What is youth? Youth is firm root, the limb that prop up, derive nutrient; What is youth? Youth is powerful is dry, hold in the palm lift greenery, place future; What is youth? Youth is the leaf with green delicacy, exposed to the sun and unripe, young. Scorching sun as it happens, wind crosses Lin Sao, we are worth junior!
青春是什么？青春是牢固的根，支撑枝干，汲取养分；青春是什么？青春是遒劲的干，托举绿叶，寄托未来；青春是什么？青春是鲜绿的叶，向阳而生，朝气蓬勃。骄阳正好，风过林梢，我们正值年少！
Of early morning Mondayish be spent by sweet take away, companion leaves as spring, we greet scorching summer. Carry submit a written statement to a higher authority on the back to wrap, arrange appearance, accompanying the rising sun to go on the road that go to school. Walk into campus, there is joyous sound to laugh here language, a new day, classmates have the fun that does not say, the friendship that does not say.
清晨的困倦被一阵花香带走，伴随着春天离去，我们迎来骄阳似火的夏。背上书包，整理仪表，伴着朝阳走在上学的路上。走进校园，这里充满着欢声笑语，新的一天，同学们有说不完的趣事，讲不完的友谊。
Bai Yun is like with wind confuse Tibet, sunshine of from time to time is beautiful, dark clouds of from time to time is enveloped. "Rumour pitter-patter reads sound, in succession pleasant to hear " , bright like reading fall of book acoustic image billowy, be full of enthusiasm, open a brand-new day. Take out a few pieces of paper for making manuscript, apply clever maths formula to having consideration, writing left a path mark on paper for making manuscript, that is the proof that nib ever had tried hard, it is my youth, my time.
白云似与风儿迷藏，时而阳光明媚，时而阴云笼罩。“风声雨声读书声，声声入耳”，朗朗读书声像瀑布一样汹涌澎湃，充满干劲，开启了全新的一天。抽出几张稿纸，运用巧妙数学公式进行着计算，笔墨在稿纸上留下了一道道痕迹，那是笔尖曾努力过的证明，是我的青春，我的年华。
Of summer afternoon always is very satisfied, the teacher is explaining a title assiduously on dais, bug of a drowse, sneak away secretly however the ear that entered me, consciousness begins gradually confused, the head stops not the dwelling place was hit beat, the teacher's sound magnifies suddenly, pulled me from the boundary of reality and dream, drowse bug got fright, ran away hastily.
夏日的午后总是很惬意，老师在讲台上孜孜不倦地讲解着题目，一只瞌睡虫，却偷偷溜进了我的耳朵，意识逐渐开始迷糊，脑袋止不住地打起了鼓，老师的声音突然放大，将我从现实和梦境的交界处拉了回来，瞌睡虫受了惊吓，匆忙逃走了。
Dusk is scattered to fall by deities, wipe in the sky with auroral dye give a paragraph of silken area, that is afterglow, diurnal steam is blown to come loose by cool and refreshing late wind, we play on the way home fight noisely, red-blooded.
黄昏被神明撒下，用玫瑰色的颜料在天空中抹出一段绸带，那是晚霞，白天的热气被清凉的晚风吹散，我们在回家的路上嬉戏打闹，充满活力。
We are worth junior, youth and dream keep abreast of, youth is infinite and likely, future is not is a dream!
我们正值年少，青春与梦想并驾齐驱，青春无限可能，未来并非是梦！