假如这诗行会激起心海的涟漪就让微风弹响那记忆的琴弦朋友们往事历历刻在我们的心坎每一个角落都有我们挥洒的汗水清早我们踏着晨光走进课堂面对一双双求知的眼睛我们描绘无尽的理想在星星火炬的旗帜下把真善美的泉水注入孩子的心房黑夜我们伴着灯光写下一行行批语日记是孩子 If this poetic line stirred up ripples in the heart, let the breeze sounded that memory of the strings. Friends of the past is inscribed in our heart every corner of our sweat we have sweat early in the morning we walk into the classroom to face a Eyes of both seeking knowledge We describe the endless ideal Under the banner of the torch of the stars The true beauty of the spring into the child’s atrium Dark night we write down the line accompanied by light Comments Diary is a child