The waves of wheat are rolling, glittering with gold, ten miles of singing, ten miles of fragrance, the good news of the harvest is spreading everywhere, and every household is full of joy, full of joy. All the avenues are shining with gold, the cars and horses are running to deliver grain, the farmers are on the road to prosperity, and the happy life will last for ten thousand years, ten thousand years. The happy life is ten thousand years long, ten thousand years long. END