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RHSOSA RosaryhillSchool
Добавлен 26 апр 2012
Thank you and goodbye, our beloved Rosaryhill School buses
The Rosaryhill School buses have been the most recognizable icon of the school in Hong Kong for over 6 decades. After the last day of school, all school buses finally had left the school campuses on 13th July 2024 (Saturday), which marked the end of an era.
All alumni, teachers and school staff will miss the Rosaryhill School buses.
Thank you! And goodbye 👋
All alumni, teachers and school staff will miss the Rosaryhill School buses.
Thank you! And goodbye 👋
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The video recorded precious photos and videos of the school, its alumni and staff in the past 60 years. Courtesy to TVB for a footage of Barbara Yung (one of the RHS' alumni) included in our video.
34年之後
我會買返玫瑰崗學校不要傷心
😢😢😢
看片才記起我年代的西翼是2層樓的😅
Why are the buses gone
Reality World
Sad to see how our mother school comes to an end
so sad
❤
Me too
人生最遺憾，就是無奈！
信守真理！玫瑰崗的真理是什麼？背棄真理意味背叛過去！
Very sad
My 13 years of precious memories 😪
The Last Class In hallowed halls where memories reside, The final class convenes, hearts open wide. A symphony of laughter, tears, and pride, Echoes of youth, where time and dreams collide. The school song, a melody that soars, Each note a chapter, etched in hearts’ core. We sing in unison, our voices soar, A tapestry of moments, forevermore. A flyer dances high, against azure skies, Swaying with grace, as memories arise. Hands reach out, seeking glimpses of ties, Past images, like constellations in disguise. High and low it sways, near and far it roams, Painting pictures of laughter, love, and homes. We wave our hands, tracing life’s catacombs, Seeking solace in the echoes of our youthful poems. And then it lands, a soft descent to ground, Empty air remains, silence profound. Faces blur, yet stories linger, unbound, Did we live well? We ask, hearts unchained.
( ˆ͈̑꒳ˆ͈̑ )੭♡ Forever RHS.
( ˆ͈̑꒳ˆ͈̑ )੭♡ Forever RHS!
( ˆ͈̑꒳ˆ͈̑ )੭♡ Forever RHS!
❤
My school is closing down😭😭😭😭