Landscape composition of European cities in Portugal and China

Put down your heavy pen, listen to the cheers outside the window and look out the window. So the campus is so wonderful.

The grass with a little green halo embraces the sun a lot. The sun is like a tide, surging, and deducing the Millennium encounter with the earth. Infected with tender grass, leaving new green.

The leaves are dancing in the air, maintaining "spring when the grass is in bloom". The serious fountain shook its head, and the spring drew a beautiful arc in the air. Water drops whirled and fluttered, and the fragrance of carrier grass was brewing in the air. The sweet taste is familiar, and it is also mixed with a sense of reluctance.

The pink house is full of pink feeling against the setting sun. Quiet, calm and serene. The flowers and plants in front of the house listen to the accompaniment of the wind, taste the twittering of birds and feel the arrival of spring. It happens to coincide with the word "wonderful".

The cheers are getting fiercer and fiercer. Light blue school uniforms, white sneakers, ear-length short hair, neat flat head and cheering basketball have been integrated into this world. Beauty, happiness ... everything drifted away, turned into bits and pieces, drifted to the distant horizon, and then gathered together and reappeared in front of us.

The campus is so beautiful. Even if the dust settles, it will never be erased.

Trees on campus

A four-story teaching building with two rows of bungalows. There are also a few small trees planted by students themselves. And a playground, the so-called playground, is an earth dam supported by two worn basketball stands. These make up a school, which is our campus. Although our campus is very simple. Not as beautiful as other campuses, but I still like it. Because of its simplicity, the tree became the object of my observation, and it accompanied me through spring, summer, autumn and winter.

In spring, when the flowers outside are scrambling to open, the small trees in our school show their little heads, which is a casual exposure. Let it worry, because it's late, so we have to make up for it. That is, it grows fast and can only play with friends when it grows up. My favorite thing is to watch young trees sprout and grow leaves and branches. This is a great scenic spot on our campus. In summer, when we play very hot on the playground, we will go to a small tree to enjoy the cool. Cicada kept chirping in the tree and was illuminated by the sun. I like to watch it dance in the breeze in the sun, and then when it dances with bright spots, it looks like stars in the sky for a while and crystal trees for a while, no! More like an old man doing morning exercises with his students forever. In autumn, it looks like a naughty child. When we struggled to sweep the ground clean, we were naughty in the blink of an eye and the leaves fell to the ground again. When we are in a hurry, we will also take a broom and shovel its leaves. But I still can't beat it, and I have to clean it up in the end. In winter, just listen to its whooshing sound and you will know that the temperature has dropped again. It's more fun when it snows. It will cover all the falling snow and let us see the beauty of snow. Hold the snow brushed from it in your hand and put it directly in your mouth. Like eating ice cream. These little trees will grow into towering trees, and so will we.

Trees! Trees! You accompany us through spring, summer, autumn and winter. Watching us grow up bit by bit will make you feel a sense of accomplishment. No matter where we go in the future, we will remember you.

Campus spring scenery

Spring is a beautiful whole; Spring is a green world; in campus

Spring is a different feeling.

Spring on campus is very quiet. Flowers and plants grow quietly; Growing in secret, sticking out of the ground when we don't know it. When we began to observe, the campus has become a garden full of spring, and everywhere is full of the breath of spring, giving people a very fresh feeling.

Spring on campus is very harmonious, everything is so natural, and occasionally you can hear the sweet voice of reading. After class, the students are playing happily on the basketball court. Everyone is alive and kicking, and the "bang" sound of basketball has become the rhythm of spring, adding bright colors to the campus. Everything on campus is beautiful.

Spring on campus is pleasant. We study in spring. The warm sunshine shines on us, as if mother were touching us with kind hands.

In spring, everything changes, flowers bloom, saplings grow up, trees wear new clothes, the earth wears green clothes, and everything is in harmony. Do you like spring?

Morning on campus

Dawn, slowly opened the curtain of the night, another gorgeous morning, with clarity arrival.

With the early risers, I strolled into the school gate and immediately reveled in the wonderful morning scene. It is so quiet around, the thin morning mist hangs over the campus like gauze, the magnificent teaching building is hidden in the faint morning mist, and the dawn of the whole campus is so warm and beautiful. I took a deep breath and felt fresh and really cool.

Walking around the campus, the damp smell of the soil can't stop coming to my face. The green trees and flowers on the roadside are covered with crystal dew, like sparkling diamonds, teetering. The fragrant air is blowing head-on, and the flowers are fragrant. I don't know which bird is singing on the telephone pole, and the chirping sound suddenly forms beautiful music.

Gradually, the campus began to be lively, a red sun rose from the east, and the last mist merged into its glory. Campus radio also began to play some beautiful music for students. The whole campus is dyed red by this gorgeous morning sun.

Then, some students clean the campus, some are exercising, and some are reading the text. The teacher also rushed to the classroom with a thick stack of books ...

Ah! Campus morning, I praise you!

Attachment: A teacher's essay.

Autumn colors on campus

In class that day, I accidentally saw some golden leaves swaying in the wind like golden butterflies on the green tree in front of the classroom. Oh, autumn is coming, autumn is coming.