The curve of beach sand forms an island.
The light at one point.
Brighter than the sun shines.
A light that is the money.
The bright blood-red uniform gathered together.
The blood red entered the width of a door.
Drink the burnt water to prosper.
The water is like their luck.
Prayed for the luck of thin red firewood.
The sound of a pair of wooden sticks pinching,
The length of the noodles while eating together.
On that day, the tradition of the new house
of the Chinese citizens of Bangka Belitung took place.
