A shēn dedicated to my alma mater. Alma mater, I used to be a strong and enthusiastic student of yours. I loved you deeply. From the moment I walked into the gate of your school, you gave me knowledge, inspired me and helped me climb the ladder of success. When I came back to you again, I opened my eyes and looked at your high blue sky and green grass. In that gorgeous classroom, the thoughts I recalled were like a storm from the Great Wall, and the passion I associated was like a tide rising from the sea, stirring up my unspeakable poems and unforgettable memory fragments, and irrevocably evoking a string of lingering emotions. Although I can't pluck the strings in the sunrise like a superb pianist and play melodious melodies for you on a warm summer night, neither can I. I will sing songs and let beautiful songs float over the high walls and trees. But I can dedicate my poems to you with passion, blessing and aura as my sincere congratulations. My heart is with my alma mater and teachers. The sincere friendship of teachers is constantly injecting knowledge, wisdom and creativity into my tender heart. Let my scrawled pen turn white paper into a flag of success. Although I am about to leave here, I am still with you. The same friendship is constantly in contact with you. It is full of hope of sowing. Gorgeous designs are woven here, and a large number of talents are bred here. I once bloomed here like a strong red flower and stood upright with a smile. How happy I am to be with my beloved girl on a bright August night. Tell the sweetness of life, my alma mater. I belong to you. I am a vagrant who keeps wandering. I carry your knowledge package, across the plains, across the hills, across the green grass, to meet the challenges of life and experience the baptism of wind and rain. Every step of my success will always be closely linked with you. You raised me with knowledge and care, and I will dedicate all my blood to you. I have traveled to many beautiful places, enjoyed many wonderful times, made many close friends, and suffered loneliness and sadness. The temptation of lust no longer makes me emotional. When the torture of life has made me feel ashamed, I will never forget you in my real world-my alma mater is full of knowledge, which has benefited me for life. The winner is Dongfanghong, my alma mater. Close to you, my heart suddenly becomes open and comfortable, just like standing under the starry sky on a summer night. The fragrance of the field rippled around me. As far as the eye can see, the blue sky is boundless and the stars are shining. There are fairy-tale poems everywhere, which make my heart rise and fall. The past is like a dream, and it changes in a hurry before my eyes. I'm thinking about my childhood dream. How to become a real life in the struggle? How to create everything? How to build for many years? I am old and grey on the journey of life, but my alma mater keeps emerging in my dreams, with joy, reverie and charming image. What kind of emotion should I praise you with? I hope you are as bright as the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning.
Please accept it, thank you!