/kloc-Fantasia for 0/8 years old

18 candles,

Blow it out gently,

Gaze affectionately,

For the youth who didn't sleep last night.

Today's us,

Summoned by the sun,

Pentium's enthusiasm,

Become a song that will be sung tomorrow.

Do you remember every night by the pillow,

The song that mom hummed for you.

Do you remember your carefree childhood?

Happy game between heaven and earth and partners.

Do you remember the first time you carried your schoolbag on your shoulder?

Since then, I have forged eternal friendship with teachers and classmates.

Do you remember kites, toy guns, flower skirts,

A solemn joining ceremony and a confidential diary.

When this day comes quietly,

Are we strangely at a loss,

Or because of expectations?

A long-lost dream has come true,

Our hearts are stirring and our heads are getting higher and higher.

/kloc-The journey of 0/8 years has left many stumbling footprints.

18' s growth is integrated with the selfless feeding of parents and teachers.

When the melody of youth rings,

How many unspeakable feelings of gratitude surge in our hearts.

When the flag of youth, Ran Ran, was raised,

Our shoulders bear the sacred hope of the motherland.

Excited, laughing, confused, shy,

Smiles, tears, flowers, pride,

18 years old, let us solemnly declare to the motherland,

Your children have grown up,

The cultivation, care and hope you have given us,

Will become a hundred times and a thousand times our return!

18 years old, with open arms,

Take on more solid and heavier responsibilities in life,

18 years old, stand up,

Embrace a broader and wonderful century;

18 years old, hold your head high,

To meet the ups and downs of life.

18 years old, take your feet,

Climb the ladder of success!

Ah-18 years old!

The flame of youth is vigorous, burning, flying and rushing.

Let unremitting fighting inspire the vitality of human life.

The generation chasing the sun,

Illuminated by the sun,

2 1 century bell,

Rumble.

The sun is new every day,

Everything is growing,

The sun will continue to shine,

Because we are striding to keep up.

18 years old, the horn of youth clangs,

18 years old, young and energetic,

18 years old, let's swear in the name of youth:

For yesterday's innocence,

For today's responsibility,

For tomorrow's ideal,

We grow, we hit the road,

We will hold up the sun tomorrow!