You are the strong backbone of the producers.

Magnificent and tall Five Fingers Peak.

You are the head of a revolutionary soldier who would rather die than surrender and hold high forever.

That crimson land

You are the hot and broad chest of the old people.

The choppy waters of the Ganjiang River.

You are the eternal blood of the producer.

It is raining in Jinggangshan. Why do you always keep raining?

I know you are moved by the account of more than 48,000 martyrs in Jinggangshan and the extinction of Grandma Ceng Zhi's life.

The rain in Jinggangshan is always so thin and lingering.

It seems to tell us the story of more than 30 Red Army soldiers in Xiaojing Red Army Hospital/KLOC-0.

The fog in Jinggangshan is very hazy

But it can't hide the light of Mao Ping Octagonal Tower illuminating the revolutionary road.

The fog in Jinggangshan is layered.

But it can't stop Huang Yangjie's guns from ringing through five hundred miles of mountains and rivers.

We searched for the footprints of revolutionary ancestors on the road of picking up grain.

We tasted the hard struggle of the Red Army in Redmi pumpkin soup.

In Jiang Manfeng's song,

I heard the people in the old revolutionary base areas love the Red Army soldiers.

Beautiful and majestic Jinggangshan

Although I said goodbye to you for the time being

But your red gene

It's firmly imprinted on my heart.

Never forget Jinggangshan

Let Jinggangshan spirit shine forever.