Pick up the pen and walk over for the teacher.
Don't smell the butterfly dance outside the window.
Only learn from shushan.
Our school is like a big garden, so beautiful and lovely that we thrive here.
When we entered the classroom, we saw thick fog rolling in the window. The classroom is like a big steamer.
Spring makes the earth look brand-new, gives all love to our school, gives us joy and hope, and urges us to make progress.
There are four charming seasons on campus: pink spring, lush summer, autumn with fragrant maple and chrysanthemum, and winter with green and white.
The past four dilapidated school buildings have disappeared, brand-new classrooms and conference rooms stand in barrier-like walls, and small and exquisite reception rooms guard the west side of the gate.
There is a diamond goldfish pond in the middle court of the school. There are many little red goldfish in it. They chased and frolicked in the clear water.
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In the morning, I wear a bright red scarf, carry a schoolbag and go to school happily. Our campus is beautiful and tidy. The runway is surrounded by tall magnolia trees and mango trees. In spring, they have long leaves and flowers, and they are full of vitality. Now it has begun to enter autumn, so gradually yellow leaves fall from the sky from time to time, like yellow butterflies. The students are full of energy. I stepped on the red soft plastic runway and walked into the classroom against the flying national flag.
Our classroom is bright and spacious, and all the desks and chairs are new. The morning reading began, and the students read the text aloud. The sound is so crisp and beautiful. The goldfish in the Seven Star Pool in the park outside the window seems to understand our reading sound and stop there, just wagging its tail gently; Grandparents who do morning exercises hear our reading aloud, turn their heads and show a knowing smile. "Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling!" The class rang, and the students listened to the teacher carefully. From time to time, some students raised their hands to speak or answer questions, and everyone studied hard. Occasionally, a little bee will fly, buzz, buzz, and it seems to want to listen to the teacher.
After class, everyone ran to the playground to play. Flowers and green trees are planted around the playground. Some students are skipping rope, some are running and some are playing on the horizontal bar. My classmates and I played the game of robot catching people in the corridor, and everyone had a good time.
How beautiful our campus is, how rich our campus life is, and I love our campus!
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Campus life will bring you endless happiness and fun. As soon as you enter school, you will be attracted by the wonderful campus life.
Class is over. Today, I will show you around the campus during the break.
In the middle of the playground, there are antique corridors, red columns and green railings on the left. Learning proverbs are engraved on the pillars, and several beautiful scenery are painted on the walls. There is a row of bookshelves on the wall with many books on them. This is our natural reading room! It's really enjoyable to rest while reading here!
On the right of the playground is the garden, where there is an ancient well with a history of 100 years. This is a monument! Everyone is very happy to observe and discuss around this well after class. The garden is full of all kinds of flowers, some only have two or three petals, some are all in full bloom, and some are like shy little girls who haven't opened yet! There is also a pond in the garden. There are many small fish in it. It's so cute! I saw a group of girls sitting by the pond watching the fish talking and laughing, and others standing under the tree enjoying the flowers.
In front of the playground is a large clearing. What are the students in front of us doing? Why are you so busy? I have to check it out. Ah, I'm taking part in the skipping competition. "Come on, come on!" " The cheerleader shouted. The people who jump rope are great. No matter how fast the rope is thrown, it still holds well.
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Campus life is like a painting, in which we play; Campus life is like a song, in which we play notes; Campus life is like a stream, in which we jump happily. ...
In the morning, the students walked into the sacred campus with the cool breeze and began reading and listening in the morning. Inside and outside the campus, there is a pleasant sound of reading everywhere, and a day of study has begun!
In class, students listen carefully and listen to the teacher's ideas. Teachers are like an ocean full of knowledge, while students keep learning knowledge like sponges and swim freely in the ocean of knowledge.
After class, the students are having fun on the playground. Some are chatting with their peers, some are running, some are skipping rope, some are playing football, and some are throwing sandbags ... Students' after-school life is really colorful!
The students like physical education class best. In physical education class, they often run full head and sweat. The vigorous figures of the students are particularly dazzling in the golden sun. On the basketball court, there are often students who want to show their talents. Look, they are practicing hard, hoping to win the championship one day.
One day's study life is over again. The students walked out of the school gate in an orderly way, loaded with the harvest of the day, and then walked on the familiar tree-lined path and returned to their beautiful home.
Campus life is happy; Is innocent; It is sweet and colorful ... in our campus life, there are familiar smiling faces, kind words and sweet smiles.
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My campus life is colorful. On Monday morning, I greeted the morning glow and went to school happily. The beautiful songs of birds sent us to the campus along the way.
Today, the campus life of teachers and students in our school begins with raising the national flag. There is a magnificent national anthem on the loudspeaker, and all our young pioneers salute the solemn national flag. The study of cultural knowledge is the main content of our life. Ding, ding, class is over. The students hurried back to the classroom. Look, how correct the posture is! The teacher came with a thick book in his hand. The music teacher taught us to sing, and a wonderful song floated in the classroom. The math teacher teaches addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and there are beautiful words in the book. The Chinese teacher teaches us to read the text. The students' reading aloud is really beautiful, just like a musician playing beautiful music. Different courses, different voices, bring different tunes. At this time, it was quiet outside the window, the branches stopped shaking, the wind stopped blowing, the birds stopped singing, and the butterflies stopped flying on the flowers, for fear of making any noise and affecting the students' reading of the text. They all sat down to listen to our reading. Students seem to be inspired, their voices are louder, their reading is more energetic, and their voices are more beautiful. Listening to English class, the teacher told us to read words, read texts, learn words and recite texts. This course is really interesting. The science teacher teaches us to do experiments, and the more we fail, the more confident we are. When I went to physical education class, my classmates' loud and powerful voices showed that they were full of vigor and vitality.
After class, everyone plays wrestling, hide-and-seek, diabolo, football, badminton, basketball and games. Although the spacious playground is unremarkable, when we played there, we all left the footprints of first-class school students. we
Ask for help, how to write sentences and paragraphs in poems describing campus life;
1, like telling a story to a good friend, oral English is like recording, which is very lively and interesting;
2, the language is humorous and interesting, and the article will be good;
3. Don't show any theme in the imaginary topic, as long as it is interesting and beneficial;
Don't make up your mind to discuss or express the last paragraph. Finally, it is a description, echoing the beginning. If it is basically the same as the beginning, it is also very distinctive;
5. The paragraph requires that your genre is not limited, not to say that you can use whatever genre you want, but to follow the principle of "fostering strengths and avoiding weaknesses";
6. Writing a paragraph requires full thinking, at least one hour.
How to write an ancient poem describing campus life? Lu You's Reading on a Winter Night and Showing Children's Beauty
Ask the canal to be so clear, because there is flowing water at the source.
Zhu's reading thought
Last night, the river was full of water, and Meng Chong ships were a dime a dozen.
It used to take a lot of effort to push it, but today it can move in the middle of water.
Changgexing
Rich people don't have to buy fertile land. There are thousands of millet in Qian Qian in the book.
There is no need to build a high hall to live in, and the book has its own golden house;
I don't hate that no one goes out, and there are many cars and horses in the book;
Don't hate unscrupulous media when you get married. There is a woman Yan Ruyu in the book.
Reading on a Winter Night and Showing Children is a seven-character quatrain written by Lu You, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, in his later years. Reading on a Winter's Night for Children is a philosophical poem, which is full of the poet's profound educational thoughts and also places his ardent expectations on children.
Reading Sense is two seven-character quatrains written by Zhu, a scholar in the Southern Song Dynasty. Two poems describe his vivid feeling of "reading". The first song is particularly popular.
Poetry describing teachers or campus life.
See lilacs for the first time.
When a tree with white flowers fell in front of you, I asked what it was. The friend replied, "This is lilac".
Is this lilac? Is this the bitter clove lamented by the poet in Yuxiang? I marvel at my ignorance, and even more at how charming this white flower can be.
Indulge in the campus garden with friends and enjoy the scenery of flowers in full bloom. Begonia, Rosa davurica, Crataegus pinnatifida, Paeonia suffruticosa and Paeonia lactiflora compete for beauty, and only the whiteness and purity of clove are particularly attractive. ...
A friend pointed to Lilac and said, "Have you smelled her carefully?" I shook my head. I thought that every flower is fragrant, let alone a clove. Pull out a flap and put it in front of your nose. "It tastes bitter," I said. My friend laughed and said, "Lilacs have bitter fragrance. Can't I afford it?"
I am speechless.
Savoring my friend's words carefully, I think of the poem I read, and seem to understand why the poet in Yuxiang wrote the bitterness and beauty of acacia with cloves so touching and intriguing. It also seems to understand a truth: people are happy when they are in pain. We just seek happiness in suffering and turn suffering into happiness, writing and all walks of life. What did you say?/Sorry?
Huangjin tunnel
We walked to the permanent side of the dormitory and canteen, where we were planted with winter jasmine. The yellow Lei Huang is colorful around us: the flowers slanting out of the road are like an extended eaves, under which we all bow when we come and go.
This is really like a golden tunnel.
Isn't it? Dormitory is where we study and rest; What about the canteen? The canteen is like an oil return station of life. Six times a day, how many stories can we tell? ...
If life is a silent struggle, then we should not only fight against the natural and objective environment, but also fight against ourselves. When we come here to study, we have to face not only textbooks, but also a series of problems, as well as various tests of family, children, the elderly and our age. As parents and children, our responsibilities and the role of life make us not only consider our studies, but also other things that we can't care about. Difficult, it seems just a square character that is not easy to write, but how difficult it is, only when you are in it, will you understand. Unfortunately, quite a few of us are wandering in this golden tunnel. They regard sleeping and eating as the top priority in life, and come and go like walking dead. Is it easy to live like this?
All production and life may be carried out in pain. It should be said that the struggle between man and time is a cruel struggle. Although there is no sword and shadow in this struggle, there is no blood dripping. However, lost time will never be recovered.
Everything that wants to be quiet and comfortable is actually to escape difficulties. Only brave people can face life squarely and face life. No matter how difficult the future is, as long as we cherish the present, there will be a future.
Golden tunnel, the runway in my memory!
Shu Tong in front of the window
The tung tree as high as the window was covered with green leaves to shelter us from the wind and rain last autumn, and we felt its friendship very much. No wonder, in the cold of winter, I stood at the window on the fourth floor, worried that snow would crush its branches. However, after several snows, it still stands high in front of our window. When spring comes, its branches change from gray to purple. One day, I actually found snow-clear buds on its branches. In a few days, they suddenly bloomed and formed lavender clouds.
Tung flowers are so chic, and there are strings of flowers on the bare branches, which are exquisite and elegant. Standing at the window and looking at the beauty of the flowers scattered on the branches is really like reading a poem, which is full of interest.
Probably only tung trees bloom first and then grow leaves. Plums don't shed their leaves, and figs don't bloom. Tung oil tree is unique in that it blooms first and leaves are exposed from its branches after flowering. We often say: "Red flowers with green leaves", the beauty of tung flowers does not need any embellishment. Just like a noble personality, pure, simple and different.
Tung flower is not only elegant, but also has a pioneering spirit without hesitation. Its spirit comes from the strong trunk of the tung tree and its stalwart body.
Tung tree, the tung tree in front of my window.
Liu Shu on the wall
There is a bent willow branch on the high wall, swaying in the wind, which worries me for a long time. Every time I walk through this wall, I feel that my life is oppressed by willows and walls.
I wonder how willows grow here. A closer look reveals its secret. It turned out that a short rain trough stretched out from the root of the willow tree. Over the years, the sink has rotted and broken, and the rain has flowed down, just passing through the roots of willow trees. Because of the wall and water, this willow tree grows day by day.
Looking at this willow tree, I suddenly understood that everything has its cause and its fruit. The existence of this willow tree is a miracle, and it also contains some truth. But I am convinced that this willow will not grow into a big tree after all. Although it can flow so smartly in the wall, how much can it endure?
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Then, I thought of an aesthetic problem, pure art, its vitality will not last long, and art for art's sake can only come to the end of the road. Only when art is rooted in the earth and fertile soil can there be lush scenery with a hundred flowers blooming.
in the rain
It is raining cats and dogs. Walking in the rain must be poetic, right?
However, we live very tired, and we don't always have leisure and elegance. We walk in the garden in the rain, even if we don't care about our own state of mind, don't we consider other people's eyes?
It's raining on campus today, but we must go for a walk. Although the rain is fierce and the raindrops are urgent, the green trees washed by the rain are so green that they are really worth appreciating.
There is no umbrella, no rain gear, my hair is wet, my thin shirt is soaked, and the footsteps of walking aggravate the urgency of the rain. The raindrops jumping on the lawn are constantly changing, and the fresh veins make people feel that the world is really happy.
The rain kept falling, and many beads of rain were strung on the branches, and the buds fell one after another. Unfortunately.
The first rain of this new year washed away the residual dust of a winter and knocked down countless budding new cuisines. Without this rain, many new buds will grow, but without this rain, no new buds will grow. This is the law of nature.
It seems a bit wrong to comment on rain utilitarianism. How can everything be perfect? No matter how good things are, no one will achieve the final satisfaction. Sometimes wishful thinking will inevitably hurt each other's reluctance, regardless of feelings, regardless of work, regardless of survival. When human beings have not explored the truth (is it possible), superstition will take advantage of it, but doubt and denial of permission can make people more sober.
Just like the truth of life and death, life does not mean good, and death does not mean bad. Life is full of sparks of hope, but isn't death the beginning of another hope? Everything that is about to perish has its inevitable destination. How can we ask for something that shouldn't exist? It is cruel and cruel that the rain is coming. However, the flowers that have not been knocked down still bloom after the rain. Isn't it more exciting to feel the great vitality of life?
Holiday campus
Holidays are other people's holidays.
Every holiday, I have a feeling of being idle and not relaxed. Because students in the city can reunite with their families during their holidays, those of us who are far away from home can only watch other people's bright and full moons on Saturday night, and our thoughts extend from Saturday to Monday.
However, loneliness leads to loneliness, and life still needs to be lived. Sunday morning meals are always necessary, but what you eat is different from who you eat with.
What shall we do after breakfast? I ask this question every holiday, but next time I take out my book and pen and go to the library.
Naturally, the library is the best place to go. It is spacious and quiet. Wandering in the sea of books and enjoying the book, of course, there are endless pleasures, but depression also follows.
Melancholy about what?
At the full moon, I will still think of my family, parents, wife and children.
Distracted thoughts are sometimes stubborn, and the rigid rope of thoughts can't pull back a carriage of thoughts.
Just going for a walk in the garden.
Still boring and lonely, or lonely and boring.
Just think about that sentence: holidays are other people's holidays.
I vaguely remembered the story in the book and went back to the library. The feeling of entering the library this time is different from last time. This time, my task is to read something into my brain.
But does the brain listen to the command?
Sometimes the mood is very different. If there were not so many distractions, everything would be smooth, but smooth is good?
Life may be like this, and all reasons cannot have inevitable results. Walking in a complex world is probably the most real.
I like summer.
Which girl was the first to play parasol? Which girl was the first to put on a plaid dress? Because of the arrival of summer, many butterflies have grown everywhere on campus.
Summer is really nice.
This world is really good.
Although there are so many disturbing stories this season, this lush season has given me a lot of new strength.
I like summer. Because this is an all-encompassing season that shows everything.
Are all those old people sitting on the gazebo seventy or eighty years old? They come out in this season, and their old wrinkled faces are engraved with the hardships of the years. The banana fan in their hands may be purely an ornament, but their waists and their smiling faces are full of vitality. Is this a kind of scenery?
Who has no lush season? Who hasn't been enthusiastic in summer?
I like summer because the campus is lovely. The starry lights at night and the sound of bamboo flutes drifting from far and near organized a series of campus sports. Although a little empty and melancholy, but in this season, all the movements are not hot?
I love summer, and I love summer on campus!
Call softly
Out of the school gate, walk along the dirt road covered with willows on both sides to the fields and to the quiet season.
Stepping on the floating dust all the way and watching the clouds on the horizon on the ridge where others have not left, my heart is rising and rising.
Affectionate April breeze, gently brushed my cheeks, and felt the warmth of the season in the soft breath. The dog and its owner ran through an oily green vegetable field to a place with water, and the car in the distance dripped on the silver road.
Sunset, the last touch of sunset glow, introduces the vastness of heaven and earth into the heart. The warmth of April will rush to my heart.
This is a mild season.
This is a season that reminds people of dreams and homes.
In the picture of floating clouds, clear water and rolling wheels, put your heart down for a while and take a deep breath.
Breathe and feel the warmth of this season.
Breathe and enjoy the warmth of April.
The atmosphere on campus is very different from that on the vast land.
The world inside and outside the circle is very different.
Go to the field, where the dawn is waiting.
Going to fertile soil, where is the end and shrinkage?
Go, of course! But are you going alone?
Sometimes there is a big difference between going back and coming. But have you ever taken the road that you can walk but can't go back?
In April, it's sunny and sunny, and when we go to the fields, the vast land is open, bright and pure, with various amorous feelings, which makes people emotional.
Just, gently breathing needs a state of mind.
On pure and fertile land
It breeds our hope for tomorrow.
We are eager to be an eagle in the future.
Soar above the sky
it's you
Let my life have a good start.
it's you
Aroused my curiosity.
it's you
Help me become useful and help me fly.
You taught me.
Give someone flowers, leave a lingering fragrance in your hand.
A poem of 20 words and four lines * * * describes campus life after the rain.
Swallow the breeze after the rain,
The stamens are loose and fragrant.
Green willows shade songbirds,
Snow spring on the flat ground.
A composition describing campus life.
We live in a happy campus all day. On campus, many interesting things happen every day. school
From the classroom came the crisp reading sound of the teacher and the loud reading sound of the children. On the playground, the students are walking and running with neat steps; In physical education class, the students had a good time!
In the classroom, the students are very absorbed in their studies. The math teacher is patiently explaining math problems to students, the Chinese teacher is explaining the text to students with relish, and we are reading happily! In the music class, the teacher is singing with his classmates. Their songs are so beautiful that people can't wait to dance! In art class, students are painting freely on paper with brushes, which is vivid and lifelike. The students are also studying hard. Look! How serious the students are in class!
After class, we are also full of energy. Although we are honest in class, we are like monkeys after class! You chase after me like a busy market. Girls are playing badminton, jumping rubber bands and playing hide-and-seek ... boys naturally play catch-up games or skateboarding. ...
Look, the students' campus life is rich and colorful!
I love my school.
Our Taishan International School is very beautiful. When I first came to this school, I fell in love with her unconsciously. She is new and beautiful every day.
In the morning, before the sun came out, a beautiful morning glow appeared in the eastern sky. While the birds are still sleeping, we have already started running and exercising. How loud our slogan is and how neat our steps are. When the sun is half exposed, the grass is hung with crystal dew and the birds are singing beautiful songs. At this time, we were sitting in the bright classroom, and the whole campus heard the sound of reading.
At noon, we finished half a day's class and lined up neatly to go to the restaurant. At this time, the whole campus is bathed in brilliant sunshine. Everything seems to be full of vitality. The golden light on the Green Dream Lake shines like a golden dragon. And the island in the lake is like a green pearl, floating on the water waves. Students are like birds that have just come out of cages, and they keep chattering.
At night, it is even more beautiful. Multicolored lights are reflected on the lake, just like countless stars flashing. Under the bright street lights, some students are walking, some are playing games, and some are discussing problems with teachers. The deep blue sky is endless, just like a huge ocean, the curved moon is like a lovely boat, and the stars are like countless small fish playing in the sea. The evening self-study began, every window was brightly lit, the classroom was quiet, and the students swam in the ocean of knowledge.
Ah, my lovely school, you are new and beautiful every day. I love you, my beautiful school!
I love my school.
Time flies, and the years are ruthless. I have been in primary school for almost five years. In these five years, I have changed from a little girl who is not sensible to a class cadre who can think independently and make positive progress, from a playful child to a good student who is eager to learn and make progress, and from a young girl to a school host, instructor, broadcaster and group leader. More importantly, in the rush of time, my feelings for the school are getting deeper and deeper. In another year, we will graduate from primary school. How can this not make me miss it? Our school is beautiful and harmonious. When the first ray of sunshine in the morning quietly falls on the earth and comes to the campus, I often enjoy the unspeakable comfort with the breeze in my ear, and recite the classic beautiful articles happily and comfortably. Diligence, erudition, innovation and enterprising have become the pursuit of us and every student in Amway Primary School.
Our school is a big happy family. The teachers here can treat every student fairly, satisfy our development, and give all students the same care and guidance, the same encouragement and expectation. Teacher Wang, who taught us mathematics, was reluctant to leave us after retirement. Her amiable teaching method will never be forgotten by us. Teacher Liu Yuhong, the head teacher, cares about us as much as her mother. When we are in trouble, she gives us the care and love of our relatives. Not long ago, my mother was going to attend a class in Tianjin. I am miserable because I seldom leave my mother. It was Teacher Liu who enlightened me, encouraged me and educated me to have the ability to live independently, which made me very happy. The classmates here are like brothers and sisters, and I have many good friends who have always been with me. All this moved me, made me warm, and made me have a special affection for this school.
I love our school, I love spacious and bright classrooms, broad and flat playground, and I love the campus full of laughter, which has left our growth footprint and laid a solid foundation for us.
Students, the light of hope in Amway Primary School has risen on the horizon of Ran Ran. Under the planning of President Guo, our school is about to undergo earth-shaking changes, and our campus will be covered with a layer of green lawn. Students, let's be diligent and enterprising, pioneering and innovative, and work hard for the take-off of Anli Primary School!