Alma mater is a warm harbor, and we are a boat sailing out of her arms. No matter which dock we dock in the future, one of her navigation lights is flashing!
Alma Mater bears our endless laughter and tears.' Since we have chosen her, let's love and care for her! Together, we pieced together the good memories that once belonged to us in this promised land, leaving the footprints of our growth!
I can't forget the crisp and sweet bell.
Awaken rural ignorance and poverty,
Knock on the closed hearts of farmers;
I can't forget that spacious and bright classroom.
My ancestors also studied and calculated here.
The voice of the book rings from here again;
I can't forget those neat and beautiful tables and chairs.
We used to lie on it,
Calculate the future and explore mysteries;
I can't forget that exquisite globe,
We stare at our little eyes,
Surprised by Beijing, America ...
Goodbye, alma mater,
Your century-old prestigious school has a long history.
You gave us wisdom and pride.
Wherever I go,
I remember your face,
It's like remembering forever
The cradle of childhood and mother's smile!
Goodbye, teacher!
Bow deeply,
Call softly ...
I can't forget the lamp in the teacher's window.
You prepare lessons at your desk, correct your homework,
You don't know it's late at night;
I can't forget your broken glasses,
Kindness permeates our hearts through the lens,
Shortcomings can't escape their scanning;
I can't forget the wrinkles on your forehead,
Years have taken away your youth and health,
You help us raise our ideals and beliefs;
I can't forget your old teapot,
You only have this little hobby in your life,
And because I have to give lectures to moisten my throat ...
Goodbye, teacher!