A cleaner sweeping leaves Working hard on the streets. Not afraid of the cold and the rain Only to keep the city clean. Their figures are lonely It was like a beautiful scenery. Their job is not easy However, it exuded an infinite charm. They are the most hardworking people They contribute to our lives. Their labor is neither noble nor cheap Let us respect them together. Let's act together Protect the cleanliness of the city. Pay tribute to the cleaning workers who sweep the fallen leaves Thank you for your efforts!
The author of the children's prose poem Fallen Leaves was Ostrovsky of the Soviet Union. This poem, published in 1944, described the scene of falling leaves in autumn and the importance of falling leaves to trees and the earth. This poem was widely praised as one of Ostrovsky's masterpieces.
Cleaners are indispensable in our society. They keep our city clean and create a beautiful living environment for us. Here are some poems praising the cleaners: Cleaners remove dirt to make our city more beautiful. Without cleaners, our city will become a garbage dump. Thank you for your hard work. Your contribution is the key to making the city a better place. We are grateful. Clean air makes us healthier, thanks to the hard work of the cleaners. Your work is repeated every day, but your efforts never stop. Thank you for your efforts. The city needs to be cleaned, and the cleaners are the guardians of cleanliness. Without you, the city will be a mess. Thank you for your hard work. Your hard work has made our lives better. We are grateful. Cleaners are the hardest workers in the city. Your labor is the treasure of the city. Your contributions make the city more beautiful and our lives more beautiful.
Alright, here's a poem praising Wei Li: Outstanding talent, Wei Li Nu the fountain of thought surged, and the brush was like a tiger. Read smoothly, think smoothly The writing is smooth and the writing is smooth. Don't give up when in trouble Facing difficulties bravely without fear. Stick to your dreams and keep working hard It was not a day that he became a literary master. Her articles are like jade It shone with a unique light. Her talent is amazing Her perseverance was admirable. Let's give our blessings to Wei Li He would walk further and further down the road in the future. May your work shine forever She became a bright star in the literary world.
Fallen Leaves was written by Nalan Xingde, a Qing Dynasty writer.
This poem was from the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi's "Fu De Gu Yuan Cao Farewell." The whole poem was as follows: The grass on the plain withers and thrives once a year. The wildfire never ends, and the spring breeze blows, it grows again. The far-off fragrance encroaches on the ancient road, the clear green connecting the deserted city. And send the king's grandson away, full of parting feelings. The wind blows the fallen leaves and leaves fall to protect the flowers. the wild paths are all black with clouds, and the boat's fire on the river is only bright. In the morning I see the red and wet place where the flowers are heavy in the city of Jinguan. In winter we know pine and cypress trees, and in adversity we see true love. This poem depicted the process of the plants in nature growing and withering through the cycle of spring, summer, autumn, and winter. The phrase " when the leaves fall, they protect the flowers " meant that the leaves would protect the flowers because they provided nutrients and shelter the flowers from the wind and rain. This sentence could also be interpreted as the mutual dependence of all things in nature, whether they grow or wither, expressing the harmonious symbiosis between man and nature.
This poem was written by the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi. It was a complete poem in the poem "Farewell to the Ancient Grass": The grass on the plain withers and thrives once a year. The wildfire never ends, and the spring breeze blows, it grows again. The far-off fragrance encroaches on the ancient road, the clear green connecting the deserted city. And send the king's grandson away, full of parting feelings. The wind blows the fallen leaves and leaves fall to protect the flowers. This poem described the changes of the four seasons on the prairie and the deep feelings of parting. The scene of falling leaves in the wind implied the passage of time and the short life. And " protect the flower " meant that the leaves provided shelter and nutrients for the flowers to maintain the continuation of life. The whole sentence could be understood as the wind blowing the fallen leaves to protect the flowers, expressing the reincarnation and eternity of life.
Leaves fall one after another Flowers bloom like brocade. When the autumn wind brings cool His thoughts were like flowing water. The setting sun shines Fallen leaves covered the ground. In the lonely boudoir His thoughts lingered again. Time flies though the flowers are beautiful. The autumn wind comes again The fallen leaves fell again. How many things in life Everything is like a dream. I hope the years will be quiet Memories remain forever.
" Ode to Fallen Leaves " was a poem written by the modern poet Zheng Chouyu. Ode to Fallen Leaves The autumn wind suddenly rises and leaves fall one after another. the red and green fade, the plain splendor fades. Once prosperous, now withered Time makes people old, and all things are impermanent. Gently falling, gently drifting Quietly fading away, quietly forgotten. What I once had is gone Life is like a dream, time is like a song, why ask about sorrow? The afterglow of the setting sun is red Withered flowers, lonely flowers. Time flies, time flies Life is short, cherish the present and seize every day. The autumn wind brings the cool autumn leaves flying Time flies, time flies Life is short, cherish the present May we all have a calm heart.
A teacher's kindness is like a mountain, and it is because of the lofty mountains that people admire! A teacher's kindness is like the sea, because the sea is vast and immeasurable! A teacher for a day is a father for life. 3. Silkworms in spring die, and their silk is exhausted. The wax torch turns into ashes, and their tears dry. 4. Teaching and dispelling doubts. A day apart feels like three years. 6. Dedication until death. 7 The high mountain looks up to the scenery and walks. 8 Inaction teaches the world to be full of peaches and plums. A teacher for a day is a teacher for life. 10. Teaching, educating and rejuvenating the country.
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