Sand Dust is confused in the storm

Lost the direction we came from

Shrouded in unrecognizable

It is the 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

Sparkling

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)