Elegance of workers
Maybe they have been misunderstood and laughed at, maybe they can't get rid of loneliness and boredom, and maybe they will never let it flourish all their lives.
Maybe they will never be known to the world; But they use strong or slender hands.
In the frozen Antarctic continent; A drilling platform in the East China Sea of China.
In farmland, in classrooms, in factories and mines, in hospitals; In every corner of the world.
Persistence in deep-rooted beliefs; Work tirelessly.
From then on.
We have delicious rice and dishes; We read touching words.
We can invite the whole world online without leaving home; There are no festivals in the world.
It can be like labor day; After a hundred years of wind and rain.
But it still attracts the attention of workers all over the world; Let them cheer and raise their glasses to celebrate.
Because they know.
How sacred and glorious labor is; Workers use sweat and wisdom
Write an epic history; Created a splendid civilization.
Trees are in spring.
Our simple wishes; It is endless labor.
It is to make labor a virtue and a craft.
Pass on from generation to generation; Make at sunrise; Rest at sunset.
This goes deep into the traditions and habits of bone marrow; As pure as a father's face.
It is irresistible; Day after day; Year after year.
We held the field carefully in our hands.
Take it to heart; In the countryside, in four songs.
Labor is the only way for us to mature; Now happiness begins with simple labor.
From all angles of fields and villages; Surround us from all directions.
Love labor; Our tired bodies are pure; Peace of mind.