All things make way for life.
Fearless in cold wind and snow.
Fearless in distant journeys.
Different people with different occupations working and fighting in different places.
But we share the same land and the same sky.
Here, there’s still a myriad of twinkling lights from thousands of families.
Here, the sunset is still as gorgeous as usual.
Just wait till spring blossoms.
Streets will be filled with hustle and bustle again.
Endless traffic will flow over the bridge.
Sirens from the ships will roar across the river.
We will reunite right here.
Wuhan, we’ll wait for you.