This winter is very cold, the wind is sparse and warm
0 The streets are bleak, like a quiet field
It seems that everything is frozen breath
I love this affectionate land
Love the steaming flames under my feet
That gradually approaching the breath
Love the vegetables and grains that are still alive...
The flowers trembling in the wind and snow 1.1
In this ten miles long street, I saw some backs
Those hurried backs
It seems like the long and helpless resentment
In the wind hiding from the chilly
rustling or short sadness
Can the land be calm, calm and tolerate our melancholy
In this time when everyone is in danger
In this "yang" is everywhere, it is difficult to resist, prevent and resist
There is a kind of optimism but it is calmly spreading
like in front of you - spreading vast land
endures we cannot escape, cannot avoid this purgatory blow
We are ordinary people
Faced with disasters, no choice
can only use strong arms to resist the wind and rain
Under the hardships of countless hardships
With the storm of life, erasing the wounds attached to the years
We are not at a loss
Is not succumb to disappointment, I feel too much pain in my heart
Is we still Land with love
This affectionate land
breeds our land-
will give us enough comfort and psychological healing
will give us infinite expectations and fate
believe that the land will pass through the wind and snow
believe that we will walk out of the darkest moment
believe that flowers The child will bloom, the ice will melt...
believe that warmth will wipe away tears
smile, all smiles
will melt our painful encounters
Because we have this affectionate land
because all the sufferings are known to the earth
because hope has been sown in winter
because spring is not far away...
is closely related to the people we rely on the land
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