In the spring, I wrote down the tax collectors of * * * and China (group poems)
-dedicated to the workers who are struggling on the tax front of the Republic of China.
Zhao Fuzhi (Beijing)
1. In the spring, write down the tax payer of * * * and China.
It's sixty-first year, and I'm used to it.
Like the tax collectors in the Republic of China, they get up in the spring.
And in the economic category, find the posture of labor
Find a pen that describes the tax culture, although
The south wind is still on the road, although the color of winter has not faded
But the inner yearning and temperature have begun.
With the powerful footsteps of tax collectors picking up.
Today, I'm going to start from beginning of spring.
Starting from the original tax collectors in Xia Dynasty, let diligence and simplicity.
Define a spring, let a pair of roaring hands.
Bordering on the solar terms and the warm atmosphere, it will be extended inch by inch.
Not only persistent eyes, the blood of the motherland, but also
Above the process of commercial and industrial development-profound thoughts
This season, facing the capital.
When I wrote down the word "tax", I knew
There must be peach blossoms, which are already in the red flag.
Open the fragrance of a place
2. Taxpayer's notebook
The process of going to and from work, a pen
Walking between sweat and notebook. Taxpayer's notebook
Not a stylish laptop, no
Exquisite notebook. Sweaty paper
Such as the palm of a taxpayer, spread out.
There is passion rolling.
Open the taxpayer's notebook and write on it.
There are pieces of work, planned processes.
There is joy like peach blossoms standing at the window, and there is also
Taxpayers are ashamed to express their ideals.
Point to the sun
Notebook, it's the tax collector.
Between work and life
Give peace of mind to a home, in the description of each page.
Have uninterrupted hard fingerprints.
-the primary color of life, like the seal of the taxpayer's identity.
In the eye, firmly
Cover my heart
3. A drop of sweat is a touch.
What is sweat in front of taxpayers?
It seems that there is no need to verify, and it is turbid.
I heard the sawing in the logging field of the Zhou Dynasty.
Hear the roar of construction machines in the new era, hear
The rapid heartbeat and the passion to try to bloom.
If taxation is the main form of national fiscal revenue.
Then, sweat must be spring rain.
A drop of bud, two drops of moisture
In the expectation of promoting economic development and improving the public's cold and warm.
Into a sweet smoke, floating over the motherland.
Taxpayer's sweat is not real water.
Sweat seeping into fertile soil comes from the forehead.
From blood or bone, it is hard.
It is also paying, but also the fragrance of labor.
And, one of the drops
Is enough to move us.
And hurt us.
4. Taxpayers in the People's Republic of China
When it comes to taxpayers, I always think of * * * and China.
And put * * * and the crown in front, after.
Use the blood red in the text to perceive the blood brightness in this vocabulary.
A capitalized "person" appears in my pen.
From the red of blood to the golden of the national treasury, the tax collectors of the Republic of China
How can I describe you, in order to compare with your hard work?
How can I compare you to deserve your simplicity?
* * * and the tax payer, can I?
Just keep looking at you, looking at your red nature.
I hope you burn the connotation, and then
With inexplicable beating heart, I write down my feelings for you.
Write down hot lines of poetry and write down
Your simple thoughts
In fact, the tax collectors in the Republic of China
Not a title, but a recognition.
There is no west wind in the sight of your work.
Rivers, ancient roads, no thin horses
There are no small bridges and flowing water, only repeated taxation.
But I know that red is your essence.
The prosperity of the motherland is your dream and achievement.
The hottest warmth in the world
Put down the easy pen, at this moment.
Needless to say, today.
Standing on the hot land of the motherland, blood is red.
The golden color with the national treasury is a pillar of the heart of the tax collector.
Burn in the air. And beyond the meaning of color itself.
Enter the land with the Chinese people and enter the cultivation.
With the coming thunder and lightning, it shows the ordinary and the mighty.
Facing Tiananmen Square, there must be blossoming peach blossoms.
Together with the tax collectors of the People's Republic of China, they are on a poem that continues in the spring.
transcend time and space