Spring is in full bloom,
And blossoms abound in XIT.
A gentle breeze caresses every corner of XIT,
In this tender season,
We invite you to
Walk into the campus, approach the spring.

Branches are tinged with rosy hues,
Like spring's rouge gently brushing by.
A tree of red leaf plum stands quietly beside the teaching building,
Whispering softly in the breeze,
Turning the March winds tender and mild.

As the chill of early spring fades away,
Cherry blossoms gradually paint XIT into
A dreamy pink wonderland.
Above, the sky is filled with pink clouds,
Below, fallen petals carpet the ground.
Each petal is a letter from spring.

The warm breeze blows gently,
And bright yellow flowers bloom in abundance.
In the Happy Farm, waves of yellow flowers surge,
Curing all fatigue with their golden sea.
Every step  is in rhythm with spring,
Growing towards the sun, vibrant and full of life.

Branches are tinged with rosy hues,
Like spring's rouge gently brushing by.
A tree of red leaf plum stands quietly beside the teaching building,
Whispering softly in the breeze,
Turning the March winds tender and mild.

No green leaves to set it off,
No vibrant blooms to compete with.
Magnolias perch like doves on sparse branches,
Adorning the clear sky, adorning spring.

Spring is at its best, youth is at its peak,

May every day at XIT,

Like this springtime, be bright and free,

Thriving with vitality.