"Every time I walk by the teacher's window"
The stars are shining quietly in the late night,
The teacher's room is bright all night long.
Every time I gently walk by your window,
The bright light shines on my heart.
Ah, every time I think of you,
Dear and beloved teacher,
warmth surges in my heart.
Nurturing a new generation of hard-working gardeners,
The lights are still on late at night today.
You are working hard on writing teaching materials,
The tall figure is reflected on your window.
Ah, every time I think of you,
Dear and beloved teacher,
warmth surges in my heart.
Teachers have made meritorious deeds on the new Long March, and
groups of successors have thrived.
Carrying the hope of the motherland and running to all directions,
You always stare affectionately with tears in your eyes.
Ah, every time I think of you,
Dear and beloved teacher,
warmth surges in my heart.