Pu Cunxin
The roar of snow
I hear spring knocking on the window lattice.
The slender fingers in early spring touch our hearts.
We should wake everyone's eyes at once.
Ah!
I saw under the residual snow,
The stream is braiding its hair.
I planned a trip for the New Year.
I first saw a green leaf coming to spring dance.
Don't underestimate the beak-shaped green leaves.
This living emerald
It is the totem of our new life.
I heard geese flying in the sky, calling for friends.
The snowflakes on the wings have already been shaken off.
Don't ignore the short-lived calls of migratory birds in spring.
This romantic song will lead us into a real dream.
Just because we have experienced four seasons.
Only cherish the cycle of spring.
Just because of our innocent years.
Have an extraordinary sense of time.
look back
Thirty years of ebb and flow
Thirty years, the wind is surging.
From spring to spring, we traveled together for 30 times.
We are surprised at the great changes in China.
We lamented the rock-breaking around us.
We brought bulldozers,
Tower cranes and brand-new towns and villages
Running all the way, running all the way,
Until creativity and great changes.
Until spring, spring, spring.
Dreams and glory go together.
Ah!
That's it,
We dream through thorns.
done
We walk with the spring breeze day and night.
We are creating the legend of mankind and the scenery of the times.
Come on,
Start (a disease)
Please line up in 365 good days.
Please accept the invitation of spring in advance.