The fight for beauty is withering in the growing spring breeze

The lush mountains fill your eyes

criss-crossing fields

A group of busy farmers scattered around

And the azure blue scattered with knots and bundles

This is a sowing April

I bundle my dreams

Sowing with the farmer uncle

In the warm spring breeze

In the soft fields and waters

In the firm eyes

With sweeping views of rivers and mountains

This is an April in which everything revives

I work hard to cultivate my heart

Care for the seeds of dreams

One day

The sprout is the cry

Bloom, ear, fruit, full

Harvest is the weight of hope

This is an April to let your dreams fly

I will no longer be silent

Starting from the first ray of sunshine in the morning

Irrigation can nourish the heart

Fertilize to keep your body strong

(Zhang Zongyong of Sunjiacha Longhua Mining Company)