老师，您是一棵挺拔的树，曾结过成熟的果实，岁月在您的身上镌刻下苍老的年轮，您的身旁却崛起一片森林郁郁葱葱。
Teachers, you are a tall and straight trees, the guitar had been a mature fruit, in your years under the old engraved on the ring, you are next to the rise of a lush forest.
岁月的年轮，像那黑色的旋转着的唱片，在我们每个人的内心深处播放着那美丽的旧日情曲。
Years of growth rings, like the black rotating record, in the heart of each one of us playing the beautiful old love song.
岁月的意象渐渐绿了，嫩叶和新叶的歌，沿着年轮急速地旋转。
Years of imagery, leaves and gradually green leaves, the song rings rapidly rotating along.
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