My alma mater, how can I repay you?

My beloved alma mater:

Hello!

Six years like water, never returning; six years of flying arrows, always feel so fast...

For six years, you have nurtured me, you are our second home. Everything is given to you; you have given us a comfortable, spacious classroom, let us suck the sweetness of knowledge.

Six years ago, with your shackles in your arms, innocent we compared you to Taoyuan; you sent the messenger of hope - flowers, give us the fragrance of the earth building, sent grass, and opened a new green Meet us.

Now, we are about to leave, caressing a flower and a grass, flowing into the heart is sour, recalling the feelings, will leave your child, can never walk away, is deeply missed...

The kind teacher is so beautiful, selfless, and exhausted for us. If the teacher is like a gardener, a lighthouse, a candle, a spring silkworm, then what about us? We are like flowers, and we will grow up with care and care: like a ship, find hope to drive to Bright Avenue!

Lively and innocent classmates, the textbooks that emit ink aroma are so familiar, and all of this is not what you give us?

I am leaving, how can I repay your favor? Perhaps, I can't repay, maybe, I can test a good grade, test a good school, become the pillar of the motherland, and come back to tell you: under your nurture, we succeeded!

Sincerely

salute!

Your child: Liu Jie

June 8, 2019

Twenty-two sixth grade: Liu Jie