A pure fertile soil breeds our hope for tomorrow, and we long for the future to be an eagle soaring above this sky.
You gave me a good start in life, you aroused my thirst for knowledge, and you helped me to become useful and fly.
You taught me to give flowers and leave incense in my hand. You taught me to smile and keep my heart happy.
Today, I will give you the most beautiful flowers. Today, I will give you the sweetest smile. My dearest school is a monument that will never stand in my heart. - .
The paths on campus always emerge in silent dreams. It is a budding youth, a childish impulse, and a whisper in the promise that night. Don't say that you are lonely, just uncover the long-forgotten memory and let the poetic dream of yesterday reappear.
Campus road, your crying face, wrote my eternal poem. Your smile is also printed with our regrets.
The path on campus is a shy fairy tale, carving out our youth as soon as possible like water.