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I love my school.
I love our school 1 Wendeng Wenfeng Primary School, which I attended, has a history of 100 years. It is a century-old prestigious school, which has been awarded many honorary titles such as National Cultural and Creative School, and has trained a group of liberal arts teachers and students who are "physically and mentally healthy, knowledgeable and polite, versatile and elegant in temperament". This is where I studied and grew up. This is like my home. I love my school. Let me take you on a tour of the school!

As soon as we enter the school gate, we can see the red and green plastic playground, which is where we exercise. After class, the playground is very lively. The students are playing games, skipping rope and shooting ... It is here that our school organized basketball exercises for thousands of people, colorful sunshine and organ activities for thousands of people, which are of great scale and significance. Here, we thrive in the wind

In the north of the playground stands a three-story building, which is the school teaching building. As soon as you enter the office building, you can feel the busy atmosphere of the teachers. Thanks to their efforts, we can grow up healthily.

In the south of the playground, is our teaching building-Yuan Bolou. Yuan Bo upstairs is engraved with our style of study: erudition is accompanied by studious, elegant and interesting. As soon as I entered the building, I heard the students reading loudly. Every semester, teachers will recommend books that are beneficial to our physical and mental health. It is here that I fell in love with reading and regarded books as my inseparable friends. At the same time, our school has set up 48 activity groups, including dance teams and bands. Various courses enrich our study and cultural life and enable us to develop in an all-round way instead of becoming a "bookworm".

This is our school-Wenfeng Primary School. I love our school. Love her every grass and tree, every person and every thing. I firmly believe that the school will have a better tomorrow.

I love our school. Our school has beautiful scenery, including tall and straight trees, grotesque rockeries, black and white statues and a wide playground. Walking in the school on the boulevard and listening to the students' reading sounds, I feel that the school is really beautiful!

When I walked into the school gate, the first thing I saw was a black and white statue. A teacher is holding a book in his hand, as if to say, "study quickly!" " "A boy standing by with a football seems to be saying," Not only should you study more, but you should also exercise more. " Another boy with a big key seems to say, "only by studying more can we open the door to knowledge." "

Further on, there is a grotesque rockery covered with moss, like wearing a green coat. There is a small bridge between the two rockeries. I really want to get on the bridge and see the scenery on the rockery. There are two mushroom-shaped fountains under my feet, and the spray is scattered and falls on the water, like glittering pearls. There are many cute little goldfish in the pool with different colors: black, red, black and white. Some fish in the water surfaced as if greeting me. Some leaned out of the cerebellum and naughtily spat bubbles at me; Some get together as if discussing something; Some people are playing hide and seek. Behind the rockery is a magnificent mural "Huangguoshu Waterfall", which reminds people of two ancient poems by Li Bai: "Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days."

Of course, the most lively place is the wide playground. The students rushed out of the classroom as soon as the bell rang. Some are playing table tennis, some are running, and some are skipping rope, forming a sea of joy.

The school is so beautiful, how can I not love it?

I love our school. 3. The autumn wind blows gently, the golden osmanthus is fragrant, the red flag is flying, and the sound of books is loud. ...

Jiangyin Zhouzhuang Experimental Primary School (East District) finally unveiled her mysterious veil and showed her brand-new mental outlook.

Look, tall buildings, green trees and small flowers with their own characteristics. The air is fresh and elegant, the environment is beautiful and pleasant, and there is joy everywhere.

I heard the sound of reading as soon as I entered the campus in the morning. In class, the sound of books and poems here are melodious. There are some famous writers' articles on the exhibition board of each class.

After noon, in the class of reading books and newspapers, the students quietly looked at the smiling cat diary, 100% composition and ancient poetry prose in the classroom. ...

In the afternoon, the playground is very lively. Look: They throw diabolo into the air and catch it quickly. What superb skills! Look: The students who dance hula hoop group dance are twisting their bodies and dancing happily under the guidance of the teacher. ...

Unconsciously, the late class bell rang, and the students reluctantly left their beloved teacher.

The river is flowing; Clouds are floating; Time is running out. But my love for school and my enthusiasm for learning are growing day by day.

I like our school and its clean and comfortable environment. I love our school, and I love her diligent and happy atmosphere. I love our school, and I love the knowledge she gave me! The campus grows with me!

I love my school. He accompanied me through my primary school for six years. Every morning, birds fly into the blue sky, and we go to the classroom to learn knowledge. The classroom is our blue sky and our free space. I love her!

Graduation is coming soon, and six years are fleeting. I can't forget my classmates. They spent every happy minute with me. Zhao Can Buran is my best friend. Every time I see them, I am extremely happy. Sometimes I even affectionately call them "brothers". I can't stop crying at the thought of parting from my "brother" because I love her!

In school, there are kind principals, hardworking teachers and United and friendly classmates ... In school, many teachers praised me, but they gradually disappeared in the long river of my memory; Some teachers criticized me, which was engraved in my mind and left me unforgettable memories. Miss Li has taught us for three years. Sometimes I really want to call her mom. She is selfless and raises us. I will never forget her patience when she called us, her heartache when we were sick and her worry about our new white hair. I love her.

Our class is a big family. My classmates are my brothers and sisters, and my teachers are my parents. In class, sometimes, when I run into you, you don't haggle with me; You stepped on me, and I felt nothing happened. We are still good friends. We spent this happy time together, * * * tasted the ups and downs, and * * * experienced ups and downs. It all depends on her. I love her.

I love my school. He accompanied me through my primary school for six years. Every morning, birds fly into the blue sky, and we go to the classroom to learn knowledge. The classroom is our blue sky and our free space. I love her!

Graduation is coming soon, and six years are fleeting. I can't forget my classmates. They spent every happy minute with me. Zhao Can Buran is my best friend. Every time I see them, I am extremely happy. Sometimes I even call them "brothers". At the thought of parting from "brother", I can't stop crying because I love her!

In the school, there are kind principals, hardworking teachers and United and friendly classmates ... In the school, many teachers praised me, but they gradually disappeared in the long river of my memory; Some teachers criticized me, which was engraved in my mind and left me unforgettable memories. Miss Li has taught us for three years. Sometimes I really want to call her mom. She feeds us selflessly. I can't forget her patience when she called us, her heartache when we were sick, and her worry about our new white hair. I love her.

Our class is a big family. My classmates are my brothers and sisters, and my teachers are my parents. In class, sometimes, when I run into you, you don't haggle with me; You stepped on me, and I felt nothing happened. We are still good friends. We spent this happy time together, * * * tasted the ups and downs, and * * * experienced ups and downs. It all depends on her. I love her.

I love my school. My campus is located in Erdaohe Village. At first glance, I saw a pink teaching building with gold-plated characters "Erdaohe Primary School" on it. An iron gate was installed at the school gate. When we see the unique gate in the morning, we will feel refreshed.

Our campus is a beautiful big garden, and what I miss most is its poetic beauty in autumn.

As soon as I entered the school gate, I was immediately attracted by the garden in front of the teaching building. Look, boxwood is still so green. Inside the "green wall" is a lawn, just like an undyed yak cashmere blanket. The carpet has been planted with chrysanthemums of various colors by the gardener, white as snow, yellow as gold and pink as Chardonnay. They compete against the autumn wind, fragrant and fragrant, and form a gorgeous garden in the autumn.

There is an old elm tree hundreds of meters on the playground on the east side of the campus. A gust of autumn wind blew, and the vigorous branches of the old elm tree made a "rushing" sound, as if clapping for the autumn colors of the campus. Countless golden leaves fall and attach themselves to flying butterflies. At this time, the students always cheer "butterflies are flying".

Then there are rows of bright and tidy classrooms. Teachers are our mothers, and we are all brothers and sisters.

I love my campus. It belongs to all of us. We should cherish our campus.

I love my school. I love my school. He spent six years in primary school with me. Every morning, birds fly into the blue sky, and we go to the classroom to learn knowledge. The classroom is our blue sky and our free space. I love her! Graduation is coming soon, and six years are fleeting. I can't forget my classmates. They spent every happy minute with me, Zhao Can. Bu Haoran is my best friend. Every time I see them, I am extremely happy. Sometimes I even affectionately call them "brothers". I can't stop crying at the thought of parting from my "brother" because I love her! In school, there are kind principals, hardworking teachers and United and friendly classmates ... In school, many teachers praised me, but they gradually disappeared in the long river of my memory; Some teachers criticized me, which was engraved in my mind and left me unforgettable memories. Miss Li has taught us for three years. Sometimes I really want to call her mom. She feeds us selflessly. I can't forget her patience when she called us, her heartache when we were sick, and her worry about our new white hair. I love her. Our class is a big family. My classmates are my brothers and sisters, and my teachers are my parents. In class, sometimes, when I run into you, you don't haggle with me; You stepped on me, and I felt nothing happened. We are still good friends. We spent this happy time together, * * * tasted the ups and downs, and * * * experienced ups and downs. It all depends on her. I love her. My classmates and I will love her forever.

I love our school. After the National Day holiday, we moved to the new Chongwen Street Primary School.

As soon as we entered the school gate, we were greeted by two brand-new teaching buildings, a solemn and elegant comprehensive office building, green lawns, clean corridors, white walls and gorgeous flowers ... We lived in a lovely and beautiful campus and studied in this spacious classroom. How can you not take care of everything in the school, how can you be willing to destroy the public facilities in the school, how can you not study hard …

A beautiful campus is inseparable from the decoration of flowers and trees, and a lovely school is inseparable from the school's teaching facilities. We should treat it like a good friend, love it, respect it, protect it like ourselves, and don't let it get hurt. This is the responsibility and obligation of each of our classmates, so what can we do to make our campus environment civilized and elegant?

(1) Establish the concept that campus is home, campus is my home, and everyone loves it.

2 behave appropriately on campus and say hello to teachers and classmates.

(3) Correct bad behavior, do not throw scraps of paper, and consciously improve environmental awareness.

(4) Start with small things, don't trample on the lawn, and take care of flowers and plants.

⑤ Abide by the rules and regulations of the school and proceed from the interests of the school.

Take practical actions to care for and protect our campus environment.

Starting from today, we will start from caring for the grass and trees of the school, become the small masters of the school, love all the public facilities in China, love nature, be civilized and disciplined, and hope that students will supervise each other, dare to fight against sabotage, strive to be the protectors of flowers and plants, care for public property, and jointly build our beautiful Chongwen Street Primary School.

I love our school's 9 "Jasper" makeup, as high as a tree, with ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging down. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. "Whenever I read He's" Singing Willow ",I can't help but think of the rows of tall willows on campus.

Spring has come, everything has revived, the willows in the campus have sprouted, and the happy elves have emerged from the branches overnight. They are tender and green ... very cute. Swallows fly back from the south, as if to say, "Spring is coming". A group of birds chirped on the willow tree, as if calling for friends. The green willow tree filled the campus with vitality.

Summer is coming, willow leaves are green and dripping, willow branches are swaying in the wind and dancing like a girl, and willow trees are like handfuls of green umbrellas. After class, the students rushed out of the classroom in high spirits and came to the shade. Some are playing football, some are enjoying the cool, and some are playing hide and seek. Under the willow tree, it has become a paradise for children.

Autumn comes, willow leaves turn yellow, autumn wind blows away willow leaves, and pieces of willow leaves fall down, as if laying a golden carpet on the campus and stepping on it softly. This also brought trouble to Zhou Sheng, swept it again, and the next day, it fell down again.

Winter has come, all the leaves of willow trees have fallen off, and the bare trunk is still standing in the cold wind, guarding the campus like a guard.

I love the willow tree on campus, which brings infinite happiness to our campus.

I love our school 10, my school-city experimental primary school. She is the cradle of my knowledge enlightenment, and she is my wing to fly to the future.

When you step into the campus, the first thing you see is a large fountain decorated with colorful flowers and trees. Beautiful grass and trees are like flowers in bud. We are bathed in the care of the gardener, enjoying the watering of the clear spring of knowledge and growing sturdily.

I prefer a lively playground to a quiet library. There are rows of neat bookshelves with all kinds of books on them. From the first grade, I stood on tiptoe and held my head high, to the present "Encounter", accompanied by Mo Xiang, I swam freely in the sea of books. Gorky's words often echo in my ears: "On the one hand, books inspired my wisdom and soul; on the other hand, books helped me jump out of a muddy pond. If it weren't for books ... I would be overwhelmed by stupidity and filth. " Thank you, dear library, for your contribution to my growth!

I like art class. She can make all the colors in my mind splash on the drawing paper and turn the white paper into a wonderful fantasy.

I prefer information, brand-new computers and white keyboards, which reflect a string of beautiful characters under the tap of a pair of immature hands.

Besides us, there are teachers on campus. They are our escorts and the people we respect most. Without them, we little flowers can't get meticulous care from the gardener day after day. Without them, we can't advance on the road of knowledge. Teachers, with you, the campus is full of affection and love; Teacher, with you, we have wings to fly to the future. ...

Ah! I love my beautiful campus-small.

I love Socrates, the most promising winner of our school 1 1. He has no talent, but he is good at making use of every opportunity. This famous saying explains the relationship between hope and time. Hope is not empty talk, let alone fantasy. At home, we should do some housework for our parents. At school, we should spend time studying. In our alma mater-No.1 Middle School. Full of this atmosphere of serious study.

No.1 Middle School is our alma mater. In No.1 Middle School, the most famous one belongs to the ginkgo tree in the Southern Song Dynasty. That ginkgo tree, like a giant, watched the students in our No.1 Middle School come and go in batches. Touching the "trunk" of ginkgo tree, I seem to be in that era of war and development.

No.1 Middle School is very old. Every tree, every building and every room reveals that it has a history of one hundred years. It is young, and there is no worldly noise and disgusting garbage here. It exudes antique, and with the dance of Hua Die, you can smell a quiet and fragrant young world.

The school is like a big family. Teachers are like amiable elders, and classmates are close brothers and sisters. If there is no teacher, we will lose our direction and deviate from our course; Without classmates, it is like losing the sunshine in life and the laughter in joy. Everyone's party makes our life more exciting. There are glorious moments in life, which is also the starting point for us to meet the society. Then, we should hold hands and win glory for our alma mater.

I love my school 12. As a student in Su Min, I can study in such a school with a long history. I'm proud of it.

As soon as I entered the school gate, I saw a big flower bed. It is full of roses and morning glory ... all kinds of colorful flowers. The wind is blowing gently and the flowers are swaying, as if countless pairs of small hands are waving to you, which is very beautiful.

Walk past the flower bed and go ahead, and you will see two teaching buildings. The building in front is the middle school department, and the building behind is our primary school department. Here, my classmates and teachers work hard to cultivate us and give me motivation! I got maternal love here and learned a lot of knowledge.

On the right of the teaching building is our playground. That's our favorite. Every morning, we will run between classes with the loud "1, 2, 3, 4 ...". Exercise our bodies! On the physical education class, we play football, basketball and games. At this time, it became our paradise.

What makes me more proud is that our school has set up a wind music class, and I am one of them. Whenever I play beautiful music, I think of my teacher and our school. Because everything is given by teachers and schools.

Ah! Thank you, Su Min School! I love you, Su Min School!

I love our school 13. You see, the beautiful campus is full of literary talent. Listen, the soaring alma mater is full of laughter. This is my school-a big family with thousands of students.

Our campus is a beautiful big garden. As soon as I entered the school gate, an attractive fragrance came to my face. Look! The lush gardenia trees in that school are more like graceful girls, and the colorful flowers are like small lives, which makes the whole campus full of vitality.

Our campus is a university auditorium full of cultural atmosphere. In school, culture is bowed and knowledge is raised. Moreover, there are two pavilions in our school, Boya Pavilion and Yiqu Pavilion, whose stone pillars are engraved with famous sayings and ancient poems. We play here and learn knowledge inadvertently.

Our school is another happy paradise! The students who finished a class were all tired, so they played on the playground. At this moment, laughter spread all over the campus.

Huh? Who litters the garden with scraps of paper? What a shame. The school worked so hard to get us a garden, just to let us destroy it? What a pity! So I led several students to decide to pick up scraps of paper in the garden. We carefully picked them up one by one. Seeing us struggling to pick up pieces of paper, a little classmate next to us blushed and shyly came up to me and said, "I'm sorry!" " Little sister, I shouldn't throw confetti. "I listened and said seriously," Little classmate, if you can correct your mistakes, you are a good classmate! If you can lead by example and drive other students to maintain environmental sanitation, you are a good student! " He nodded heavily and I smiled happily.

I love my school. I will definitely study hard and do more good deeds to repay the school from now on, so as to win glory for the school.

I love our school 14. In this season of bloom, we walked into the school. Like white clouds, the blue sky expects birds to spread their wings and soar in the sky; Teachers, like parents, want us to grow up happily in school. We swam in the ocean of knowledge in middle school, imagining the future with our classmates and weaving dreams with our teachers. We write school chapters with spiritual notes.

In summer, the climate is changeable, with dark clouds and clear skies in Wan Li. Whenever it rains, I always come to the playground, walk between trees and flowers, open my arms and can't help but meet the raindrops in the sky. Looking from a distance, the teaching building is shrouded in misty rain, and the bustling students are playing and smelling the fragrance in the air, which makes me refreshed. The school wet by the rain looks cleaner, and the breeze blows, adding a touch of coolness to the school. I used to like rain, but now I prefer schools in the rain.

The beautiful school will only leave us a perfect memory. The sound of reading in the classroom; Fierce shouts on the playground; Happy laughter after class. I love my school, a school full of poetry. I will revel in this poetic mood and learn knowledge.

Let us use wisdom and courage to raise the sail of our dreams, and let us dance this colorful youth with sweat and vitality. In this season of bloom, sing our favorite school.

I love our school 15 Primary School Tan Feng Campus is my beautiful alma mater. It is the cradle of my growth.

Every morning, when I walk into the campus with cheerful steps, a round flower bed comes into view. The flower bed is full of colorful flowers, with a statue in the middle, like three open books. It tells us to study hard.

Go further and you will come to the comprehensive teaching building. There is a reading room, a laboratory, a computer room and a teacher's office ... In the information class, we tapped a wonderful online world on the keyboard; The teacher's office is a busy back; There are all kinds of books on the neat bookshelves in the reading room ... When you walk into the teaching building, you will hear our reading sound, which is crisp and loud and resounds throughout the campus.

Behind the teaching building is our big playground. The red plastic track is very beautiful in the sun. As soon as we arrived at the activity class, it became our paradise. Students gathered there like birds. Everyone runs, jumps and plays all kinds of games. The students' singing and laughing made the playground full of vitality.

Next to the playground, stands a straight flagpole with a bright five-star red flag flying on it. Every Monday, we hold a solemn flag-raising ceremony here.

My school is not only beautiful, but also a warm family. Serious, responsible and amiable teachers teach us knowledge in obscurity and help us make progress; Lively and lovely, United and friendly classmates play and study with me. Here I not only learned knowledge, but also learned the truth of being a man.