He ---For international forefront workers

The Sand and sweat blend into the house day and night

The machine is started because of his fervent soul

Only Leaving the exhausting body whisper in his deep sleep at night

Steel, concrete, wood, screws.....

Floating in the air endlessly

He healed the barren city and decorated it with buildings

He subsided the raging dust and carved it with rough hands

He endured the loneliness , waving to youth with a smile

He endured the misery, nodding to the drifter in tears

Those burning youth dreams faded away

It's the house that builds up the pride

The flourishing lights in dreams are extracted and sending to the heart of the motherland by mail  

Spewing out with a wordless song

DeJian International

Li JinHu