Through the ancient flood, through the reinforced concrete barrier, take off the red and willow green clothes, naked chest, together to worship the thousand years of immortality, a thousand years of immortal poplar, a thousand years of immortality!
Three thousand years of scorching sun, three thousand years of wind and sand, three thousand years of rain and snow.
Every grain of sand is Hu Yang's excited heartbeat, and every inch of sunlight has Hu Yanman's fried dance posture. Because, Hu Yang is saddled with the miracle of life that has been passed down through the ages and cannot be replaced.
Whether it is in the barren saline land or the desert Gobi, you can see your full of branches, or the upright branches without branches and leaves, silently multiplying, breeding, rooted in the earth, proud of the sky, in the wilderness, trying to support a piece of heaven and earth.
Be human
Born like a poplar, thousands of years do not die!
Dead like poplar, a thousand years will not fall!
Like a poplar, a thousand years of immortality!
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