May is a paradise for children. They throw away their heavy cotton coats and hats, run to the fields to have fun, and sing a spring song with a willow flute; May is a day for young people, When the spring tide surges, hold your hand and walk with your child, picking the spring roses to embellish the sky of love; May is a festival for the elderly, walking along the spring scenery, and singing a string of birds, to Fishing life on a newly thawed lake... May is a day for all people - a holiday for working people all over the world.

You can see mountains full of peach blossoms, green fields, and golden rapeseed flowers as far as the eye can see. Farmer, you exchanged your thick arms for our delicious food, and you watered our bodies with your sweat.

There are no traces of the original marks on the splashing steel, the roar of machine tools, or high-rise buildings. Workers, you use your solid arms to lift up our lives. You use your solid work to facilitate our convenience

You enjoy your personal mobility space when you sit in a car, enjoy the benefits of the public when you sit on the bus, and enjoy the joy of the journey when you sit on a long-distance ship. Chic, when you fly into the blue sky and make the world smaller, you know the beauty of labor.

When you walk into a restaurant, a store, or a bustling commercial district, do you know how hard it is to serve? Your legs are still standing like that after standing all day.

When you walk into the school, you can see the flash of knowledge, you can hear the exchange between books and people, and you can smell the sweat of the teacher. Knowledge becomes labor and becomes more great and selfless.

When you are integrated into society, everything around you is given by ordinary labor.

Life is so beautiful, human beings are so progressive, everything comes from our hard work and ordinary labor, and labor is so silent.

Labor creates history, and labor creates the future. On the occasion of the new May Day International Labor Day, let us praise labor as the most beautiful

The spring breeze and spring rain blow over the wilderness, raising a layer of green.

May, in this spring season, is the day when heavy rain comes after a thunderstorm, and the wild geese flying south crisscross the mountains and rivers to return home; it is the gorgeous season when apricot blossoms bloom all over the mountains and fields and "she laughs in the bushes" ; It is a good scene of winter wheat harvesting farmers sweating with hoe and working hard.

Frogs chirp, insects chirp, fish jump and sparrows scatter. The wilderness in early spring is already full of noise. The kites soaring upward embraced the blue sky, and the people on the ground stretched their muscles and gathered strength. Unknowingly, spring is coming to us quietly with light steps - in the spring-filled May.

The days flow away like water, and the memory becomes increasingly mottled by the passage of time, but people have not forgotten this scene. The "May 1st International Labor Day" has become a special commemoration of their heroic feats.

Working people are the greatest people in the world. They use their labor to create the world, create mankind, and create the happy life we ??have today. It is labor that has built today's tall buildings; it is labor that has built the modern information highway; it is labor that has turned the vast earth into a small village; it is labor that has turned the vast wasteland into acres of land. acres of farmland.

Labor is magical, labor is great. Workers use their hard-working hands and wisdom to weave this colorful world and create human civilization. Let us pay tribute to workers all over the world on this special day!

In May, which is full of true love, I hold your hand that is full of cocoons due to labor, send my most sincere blessings, and listen to the hymn of your labor. "Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky" is a kind of life; "leaning on the railing, the misty rain rests" is a kind of life; "hitting the water in the middle of the stream, and the waves stop the boat flying" is a kind of life; "obscurity, selfless dedication" It is also a kind of life. In all kinds of life, labor is like sugar cubes in coffee, which makes our life interesting; labor is like a frame of scenery on the roadside, which makes our life bright and colorful.

May, true love in May. In the tall building outside the building, in the long pavilion outside the pavilion, let us hold hands, shoulder to shoulder, with great pride and enthusiasm, sing a song of "Dajiangdongdong", and send the wishes of workers around the world to the distance and to tomorrow. Let us cheer for tomorrow, sing for May, and high-five the workers!