Zi Chun original to migrant worker brothers

To the migrant worker brother

Wen / Zi Chun

I wish the new year in the old house

You have quietly gained from home

Pocket

The green leather train takes your concern

Father's wave

Mother's tears

Come to thousands of miles

Unfamiliar city edge

For better self

The myth in my heart

Sprinkle sweat

Your tough spirit

Make cities more beautify

Bridge Tunnel Ferris Building

You are one brick and tile

Water with sweat

Stir with concern

Standing on a tripod to build happiness

Bridge stand up

Tunnel

You smiled satisfied

Can leave after completion

Written lonely on your kind face

Put on the bag again

Sailing at the next stop

Dai Xing Daiyue is only for his father's hug when he goes home

Mother's smile

Wife's expectation

Hope of the child

Regardless of the heat and ice of the board room

Whether in the shed in the tunnel bridge of the deserted nozzle

How many nights you look up at your hometown

Tears in two lines

Yingchen Xixi

Repeat the story of yesterday

High -altitude work rack

Mud color suit, empty full cap is the notes you add to the city's harmonious

Without your sweat and tears

There is no beauty of city bloom

Rough hands

Full of dust

Tell us your value and bitterness

Night temporarily

City bustling hustle and bustle

The enchanting of neon lights

Can't hide the Qinghui of Xingyue

Can't hide the tears in your hometown

Mai field crops have also planted your hope

Under the mountains of your hometown

Also blooming with beautiful Gesang flowers

Construct a wonderful picture

But you prefer to learn in technology

Growing up in loneliness

Leaving the hometown

I have a thin pen in empty

Can't write your hard work and parting

Can't write you

Hope and loneliness

Cannot write

You have your merits in fashion and beauty

The wind is not easy to sleep in the shed

The spring breeze of reform

Let you become a landscape of the city

Let us become different partners of division of labor

But I'm not brave

Drilling wandering again and again as a new starting point for life

Here

Brothers, migrant workers, you have worked hard

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