It is the season when the autumn wind blows, so we should ride the wind and waves.

The country is like a teenager, thriving.

There is such a group of teenagers,

They burn like fireflies,

Light for six hours, and finally become the light of the sun.

We use dreams as horses, stars and moons as media, and wind and rain as axes to sow miracles in our twilight years.

So, here.

A corridor has been formed, and it is obvious.

Out of the classroom, the ecology is booming.

Grow a magnificent campus.

So beautiful

There are flowers and grass, with a three-point charm of beauty and grace;

There are towers, gardens, poems and paintings, and the reputation is like a dream. This is a city carrying education, which hides the intoxication of not causing dust.

In the name of love, we write the future in shallow time and deep water.

So we saw

here

Gave birth to literary freedom.

Interesting mathematics was born.

Gave birth to a hundred flowers of art.

Great

Teaching and learning are like those who are constantly caught in the rain.

Diligent and thoughtful, like a whale falling into everything.

This is the city of writing education, which hides the teacher's inner persistence.

We bloom in the wind, and the autumn wind makes drinks for the morning dew. Autumn wind, we set sail, flourishing.

So we saw

here

With the growth of age, the class is full of excitement.

Develop a great club.

Grow a colorful character of a teenager.

So bright

There are singing, dancing and beauty courses to nourish life;

There is laughter and a hundred-year classic reading.

This is a city that creates the future, hiding the high morale of the young sunshine.

Beautiful mountains and rivers, the stars and the moon meet.

Time is not old, we will not leave!