1, Seven Ranks Celebration of Qinyuanchun
Love is like words, the road is like shapes, and great men are like voices. Relive the magnificence in Xiajin for nine days; A Guo pen reproduces prosperity. Seven rank vicissitudes of life, five weather, Ben Ma Shu's purpose is uneven. Singing high, the dragon and phoenix are fragrant, and the neon is transpiration.
Ask who is so affectionate to help countless teenagers go to Luming Literature. Look at the wave-making philosophers, guide criticism, take the cloud as the guide, and cough crystal clear. In charge of Ge Qicai, the article is too defensive, and every industry has thousands of lines. Peach and plum smile, comfort the source of living water, not the old gardener.
2, seven methods, school anniversary
Full of ambition, I dreamed of setting sail for many years. Alma mater Huachen party, students celebrate their birthday * * *. I'm glad to hear that my junior is thriving, and I'm glad to see that my senior is the pillar. There is no limit to saying goodbye. There is a male seal painted on the seaweed in Sang Yu.
3. Ode to Qingxi
I met you when I stepped into the school gate. Your name is Qingxi, Qingxi, Qingxi, my forever mother. Heart to heart with you from now on. Qingxi Qingxi, 79 years old, you are still young. After 79 years of ups and downs, you have grown up three times and finally.
4. Poems dedicated to my alma mater
Here, there are first-class teachers and energetic students. Here, we have our most precious memories, our most unforgettable primary school life and our closest friends. Here, there are unforgettable happiness during our military training, as well as the last hard struggle of our sixth grade. In this beautiful campus, there are feelings and righteousness, bitterness and joy, but more is the elegant demeanor washed by sweat.
5. Go to my alma mater
My alma mater, where are you? It's only been five years, and you've changed beyond recognition. Why don't you make me sad? You taught me how to stand on my own two feet, but you slipped up first. You taught me how to fight, but why did you flinch? A gust of wind blows, and your spirit has already injected into my soul. Your body is full of blood, and my body is full of spirit.
No wonder your feelings, no wonder your love. Ah. My alma mater, where are you? Just let your spirit return to its original state, just for a moment.