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Poetry praising the campus
1. There are hard-working gardeners here.

Here, there are vibrant seedlings.

Here, there are wisps of warm and bright sunshine.

It is in this beautiful garden that we thrive.

Here, we soar in the universe of knowledge.

Here, we rejoice in the sea of books.

Here, we explore in the teacher's navigation.

It is in this temple of knowledge that we have realized our ideals.

In the classroom with bright windows, there was the sound of reading.

Like a group of jumping notes, it plays the sound of our knowledge.

The tree-lined campus is full of our laughter.

It left us a step of growth and laid a solid foundation for our growth.

2. Ah, the campus.

When you were young, you hung high in the blue sky.

Goodbye, hear you.

It's like hugging the stars all over the sky.

School, campus, crowded into my heavy schoolbag.

I love you and I hate you.

It's like following a long stream

Makes me happy and confused.

After graduation, the campus grew on a lush tree.

Think of you and taste you.

It's like saying goodbye to someone who is in love for the first time.

This also makes me feel sad.

Now, the campus has finally entered my wonderful life picture.

No matter where you are, how far away from you.

As if, raise the sail of mature love.

Fly to the fiery red sun.

3, colorful year after year, in a blink of an eye, we all grew up.

So, with the joy of growing up, we left silently.

A pure fertile soil is pregnant with our hope for tomorrow.

The future we long for has become an eagle, soaring above the sky.

You gave me a good start in life.

You aroused my curiosity.

It's you, help me become useful and help me fly.

You taught me to give flowers and leave incense in my hand.

You taught me to give others a smile and keep my heart happy.

Today, I want to put this most beautiful flower.

Today, I want to give this sweetest smile.

Here you are, my dearest school.

Spring on campus is like that delicate flower.

Wake up flowers and spit out fragrance.

Long hibernation has accumulated energy.

Let the campus in spring have the breath of life.

Summer on campus, like that blooming flower,

After a thunderstorm, I became stronger.

Spring rain is like that girl, caring for the flowers.

Let the summer campus have jumping notes.

Autumn on campus is like that ripe fruit.

Harvest ripe fruits, and happiness reverberates in the campus.

The wind and rain made this flower go through a rough time.

Let the campus in autumn have a sweet smile.

Winter on campus is not as gentle as spring.

Although not as cheerful as summer, although not as sweet as autumn.

But it has a quiet smell.

This kind of long rest can make bloom next year.

5. I walked into your arms gently.

Quiet, serene and warm, like a mother's arms.

The flowers in full bloom in the garden have disappeared, like a bright smiling face.

Youth is rippling, and the willows on both sides of the aisle are swaying in the wind, as if waving and greeting me affectionately.

The ripples in the lotus pond weave our dreams.

In the continuous ripples, the reverie of youth is outlined.

Green in the sun is not grass, but a kind of vitality.

Then sown on the earth, pregnant with a hopeful dream.

Three generations of gentlemen.

Time has proved that towering trees grow from fertile soil that nourishes them.

Your brilliance, your brilliance, your peach and plum fragrance.

I bless you, my alma mater.