The poem to my alma mater is as follows:
1. Qinyuanchun·Qizhi School Anniversary
Great love brings great words, great avenues great shapes, great chime great sounds. Borrow the nine-day rosy brocade to relive the magnificence; a Guo pen to reproduce prosperity. The vicissitudes of the seventh rank, the weather of the fifth middle school, and the meaning of Banma's letter are not settled. Where the song is high, the dragon is soaring, the phoenix is ??flying, and the neon colors are steaming.
Ask who is so affectionate and helps countless young people go to Luming. Look at the fashionable craftsmen, guide and comment on the deep tune, get the best in the clouds, cough and spit crystal clear. Guan Ge is a talented person, he is a governor of articles, and he is responsible for hundreds of industries and thousands of actions. The peach and plum blossoms smile, the source of comfort is flowing water, and the gardener never grows old.
2. Qilu·Reflections on the School Anniversary
Coming out of the school with great ambitions, the glorious years and dreams set sail. Hua Chen, his alma mater, gathered together and his students held cups of wine to celebrate. I'm glad to hear that my schoolmates are building a good business, and I'm glad to see my senior brothers as pillars. The love for each other is infinite when we meet each other, and the mulberry trees and algae are painted with majestic seals.
3. Ode to Qingxi
I got to know you as soon as I stepped into the school gate. Your name is Qingxi, Qingxi, Qingxi, my forever mother. From now on I will be with you heart to heart. Qingxi, Qingxi, you are still young at 79 years old. In the ups and downs of 1979, you have grown up three times and finally grown up.
4. Poems dedicated to our alma mater
Here, there are first-class teachers and energetic students. Here are our most precious memories and our most unforgettable memories. In our elementary school career, we have our most intimate friends. Here, there is the unforgettable joy of our military training, and the arduous final struggle of our sixth grade. In this beautiful campus, there is love, righteousness, suffering and joy, but More of a style washed away by sweat.
5. To my alma mater
My alma mater, where are you. But in just five years, you have changed beyond recognition. How can you not make me sad. You taught me how to be independent, but you made a mistake first. You taught me how to fight and why did you hold back. A gust of wind blows, and it turns out that your spirit has already been injected into my soul. The blood is flowing in your body, and the spirit is flowing in my body.
No wonder your affection, no wonder your love. ah. My alma mater, where are you. Just let your spirit return to its original state, just for a moment.