Qiu Si

Morning breeze rustling

Send away yesterday’s bright sun

The roasted crops are plump

Golden color, growing all over the fields

Dark green branches and leaves

The lush clusters hurt Xia’s thoughts

Swaying in the wind and about to fall

A spring of love and hope

Ready to come out

The brilliance of half a year old

Compose a piece of music for a prosperous age with a promising harvest

Singing the dreams of many young people drunk

Passing by in a hurry

Gathering the heavy vicissitudes of the past

Long road ahead

Illuminating the future of a wonderful life

(Sunjiacha Longhua Mining Company: Zhang Zongyong)