A mountain road with stone steps,
Let the children in the village take me to school,
Jumping along the way.
I like the sound of their reading aloud,
I like the sound of their singing.
I want to be a road,
A winding road,
Let the children who have read books walk out of the mountains,
Walk into the university gate.
I like watching their red prizes,
Love to see their excellent grades.
I want to be a road,
A straight road,
Let the successful children return to the mountain village,
Plan the future of the mountain area.
I like to see the pride on their faces,
I like to watch their wordless movements.
The children put forward a bold idea,
If I want to change my appearance,
Enter the highway,
Connect the mountain village with the world.
I'm so happy for myself,
More happy for them!