There are four charming seasons on campus: pink spring, lush summer, autumn with fragrant maple and chrysanthemum, and winter with green and white. The following is my collection of essays on campus for your reference.

Selected Essays on Campus Part I: In front of the wind gate on campus, the grass moved. Outside the window, wicker flutters. Oh, this is the wind, the wind on campus. Every strand is so fresh and warm.

The wind is coming.

I came to the school reading room. A breeze blew in from the window and messed up the girl's little hair, but she was indifferent and held the book tighter. ? The wind is coming. ? I thought happily. I finally found it. ? The air here seems to be frozen, and everyone is absorbed in reading. A pair of eyes focus on the book, a hand gently turns the book, and a heart is closely connected with the book. Here, the students seem to be talking to great men, and the spark of knowledge shines in their hearts.

Where is the wind?

Leaning against the window and looking into the distance, oh, it's a small forest. The wind flows in the forest, singing beautiful songs and quickly passing through the gaps in the leaves. Similarly, the wind brushed the children's cheeks and made them laugh. ? The wind is coming. ? I smiled. I found it again. ? That's a group? Green tree planting team. ? They are all working with all their might. Digging, planting seedlings and pouring water, although very tired, everyone felt the joy of labor. They have been smiling and planting young trees with a smile. The little tree seems to be smiling, thanking the people who gave it life.

The wind is everywhere.

Standing on the balcony of the school, I saw the whole school. Although everything is so small at the moment, I can still clearly see the campus wind blowing from here to there and to every corner. On the forest path, bursts of laughter danced with the wind like wings; On the sports field, athletes sweat like rain and race with the wind; In the garden, the teacher is talking with the students, and the kind words warm the students' hearts like spring breeze; In the office, teachers are correcting their homework meticulously, and the wind is accompanying them. This is the wind on campus. We bathe in the spring breeze, suck the breath of the spring breeze, and we grow up healthily in the wind.

I like the campus spirit.

Part II: A corner of the campus, where we studied and grew up, reminds me of every corner here, and one of the beautiful small gardens often makes me linger.

As soon as we entered the small garden, we saw a huge and towering pine tree, standing upright like a mighty warrior, which is an example for us to learn. Behind this pine tree, there are many short and lush trees, arranged neatly, just like the parade when we do exercises, which seems to want to compete with us. They stood upright, like energetic little soldiers and like guards on guard.

Walk in? Main road? Wind and rain corridor, is it ours? Safe haven? . Whenever a storm comes, we always hide? Wind and rain corridor Go to the park to shelter from the rain. When it rains, raindrops hit the glass of the promenade, playing a beautiful movement, just like musicians playing affectionately. Walking in the long corridor, the scenery along the way is beautiful. On the right side of the promenade, there is a small pool. The small pool is full of clear water, and the bottom of the pool is covered with many colorful pebbles with different shapes. Looking down at the bottom of the water, pebbles at the bottom of the water have different shapes, including goats, apples and axes. The colors are bright and beautiful. When the sun shines through the water, they look even more golden. Pebbles are like bright pearls, very beautiful.

On the left side of the corridor, there is green grass. The grass is so green, as if it were a perfect carpet; The grass is so dense that even a ray of sunshine can't shoot in; Grass is so soft that people can step on it just like stepping on a sponge. The most beautiful is wisteria, a purple flower with strong fragrance.

Go through the end of the corridor and come to the kiosk. The top of the kiosk is actually hollow. Looking up, a long overpass hangs on the horizon, and the railing of the overpass is like a taut string. Standing on the overpass and having a bird's eye view, the small garden is another scene. The pool is like a pedal, and the pavilion is like a piano key, which is beautiful.

Every corner of this campus makes me want to stay. I love my beautiful campus.

Selected Works on Campus Part III: Memories? Campus school is our second home. There are teachers who work hard to educate us, classmates who get along with each other day and night, trees and grass that accompany us to grow up, and memories and nostalgia that belong to us.

? Peach blossoms bloom first in spring, and no one can see clearly. ? Whenever you read a poem describing the peach blossom in spring, you will think of the peach blossom in our school, which is enough to make you intoxicated for a long time. The pink peach blossom is dotted with a little red. Every blooming peach blossom seems to be a smiling face of a child. Take a closer look. Hey, she said: Do you think I'm beautiful? Beautiful, you are the most beautiful. ? I always answer her with my heart. She smiled too. Did you hear that? Don't be too green, you'll hurt people's hands. You have your own suggestions. ? Summer is coming. Among the dense flowers in our school, the most conspicuous one is the rose. When the wind blows, it brings fragrance. Red petals, yellow stamens and green stems and leaves simply make up a rose.

? Jiang Yun is a desert, osmanthus is wet, and the sea and rain are in full bloom. ? Autumn is my favorite season, probably because of the sweet-scented osmanthus in school! Sister osmanthus, your fragrance is so different, but it is so charming. Autumn wind blows, sweet-scented osmanthus bursts. You are petite, but you look United. A sweet-scented osmanthus is odorless, and clusters of flowers are intoxicating. How many autumn have you been with us?

? There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. ? This poem, I want to give it to Dongmei who is resolutely open in the snow. Ah! Plum blossom Why are you the only one who resolutely opens in the corner when most plants wither? You look ordinary, but the spirit and integrity in your bones are extraordinary. You are so beautiful, there are red spots on the branches. Isn't your opening up a unique landscape in winter? Your beauty is not only limited to appearance, but also reflected in the spirit in your bones!