A lighthouse guiding the way,

The spark of hope,

Polishing my confused eyes word by word.

The source of the soul,

The spring breeze of life,

Moisten my dry heart bit by bit.

The messenger of wisdom,

The crystallization of knowledge,

Ink tells me that civilization is being passed down.

The accumulation of annual rings,

Memorization of years,

Think about the future agreement together.

Open a book,

Light a lamp,

Shushan has a road service as its path.

Go hand in hand.

Open a book,

Light a lamp,

There is no end to learning from the sea.

Since then, a complete life has been realized.