Anti-Epidemic Part Four

Twisting curves, Converge into the development of the city, Winding as rugged as mountain ranges, Sometimes sluggish, sometimes steep;

Changing along with them, Are our moods, Sometimes excited, sometimes dejected.

With the epidemic at hand, We relax our minds, Do not forget our masks, And strengthen our protection.

May we be united as one, Believe, The turning point is just ahead!