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Autumn at Dawan
As students return and footsteps fill the halls,
the campus brims with youth and vibrant life.
Newcomers arrive, like morning breeze—
bringing freshness, hope, and dreams anew.
Goldenrain trees burst into bloom,
as if to greet the dawning term with joy.
Their blossoms, gentle and full of grace,
breathe tender charm into Dawan’s autumn air.
Winter at Dawan
The air grows still, as if time holds its breath.
The earth slips into a coat of muted crimson,
ready to face the coldest hours of the year.
In Dawan, subdued tones set the stage—
for the grand celebration that ends the year.
Even in winter, Dawan is never lonely;
its warmth shines through the quiet frost.
Spring at Dawan
Golden rain begins to fall from the sky—
petals drifting in the warm spring breeze,
showering us as we grow, day by day.
Oh golden rain, sweet golden rain!
Do you know how hard I work to sweep you away?
Yet when I gaze upon you,
all my weariness melts into the wind.
Spring at Dawan—
rich with the scent of books and golden shower trees in bloom.
Summer at Dawan
Flame trees bloom as we bid farewell
to another class of Dawan graduates.
Though parting brings a hint of sorrow,
it is a joyful farewell—
three years of growth now lay the groundwork
for soaring flights yet to come.
Our teachers' blessings burn bright,
like the fiery blossoms of summer’s phoenix trees,
cheering you on with heartfelt pride.
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