Appreciation of Canal Modern Poetry

In daily life, everyone has been exposed to poetry, which has the characteristics of refinement and implication, and plays a role in reflecting social life and expressing thoughts and feelings. There are many kinds of poems. What kind of poems have you read? The following is the appreciation of modern canal poems I collected for you for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Appreciation of Modern Poetry in the Canal 1 1, Canal

Canal, you are a leisurely ripple.

Zhu Xianghe

Simplicity on both sides of the strait

And the lush of the sui dynasty.

Still shaking in front of my eyes

The ancient canal is still elegant.

A cross-flow river.

Several willow branches were stained by time.

Tiredly around the gentle ripples.

How many silent memories does the canal have?

Yellow-green water

It was a long sigh.

Thousands of miles away

It has become a legendary flower.

Today's prosperity and magic

Drift with the tide

Today's canal

Follow the years

Become a unified melody

That blue wave heart

Wrote a beautiful poem

Inherit the agreement of thousands of years

Reshape the definition of survival

Once the riverbed.

Recorded the past trade canoe gliding.

Thousands of years of long waves.

I have seen the rise and fall of several dynasties.

Wan Li urged long.

The history of a poem

Casting today's leisurely ripples

2. Autumn Canal

Autumn is boundless.

Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day carry laughter all the way.

The canal is in the mother's arms.

Bathed in the fragrant days of osmanthus.

I have long forgotten.

Once in the mother's heart status and achievements.

In this colorful era.

Reshaped the beauty of today.

Open an old collection of poems.

Reading autumn

Listen to the sound of years passing by.

Appreciation of Modern Poetry of Canal No.2

Rolling the grand canal, the Beijing-Hangzhou line,

Accompanied by ancient and modern sun and moon, it has been declining for thousands of years.

Flowing with the vicissitudes of China,

Carrying the sanctity of the country,

It embodies the wisdom of our ancestors,

Expressed the pride of generations,

Tell the history of China civilization,

Ring the March bell of the times ...

From the Spring and Autumn Period to the Ming and Qing Dynasties,

Take these two cities through four provinces.

Xiao Ye ran north and south,

Indulge in mountains and mountains.

Communicate with five major water systems,

Extend the voyage.

Irrigated thousands of hectares of farmland,

Hundreds of bustling ancient cities.

In the middle of the river,

Show miracles:

There were hundreds of battles,

Bibi Chifeng, Qian Fan.

State official grain dispatching,

Military materials.

Non-governmental material exchange,

Passengers go south and north.

The boatman and the tracker echoed,

There are many colorful songs and aviation lights.

What golden waves,

In history, grain transportation reached its peak.

The "golden waterway" of that naive world,

It is a world-famous project.

Hold a ceremony for the river god,

Exciting festivals:

Mid-dragon boat race,

It turns out that the piano and flute compete.

Colorful flags, masts,

The flute burst into the clouds.

Sigh about modernity,

Dark clouds are gathering.

Looking back on the past century,

The sky is foggy.

The sadness on both sides of the canal,

The cries of women and children.

There are thieves and robbers everywhere,

The bloody bayonet is cold and fierce.

Black waves whimpered and drifted on the bones,

The child cried for his mother.

The wind is sad, the wild ducks wail in the desert,

The fog filled the air and the refugees left their homes.

Merchant ships carry resentment and hatred,

In the stormy waves;

The tracker swallowed snow and rain,

Crawling naked like a cow;

Fishermen practice dangerous waves late at night,

Life and death in the morning are hard to predict.

It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and the night is dim.

Dizzy and sad.

On July 1 day, Shanghai was full of stars.

"August 1" Nanchang guns roared and the guns rang.

The boatman looked out from the horizon-

Hunting five wells with flags [3];

The fisherman listened quietly in the distance-

Ma Si rushed to the Long March.

Underground gangs sail boats and surf,

The miserable people raised their poles and resisted.

The canal roared with anger and red tide,

Workers and peasants' knives and axes will meet in the barracks.

Yanhe sings, the canal echoes,

Pagoda Beidou, navigation approach.

Candles are lit in ancient caves,

Kyushu spring thunder.

Xibaipo is prosperous in March,

The PLA galloped to sweep the enemy camp.

The canal is full of red tides and waves.

Lang Lang acted in Dongfanghong.

1949 10 month/day,

The national flag was raised in front of Tiananmen Square.

A long ancient country,

Vigorous and new.

Standing in the north of the equator,

Standing in the east of the ocean.

The canal flows with a new blueprint,

Military-civilian concentric casting project:

Balimiao Bridge [4] was born,

The four places on both sides of the strait are connected by land and water.

Docks and shiplocks have taken on a new look.

Trackers and fishermen abandoned their old ways.

With the rapid development of national economy,

Water conservancy construction started in an all-round way

The South-to-North Water Diversion Project has three parallel lines,

The canal was incorporated into the Eastern Route Project [5].

Look at the continuous water supply system in Tao Jin,

Building a country that benefits the people and strengthens the country has great achievements.

The ancient canal,

Inscriptions on historical monuments;

Today's canal,

Decorate a new look:

Over the mountains,

The vast silver waves are rushing.

Clock,

Zheng Changming,

Entering the new century,

National policies are wiser.

Riding the east wind of reform and opening up,

Seek the vision of cutting-edge technology.

Look at the sides boiling,

Smell north and south.

Congratulations on the success of the "World Heritage Application"!

I wish "Golden Sail" set sail!

"Beijing-Hangzhou" Tao Tao played a triumphant song,

Chinese steaming is reviving.