Xx primary school, you are still very good.
You are so beautiful,
It's such a vicissitudes.
I have lived here for six years,
The previous scene unfolded before my eyes:
Students swim in your arms in the ocean of knowledge,
Play in your arms.
Ah, xx Primary School, my mother, you are 100 years old this year.
Still handsome.
On this centennial celebration that belongs to you,
Let us bless you and cheer for you!