In the early morning light,

Father’s back is as tall as a mountain,

The years are like water, flowing quietly,

Father's love is like an ancient tree, rooted in the heart.

His hands once held up hope,

Hold up the sky for me,

The rough texture is the trace of time,

It is also a silent dedication.

His eyes are deep and bright,

Like a lighthouse under the starry sky,

Guide me the direction and light up the front,

Let me be in the sea of ​​people and no longer confused.

His smile is as warm as sunshine,

Dispel the haze in my heart,

Every encouragement, every comfort,

They are all the motivation for me to move forward and the support of my soul.

Father, you are my hero,

Carry responsibility on your shoulders and build a home with love,

You are my mentor in life,

Teach me to be brave and teach me to be strong.

Father's love is like a mountain, deep and heavy,

Father's love is the sea, broad and deep,

Thank you, my father,

Your love is the most beautiful poem in my heart.

(Hanjiawan Coal Company Wei Weiwei)