Poems praising May Day Labor Day

Labor Day is a holiday for workers all over the world. On this day, people are bound to praise the dedication and greatness of workers, so there are also many poems expressing their praise for Labor Day. The following are the Labor Day poems I brought to you, hoping to help you!

Poems praising May Day Labor Day

1. Sunshine Jinliangliang

The rooster sang three songs and the flowers woke up.

The birds are busy dressing up.

The little magpie built a new house.

Little bees are busy picking honey.

Where does a happy life come from?

We must rely on labor to create.

Green Ye Er, red flowers.

Little butterfly is playful.

Do not love labor, do not love learning.

None of us have learned.

Build a new house like a magpie.

Learn from bees to collect honey.

The joy of labor is endless.

The creation of labor is the most glorious.

Step 2 give it to the paver

When I was a child, I always thought:

Why are there so many roads in the world?

As many as fishing nets scattered in the river

Who raised them,

Let a lot of cars come and go on it

Today, I found you by the roadside.

Send away the vehicle with proud eyes,

Scatter gravel on the road ...

Now, I understand,

You are small stones,

The road paved in the world is wide and long!

3. Time and space are full of new clothes and labor songs everywhere.

Tiger steps and dragons, lofty aspirations, human fragrance.

The history of civilization is industrious, and the sweat of a happy life is solid.

Give praise to people and enjoy glory in troubled times.

4. Century painting is highly hand-painted,

Spring, autumn, winter and summer are different.

Hungry and cold,

Today's song and dance poem.

Yushu mourns the tears of the mountains and the moon,

Pujiang is beautiful.

The fireworks were gorgeous and dispersed with the wind.

I still see the workers coming home late at night.

In a remote hometown village thousands of miles away.

I sing about my old country mother.

She doesn't know that one day in May is Mother's Day.

All I know is that the smoke rose early.

Then he hoed the ground and went to the field.

Let the dripping sweat overcome the desire for a bumper harvest

Looking at the wheat seedlings is like their lush daughter, growing up in green.

6. Rockets need to be designed in the sky.

Skyscrapers should be designed;

High-speed railways should be designed,

Stove and dining table should be well designed.

Accurate calculation,

Perfect imagination;

Engineers' brains,

Better than a hundred computers.

With the wisdom of engineers,

Only the beauty of modern life!

Labor day poetry

1, fisherman on the river

fan zhongyan

People who come to the river often only love perches.

You see a boat, going in and out in the storm.

2. "Compassion for farmers"

Li Shen

In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn.

There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death.

3. Silkworm girl

Zhang Yu

I went to town yesterday and came back with tears in my eyes.

Those who wear Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers.

Step 4 "weed control"

Li Shen

At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.

Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

5. "Seven Pastoral Seven"

Wang Wei

Come to the spring when drinking, and relax when holding the piano.

The South Garden is exposed, and the East Valley is at night.

6, "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous"

Chengda Fan

During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework.

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

7. "Looking at the Sunshine Farmers"

Forever in it

Smell the west wind and rain in Qin, to ask the west wind to return sooner or later.

White-haired old farmers stand out from the crowd, and clouds open in the high places of wheat fields.

8. Poor girl

qin taoyu

Her finger embroidery is unparalleled, but she can't compete with painting eyebrows.

Year after year, she sewed gold thread and made wedding dresses for others.

9. April in the country

Weng Juan

The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.

In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

10, Return to the Garden

Tao Yuanming

I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.

Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.

The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.

It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.

1 1, visit Shanxi village

Lu you

Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.

Xiao Gu followed the Spring Club and dressed simply and quaint.

In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.

12, Guan Tianjia

wei yingwu

A light rain brought new flowers, and a thunder began to wake up. Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began.

Dingzhuang is in the wild and the nursery is in charge. When I return to the scene, I often drink the water from Xixi.

Hunger is not self-suffering, but joy. There is nothing in the warehouse for the night, and the corvee hasn't arrived yet.

Being ashamed of not practicing, I ate it.

Complete works of labor day poems and ancient poems

Feel the Seven Laws of May Day International Labor Day

Storm suddenly swept through Juanzhi City, in full swing.

Vast and stormy, five continents form an alliance.

Dare to do worse, fulfill the wishes of the people, defend human rights to the death, and take the old road.

Don't let evil spirits spit fog again, let the past year be eventful.

Reflections on the Seven Laws of "May 1 International Labor Day"

In 30 years, I turned to less luxury, and my efforts have doubled.

The snowy moon is full of dreams, and food, clothing, housing and transportation all depend on Sang Ma.

Hymns are always written in praise of cleanliness, and indifferent tea is often brewed in huts.

Long-term negative castle peak does not regret, still have no conscience of the country and home.

These seven laws celebrate May Day.

Time and space are full of new clothes and labor songs everywhere.

Tiger steps and dragons, lofty aspirations, human fragrance.

The history of civilization is industrious, and the sweat of a happy life is solid.

Give praise to people and enjoy glory in troubled times.

Pastoral work

meng haoran

The disadvantages are separated from the dust, but the first thing is to promote the sky. Cloth is close to three paths and thousands of trees have been planted.

Yu Yue was pushed to move, but he was in his thirties and hasn't met him yet. It was too late to write the sword, and it was dusk in Yuan Qiu.

Pregnant in the morning, often confused during the day. I admire swans in the sky and compete for food.

Looking at Jinmamen, I will take the road of firewood. Country songs have no confidants, and eventually no friends or relatives.

Who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong?

Look at cutting wheat.

Bai Juyi

The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May. In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.

Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp. Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.

Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.

There is another poor woman with her son in her arms. Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.

Listening to his words of concern is very sad. My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.

Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry. There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.

Charcoal seller

Bai Juyi

An old man selling charcoal cuts wood and burns charcoal in the mountains in the south all year round. His face was covered with dust, which was the color of smoke burning, his temples were gray, and his ten fingers were burnt black.

What is the money for selling charcoal for? Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth. Pity that he is wearing thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder.

At night, it snowed a foot thick outside the city. Early in the morning, the old man drove a charcoal wheel to the market. Cows are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high. They are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the market.

Who is that proud man riding on two horses? It was the eunuchs in the palace and eunuchs who did it. The eunuch, with documents in his hand and the emperor's orders in his mouth, shouted at the petrified palace.

A load of charcoal, more than 1000 kilograms, eunuch attendants to drive away, the old man is helpless, but there is no way. Half a horse's red yarn is a silk, which is filled with charcoal to the cow's head.