said you, dear my teacher!

        But just like somebody tell a farmer

        Soil is unworthy, soil ungly

        Die even he will fight with the guy

        For soil, for god of earth

       There in the eyes Iread  I your dispair

       Love to literature springing

       but

       Salt than seawater

       Salt like  blood

      No more teacher like a child but you

      No more teacher cherish words

      With heart, affection and youth

      This is a piece of land

      for granting

      seeds to sprout

     But hard seeder is

     Not easy is the he

     May one day

    The flowers spring

    and a fully lovly summer