He is a producer.

Dayanhe is my teacher.

I am the son of the people.

Also grew up bathed in the virtues of Dayan River.

Son of Dayanhe River

Dayan and his people by teaching me.

Your virtue has taught me.

Dayanhe, my teacher

Along the river, seeing the wind today reminds me of you.

Your grave of dust blown by the wind

Weeds in front of your bombed-out house

An inch of high and low steps that you were flattened.

The cracked dead tree in front of your house

Dayanhe, the wind I saw today reminds me of you.