May is the warm season, may is the season of youth, may is the season of flowers, may is also the most glorious workers!
Labor creates the future, returns to the individual, is you, is me, is he, each of us is trying to run.
We wear masks, run from the Spring Festival holiday to now, and now finally ushered in the festival belongs to every worker.
The past days, tired, pain, cry, annoyed, but did not give up！
Pay tribute to every ordinary and hard working you! I wish you all a happy holiday and a happy family！