Goodbye! Alma Mater!

Goodbye, childhood!

Listen, the playfulness on the playground,

Listen, laughter when going out;

Listen, the shouts during the game,

Listen, the slogan of the military training.

All laughter,

At this moment,

It is written as a chapter of love.

Look, the classmates are chasing me,

Look, the teachers’ serious corrections;

Look, the gardeners are carefully irrigating,

Look, clean and bright classroom.

All good things,

At this moment,

It is fixed in your heart.

Two thousand and ninety-nine days,

Have laughter,

The joy of winning the game,

Laughing out of the autumn tour...

There are tears,

The tears of the companion’s injury,

The tears of your dispute...

Laughter and tears,

Become a national six-year life,

The most beautiful memories.

Recalling the past,

Become sensible from ignorance,

From innocence to maturity,

From "why" to "I know"...

Looking to the future,

"Smart Star" became "Great Doctor",

"Little squad leader" became "big professor",

"Small sports athletes" become tomorrow's "champions"...

tell me,

More than two thousand days,

Who is accompanying me?

It is you, partner,

It is you, teacher!

I hope we will cross time and space,