English versions of poems about labor

1. The English poem about Labor Day was translated into Chinese, inspired by a grass in the distance, and the exquisite fragments of your growth permeated the exotic attitude in my poem all the way, that is me. Education at all times presses me down to press my heart to subtly remove all substances from the hustle and bustle. Your beautiful eye for survival. 2 Cr amped is eager for the accumulation of vicissitudes in my life. Drive away vanity, open fame and fatigue, open residual wine and listen to your soul. 3 Your growth is my happiness, your peace is my gospel. I am willing to delete it for you. Delete the storm and sweep everything decisively. Then refresh the sky. All you desire to collect and love life in the arms of freedom. Remind me of human pollution. To love this grass, you must have heart and loyalty. 5 I love grass. Shannon Turner, I am an ordinary life. Labor Day poetry work! The world is most likely to be close to soil and soil, and men and women live together, and their way of working, because of the dialogue of the world, they have been promoting the historical development of all places. Growth and evolution are rich in natural and easy mountains. They stand in uncultivated land in the jungle, chasing deer with a green dye, living in the wind on the mountain, getting sick at the place closest to the sun where tall and straight trees flourish, and living in the river valley. Estrus and the confluence of water will alleviate the birth of the ship-ten thousand fish will harvest happiness and tranquility under the normal circulation of Gracilaria pattay. A few families will gather together to watch the kind of crops that they are used to watching. Men like to use wine and women choose to express their enthusiasm for life with tears. Workers are not deprived of their property in poverty. The workers are full of energy and full of able-bodied men, so the prosperous generation has created a surge of population, dance, poetry and paradise, and the inspiration of a grass in my distance. You are in my poem, fragrance all the way, and that quiet gesture always moves me, educates me to dive and puts out all the noise of material desires. Pay attention to your beautiful existence. In my cramped life, I need to accumulate desire and push away the sky. Mulberry world pushes away the flashy and tiring reputation, pushes away the residual wine on the feast and listens to your pure soul. Your growth is my happiness, and your peace is my gospel. I will delete the storm for you, delete all the malicious storms, and then refresh the sky decisively, hold all your wishes in my arms and love well. Life-long 4 polluted human beings remind me that my love for this grass must be firm and full of loyalty. 5. The grass is full of love and fragrance, which permeates my ordinary life-labor day poems-laborers! The most accessible places in the world are the soil and the people who live with it. They really talk to the world through labor. The places where they drifted have a rich history of growth and evolution, simple and natural. They stood in the jungle grass, dyed the green hills red, and competed in the cold wind. The vigorous trees hunting mountains stood upright in the nearest place to the sun. They live in rivers and waterside valleys. Gentle as water, when people and water meet emotionally, a gentle boat is born. Elegant fish harvest happiness and peace at dawn and dusk. Usually, several laborers form a family, and they are used to looking at the harvest with the eyes of their lovers. Men like to use wine, while women choose to express their passion for life with tears. The poverty of workers is nothing. The wealth, energy and strength of workers have created a prosperous population, dancing, poetry and paradise.

Today is Labor Day. I think the problem of sleeping may depend on how to stay in bed. I don't want mom and dad to run away for a while. My father hurriedly said, He Shan and I want your mother to go to the Guang Cai market to buy a set of furniture and leave it at home. You haven't cleaned your room after working for a long time, so you left after cleaning your room.

Dad's work, how can I get up quietly, wash clothes and brush, and start cleaning the garbage? I want to say that I am embarrassed to clean it well. Although I am a girl, the room is really public. In fact, I buried the garbage in the vice table and took things out of the room. After a while, I went into the living room. The sofa table was full of my used things. Then I wiped the table with a rag for the second time, and wiped the sweat for the people who had lived at half the table. After a while, the rain fell. After all, summer came, my hands were very hot, and I wiped my sweat and stopped watching. Now I am seriously discredited, so every corner of the floor was stained by me. Call me a tramp to sit on the bed.

Although I am very tired, I am very happy to look at the clean room!

Poetry is so hard to find, I hope this English composition can help you!

3. Labor Day Poetry (English) 5 1

Lively music

5 1 Festival

5 1 labor season

Teachers from Moonlit Night to War in Qian Kun

Poetry and painting are equally glorious and fragrant.

Steel flower dancing and shaking barley during the Spring Festival in May.

Working hard is the source of wealth.

Work doesn't get the pleasure of sports.

Happy, happy and happy heart

Dayton power company

Singing labor

Song of praise

4. English sentence about Labor Day 10 short sentence (grade four) 1. May Day is very near.

Labor Day is very near.

Tomorrow is May Day. We're going to have a full day.

Tomorrow is Labor Day, and we will have a good time.

If I want to grope between myself, power and my own relativity, I will be trapped by arrogance.

A little curious, May Day International Labor Day, was it formulated by the United Nations or internationally?

They designated May 1 day as the International Labor Day, and workers in all countries should observe it.

They designated "May Day" as "International Labor Day" and became a holiday for workers in various countries.

Due to the upcoming May Day celebration, the long-distance bus station should be crowded at this time of the year, which usually lasts for one week.

Traditionally, at this time of year, due to the arrival of Labor Day, the long-distance bus station should be crowded with people, which usually lasts for one week.

May Day is a happy day. What attracts us most is diligence, unity, cooperation and dedication.

May Day International Labor Day is a very pleasant holiday, which is attractive to all of us. That is hard work, unity, cooperation and dedication.

7. Labor Day in America

American labor day

8. Labor Day

International Workers' Day

9.S2: International Labor Day.

Student 2: International Labor Day.

10. Cuban President Fidel Castro, who is unwell, has not appeared at the May Day celebrations in Havana on Tuesday, although there are predictions that he may appear in public for the first time since he handed over power to his brother Raul last July.

The best things in the world are created by labor and people's clever hands. Gorky

The most beautiful things in our world are created through labor and human hands-

Manual labor is a great disinfectant to prevent all social viruses. Marx

Manual labor is a great disinfectant to prevent all social viruses. Marx

6. 1. Labor nourishes our bodies and learning nourishes our souls.

Labor nourishes the body and learning nourishes the soul. A professional who is good at creating with a certain material: goldsmith | wordsmith.

People who don't want to work can't eat.

People who don't want to work can't eat.

3. Labor conquers everything.

Labor conquers everything. Virgil

Work is the real source of human happiness.

Labor is the source of human happiness.

Labor is the glorious duty of every citizen who has the ability to work.

Labor is the glorious duty of all citizens who have the ability to work.

7. Labor Foreign Poetry "Silesia's Textile Workers"

Heine

There are no tears in melancholy eyes,

They sat beside the loom, gnashing their teeth:

"Germany, we are knitting your shroud,

We woven a triple curse—

We knit, we knit!

"A heavy curse on God,

When we are hungry and cold, we pray to him;

Our hope and expectations are all in vain,

He fooled and deceived us-

We knit, we knit!

"A heavy curse on the king of the rich,

Our sufferings can't touch his heart,

He bled our last coin dry,

Shoot us like dogs—

We knit, we knit!

"A heavy curse on the false motherland,

There is only shame and sin here,

The flowers here were destroyed before they opened,

Rotting corpses and feces feed maggots—

We knit, we knit!

The shuttle is flying, the loom is ringing,

We knit, we are busy day and night-

Old Germany, we are knitting your shroud,

We weave a triple curse.

We knit, we knit!