Sand Dust is confused in the storm    

Lost the direction of coming    

Shrouded in unrecognizable    

It is a long-standing hesitation    

No time

The warmth of spring in this season    

In unconscious sleep    

Wake up, fall asleep again    

Only the purity of dawn    

Breaking the silence of the night    

There is also a group of people rejoicing all night

No one doubts    

Just like a storm    

What is supposed to come will always come    

It’s just that fierceness outweighs gentleness    

Manic and overwhelming    

But I have to leave eventually

A flower blooms    

Spread on hillside slopes    

The cave dweller who woke up all winter    

Green all over the hills    

Reflecting the desolation of the past    

There is also the call of the blue sky    

Baptized by a gentle drizzle    

gleaming

The energetic sower    

Follow the direction of the spring breeze    

Finding the lost time    

This is the beginning of the year    

This is also the beginning of the rest of my life    

(Zhang Zongyong of Sunjiacha Longhua Mining Company)