Lu Shujun's "The Mining Area in Qingming is a poem (group poem) for missing and wine"

The mining area of ​​Qingming is a poem (group poem) for missing and wine

◎ Lu Shujun

The pole of thought is compassion, and the end of the point of view is emotion.

--Inscription

Silent, in the old cemetery in the mining area

Qingming, Dragon Sublit Hemorrhea Library

The lonely road expands

The belly is stuffed with a car motorcycle

Glitani, Dongfeng Mountain's gentle slope

Old graves are drowned by Tangli flowers

That's a dying miner tribe

During his lifetime, these residents were unknown

After the death, let's not talk about the reputation

But it is these ordinary builders who use their bones

The spine supporting this large mine

The glory of each five -year plan

Carved into the history of the Republic

It is their spiritual character

Stir into concrete, use high -pressure pump

Inject and harde our bones

After receiving the high shot of the high engine in their hands

We engraved our faith with wind diamonds

To continue that malachite -like legend

Suddenly, the grave was cracked

A cup of mines flashed in front of my eyes

Those familiar or unfamiliar figures

Tell me affectionately to me

Tell the difficulties of that era

Ask if we break the enemy's blockade

My tears and rain are like seeing

They are still eyeing and blasting

Open the "轱 回 开" to shuttle back and forth

Time's electronic rake, take them

These erect heroes engraved

Formulate in the dream of a strong country

Long live the miner, inspect in your heart

The road to the mountain is very familiar and familiar

Even if you close your eyes, you will not get lost

Fighting in the 1950s

Many first -dying miners live here

Emotionally staring at the names on the tombstone

Silently read the different native origin

Heilongjiang, Jilin, Liaoning, Inner Mongolia

Beijing, Shanghai, Shandong, Jiangsu ...

Tiannanhai to the north, all directions in all directions

Gathering a huge team of mine construction

I am a little stunned, and I seem to be in front of my eyes

Light up with a light cylinder of the mine lamp

The sun illuminates the roadway of the father

In the abdomen of Dashan, depth of 800 meters

The southern foot of Dongfeng Mountain washed by rainwater

The colorful color map of the spring

Yesterday, today and tomorrow

Live by a rainbow

At this moment, I saw them coming from the Rainbow Bridge

Practice the mines, wearing cotton work clothes

Still step by step, dance with the spring breeze

In my mind, there was a scene of the scene

Tears, once again blur the eyes

Can't help but drive again to the Tongjingyuku intersection

Pass before the miners' sculpture

On the sculpture, the four bright red characters of the miners have long lived

Let me cool the blood again

Payment of blood and life of the father

How can people be blasphemy and dirty

The bubble economy cannot fulfill the dream of a strong country

The prevailing of the mother can destroy our nation

Qianqiu Building in the Republic

What is needed is the male pillar of generation and one generation

Gathering, unforgettable Qingming

On the sunset, hit the top of Xifeng Mountain

Sprinkle a piece of golden brilliant

As if the Grand Saint overturned the Laojun alchemy furnace

The mining area of ​​flowing gold is like

Palace -like glory

Above Yunxia, ​​I see it faintly

Early died of premature miners

That bird's eye -catching smiley face

A dialing of the descendants of the foreign and local miners

At this moment, it will be gathered in front of the dining table

Push the cup and change the cup, the model is faint

The father will dedicate it life here

Our youth was accompanied here

Gathering, there are always endless words

Who reads a familiar folk proverb

Let the people in the duel burst into tears again

Dongfeng Mountain, Xifengshan

Up and down ancient pile Zuojiawan

It is said to be the space of our geographical life

Because there have been us in these places

Golden childhood, green boy

There are booming youth and unforgettable first love

Now, we are tired of eating big fish and meat

Fall in love when you are young when you are young

A plate of peanut rice, a plate of amaranth

Add a plate of luxury toon toon fried eggs

Just remember the wine, accompanied by missing Kan Mountain

How much bitter sour and sweet is brewing in the chest

For this mining area where God dreams,

The few days of the Qingming Festival each year

It's like a big New Year

The hotel is always full of guests

How many offspring of miners who go out here

If the same is the same, they will come back and turn around

Not only to sacrifice to my father

It's not just an infatuation of this hot land

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Lu Shujun, male, born in 1952, was born in Qixia County, Shandong Province. College culture and members of the Communist Party of China. Former director of the Art Section of Weinan Cultural Bureau, head of the Municipal Qinqiang Opera Troupe, and deputy investigator of the Municipal Cultural and Broadcasting Bureau. Shaanxi Provincial Writers Association, Member of Musicians Association, consultant of Weinan Writers Association. There are special editions such as "Meeting in Autumn" and "All the way". The song "I Love Weinan Mountains and Water" (Words) "Hometown) (Words) won the" Five One Engineering Awards in Shaanxi Province ". The old cavity "Top Ten Monsters in Shaanxi" (Words) won the National Star Creation Award. The old cavity "Guanzhong Ancient Songs" (Words) won the Outstanding Creation Award of the first son -in -law art festival in China, and participated in the Spring Festival Gala of the Ministry of Culture in 2011. It has a certain impact at home and abroad. The large -scale Weinan folk social fire dance poem "Huashan Soul" (screenwriter) won the Special Award of the Provincial Art Festival, and there are also large -scale stage audio and painting "Old Castic" (screenwriter) and many old -fashioned works. Participate in the 2016 Cross -Strait Cultural and Creative Products Bai Mahu Forum and other activities as special guests.

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