Extending to the South China Sea under our feet.
Those are the wings of dreams.
Carrying our loyalty to the motherland.
Soaring in the vast western sky
It flows in the body.
Blood, sweat and tears of oil workers
It is a silent dedication to the motherland without regrets.
It's endless yearning for relatives in my hometown.
Time flies, and the years pass.
What remains unchanged is our passion.
And a cry from the heart
In this crazy land in the northwest,
We are sweating profusely.
Silently guarding the energy ocean of the motherland
Facing the cold north wind, we have no fear.
The towering iron tower can't crush the clank of iron.
Youth flies here.
Dreams bloom here
The spirit of the oil man will never fall.