A sonnet to the 100th Birthday of my mother－school
A whole century has passed since you founded,
A pine planted at the foot of Bell Mountain,
With time flowing pine roots get deeper to the ground,
Pine fruits roll about ＆ beyond Middle Kingdom.
Pursuance of reality is your Principle，
Link of teaching ＆ studying in your way,
Keeping harmony with history you thrince change your title,
Standing on the front you adjust your organs alway,
Fearless teenagers lot by lot enter your door,
Beams ＆ talents march out yearly of your compound,
To defend our country your sons rush to our grand foe,
To Build our country your kids tread the desert ＆ high land.
Your being makes Stone Town more charming ＆ famous,
Your doing makes China more strong ＆ prosperous.
(外文系50级 汪汝源 )
