Walking through campus under the moon and writing an essay

1. A 600-word essay on campus under the moonlight

The air is filled with a quiet atmosphere, with a touch of freshness, buildings, grass, teachers, classmates, playground... Quietly open the balcony window and look up, oh, the sun is smiling and lighting up your campus.

The morning light is hazy and melodious. Bright white lights shine in every corner of the classroom. Everything seems so bright and warm. We continued as usual, holding textbooks in hand and reading aloud. My eyes accidentally glanced outside the window, ah! When did such a lovely figure appear next to the quiet railing in the past? Fist-sized birds stood there, twisting their little heads from time to time, as if they were listening. Yes, they are listening to our loud reading.

Time flies, and now I have stepped into the classroom of the second grade of high school. The scenes of the past are still vivid in my mind. In these days when the clouds are light and the wind is light, there are too many books. The sadness that does not belong to our age comes in and entangles deep scars on the ivy of the years, but it is also full of laughter and joy. In every corner of the campus, I feel the campus life, and my relationship with the campus. Life, my contact with the campus, there is an ocean of knowledge, hard-working gardeners, accumulation of emotions, diligent students, roommates who care about each other...

And, in the second year of high school, we are between liberal arts students and science students. Students choose different lives and lives, and each of them is getting closer to their dreams step by step in the happiness of themselves and the campus.

Listening to a warm song, I sat in a corner of the campus, opened a book in the afterglow of the setting sun, wrote something new, and collected it in the leaves and sandwiched it in the book. Sadness and happiness are simple things. Words flow at the fingertips to record the stories in time. Maybe life is so colorful, carrying history on its back, absorbing thousands of years of accumulation in the rolling tide of time, or walking from the South Pole to the North Pole, along the longitude and latitude, even if you occasionally lose the coordinate position, you will always walk in the direction of happiness; Holding a favorite book, swimming in the ocean of philosophy, looking for Platonic comfort; occasionally lying on the desk with clear lines in physics class to write about my mood or sleeping peacefully. Sometimes I complain that rote learning is boring and read the thick information. Experience this unbridled youth.

At this time, turn to the simple and unassuming youth in another corner of the campus, the simple and harmonious movement from school to home. ADP continuously combines with phosphoric acid to convert into ATP, burning the remaining frivolity in the flower season and rainy season. The exercises are as thick as a dictionary, and the test papers fall one by one like the fallen leaves of autumn withering away the lightly dancing cardamom years. It may seem boring and pathetic to others, but they enjoy themselves. I like to do chemical and biological experiments and watch the chlorophyll slowly climb up the filter paper and turn into orange, red, yellow and green pigment bands. The blurry colors blur the gorgeous marks of youth. Solving a test question and understanding a knowledge point is like climbing Mount Everest. Life is so monotonous, from monotonous to simple, from simple to happy, and from happy to like.

My campus is not only friends, classmates, teachers, but also you and my campus accompany me through the four seasons of the year, admiring "the elegant orchids in spring, the pale lotus in summer, the gorgeous chrysanthemums in autumn, and the moving... "Ao Mei", the seeds are cultivated by gardeners, and the faint floral fragrance permeates the campus. Because the school is the cradle of cultivating talents, my life with the campus, the accumulation of interesting knowledge and emotions, is a unique scenery.

You accompany me so silently and intimately, and quietly light the sailing light of life for me. Every minute, every moment, every moment, I feel it in my heart, now and forever in the future, I will never forget you: my campus. 2. Campus under the Moon Essay 200

"Campus under the Moon" As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world..."Love is everywhere, love yourself, and care for others. .

Zhou Hong’s family and Grandma Li are neighbors. Grandma Li is over 80 years old this year. Her son is working in the city, her daughter is married to Hainan, and her husband has passed away long ago. Grandma Li lives alone. Grandma Li is from the Miao ethnic group. She wears simple Miao clothes every day. She cannot do heavy housework due to her inconvenient legs and walking sticks, so she has been the focus of help for Zhou Hong's family.

On this day, Zhou Hong ran downstairs excitedly, knocked on the door, and saw Grandma Li sitting on the sofa, so she said hello affectionately, "Hello, Grandma!" ". She went to the bedroom to take a look, opened the quilt, and found that the sheets were dirty, and there were two or three pieces of dirty clothes piled on the bedside table.

Zhou Hong picked up the sheets and clothes and ran to the bedroom without saying a word. She went to the bathroom. Zhou Hong brought the washing basin, poured half a basin of warm water, added a tablespoon of washing powder, rubbed it a few times, then found a washboard and started rubbing it carefully. While washing, she chatted with Grandma Li. It made grandma laugh happily.

After a while, the sheets and clothes were washed. Zhou Hong filled two more basins of water, cleaned the sheets and clothes, wrung them out and hung them up to dry. Zhou Hong ran back to the room, took out the broom, swept the floor carefully, and then used the mop to mop the floor clean.

After watching Zhou Hong work for a long time, Li Grandma held her frozen red hands with tears in her eyes, pulled her into her arms heartbrokenly and said loudly: "Xiaohong, although you are not my relative, you are better than my relative, thank you! ".

3. A 600-word composition about getting out of campus

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< p> Out of Campus Essay 500 Words Part 1: A Day on Campus Essay 500 Words A day at school should be colorful, but sometimes it is also a troublesome day. As soon as I enter the classroom in the morning, the first thing I do is read, and read the text over and over again to increase my knowledge. Next, I spent time in a math class that was sometimes boring and then vivid. What's even worse is that I have to run after math class! On the playground, the sound of "Hey, hey, hey" is endless. After finally finishing the two pieces of relaxing music, the students had already run for more than two laps. At least half of the students had backaches and were complaining. Everyone walked into the classroom and after taking a short rest, assignments came to everyone again. Just when everyone was exhausted and thinking hard, the second Chinese class of "Ding a Bell" began, and everyone's nervous brains were about to run two more classes. At noon, the students filled their stomachs and continued to compete in the homework pile. At this moment, our majestic teaching teacher stood on the podium again, pouring knowledge into our brains incessantly, all of which made us feel almost "drowsy". Suddenly the bell rang for the first lesson in the afternoon, and everyone rushed into the class non-stop with their numb heads in hand. The next step is to take secondary classes. However, the side courses are not effortless, and there are also homeworks. The bad luck that befell us was like taking physical education class. After running five full laps, everyone was complaining and even had no strength to walk. We finally got through the extracurricular cultural and sports activities. In this class, we still didn’t have a chance to breathe. We spent it in the “knowledge cabin”. A day on campus, a stressful day, a tiring day, finally passed. Chapter 2: A beautiful campus composition of 500 words A beautiful campus composition of 500 words "Hello everyone!" Welcome to the cradle of my growth - Shengxi Primary School in Chengdu. Now let me be a little tour guide and introduce my beautiful campus to you. 4. Write a composition describing the scenery under the moon

Campus Autumn Scenery

Late autumn is here, and we walk into the empty On campus, a cold wind blows, making people feel chilly.

The campus in autumn is still bright and pleasant, and the trees are still so green; the flowers seem not to know that late autumn has come, but they are still blooming fragrantly, still attracting bees with their fragrance; the butterflies are still there. It dances gracefully on campus, still attracting the attention of students with its beautiful figure.

A few yellow leaves fell from the trees in the flower beds on campus, and people's breath condensed into milky white heat in the air.

Although it is already late autumn, the sun still goes to work every day, giving plants enough light and heat so that they can still grow well in the cold late autumn.

The trees on campus sometimes sway with the wind; sometimes they stand still; sometimes a few poor leaves fall from the branches. However, these do not affect the charm of green trees in late autumn. The flowers on campus are still open, and the bees are still busy collecting nectar. There are many bees flying around the flowers, looking for which one is better.

The sky in late autumn is extremely solemn and cheerful. After self-study, the sky is dark, which makes people feel very mysterious. There are a few stars in the high sky to decorate it, making people guess: where are the other stars? Gone?

I love late autumn, the clear sky, and the cool season!

The confused autumn with a little sadness and helplessness was replaced by the quiet and enterprising winter,

But there are still traces of autumn in the embrace of winter,

< p> In the fields, in the villages and rivers, there are still the sad tears of autumn,

In the extraordinary year of 2003, the two seasons that have the most say are spring and autumn,

Spring has gone through the severe test of SARS,

Autumn has experienced the hardship of continuous rain,

The warm spring has defeated the days without the fragrance of flowers with her unique strength,

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The rich autumn defeats the days without sunshine with her unique perseverance.

After the rain, there is always a brilliant rainbow.

Winter, the last season among the four seasons of the year, is the season that most heralds the future of next year.

Winter, mixed with the confusion of autumn, comes to the countryside, drives into the city, and walks into the countryside. 5. Write an essay on the topic of "walking out of campus"

Walking out of campus

The bell rang, and when I was about to walk out of the school gate, I felt like There is a feeling that is different from before.

I used to always look forward to getting out of school as soon as possible, because once I get out of school, I will be free, which is very happy

. But now, I couldn't help but stop, feeling extremely reluctant to let go. Just because I graduated. Six years of primary school life ended in this way. This is probably the last time I step out of school. I can’t help but have a lot of thoughts in my mind...

I still remember how excited I was when I first stepped into this new school. I was guided by my strong curiosity. We visited every corner of the school excitedly.

Beautiful flower gardens, standardized sports fields, advanced computer rooms, spacious electronic classrooms...all are deeply imprinted in our minds. In the following days, the students gradually became familiar with each other. The flower of friendship bloomed in the sun, which was brilliant and beautiful. Everyone helps each other, is united and friendly, and has won many honors for the class. The hard work at the sports meeting, the wonderful performances at the art festival, the sense of cooperation in the painting competition... they all proudly tell everyone: we are the best! However, today our collective is disbanded, and all this can only become a memory forever. But I believe that the memory will be eternal and beautiful.

In this school, I have learned a lot. I would like to thank every teacher who has worked hard to cultivate us, especially the team counselor-Mr. Deng. I have been a very timid girl since I was a child. Your face will turn red when the teacher asks questions, and you will be scared when you see a mouse. But since I became the captain, I have become bolder and more cheerful. This is all the result of Teacher Deng. When I stood up to deliver a speech at the opening ceremony for the first time, facing more than a thousand teachers and classmates in the audience, I felt extremely nervous. It was Teacher Deng who always encouraged me and supported me in the audience, which made me gain a lot. confidence. After the speech, I remembered bursts of warm applause from the audience, and Teacher Deng also gave a thumbs up. I was so happy. In the days that followed, Teacher Deng also made me the school’s host, team leader and broadcaster. I complete every task seriously. Because I don’t want to disappoint Teacher Deng. A few days before graduation, Teacher Deng called me to the office. He said he was very reluctant to let me go... Listening, listening, my eyes were moist.

The July wind gently blew my cheeks, so comfortable. I waved my hand and happily stepped out of the school gate. Because I believe that one day, I will come back. What kind of mood will that be? Looking forward to this day coming.

Cicadas kept shouting outside the window, and the sun was scorching the earth. In the same weather, something happened that day that I will never forget.

On the day of summer vacation, my mother and I went to Shanghai to play. Passing by an overpass. People were coming and going on the overpass, and vehicles were passing under the overpass. In this beautiful movement, I heard a very incongruous voice, hoarse and desolate. It was... My eyes were playing the famous erhu song "Er" with forgetfulness. "The Spring Reflects the Moon". He seemed to be immersed in the paradise of music, but after careful observation, he felt something was wrong. In front of him was an iron box with the lid open, with a few coins lying scattered inside. It turned out to be a beggar.

At this time, a little girl of six or seven years old held her mother's hand and listened quietly to the old man when he finished playing a song.

"Mom, give this old man some money!" She begged, shaking the woman's hand. Her mother glared at her and said, "Why are you pretending to be kind? Look how much is in this box?"

"Why should we be like others? This old man does look like It's quite miserable." "Children, don't talk nonsense if you haven't seen the world. Do you know how many beggars are real now?" What the girl got was another glare from her mother. But at this moment, I saw a slight change in the beggar's face, which looked like a sense of grievance and helplessness.

The woman took the girl's hand and was about to leave. But the girl struggled to break away from her mother's hand, fumbled in her pocket for a long time, and finally took out a medal, put it in the iron box, and said to the old man: "Grandpa, this is all I have." At this time, the beggar Raising his head, still with his eyes closed, "looking" at the little girl, I caught a grateful look and a few crystal tears in his eyes. Only then did I realize that he was a blind man.

The overpass became lively again, and the sound of erhu also sounded. The only thing that increased was the pure and kind heart left by the little girl.

I had no intention of shopping that day, and my mind was fixed on the scene on the overpass, the back of the little girl when she left...

Although I was not in school that day, I also took a lesson that was of great benefit.

Although I was on the overpass that day, the little girl’s behavior told me: There is true love in the world.

Does the innocence of children make us think? ...... 6. Take "Getting Out of Campus" as the topic, draft your own title and purpose, and write an essay of no less than 500

July 4th is the end of another semester, my holiday. Arriving as scheduled. It’s time to go out for a walk!

After walking out of campus, I chose to run towards the sea. Go to the beach, relax and play.

When my feet set foot on the beach, I seemed to see the water on the sea. The golden light jumps happily. Blue sky, blue sea, golden beach, here I come! ! !

Walking barefoot on the beach, the waves hit me in waves, stirring up swirling foam around my feet. The sand grains brushed against the instep, which was a little itchy and painful, but I just wanted to laugh. The tip gently scratched the surface of the water, creating circles of cool water ripples. The wet trouser legs were wrinkled and stuck to my legs. The sea breeze was salty and even a bit bitter, but I still had to open my arms and take a deep breath. Take a few sips. The sea, you always make me realize the vastness of time and space.

Walking out of the campus, the sea gives me a pure natural tranquility and openness.

The sea water is there Slowly receding, once the tide recedes, we can catch the sea. I saw crabs as big as thumbs waving their harmless pincers and running rampant. After a while, they got into the sand and were nowhere to be found. Starfish washed up on the beach lazily It rolled its tentacles. I pushed it gently with my fingers and let the waves take it away, because it is a child of the sea and I cannot take it away. I also saw many shells and pebbles, although they were not beautiful. , but without them, the beach would have no appeal. Of course, I didn’t forget to say hello to the hermit crabs hiding in the cracks of the rocks.

Walking out of the campus, the sea gave me many magical things. Friends.

When you are tired, lie down on the beach, close your eyes, and enjoy a sad fairy tale in the elegant sound of the waves. Little mermaid, can you still hear the sound of the waves? Oh elves, are you warning the crew in the sea that the storm is coming? Narwhal, are you still singing lonely in the deep sea? And Shark, are you still crying sadly? Otherwise, where would so many sea pearls come from?

When I walked out of the campus, the sea gave me back the joy of pure drunken innocence! !

Go out of campus, the happiness you have ignored is waiting for you outside campus, waiting for you to find and enjoy! ! ! 7. An essay titled "Out of Campus"

As I grow up day by day, there are more and more dilemmas. Maybe this is a sign of maturity.

Either give up or continue. Are there only two extremes and no middle way? I was looking for options on my way out of campus. I think that when I really make the right choice, I will truly mature.

On campus, we are always children. In the eyes of teachers and parents, we will never grow up... The campus is like our paradise. It accommodates our ups and downs and keeps us innocent forever. Innocence is beautiful, but maturity is more valuable. I should choose innocence ? Or mature? I can't stop it.

Perhaps, gardenia will give me an answer next spring. Sometimes, if I think about it carefully, I will become mature when I grow up, and I will be an adult. I don’t need adults to take care of everything. I can be free, but even my freedom will be restricted by then.

It is better to cherish my wonderful childhood. The lovely faces bloomed with smiles in the school, and the laughter echoed over the campus for a long time. It was a kind of innocent maturity, suddenness, and beauty. And the inexplicable emotion suddenly arises, it’s better to be a child! Walking out of campus is a beautiful feeling, feeling the infinite bright sunshine. One day, we will walk out of campus and create our own world, but by then, will we surprisingly miss our classmates and friends who accompany us day and night? Vibrant junior high school life? Could it be that the words "Every feast in the world must come to an end" flashed through our minds, adding a bit of heaviness to our originally sad mood. All this nostalgia makes people happy and painful. The happy thing is that we have accumulated heavy emotions in our hearts. After all, the pain we once had is that time flies by, leaving us no time to collect more joy.

It is said that life lies in density rather than length, so we should be content! Because we once enjoyed that innocence together. If there was no innocence back then, how could there be maturity in the future? Innocence paves the way for maturity, and entering and leaving campus is the process between the two. When we walk out of campus, without the care of teachers and the company of classmates, we may see that the road in front of us is full of thorns. If a mountain can reach its peak in one day, it cannot be called a mountain. The sea can If it dries up in one day, it cannot be called a sea.

As long as we take it one step at a time and persist to the end, I believe that our maturity in life will definitely put an exclamation mark on the innocence we once had! I think we will be mature when we step out of campus... 8. Write an essay on the topic of "walking out of campus". At least 600 words.

Walking out of campus The bell rang. When I was about to walk out of school, I felt a different feeling in my heart than before.

I used to look forward to getting out of school as soon as possible, because once I get out of school I will be free, which is very happy.

But now, I couldn't help but stop, feeling extremely reluctant to let go.

Just because I graduated. Six years of primary school life ended in this way.

This is probably the last time I step out of school. I can’t help but have a lot of thoughts in my mind... I still remember how excited I was when I first stepped into this new school, guided by my strong curiosity. We visited every corner of the school excitedly. Beautiful flower gardens, standardized sports fields, advanced computer rooms, spacious electronic classrooms...all are deeply imprinted in our minds.

In the days that followed, the students gradually became familiar with each other. The flower of friendship blooms brightly and beautifully in the sunshine. Everyone helps each other, is united and friendly, and has won many honors for the class.

Sports meeting. 9. Campus under the Moon Essay 200

"Campus under the Moon" As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world..."Love is everywhere, love yourself, and care for others. .

Zhou Hong’s family and Grandma Li are neighbors. Grandma Li is over 80 years old this year. Her son is working in the city, her daughter is married to Hainan, and her husband has passed away long ago. Grandma Li lives alone. Grandma Li is from the Miao ethnic group. She wears simple Miao clothes every day. She cannot do heavy housework due to her inconvenient legs and walking sticks, so she has been the focus of help for Zhou Hong's family.

On this day, Zhou Hong ran downstairs excitedly, knocked on the door, and saw Grandma Li sitting on the sofa, so she said hello affectionately, "Hello, Grandma!" ". She went to the bedroom to take a look, opened the quilt, and found that the sheets were dirty, and there were two or three pieces of dirty clothes piled on the bedside table.

Zhou Hong picked up the sheets and clothes and ran to the bedroom without saying a word. She went to the bathroom. Zhou Hong brought the washing basin, poured half a basin of warm water, added a tablespoon of washing powder, rubbed it a few times, then found a washboard and started rubbing it carefully. While washing, she chatted with Grandma Li. It made grandma laugh happily.

After a while, the sheets and clothes were washed. Zhou Hong filled two more basins of water, cleaned the sheets and clothes, wrung them out and hung them up to dry. Zhou Hong ran back to the room, took out the broom, swept the floor carefully, and then used the mop to mop the floor clean.

After watching Zhou Hong work for a long time, Li Grandma held her frozen red hands with tears in her eyes, pulled her into her arms heartbrokenly and said loudly: "Xiaohong, although you are not my relative, you are better than my relative, thank you! ".