Third grade campus composition

In our daily study, work and life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. Composition is the transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from compressed and concise language that we can understand to developed and standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. So how to write a general composition? The following are 8 compositions on the third grade campus that I compiled for you, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

1 campus, a beautiful word.

When it rains, there are big and small, and the water babies on the ground are one after another. I walked inside with a beautiful seven-color umbrella. Bang, splash, time stopped. Just then, I looked down and saw that I was in Shui Ying, holding a seven-color umbrella. My heart is shining, my face can't hide my inner joy, and my mouth slightly rises. I like the color shadow I saw at that moment. It is beautiful and happy. Right in front of the teaching building.

It is still raining. Look at the ripples on the puddle. Too dense. Bang, bang, bang. It is my footsteps. When the water splashed everywhere, I felt very sunny and happy.

Holding a hot cup, warm and tiny raindrops in your hand drop on your clothes. When I returned to the classroom, I saw the patterns on the sleeves arranged neatly, as if dancing on my clothes. Lovely raindrops, let me touch you with clear spots. At that moment, I was full of love, bright smile and full of love for you as a dancer. I can't bear to let you go. Stay a little longer! That color is photocopied in my heart and printed on the campus path. The red smile hides pink bubbles in my heart!

It is still raining. Look at flowers, leaves and fish ponds. It is so clingy, tick-tock, naughty rain drops in every corner, which won't bother you, but will only bring you surprises.

Walking in the small garden, I saw a harmonious and lovely long axis under the slightly drizzling scenery. You see, this raindrop sticks to the leaves and doesn't want to slip, and the leaves don't feel heavy. On the contrary, he accepted it happily and let him decorate himself more brightly and beautifully. You see, small raindrops inserted in the coat of flowers are harmless. They make flowers replenish water, become beautiful, make flowers more colorful and make grass more beautiful. The frothy goldfish exposed their heads, flowers and grass. Ye Er gathered in this beautiful painting in her coat full of gems, leaving me with this beautiful colorful shadow, which was printed in the beautiful small garden and in my heart.

Campus is the secret garden in my heart. Here, I not only study and learn knowledge, but also leave colorful shadows in my heart.

There are colored shadows in my campus. Let me share these beautiful pictures with you!

Our school has a beautiful campus. If you don't believe me, just listen to me!

As soon as I entered the school gate, the first thing I saw was two small bowl-shaped flower beds on the left and right sides of the school gate. It is full of bright flowers and gives off a burst of charming fragrance. There are two bright street lamps beside the flower bed. They are like a pair of loyal guards guarding the campus, staying there day and night, guarding our school. Further on, you will see a big "S"-shaped corridor, which is full of overlapping wisteria, and it is full-time to keep out the sun for us. In spring, the flowers of wisteria quietly open unconsciously, adding a vibrant vitality to spring. Whenever there is a break, the students go to the seaside promenade to play. Next to the promenade, there is a boulder engraved with the four characters of "generosity" written by the founder of our experimental primary school, which teaches us to have noble moral character from childhood and to take on heavy responsibilities when we grow up.

Now look to the right, that is a branch of our school, the education building of Jiashan mentally handicapped school. Some mentally retarded students can also study happily on campus. In front of the mentally handicapped school is a big flower bed with many osmanthus trees, magnolia trees and lush bushes. Magnolia is in full bloom in spring, osmanthus is fragrant in autumn, and shrubs are evergreen all the year round.

We are in the hall now, and the eight striking characters of "unity, cooperation, pragmatism and innovation" are hung high in front of the hall. There are lanterns carefully made by students during the Lantern Festival in the hall. Look for it, look at the lantern I made and hung on it! On the left wall of the hall, there are profiles and photos of all the teachers. In the east, there is a teachers' canteen. On the upper floor of the hall, there is a teacher's office. In front is the teaching building and special classroom, where students learn all kinds of knowledge every day. Further on, a small garden suddenly appeared, where the magnolia is fragrant, the pine trees are tall and straight, and the pomegranate branches are full of fruits. The most beautiful magnolia in this season, look, some are in full bloom, one after another like a smiling little girl, so brilliant; Some are in bud and will bloom anytime and anywhere; Some are still full of flowers and skinny, like shy little girls, unwilling to lift their snow-white veil. When the magnolia flowers are all in full bloom, walking around the campus, the fragrance is refreshing, making people reluctant to leave for a long time! Do you know that?/You know what? Why are there so many magnolias on our campus? Because Magnolia is our school flower!

In front of the small garden is a stepped classroom and a stormy playground. Whenever it rains, our physical education class is spent on the stormy playground. Ok, now, we come to the big playground. In the middle of the big playground is an oval lawn, which is our football field and of course the place where students roll on it after class. The red runway surrounds the green football field, forming a sharp contrast. On the west side of the playground is the commander's desk where the five-star red flag rises every morning. Around the big playground, there are tall and straight camphor trees, and the branches and leaves of camphor trees, which are evergreen all the year round, grow luxuriantly, sheltering us from the wind in winter and shading us in summer, and paying silently. To the southwest of the playground is a "concentration camp" for fitness equipment, including spacewalkers, ladders, horizontal bars and parallel bars. These devices attract students deeply and are the best places for us to exercise.

How's it going? Is our school big enough and beautiful enough? I believe you all want to enjoy it? You are always welcome to visit us!

The third grade campus composition 3 is the fate of classmates. My classmates and I have been at the same table for three years and have never changed. This is a deep fate.

It is said that time is like water, and there is his smile in the water-like time.

He, my deskmate, has been influencing me for three years, giving me today's confidence and smile.

acquaintance

September is always a mixture of melancholy in early autumn and residual temperature in late summer. There is both attachment and anxiety, as well as joy and excitement. At first, it either hit it off or was in full swing. We just sat together according to the arrangement of the class teacher. I was immersed in the joy of meeting my old friend again. I just introduced myself to him formally and simply.

He just sat quietly, very gentle.

I don't know his "legend" yet, but his neat, serious and meticulous homework really surprised me and admired him.

Know each other well

His light bloomed little by little in the following days.

I never thought my ugly deskmate was so excellent-quick thinking and beautiful writing. There are both impassioned in front of the podium and hard work in the sports meeting.

I was shocked. I have no choice but to take it orally. I also have a little fighting spirit in my heart: he can, why can't I? So I stopped wandering around doing nothing every day and learned to read aloud in Chinese class or write hard in history class. Besides, I was influenced by his smile.

After getting to know him, I found that he is a carefree and funny guy. He knows where to find happiness, or create happiness by himself. After a long time, this happiness naturally infected me.

It turns out that I can learn to be serious and confident.

Mutual respect

The deskmate is getting worse every day, and the deskmate is growing and changing every day. We are already familiar with each other's every move. Sometimes I feel like him.

He said, "I think you are really the best deskmate." I replied that I thought he was, too.

Maybe it's because we influenced each other. At least, because of his deskmate, I won't indulge in other things or even neglect my studies. Sometimes he always tells me how to do the right thing and how to change it.

He is undoubtedly the person who has the greatest influence on me in this blooming youth.

The fourth article of the third grade campus composition is a bunch of flowers, scattered all over the place. Fall on campus like a rainbow. Let me introduce my campus.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw two plants, one large and one small. Big and thick, small and exquisite. It's like a reflection in people's minds.

Further inside, there is a stone wall, about two meters long and four meters high. This is a gray, simple color, there is no need to add any pigment here, but it is also a gorgeous, inner gorgeous.

On the back of the campus, a piece of green land, quiet, is synonymous with here. This unknown path is full of flowers and plants. There are tender green flower beds, red Parthenocissus tricuspidata, tenacious young trees and colorful Chinese roses. Stroll gently in it, watch birds and flowers, and listen to the sound of books in the classroom. The thorn of Chinese rose seems to be an appreciation of this place. My heart has been washed here.

But look at the other road, which is the road in front of our house. But there's a sea of people there-you can't even push. The reason is that there are several chessboards there. Since noon, a group of people have flocked in. Come here to play chess. But there are more plants there. If there is no path, it can be called a miniature botanical garden. But then again. There are so many kinds of plants there that I can't count them! The name even makes me dizzy. I have never seen Danish grass. But I prefer to enjoy the cool there. A breeze blew, and I felt very comfortable. The wind took away the fatigue of the day.

The most wonderful rain! That touch of red, reflecting the light, flashes in the sun, as if it were stuck with a gem. And those ordinary grasses. At this moment, I put a layer of green gauze on the campus.

Campus scenery, here, turns all ordinary things into beauty and simple colors into brilliance, depending on how you look at it. If you think they are beautiful, they are beautiful. In my opinion, this campus is very beautiful. Whose campus will not be beautiful?

Walking around the campus, recalling the past. In junior high school, more than two years passed through my fingers in a hurry, and everything in the past seemed to be yesterday. The colorful paintings flowing from all directions on campus have become a wonderful picture. A picture of flowers and trees.

In this campus, my favorite is the small garden. I like walking and touching the green that stretches around me. Different kinds of trees glow with different colors of life, and even the soil hides the fire of life. In this symphony of life, I can feel the birth, growth, reproduction and death of life, and the voice of metabolism, from weak to strong, gradually rises to become the main theme, dyed into an oil painting of life.

A picture of a book.

Throughout the teaching building, the sound of reading floated out from the crack of each class. It may be ancient classical Chinese or modern prose. Whatever it is, I can feel the pride of China culture from my classmates' reading; A vision for future life. They all exude upward vitality. In this reading sound, countless floating Chinese characters are printed, and an ink painting is printed.

A picture painted by a figure

Life in junior high school has passed two years in ignorance. I tried to catch the fast horse's tail, but it slipped away like oil and ran away without resistance. The numbers in my memory are scattered, and now I keep playing them back. Every word that every teacher said in class, the laughter and slapstick of students in class, are gradually blurred. Only his figure has been in my mind-our class teacher. I don't know what kind of magic he used. He can upgrade a class from Grade One to Grade Three, and make a class get nearly 30 excellent English scores. I believe everyone in the class will thank him. The road he walked was painted as a simple but extraordinary sketch.

Even if the future is a big question mark, I will agree that I have met the best one, and even if I am ill-fated, I will rise up and move forward. I believe that there is always light waiting for me in the future.

I really want to be a painter, waving a brush and painting this beautiful campus into a colorful painting. I want to be a photographer, capture the lens and photograph the splendor of this novel campus; I want to be a singer and sing my love for my alma mater. But I am just an ordinary middle school student, and I can only describe my passion for campus quietly with a small pen.

I like the different seasons on campus: I like the grass in spring, the banyan tree in summer, the chrysanthemum in autumn and the pine and cypress in winter.

I love the teachers in my alma mater. Teachers are like gardeners. They germinate, grow leaves and blossom for us with hard work and sweat; I love my classmates on campus. They make me feel the warmth and unity of the group. I love this warm campus even more. It brings me endless fun.

It is like a five-flavor bottle, filled with my sweetness, sourness, bitterness, spiciness and saltiness, which witnessed part of my growth. I also left a deep footprint on this campus. I thought it was boring and a waste of time on campus, but it wasn't. On the contrary, it enriched my life and learned to make better use of every minute. It taught me to be strong, self-reliant and get along with others.

I like the sound of reading on campus. When I wake up in the morning and walk on the playground with a burst of cool wind, I can hear a strong voice, which is the voice of students reading. Every time I hear this voice, I suddenly have a feeling that I can't express it in words.

Campus is the crystallization of art, campus is the display of soul, campus embodies people's will and expresses people's yearning. Campus cultivates people's sentiments ... I love my campus.

Every spring, everything begins to grow, and the campus seems to be more lively than before the winter vacation.

The campus in spring is very beautiful. Every morning when I step into the school gate, the first thing I see is the old pagoda tree. He stood upright beside the school gate. Every morning when I enter the campus, I feel as if he is looking at me, and I sometimes look at him. This old tree seems to have magic power, which makes me full of energy and happy to meet the new day's study and life. I remember when I first entered junior high school, my teacher once told us about this old pagoda tree, which is said to have a history of more than 80 years. There are many colorful flowers on the lawn in front of the teaching building. Whenever spring comes, the flowers will pervade the whole campus. There is also a small grape trellis in the middle of the lawn. Although I have never seen grapes growing on it since I entered school, I can always vaguely smell the aroma of grapes every time I pass by. The playground of the campus is surrounded by green belts, which are full of shrubs. After the spring rain, you can always find two crawling earthworms on the wet soil, and occasionally it is fun to pick up the remaining branches and stir them.

The campus in spring is happy. After lunch at noon, many impatient boys will come to the playground to play ball and team up to compete with each other. Although it is a competition, it can never be really remembered. Friendship first, competition second. Some students who don't like sports come to the small stone table under the teaching building in twos and threes to compete on the chessboard; Of course, there are always some girls walking and chatting around the playground in groups of three or five, which also adds some vitality to the campus.

The campus in spring is very harmonious. Between the side door of the teaching building and the experimental building, there is a corridor about 40 meters long, which is called "blue sky corridor" because it is equipped with a blue ceiling for shelter from rain. There is a row of publicity columns on one side of the promenade, which often put some photos about our classmates and teachers living in harmony and exquisite handicrafts made by some students, which makes people feel warm.

Spring is beautiful, our campus is also beautiful, and the spring in our campus is the most beautiful.

Beautiful campus scenery, beautiful campus spring.

Step into the junior high school campus and cross the familiar tree-lined path. The orange sunshine is neither too hot nor warm, and tall trees are neatly arranged on both sides of the road. The soft autumn wind blows, with the fragrance of several flowers and plants, and the golden leaves fall with the wind, hovering and dancing in mid-air, making bursts of noise.

Walking through the thick leaves, I went straight to the flower bed next to the playground. Clusters of golden yellow wild chrysanthemums are dotted with dark green grass, which brings my memory back to the autumn one year ago ... It is also in this beautiful season that we ushered in the annual sports meeting. After a period of hard work and preparation, I signed up for the 800-distance race, but some things will be successful without hard work. When I ran the last few laps, my legs were as heavy as lead. When I watched my classmates pass me like an arrow, I only felt black at the moment, as if a huge stone was weighing me down. ...

After running, I really want to sit on the ground alone to recover my strength and relieve my depression. At this moment, a kind voice remembered in my ear: "You must be very tired! Come and take a walk next to the playground with me! " I looked up and saw her smiling face, as if it were a ray of sunshine after a rainy day, which made me feel warm. So I stood up and walked slowly with her. Failure hangs over me like a lingering shadow.

Walking, she suddenly stopped. I looked in the direction of her finger and saw a dazzling golden yellow. These petite wild chrysanthemums are swaying slightly in the wind and seem to be waving to us. "In this winter season, other flowers have withered, but they still stand here, just to show the best side to people and add a touch of gorgeous color to the campus. You have to face setbacks like them, and work hard whether you succeed or not! " As she spoke, she smiled again. Indeed, how many people pass by these wild chrysanthemums in a hurry, and few people look at them, but they never give up growing, just for themselves. ...

In this beautiful campus, accompanied by flowers and trees, encouraged by my classmates, and with my growing footprints, it is these isomorphisms that make my own campus beautiful!