Four Seasons of Keyihe
Vast oceans and endless mountains portrait a timeless landscape.
A pen filled with ink draws a winding stroke soulfully.
From dawn to dusk, this cycle repeats itself ad infinitum,
Dividing out time into four distinct seasons.
Four Seasons of A City-Living in Keyihe
The snow that covered the north of the Great Wall has melted.
The sun rises and shines over the endless field of rhododendrons.
The tender pink heralds the arrival of spring.
It kisses and counts the delicate and countless buds,
Singing the ode to a fresh start.
The sky is clear with light clouds, above luxuriant trees, verdant grasses, silvery ripples.
The mountainous town makes a secluded pure retreat of natural peace and beauty.
Living beings fly high in the sky or run fast through the forest at liberty.
In celebration of the arrival of summer,
They invite you to dance for the warmer climate,
And to wish for a cool world.
The sun in the afternoon shines warmly over the crosswalk.
Against the autumn breeze,
It crosses trains and bikes coming and going,
And renders the land colorful ribbons.
The town and the forest exist side by side.
A myriad of varied colors and scenes unfold before you and me.
In silent reverence accumulates the energy of life.
Under the white cover many changes are happening.
Above the white cover the sound of local accent echoes in ears.
Get away from the hurly burly,
Step onto the snow-covered boundless plain,
Amaze at the magical craftsmanship of nature,
Be grateful for the countless treasure the forest has to offer,
Feel burning warmth in chilly coldness.
When winter is gone as time lapses, the earth will come to life again.
The nature yields abundance.
Blessed with good fortune, hard work will bear fruit.
Stories of glory are being written and told.
An attack of homesickness sets off a long journey back to the home.
Produced by the Forest Administration of Keyihe, the Greater Khingan Range, Inner Mongolia