Winter, the cold that comes silently

In the mine at minus five degrees in the morning

The rush of footsteps passing by

Yellow leaves drifting all night, now

The tranquility and awakening frozen on the road

East, shining with light

Climbed the mountain, half naked with sleeves

The stinging breath in the cold mine

Miners waiting at the wellhead

The sound of stomping feet tore through the silence of the night

The ceremony of entering the well is as usual

Get ready, get on the bus, shuttle

The development of reaching the working surface

Breaking through the wall all year round

The bustling coal mining prelude

Shengjing is setting in the west

The afterglow lengthens the figure of the mine

This winter is destined to be warm

In the smiles of the miners piled with coal sludge

It can be seen

(Zhang Zongyong of Sunjiacha Longhua Mining Company)