We love rivers and mountains.
What we love most is our lovely class and our warm home.
You are full of laughter, yearning, and how many fiery emotions there are.
You are so ordinary, so brilliant, you are so simple and solemn.
When the sun rises in Ran Ran, you will be green and full of vitality.
The young trees stand upright and the flowers raise their smiling faces.
In class, there is a neat queue waiting for review.
Class is over, and there are flying pigeons flying into the blue sky.
I love your blackboard full of knowledge,
I like your neat tables and chairs.
I like the shock in your singing,
I like your quiet and considerate,
I like your flag flying in sunny days,
I love your dripping eaves ...
Ah, the humble classroom is the starting point of our exploration, and our fiery ideal shines with dazzling light.
You are a melting pot, how much steel is smelted here,
For tomorrow, track laying, bridge building, rolling flashing wheels.
You are the cradle of many talents.
For tomorrow, go to mining, go to space and announce new discoveries to the world.
We love the earth and the blue sky.
We love rivers and mountains.
What we love most is our lovely home!