Tisch
The red sun is the same color as the teaching building.
Pine trees and green lawns often accompany each other!
Famous books are gathered in the reading room.
Presented in the computer room,
Specimen molds are displayed in the laboratory.
Erhu piano is practiced in the talent room.
It is the elders of the three townships who are dedicated to creating educational blessings;
It is the wheel for leaders at all levels to attach importance to education, promote development and promote history!
Gigi's gardener, the three-foot forum, is diligent in seeking,
Whenever you have doubts, analyze, cultivate and turn into consciousness!
Students learn to row boats in the sea.
Reading in the morning scares the dawn and sunrise, and learning in the evening is far-reaching!
With a little more effort, a horse can gallop thousands of miles;
After much experience, the eagle can spread its wings in the blue sky;
More hope, flocks of seagulls flying.
How concerned, goose ranking!
We'll-
If it is grass, it will dye the horizon green;
If it is a water drop, it will be vast;
If it is gravel, it will gather in the tower;
If it is a fluorescent fire, it will burn into a flame!
Keep pace with the times and highlight the characteristics of our school;
Pioneering and innovating to build excellent brands!
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The path on campus,
Always emerge in silent dreams.
Is budding youth,
It's a childish impulse,
That's the whisper of the night.
Don't say you are lonely,
In order to uncover long-forgotten memories,
Let the poetic dream of yesterday reappear.
The path on campus,
Your crying face,
Write down my immortal poems.
Your smile,
Engraved with how much regret we have.
The path on campus,
It's a shy fairy tale,
Carve our youth like water as soon as possible.
Tisso
Campus after rain
It is so dark
But that charming beauty
But still visible.
separate
Holding a leisurely flower umbrella
Walking in the Woods of Huishe
In the humid air
The smell of the earth is spreading.
The smell of grass is so romantic.
Close your eyes.
in front of you
My heart has drifted away.
I am a homeless child.
In the vast desert
Dreaming of a dreamy cabin
I want to stay. I don't want to go back.
From now on, no matter sunrise or sunset, the scorching sun in first frost.
Go wandering for yourself.
Wandering around the small house
Leave a trail of footprints to cover up the scar.
Full of hope.
worryingly
Keep waiting
Every starry night
Make up a fairy tale with the deepest heart and tell it to the cabin.
Fairy tales pass away like meteors.
A lot of waiting is flowing
My tapping fingers became stiff.
But I knocked and knocked.
The hut is like a silent grave.
Suppress desire, suppress enthusiasm
Let all persistence be infected with winter rain, frost and snow.
Shine in the cold north wind
The night is deep.
As deep as the sea.
The sea is infinitely dry.
Dry up into an endless desert
Silent-
Wait or meditate?
Like a torch
Hanging in the air
Burning the last passion
Bear a sadness.
When I give you my last smile
It's time to say goodbye to you and start over.
Fantastic house
I can't knock on your silent wooden door any more.
Despite the heavy burden
Despite the difficulties