Poems praising coal miners

Praise to the coal miners is that you aim your firm belief at the hell below 18 19, and hit it violently with a rude character, forcing it to release the brilliance of the world. It is you who bid farewell to the warm hut and relatives in a hurry at dawn, wiped away the glow with the bright red sun in your heart, lit up the road dug by your will, and awakened the people who have been sleeping for millions of years. It is you who filled the bulging tendons with human strength, filled the sweaty forehead with human wisdom, knocked on the door of the quiet underground palace without hesitation and gave it new life. It is you who make black gold shine with the crystallization of sweat, and it is your energy that makes jet shine. You are the burning sun, you are the embodiment of will, you are the symbol of strength, where there is light and heat, there is your glorious image-no, you are an ordinary one. . .