Lyrics of Ran Mingyang's warm dustbin

Yesterday (November 20) was international children's day. On the same day, Bijie City in Guizhou Province confirmed the identities of five boys who suffocated in garbage cans. They are cousins, all about ten years old. Four of them have dropped out of school. Three weeks ago, they went out to play together and never came back On the night of November 15, in order to keep out the cold, five boys were burning charcoal in the dustbin to keep warm, and the lives of five young children were suffocated.

There are too many invisible pain in the prosperous city

The pain is covered up into a deep and distant starry sky

As they huddle in the bright wind of streetlights

People rush through this cold winter

They were left in a poor and dilapidated village

Naive to think that this city will have results

Leave the cold home and come here to make a living

But I never thought about what I would face

Is there a warm place

Can set up a big bed

Is there a real safe haven

Except for the warm dustbin

They were found the next morning

Cuddle together and sleep peacefully forever

A dog with a keen sense of smell and a pig with a greasy mouth

The city is in tears, the crocodile is in tears