hu Ling Mao Xianggong (Jia Dao)

Liangyuan tends to be a halberd festival, and seaweed withers in spring. Feng shui is hard to suffer, and the water in the pool is sluggish.

The name is still in English. Why is the door blocked? It's hard to write a volume and offer it to the craftsman again.

Looking at Qingdao, it is early morning. Roots love Chinese fir and plants grow, branches pity snow and grow new.

Make up an article to avoid it. If you don't do good for others, you will be poor. It's still raining in the morning and evening, and the moon wheel is washed by rapids.

"Miao Fang has cracked, ready to Tao Jun. Looking back, I was fascinated by this country.

Looking at a few lines, the quatrains are precious. It was a glorious day, and I was afraid to go to Chen.

Hung-chien is a lovely Han Jue, and Zhen cure a disease is here. Yuechang is five kilometers long, and the cloud is unique.

Therefore, the mountain does not die, and the autumn water stays for ten days. There is no fear in the next place, and high technology is afraid of God.

Don't plow or waste, leave fishing for the shore. Generous confidant, who can shed tears.

Ancient Poetry of Craftsman Spirit III: Gu Jian (also known as Sword)

Didn't you see that Kunwu's gem was refined into a sword, and red flames and purple flames came out from the edge of the sword?

It took craftsmen many years to forge this unique sword named Longquan. Longquan is like frost and snow.

Good job consultants lament the singularity. Just like the white lotus in the glass cup, the gold ring on the hilt is the brilliant plating of the sun and the moon.

When this sword was born, there was no war in the world, and good luck was guarded by a gentleman. Everything is dark green snake color,

The article is a piece of green turtle scales. Not only the rangers are very precious, but even the British hero has always been particularly fond of love.

Why do you want to say that it has been abandoned in the middle of the past and fell into a desolate ancient prison? It's no use being buried again.

Ancient Poem of Craftsman Spirit 4: Craftsman Spirit is praised again.

According to word of mouth, the old Confucius family has been honed and sublimated over the years.

Long-term pursuit, of course, we must strictly control the quality.

The perfect ending is proud, and the warm result is flawless.

Exquisitely carved and sincerely praised, the craftsman spirit is praised.