Written to Yuan Longping
Wang Guiyuan
When we are hungry and helpless
It is the day when the passion is surging every day
I hadn't heard of you back then
But the skinny yellow newspaper said that the production capacity per mu was tens of thousands of catties
The mother was worried about the child's eyes
She left us all the food she could save
When the mother left
The mother said she had taken all the suffering away
Since then, I have been able to see clearly what is related to food and clothing
All kinds of real or false things
Yuan Longping, what an ordinary name
No slogans, no halos
You incorporate a lifetime of faith and love into the land
Your life's work is to make the land productive
Worthy of the hardest working people in this land
Let the people's expectations have laughter and singing
Rice yields two thousand catties per acre, two thousand catties
What a real number
Remembering thousands of years of history, you let us really understand
The barn is solid, and the etiquette is known