A love letter to Spring

Source: People's Railway Network

——The handwriting of the railway anti-epidemic song "Snow Sees, Flowers Hear"

This is destined to be an extraordinary spring. What has retained this spring are the vast number of medical workers who have sacrificed their lives and died and are fighting in the front line of the fight against the epidemic, the volunteers who are "retrograde", and of course, the railway people who are fighting on the Wanli Railway Line. This spring, the whole country joined hands and shoulders to gather the spiritual strength of the Chinese nation's unity and struggle.

Since the outbreak of the new crown pneumonia epidemic, railway people have been fighting in the front line of the fight against the epidemic. They worked day and night, made unremitting efforts, and built bridges of life with sweat and life. They are ferrymen, protectors. Like the medical workers, soldiers and volunteers on the frontline of the fight against the epidemic, they are fighters, heroes, and the strength support of the nation's progress, which deserve praise, praise and praise.

There must be a song to record the moment of this life-and-death battle; there must be a song to record the efforts made by the railway people in this people's war, the overall war and the obstruction war of epidemic prevention and control; there must be a song that follows the footsteps of these forwarders, forward, forward, through the storm, through the cold winter, towards the spring.

It was at this time that I was invited to write a song for the Railroad man.

This spring, I've written some work on fighting the pandemic. Faced with overwhelming information, I decided to stop writing and set aside some time to think deeply about the sudden outbreak. I often have a special affection for the railway. Because in that crowd of fighting people, there were my best friends, and there were brothers and sisters I was familiar with and unfamiliar with. My hometown, Yancheng, is located in northern Jiangsu and belongs to the coastal city, and it was not connected to the railway until 2005, and the high-speed railway was not connected at the end of 2019. However, I am pleased that as a writer, my works have already taken the high-speed train, riding on the Harmony and Fuxing. At the train poetry meeting held in the Nanjing passenger section, many high-speed rail attendants recited my poems. On December 16, 2019, the Xuyan high-speed railway was opened, and I, together with several photographers, embarked on the high-speed train that debuted from my hometown with specially created poetry works. At that moment, the earth galloped, the blue sky fluttered, and with the high-speed rail, we ran all the way on the vast land: the heart that had wings / It was like flying.

Soon after, however, an unexpected outbreak occurred. The railroad people were called to the forefront of the battle against the epidemic. On the speeding train, a handsome, handsome, beautiful and beautiful railway man became a "retrograde". In the face of the storm, they are like wind, like fire, like electricity, like arrows, like eagles flying in the wind, and their hearts have always been full of hopeful power. High-speed rails gallop on the railway line, through urban market towns, plains and seashores, mountains and rivers, running in the motherland where it is most needed. The railroad men rushed into the smoke-filled battlefield with full strength, never collected troops unless they defeated the disease, and vowed not to return without retaking the spring.

Can't sleep at night. At 4:30 a.m., a song called "Snow Sees, Flowers Hear" is finally completed. On this special day, I send it as a love letter to Spring.

Set off again and again to start a journey of joy

This time, the long journey was the line of fire of the assault

No matter how cruel the enemy is, we will fight together

The most sinister nightmare, we break it down

Never let the storm take away the quiet of these years

The back of your "retrograde", I see, the snow sees

Go on the road again and again, passing on love and warmth

This time, it is difficult to fly over all kinds of dangers

Groups of warriors rushed into the smoke of the battle

Sound bagpipes and pray for the peace of life

Never let the mask cover the spring color of the garden

Your affectionate call, I hear, the flower hears

Assemble and assemble on a speeding train

Set off and walk quickly to the line of fire of the assault

A bagpipe sounded the trumpet of victory

The most beautiful flowers, please return this spring

Happy smile, please give back this spring

Happy singing, please give back this spring

A pair of arms, set up a rainbow

A train of high-speed rail is driving towards the beautiful sky

The lyrics went well, but it took a lot of time to revise. It was late at night, and I and Xiao Su, the composer and the Nanjing Passenger Transport Section Trade Union, were still communicating over the adjustment of a word and the change of a melody. As songwriters, we all have a common wish, that is, we hope that this song can not only reflect the attitude of railway people facing difficulties and moving forward against the wind in the face of the epidemic, but also express our inner gratitude and wishes, thanks to medical workers, soldiers, volunteers who are fighting in the frontline of the fight against the epidemic, and to all those who have worked hard to fight the epidemic - including ourselves and the railway people in the new era. I wish that the disease will disappear, the epidemic will end as soon as possible, the sun will shine, and happiness will come to the earth.

In the spring, the earth warms up. North and south, under the river, a peach willow green. A warm anti-epidemic song echoed in the spacious and bright high-speed rail carriage. "Snow Sees, Flowers Hear", a poetic name. Riding on the wings of song, I believe that after hard work and unremitting efforts, we will be able to regain this blossoming spring that originally belonged to us from the hands of the disease.

Spring, spring, we are on the road to spring!