A poem thanking migrant workers for their labor.

The weather is warm and flowers are in full bloom.

Spring has come to this world again.

The bright sunshine is very warm.

The green leaves glowed green.

That cicada is singing "Save Yo"

The water in the field is rippling.

The hearts of young people are full of happiness.

Let's pick up the hoe and go up the hill.

Cultivate and spread the hope of autumn

Work hard, girl

Practice hard, Master Lang.

Don't be depressed and confused in spring.

Stay until autumn. A-mei is visiting the square.

Brother, once again, invite your sister to share a room with two soul mates.

No more depression and sadness, no more depression and sadness.