Peach blossoms, green fields and golden rape blossoms are endless. Farmers, you bought our delicious food with strong arms, and you watered our bodies with sweat.
The splash of steel flowers and the roar of machine tools have left no trace of the original buildings. Workers, you dragged up our lives with that solid arm. You have brought us convenience with your solid work.
When you sit in a car and enjoy personal mobility, when you sit in a bus and enjoy public welfare, when you sit in a long-distance ship and enjoy a chic journey, when you fly into the blue sky and make the world smaller, you can know the beauty of labor.
When you walk into restaurants, shops and bustling business districts, you know that the service is hard. Do you still stand like that after standing on your legs all day?
When you enter the school, you can see the flash of knowledge, you can hear the communication between books and people, you can smell the sweat of teachers, and the work of knowledge becomes greater.
When you integrate everything into society, everything around you is given by ordinary labor.
Life is so beautiful, human beings are so progressive, everything comes from our efforts and ordinary work, and it is so silent.
Labor creates history and labor creates the future. On the occasion of the new May Day International Labor Day, let's praise the most beautiful labor.
Spring breeze and spring rain swept through Yuan Ye, and a long layer of green was awakened.
In May, in this spring season, it is a day of heavy thunder and little rain, and the geese flying south waded home; It is the brilliant season when apricot blossoms are in full bloom in Shan Ye. "She laughs in the bushes"; It is a good season for winter wheat farmers to sweat and hoe.
Frogs chirping insects, fish jumping birds scattered, and the wilderness in early spring was noisy. Flying kites are in the embrace of the blue sky, and people on the ground are stretching their muscles and saving their physical strength. Unconsciously, spring is quietly coming to us with light steps-in the spring of May.
May is a paradise for children. Throw away the heavy cotton-padded clothes and hats, run to the fields to play, and sing a spring song on the willow flute. May is the day of young people, the season of surging spring tide, holding hands with my son, walking with him, picking roses in spring and decorating the sky of love; May is a festival for the elderly, walking with the spring birds singing and fishing on the newly thawed lake ... May is a festival for all people and working people all over the world.
It is the days that flow away like water, and the memory is more and more mottled by the passage of time. People have not forgotten this scene, and "May 1 International Labor Day" has become a special commemoration of their heroic feats.
Working people are the greatest people in the world. They created the world, created mankind and created our happy life today. It is labor that has created today's towering buildings; It is labor that has built the modern information superhighway; It is labor that turns the vast land into a small village; It is labor that turns vast wasteland into vast fertile land.
Labor is magical, and labor is great. With hard-working hands and wisdom, laborers have woven this colorful world and created human civilization. Let's pay tribute to the workers all over the world on this special day!
In May full of true feelings, I hold your hand full of cocoons due to labor, send my sincere wishes and listen to the hymn of your labor. "beside the ancient road outside the pavilion, the grass is blue" is a kind of life; "Leaning against the railing and resting in the rain" is a kind of life; If the midstream hits the water, the waves will stop the flying boat. This is a kind of life. "Unknown, selfless dedication" is also a kind of life. All kinds of life and labor are like sugar cubes in coffee, which makes our life interesting; Labor is like the scenery on the roadside, which makes our life colorful.
Maybe, the truth may be. In the tall building outside the building, in the pavilion outside the building, let's join hands, shoulder to shoulder, full of lofty sentiments, and sing a song "River of No Return" to send the blessings of workers all over the world to the distance and tomorrow. Let's cheer for tomorrow, sing for May and give high-five to the workers!
Everyone has his own way to celebrate May Day. The way to celebrate May Day in our family is to climb the Purple Mountain and go to the mountain to pick up other people's litters.
We got up early in the morning in order to catch the first bus. Before we set out, we prepared two big bags to hold the garbage.
The feeling of getting up before dawn is wonderful: the street is different in peacetime, and occasionally there are some cars coming and going, and the crowded road is empty! Some snack bars on both sides of the street have just started cooking, and some are putting out the first steaming steamed bread. My stomach is not only ringing, I have never had such a good appetite. I really want to eat something. I walked in the middle of the road and looked at the winding road ahead. I am very proud! Because there were no children on the road, I was the first one.
Many people got up early in the morning of May Day to climb the Purple Mountain, but most of them were old people. Go to work! I picked up a big bag and left, enjoying the scenery on the roadside and looking for garbage on the roadside. I reached the top of the mountain before I knew it. I asked in dismay, "Mom, I found it all the way, but there is no garbage?" Mom smiled and said, "This shows that everyone loves and protects the environment. Unlike before, it became a' stage' for garbage at a glance! Now, there is less garbage and green is back! "
"The sun is happy when it comes out!" There was a burst of singing when I went down the mountain. It turned out to be a small chorus band organized by the old people. They come here to sing together every day. In this way, they not only exercised their bodies by climbing mountains, but also cultivated their sentiments by singing, which also brought good enjoyment to other climbers! Believe it or not, many climbers stopped to listen, and many people came back from climbing, so they just joined them and sang with them. This is really a beautiful scenery on the way up the mountain!
Although I brought two big bags home empty-handed, I got unexpected surprises, gratification and confidence in a better tomorrow! People's awareness of protecting and caring for the environment is stronger than I thought. With everyone's love, the environment of Purple Mountain is more beautiful, attracting many people to visit and exercise here every day. Look, when I went down the mountain, groups of people were coming here. Oh! May Day is really a good time for an outing.
Responder: Obscurity in speech | Level 1 | 201-4-3013: 35.
May 1 ST labor day composition
Peach blossoms, green fields and golden rape blossoms are endless. Farmers, you bought our delicious food with strong arms, and you watered our bodies with sweat.
The splash of steel flowers and the roar of machine tools have left no trace of the original buildings. Workers, you dragged up our lives with that solid arm. You have brought us convenience with your solid work.
When you sit in a car and enjoy personal mobility, when you sit in a bus and enjoy public welfare, when you sit in a long-distance ship and enjoy a chic journey, when you fly into the blue sky and make the world smaller, you can know the beauty of labor.
When you walk into restaurants, shops and bustling business districts, you know that the service is hard. Do you still stand like that after standing on your legs all day?
When you enter the school, you can see the flash of knowledge, you can hear the communication between books and people, you can smell the sweat of teachers, and the work of knowledge becomes greater.
When you integrate everything into society, everything around you is given by ordinary labor.
Life is so beautiful, human beings are so progressive, everything comes from our efforts and ordinary work, and it is so silent.
Labor creates history and labor creates the future. On the occasion of the new May Day International Labor Day, let's praise the most beautiful labor.
Spring breeze and spring rain swept through Yuan Ye, and a long layer of green was awakened.
In May, in this spring season, it is a day of heavy thunder and little rain, and the geese flying south waded home; It is the brilliant season when apricot blossoms are in full bloom in Shan Ye. "She laughs in the bushes"; It is a good season for winter wheat farmers to sweat and hoe.
Frogs chirping insects, fish jumping birds scattered, and the wilderness in early spring was noisy. Flying kites are in the embrace of the blue sky, and people on the ground are stretching their muscles and saving their physical strength. Unconsciously, spring is quietly coming to us with light steps-in the spring of May.
May is a paradise for children. Throw away the heavy cotton-padded clothes and hats, run to the fields to play, and sing a spring song on the willow flute. May is the day of young people, the season of surging spring tide, holding hands with my son, walking with him, picking roses in spring and decorating the sky of love; May is a festival for the elderly, walking with the spring birds singing and fishing on the newly thawed lake ... May is a festival for all people and working people all over the world.
It is the days that flow away like water, and the memory is more and more mottled by the passage of time. People have not forgotten this scene, and "May 1 International Labor Day" has become a special commemoration of their heroic feats.
Working people are the greatest people in the world. They created the world, created mankind and created our happy life today. It is labor that has created today's towering buildings; It is labor that has built the modern information superhighway; It is labor that turns the vast land into a small village; It is labor that turns vast wasteland into vast fertile land.
Labor is magical, and labor is great. With hard-working hands and wisdom, laborers have woven this colorful world and created human civilization. Let's pay tribute to the workers all over the world on this special day!
In May full of true feelings, I hold your hand full of cocoons due to labor, send my sincere wishes and listen to the hymn of your labor. "beside the ancient road outside the pavilion, the grass is blue" is a kind of life; "Leaning against the railing and resting in the rain" is a kind of life; If the midstream hits the water, the waves will stop the flying boat. This is a kind of life. "Unknown, selfless dedication" is also a kind of life. All kinds of life and labor are like sugar cubes in coffee, which makes our life interesting; Labor is like the scenery on the roadside, which makes our life colorful.
Maybe, the truth may be. In the tall building outside the building, in the pavilion outside the building, let's join hands, shoulder to shoulder, full of lofty sentiments, and sing a song "River of No Return" to send the blessings of workers all over the world to the distance and tomorrow. Let's cheer for tomorrow, sing for May and give high-five to the workers!
Respondent: Li Er | 2011-4-3013: 47.
May 1 day is labor day every year. This is the same festival for working people all over the world. With regard to Labor Day, unfortunately, my father had to go out for work during May Day, so he was helpless.
Interviewee: paotang88 | level 2 | 201-4-3014: 24.
May 1 day is labor day, which is the anniversary of the struggle for freedom of working people all over the world. It is a long-awaited holiday for our students and another long holiday after the winter vacation. During such a long holiday, I can open my heart and control my time and space freely and happily.
Before the May Day holiday, I discussed with my parents. During the May Day holiday, my father drove around Shanghai, Suzhou, Hangzhou and other places to see Yangpu, Dongpu Bridge, Oriental Pearl and APPEC in Pudong and appreciate the new changes in Shanghai since the reform and opening up. Go to Shanghai to visit a conference site and other places to receive education in modern revolutionary history; Go to Suzhou's Tiger Hill, West Lake and other scenic spots to enjoy the beautiful natural scenery of the southern part of the motherland; Stroll through Hanshan Temple and Suzhou Gardens, and feel the beautiful artistic conception of "the midnight bell knocks on the passenger ship" ................................................................................................................................................
Unfortunately, however, my father went out for work during the May Day holiday, but the original plan was "completely broken". My mother and I are the only ones left in the family. Because I was "upset", it was sunny after seven o'clock, so I got dressed lazily and had a delicious meal. Under the repeated "encouragement" of my mother, my mother and I came to Yantai Mountain.
Everyone says that the sea is broad-minded and magnanimous. It is true that if people are "upset and have unpleasant things", they will go for a walk and have a look at the seaside. The sea can contain everything. When we arrived at the seaside and saw the endless sea, we suddenly felt suddenly enlightened and relaxed, and our previous troubles were swept away instantly.
The highway around the sea by the sea, like a long winding dragon, wraps around the whole coastline. Although the road around the sea is much wider than before, it is still crowded with bustling people in groups of three or five. The roadside is shaded by trees, flowers and plants are competing for each other, which is pleasing to the eye and a festive scene.
The sky is blue, and the sea is blue. After the reorganization, seagulls fly, sail and blue waves, which are really beautiful!
The golden beach by the sea looks like glittering gold from a distance, and it is very comfortable to walk on it. My mother and I walked leisurely on the soft cotton wadding beach by the sea, holding hands, singing songs, smelling the attractive and gentle atmosphere of the sea and the fresh air, and felt suddenly enlightened.
Looking at the sea from a distance, it is endless, as if water and sky are connected. There are often some snow-white and light gray seagulls flying on it, and there are clouds floating like seagulls. The moist cool wind blows gently on the sea surface, and the waves, large and small, roll up and down on the sea surface, layer upon layer, and look like rows of egrets spreading their wings from a distance; Another example is that thousands of fierce horses run off the rope; Like countless dragons, roaring and barking, they rushed to the shore, hit the rocks and splashed layers of waves. From a distance, they are like thousands of white and glittering flowers.
There are several speedboats on the sea, shuttling back and forth like lightning, and the waves drawn from the boats are flying everywhere, which looks so thrilling. According to their mother, they went to Kongtong Island for sightseeing. Kongtong Island is only a few nautical miles away from Yantai Mountain. It is a natural "island park" with lush trees and flowers. Fishermen are simple and kind, rough and unrestrained, and hospitable. They fish vertically on the island, and the fish and shrimp hoisted are cooked on the spot. They are original, fresh and delicious, and friends get together to make them interesting. In particular, there are several uninhabited islands near Kongtong Island, some like turtles, some like swans, some like reclining Buddha, and some like … There are many touching and beautiful legends circulating among the people!
Sitting on the rocks on the shore, someone was chatting and joking, chatting with relish. There are also some pineapples on the side of the expressway, and hawking can be seen everywhere. There are also several cleaners cleaning the seaside. They cleaned the seaside with big brooms. I think, if people care and protect the environment like this from now on, Yantai, where we live, will be more beautiful and become the most suitable green home for human habitation. I stood by the sea and looked at the ups and downs of the sea stupidly. I was intoxicated and attracted by the magnificent sea and the charming scenery around me. I fell in love with this endless blue sea, and I was reluctant to part with it, as if I had attachment.
How time flies! Unconsciously, at noon, the intestines and stomach in the stomach have already made a scene in the "Five Zang Temple"! It's really a "delicious scenery". I was deeply intoxicated by the scenery in front of me. While watching, I forgot all the important "things" such as eating. But where to eat? Another question! Suddenly I remembered Didi Burger. When I was at school, I couldn't enjoy the taste of "Didi Hamburg" because I was busy with my studies and had no time. Several times, when I thought of the attractive fragrance, my mouth watered. I asked my mother to take me to eat, and my mother agreed, so we hitchhiked to the door of Didi burger.
My mother and I ordered many favorite foods, such as French fries, cold drinks, eye-catching, fruity drinks, hamburger set meal and so on. My mother and I chose a window seat and began to taste our "delicious lunch". "Mom, you eat! Look at this chicken leg, how delicious it is! "
"Mom doesn't eat, mom is not hungry, you eat quickly, it's not good when it's cold!" Suddenly a childish voice sounded in my ear, and I looked in the direction of the voice. It turned out to be an innocent little girl who looked only six or seven years old and was talking to her mother. Suddenly my curiosity touched me. I looked at it carefully, and it seemed that the dishes they ordered were less than ours, including chicken legs, beef tenderloin hamburgers, coke and French fries. The mother of the child stared at the child, and the child ate so sweetly and powerfully. Mom, I watched the child gobble, and there was a gratified smile on my face. That smile looks happier and more satisfied than eating it yourself. After a while, the child was full, leaving only the chicken legs and French fries left by the child at the dinner table. ...................................................................................................................................................... "Wait a minute." Mother picked up the baby and ate the leftover chicken leg, chewing it carefully. "Mom, aren't you hungry?" The child asked in a childish voice, "This child, what a pity to throw away such an expensive thing." There seems to be some inferiority and helplessness in his words, and then he quickly swept the people around the table with the corner of his eye, and his face suddenly turned red. Seeing this scene, I was shocked and finally understood that the mother starved herself because her family was not rich, so that her children could eat more! I was moved by my mother's "loving son" spirit.
Yes, all mothers in the world are the same. "Love their children" is their instinct. They would rather suffer by themselves and give their children as much warmth and love as possible. Mothers always treat their children selflessly, sincerely, willingly and without asking for anything in return. Seeing this, I finally understand the profound meaning of the sentence "The greatest love in the world is maternal love"! My mother looked at me in a daze and woke me up. At this point, my face has unconsciously shed tears of excitement and emotion. After dinner, my mother and I went home. I was still thinking about it on my way home.
In the afternoon, my parents and I went to Tashan Amusement City. We climbed mountains to enjoy the scenery, took a model plane, swung, watched acrobatics, visited the zoo, took slides, pressed the seesaw and played many interesting projects.
I had a very full and interesting May Day. Have a happy life; Have a happy life; It taught me a lot of knowledge and truth that books can't learn; Let me benefit a lot and feel deeply!
Interviewee: Xie Yiji | 2011-4-3015: 33
May Day is coming. On this day worthy of celebration, my father and I went to the Olympic Badminton Hall to play badminton.
When I arrived at the Olympic crown, I opened my bag and took out my racket and badminton. Everything is ready, I serve, and a game between my father and me begins. I have just trained in badminton hall for three months, and my skills have improved a lot. Compared with me, my dad will definitely lose.
The game has already started. I sent a ball of light to my father. My father saw it and ran quickly. I don't think he can catch it. Who knows, as soon as he raised his racket, the ball jumped over. Seeing this situation, where am I willing to take it? So, the ball came, and I gave him a hard kill ball, only to see it shoot at him like a sharp arrow. Dad didn't hesitate to avoid it and unhurriedly gave me a backhand. "The level is really high!" I said to myself. My weakness is backhand, but this time, I caught it. I hit it without hesitation, but I heard the ball fall on the ground on my father's side. "Out of bounds!" It's dad's voice again. "Two to zero!" I said.
I'm a little discouraged and dissatisfied, but I still want to win. Persistence is the only hope to win. So, my father and I argued, and soon, the score was nine to seven. Dad won another point and I won three points in a row. So, I became very careful. I carefully caught every ball of my father and hit it where it should go. Finally, I seized the opportunity-my father sent me a high ball, and I threw it hard and the ball landed on my father's side. "Nine to eight!" "I shouted excitedly. However, my father did not show weakness. He killed a ball at the most critical moment. Missed it, lost to my father. Dad said, "It seems that you should practice more in the future, and don't show off just after learning something!" " "Yes, only if we don't know enough can we make continuous progress!
This May Day, I realized the fun of playing badminton and learned the truth of being a man.
Interviewee: q972 148296 | Level II | 2011-5-109: 34.
Peach blossoms, green fields and golden rape blossoms are endless. Farmers, you bought our delicious food with strong arms, and you watered our bodies with sweat.
The splash of steel flowers, the roar of machine tools, the lack of original traces on high buildings, and workers