Night fell,
and I thought the light would come;
I gazed at the stars filling the sky,
at their hazy, flickering glow,
and pondered for a long time.
I once thought
Fire God Mountain and Thunder God Mountain
were miracles and turning points;
I never expected
COVID-19 to play such a cruel joke.
Wuhan, still not far behind,
Xiamen, only a few steps away;
the fight against the epidemic
was not yet over.
Humanity's perseverance and efforts
had done everything possible to suppress its spread;
therefore,
in China,
it was a miracle.
And yet,
it was also
an incomplete miracle,
one that had been expected!
With experience,
lockdowns and perseverance,
with everyone united as one,
were the surest remedy to destroy it!
But now,
living through it,
I finally knew how hard it was.
The bugle call before dawn
forced me to boot up.
And the result of booting up
was—
still at Fang.
After a long while,
tossing and turning,
I finally understood:
pacing anxiously wouldn't solve anything.
Before my eyes,
the city, overnight,
fell silent.
And now,
I firmly believed:
Forward!
I looked toward the future,
hoping all would be well.
I looked ahead,
toward peace across the land!
Keep fighting, China!
Keep fighting, Gansu!
Keep fighting, Lanzhou!
Rest assured, motherland,
Lanzhou will prevail!
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