When I went to bed,
It's winter.
Between heaven and earth,
Only red and white.
The river is blocked,
Blood in saturated state is secretly flowing;
Mountain flowers are silent,
Unwilling to flatter jackals;
Birds meditate;
Everything is quiet.
Are waiting for the red sun.
When I was asleep,
Dreaming of my hometown.
The mountains stand tall,
There is a lot of noise.
All kinds of new life emerge one after another;
All kinds of seeds are in full bloom and thrive;
At this moment, my horizons have been broadened as never before.
When I woke up,
Spring blossoms.
China has put on a brand-new veil,
The vast sky is no longer a daydream,
Tiangong and Chang 'e have wings of dreams;
The unfathomable ocean is just a legend,
The dragon showed its posture;
The mountains are no longer towering,
The road is no longer far away.
A railroad track paved with wisdom and sweat,
Show us different western customs.
The spring breeze is coming,
Everything on the yellow land should be green.