Whether it's morning fog or night arrival, I always like to take a walk on campus and have a look, not for anything else, just to appreciate the unique vitality, just to appreciate the variety of flowers in the flowers, just to look forward to the romance and warmth of the stars snuggling next to the moon.
The morning light is hazy, the bell is melodious, and bright white light is sprinkled in every corner of the classroom. Everything seems so clear and warm. As usual, we read aloud with textbooks in our hands. Eyes accidentally through the window, ah! When did the quiet railings become so charming? Fist-sized birds stood there, twisting their heads from time to time, as if listening to each other's voices. Yes, they are listening to us read aloud.
Listening to a warm song, I sat in the corner of the campus, opened a book in the afterglow of the sunset, wrote down new things, and collected them in the leaves and sandwiched them in the book. Sadness and happiness are simple things, and words flow at your fingertips, recording the stories in time. Perhaps life is so colorful, with its back to history, drawing on the accumulation of thousands of years in the tide of time, or walking from the South Pole to the North Pole along the longitude and latitude lines, even if it occasionally loses its coordinate orientation, it will always go in the direction of happiness; Holding a favorite book, swimming in the ocean of philosophy and seeking platonic comfort; Occasionally, I will lie on a desk with clear lines in physics class to write my mood or sleep openly. Sometimes it's boring to complain about rote memorization. Look at the thick information. Experience this unbridled youth.
I like flowers and plants on campus. But what I love most is a spirit that permeates the campus, that is, hard work, fearlessness, strength and struggle.
Whenever we enter the campus with passion, we will think of what Premier Zhou said: "Learn for the rise of China"! These nine words sparkle in my mind. Over time, it has become the most fashionable language in this family. Those eyes eager for knowledge tell people that there is no limit to learning the sea. Letters and formulas, like the morning stars in the dark, guide us to dig the treasures in the depths of knowledge and open the doors and windows of wisdom. Facts speak plainer than words. No pains, no gains. It is our efforts that burn the midnight oil and win praise after praise and certificate after certificate. This stems from teachers' coaxing and students' catching up with each other. Time is like water, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, accompanied by songs and dances, accompanied by flowers and trees, all the time in this beautiful home. We learned to be strong and patient. We have grown from immature children to teenagers trying to explore the philosophy of life. This is the true meaning of growth and the greatest wealth that campus life has given us.
A bright street lamp and a fragrant magnolia flower are all shrouded in the night, like a sacred home pregnant with tomorrow's hope. Quiet, peaceful, warm and comfortable. I want to say: "Today we are proud of you, and tomorrow you will be proud of us!" " We love you, this beautiful home, this beautiful Shangri-La.
My campus, not only friends, classmates, teachers, but also you and me, have spent the whole year with me, enjoying "Jasmine in spring, Danlian in summer, Mingju in autumn, and Aomei in motion". Under the cultivation of the gardener, the seeds are full of faint flowers. Because the school is the cradle of cultivating talents, my life with the campus, the accumulation of interesting knowledge and emotional color, is a unique landscape.
You are so silently and intimately accompanying me, silently lighting the boat lights of life for me. Every minute, every point, I feel in my heart that I will never forget you: my campus, now and forever.