The wind is lush red beach
A man, came to the Red Beach
Vast, wilderness, rivers
Looking around, the mood is pounding
This is me, my third hometown
From then on, they have been linked
Go south and go north, fight the world alone
Although, everything starts from scratch
All unfamiliar faces
Don't know a person
Fortunately, young and attractive
Dealing with strangers
Some became colleagues
Some became friends
Some became comrades-in-arms
I became one with Red Beach
It's no longer unfamiliar
Here are the folks
Hand in hand, reclaim the wasteland
Riding a bicycle
Go to the wilderness to plant trees
Large birch forests
Large patches of reeds sway
Large green gauze tents
Spring is here
In a field as flat as a mirror
Plant seedlings with the village girl
Basket sky white clouds under the horse to run
Exchange the sweat of labor for the harvest
I reaped the fruits
I harvested the creative chapter
I gained poetry
I gained sophistication
Here it makes my youth blood boil
It makes my youth sweat like rain here
Here it makes my youth work hard
It's a place where my youth blossoms
Man and nature coexist in harmony
If it comes, it will be safe
Good boys are in all directions
Never hesitate anymore
Falling in love with the Red Beach...