I no longer endure the bondage and suffering of winter

The earth awakens in the spring breeze

The wounds caused by frozen soil slowly healed

Dots of green

Pretending to be the bitterness of growth

There is also endless vitality

Being terminally ill is a sin of self-righteousness

Frigid cold and darkness go hand in hand

The light of a piece of snow

Assassinating countless greenhouse flowers

In broad daylight

Xiao Se who told a big lie

I was looking in the grass on the hillside

The scattered rubble has been buried

Occupied and Occupied

In the silent fight

Explaining the cycle of life and death and the cycle of fate

After all, I am still silent

Looking up at the towering ancient trees and their growth rings

I used up all my savings for the winter

Spreading wings alone in the crevices of rocks

Soaring in the renewed clarity of everything

And every spring corner in the future

(Zhang Zongyong of Sunjiacha Longhua Mining Company)