Alma mater, I want to tell you

"Don't force me to learn things that are useless. What I learned at school is how violent. I am a good person, or a bad person depends on my achievements. No one has the ability to distinguish..." I sang again. This song, I don't want to go to school. I got a status at school because of my grades. Why? Still not free! !

Time flies, time flies,

The small life of the country has passed in the blink of an eye.

There is still about a month,

I am leaving you, my beloved alma mater.

For six years,

We got the knowledge of the pulp in your cell.

The power of wisdom, practical talent, and the truth of being a man.

Today, six years later, we are about to leave school.

Leave the teacher and leave classmates.

That wide playground,

There are countless countless footprints left by us;

On the red and green runway,

Recording the posture of our running and jumping;

In the spacious and bright classroom,

It seems as if another sound of our reading is heard;

That greets the student’s door,

It seems as if I have come to the school.

Dear alma mater, in your arms,

I am ignorant of ignorance;

From childish to mature;

Be brave from timidity;

Change from a child to a teenager.

If you are a piece of music forever,

Then we are a jumping note;

No matter which poem we will remit in the future,

It’s all a melody that she is beating.

If you are a warm harbor,

Then we are the one that sailed out,

No matter which unnamed pier we are parked in,

There is a flashing light in the heart.

Dear alma mater,

You carry our endless laughter and tears,

Let us leave beautiful memories on this land.

My alma mater, I want to say to you: "I love you."

Sixth grade: Chen Qi