There, there are clouds, clouds, and sunshine; there, neat buildings, wide playground, simple but also reveals its extraordinary, that is, the most beautiful campus engraved in my heart.
When the sun's brilliance fell to the ground, the campus was busy again after a silent night. It's a school tradition that I like. It makes everyone feel hard and has enhanced their sense of responsibility. The students on duty arrived at the campus early and cleaned every health corner carefully. There are more and more people. Those who enter the campus can always hear the sincere and polite greetings. Every student has a smile on his face. Such a vibrant campus is beautiful!
Cheers came out from the stadium. It was a basketball match. Everyone tried their best, and the sweat of douda rolled down their faces. Although it was just a practice, they all regarded it as a formal competition and never let it go. I can't help but feel moved when I look at it. The figures galloping on the basketball court are undoubtedly spreading the spirit of hard work, not to abandon, not to give up, to score the ball to encourage myself, and to lose is still full of confidence. When someone falls down, someone immediately lifts him up and gives him water. The concern between classmates is also reflected incisively and vividly at this moment. It seems like a casual little moment, a normal little competition, but it inherits the spirit of the real students. This campus full of fighting spirit is really beautiful!
In the other corner of the campus, a calligraphy competition is going on, one stroke at a time, horizontal and vertical, one by one beautiful Chinese characters leap onto the paper. Everyone's eyes are full of seriousness. There is only a "rustle" of paper and pen contact in this classroom, "it's almost time." The teacher reminded, but no one showed panic, calm, indifferent, as if already calculated the time. I helped the teacher to collect the paper. The words on the paper surprised me. Regular script was neat and powerful. The running script was smooth, like running clouds and flowing water. There were also some unknown fonts. In fact, all the students are hidden. It's so beautiful that the campus is full of ink!
I'm studying at night. My classmates are doing their homework. Suddenly I smelled a faint fragrance, but drove away the anxiety in my heart. Looking out of the window and relying on the light, I saw vaguely that it was a osmanthus tree, the green leaves of a tree, still showing their vitality in autumn, unknown, but still standing proudly. Such a campus full of flowers is so beautiful!
After class, I always like to sit alone and watch other students play with each other, playing with the most childish stone scissors, but I still enjoy it. The hearty laughter infects me, which is the purest joy. A group of girls in a circle. What are they talking about? My eyes moved, and I found you giggling at me. In the most beautiful campus, I met the most beautiful friendship. Such a campus full of true feelings, so beautiful!
The fragmentary pictures flashed from my mind, including laughter, crying, perseverance in the face of challenges, and the most beautiful and pure friendship.
This campus is so beautiful!