All the alumni of Class 905 high school present the following poem to their Alma mater
"Where are you, childlike？Go farther and farther away？
Where are you blabbering？Far apart？
Still using the blue sky and white clouds to express concern and concern？
Do you want to find the hot young heart,
To cast off the strings of this mortal world and the troubles of life？
Let 905 friendship into a gurgling spring, Haoran into a lake;
Let the legendary story of 905 stand as trees and trees, peaks and mountains;
How about turning fading memories into shared memories？
Remember the purest and most beautiful moments of our lives,
Come, sigh at you whose voice is in the air!
Come on, once cardamom green you!
Come on, you have your work cut out for you!
Come on, you of Alexander!
Come on, you in my upper bunk!
Come on, come on, let the heart shake!
For tomorrow's emotional communication network,
To pave the way for future intimacy,
A cup of thin wine, taste as much as Qinli drops sweet pure;
Two mouthfuls of plain rice, taste plain and unadorned support each other!
A piece of paper is worth a thousand pieces of gold,
A true heart is hard to find!"
