Reading thousands of miles, caring for each other.

It's graduation season

An idea, a wish, a harmony.

It's an ancient poem. I just want a name.

This is a modern poem.

When we step into the ivory tower of knowledge

When we stay here.

Friends, always remember.

We used to enjoy it so quietly.

Enjoy the joy of learning knowledge.

When we hurried through college life,

When we finally had to go our separate ways.

Friends, always remember.

We've had it before.

I also have the elegance of reading.

Um ... . That's it. I really can't get into the theme of harmony.