When the green branches and leaves gradually lose color,

When the noisy river falls silent

When the beautiful grassland exudes fragrance.

October, what a kind name.

It contains infinite vitality and hope.

I want to sing loudly.

I want to praise you from the bottom of my heart

It takes three generations to make a gentleman.

We are lucky, a sapling.

I grew up in the garden of Haitian Railway No.1 Middle School.

There are beautiful flowers and plants here.

A bright and warm classroom

Smiling face and eyes eager for knowledge.

And you, my dear teacher.

before long

We stumbled into the campus.

Ignorant eyes are full of curiosity

It's you, dear teacher

Gently opened the first page of the book for me.

It's you, dear teacher

Raise a clear spring of knowledge for me.

Moisten my dry heart

When winter comes and summer goes, the sun and the moon fly.

An ignorant urchin in the past

Like a seedling emerging from the ground bathed in warm sunshine.

grow up healthy and strong

I can't forget the "childlike innocence" qq group.

It is fertile ground for students to discuss and learn.

And those smiling little photos.

I can't forget the five-day quality education in Shertala.

Those short five days

We practice by ourselves.

The seeds of flying high take root and sprout in our bodies.

October, heavy October

How can I not praise you loudly?

The seedlings will eventually grow into towering trees, and the buds will also give off fragrance.

That happy October

Fruitful fruits are covered with branches.