Author: Field
Qilian mountain, Qilian mountain,
I stood by you,
Holding Jiuquan luminous cup,
Fill your snow water,
In the face of all these lights,
Praise the oil workers—
Heroes start the rig,
Competing for oil;
One new city after another,
Emerge from the center of the sea of lights;
A pillar,
Walk from the mountainside to the top of the mountain;
Jinshan gives gems,
The wahoo spewed out crude oil,
Let this Hexi corridor,
Open a flower;
This makes us,
The smell of oil.
Qilian Mountain, it's my treat,
Take off your silver hair;
Above your head,
Wear an aluminum helmet;
Put your childlike innocence,
Turn into a red flame!