Through the ups and downs of the motherland
Ushered in the sixtieth beautiful spring.
At such a moment, our eleventh advanced research class
Fifty-four students walked into Luyuan,
Greet you with the chorus of the heart:
Lu Yuan Li-Hello!
In our hearts, you are a lofty and sacred mountain.
We saw Kilimanjaro's snow and Hemingway's leopard.
In order for us to stand higher and see farther,
Our teacher turned her shoulders into a step for promotion.
Lu Yuan Li-Hello,
In my eyes, you are a very long river.
From the Yangtze River, from the Yellow River,
From the depths of our blood
I saw the reflection of my hometown in the river.
I saw my mother's plump breasts.
Luyuan, you are a leafy tree.
Let's lie on your bloody chest.
Grow with spring and spring flowers
Dear teacher, for each of us.
Can bear rich fruits.
Give you rich nutrition like milk,
Dear Lu Yuan Li, please accept our sincere respect.
Now our fifty-four classmates are all driving beautifully.
When our petals bloom brilliantly on campus,
Tomorrow, we will have a colorful falling flower.
Dear Luyuan, you will always be the soil of worship in our hearts.
One petal is open and the other petal is colorful.
This is the soil of our Luyuan.
A branch can grow in spring!