In ancient times, people studied in private schools. There was no academic year system, and there was no word "alma mater".
Most of them are poems in modern times, such as:
"Farewell to Alma Mater"?
Farewell to Alma Mater The spring rain is you,?
The grass is I,?
you nourish my heart with the nectar of knowledge?
. ?
The sea is you, ?
The boat is me, ?
You guide me with navigation marks, ?
In the ocean of knowledge Here, ride the wind and waves. ?
Whether you are a beautiful begonia, ?
or a fragrant magnolia, ?
I still love you unabated.
Ah, my alma mater?
A piece of pure fertile soil?
Breathing our hope for tomorrow?
We long for Will I become a strong eagle in the future?
Soar in the sky?
Is it you?
Give me a good start in life?< /p>
Is it you?
Stirs up my desire for knowledge?
Is it you?
Help me become successful and help me fly. ?
What did you teach me?
Giving flowers to others and leaving fragrance in your hands?
What did you teach me?
A smile brings happiness to a person?
Today?
I want to bring the most beautiful flowers?
Today?
I want to bring The sweetest smile?
Given to you?
My dearest school?
A monument that will always stand in my heart
Extension
1. Ancient poems of gratitude:
"Giving Clothes on Dragon Boat Festival"
Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
Palace clothes are also Famous, the Dragon Boat Festival is favored.
The fine kudzu is soft in the wind, and the fragrant flowers are light in the snow.
Since the sky is wet, it should be cleared by the heat.
The inner meaning refers to the long and short, and is filled with holy love for life.
2. "Poetry on Swallows Revealed to Liu Sou"
Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)
There are two swallows on the beam, a male and a female.
Holding mud between two rafters, four children were born in a nest.
Si'er's days and nights are long, and he is asking for food diligently.
Cat worms are difficult to catch, and the yellow mouth has no period of satiety.
Although the claws are thirsty, the mind is not tired.
It takes only ten seconds to come and go, as if I am afraid of hunger in the nest.
After thirty days of hard work, the mother becomes thinner and the chick becomes fatter.
Mutter the words and brush the sweaters one by one.
Once the wings are fully formed, lead them to the branches of the garden.
Lift your wings without looking back, and fly in all directions with the wind.
The male and female scream in the air, but they never come back.
But I fell into an empty nest, chirping sadly all night long.
Don’t be sad, Yan Yan. You should go back and think about yourself.
Si'er is a young bird, flying high and carrying his mother on his back.
My parents read it at that time, but you should know it today.