(i)
The four seasons bear fruit,
The year is like spring.
Red oil paint painted old years,
Indo-drip green spring wrap.
Double spring swallow door passed,
Mu mu of fertile land flowers,
Everyone has a smile on their face,
The days are like songs like fire.
(ii)
Spring blows,
Auspicious to Wanya.
Grandpa the God of Wealth knocked on the window door,
Social harmony and happiness.
The years are like shuttles,
The urban-rural divide has shrunk.
construction of ecological civilization,
Urban and rural days are like songs.
(iii)
Southeast Northwest,
Reform scenery beauty.
Opening up and invigorating the economy,
Poverty alleviation is not enough.
Struggle for life is worthy,
Hard work is bliss,
Health is the wealth of life,
Endure and work hard.
(iv)
Strong demonstrations,
The trees stand tall.
The grass that thrives withstands wind and rain,
People work hard and make a difference.
Water to brew tea a cup of tea,
Rice wine is brought to the lungs.
The crowd promotes the moon to talk about the world,
Reform and opening up taste.