The west is an imaginary sky,

The free bird that can not go and look away,

The west is a treasure trove of gold,

intelligent human beings who do not want to develop,

But the west feels too mysterious,

A flying leaf has been blown to the west and has been half-formed,

Tomorrow full of hope will be argued today,

Countless hands are waving,

There are also countless hands that stop,

There is sincerity in the disappointed eyes,

Only on the smiling face of hope can there be red clouds,

The development of the western region is a loud slogan.

The development of the western region is a magnificent foundation.

The development of the western region needs two balanced hands to support it.

The development of the western region needs a red heart to shine all the more.

Chapter 080 of "Ma Ping'an Poems": Vernacular Poetry I talked to a few entrepreneurs about development is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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