Dashan's attachment
The basic forces of nature
It makes people feel amazing.
Facing the majestic mountains
We feel weak.
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Dashan's attachment
The basic forces of nature
It makes people feel amazing.
Facing the majestic mountains
We feel weak.
The preciousness of life
Abandoned wells in Bayi coal mine
Clear spring water
Flowing all year round
Crystal clear spring water
Nourish the children at the foot of the mountain
A winding and rugged road
Congshanxia
Stretch all the way to the sky
Tell God about this place.
Once prospered
There are endless treasures on the mountain.
Wild boar hare
Hunters are always overjoyed.
Turtledove's nest egg
Excite the children at the foot of the dam
Climb over weeds
Feel the greatness of pioneers.
Nasley
There are countless little creatures.
Living in a paradise of freedom all the year round.
The spring breeze blew.
Wild flowers and weeds all over the mountains.
Work hard to grow together.
Always want the world to prove.
A person's tenacity and greatness
A song dedicated to Dashan
Get rid of fatigue and tension
Put on loose and casual clothes.
Stroll along the path of the mining area
The blue wind is blowing head-on.
Send blessings and greetings from relatives.
I feel particularly warm and moved.
The golden sun is shining.
Inject a warm home into us.
The wild chrysanthemums on the roadside are full of vitality.
The lovers have been whispering affectionately.
We come from all corners of the country.
We met in the mountains and fell in love.
The scenery of Qinqin Mountain is enough.
Let's give Dashan a loud name.
Call me
We work hard and contribute silently.
Just want to create a brilliant world.
Let our children grow up happily.
Live a healthy and happy life
We dedicated our youth and love to the mountains.
We have no regrets.
The story of Dashan
Looking for the story of mountains
I dug a mine.
Taste the taste of development
Baptized by blood and tears
Therefore, on our way forward
Proves the tortuous experience of the mine.
Similarly, in your memory.
Many forgotten stories ...
The soul of the mountain
Quietly in the wind
Several butterflies with broken wings are dancing.
Between emotion and reason
Reflect a beautiful gesture.
Then in the peak season,
In the forgotten eyes of the mountains
Always drifting with strong colors.
The century-old eagle is flying
A brave gesture
The ensuing meteor shower
Fade the color of dreams
It also filtered out the disharmonious gentleness in the years.
On the simple face of the mountain people
Infected with an eternal truth
The wind blew away the despair of generations of mountain people.
The rain baptized the shallows deep in the mountains.
Then the day the river rises.
The deep eyes of the mountain
Wandering on the edge of the city
Tall buildings stand in the shadows.
Although the hand has long been the page of history.
But the yellow land in the soul of the mountain
Write the legend of the mountain people
The mountains are still ordinary
But to sing about ordinary life.