Third grade campus composition

In our daily study, work and life, everyone has written a composition. A composition is a style that is composed of words and expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. So how do you write a general composition? The following are 6 compositions on the third grade campus that I collected. Welcome to read them. I hope you will like them. 1

Stroll around the campus and recall 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 in the campus have become a wonderful picture. A painted picture of flowers and trees.

in this campus, I love nothing more than the small garden. I like to walk and touch the green stretching out beside 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.

The picture scroll edified by the book fragrance

The whole teaching building, from the cracks in the doors of each class, wafted the sound of reading. Maybe it's ancient classical Chinese or modern prose. No matter what it is, I can feel the pride of Chinese culture from the reading of my classmates; A vision for future life. They all exude an upward vitality. In this reading sound, countless floating Chinese characters printed and printed an ink painting.

The picture painted by the figure

My life in junior high school has slipped away like a blink of an eye for two years. I tried to catch the fast horse's tail, but it was as slippery as oil and ran away without resistance. The figures in my memory are scattered, and now they are constantly replayed. Every word that every teacher has said in class, and the students' laughter and slapstick during class have gradually blurred. Only his figure keeps emerging in my mind-our head teacher. I don't know what kind of magic he used, which can raise a class from grade one to grade three, and make a class achieve nearly 3 excellent English scores. I believe that 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. The hearty autumn wind sent me to a strange campus. On both sides of the road, tall trees are swaying in the sunshine, and their graceful bodies are slim. Like a blonde girl meditating in the breeze. Exquisite eyes seem to see through the whole autumn.

The autumn wind blows away the summer heat, making it cool and comfortable. On the spacious playground, the bouncing people are so lively and always full of youthful colors. A magnificent cash cow next to it shines with golden light. Pieces of yellow under the tree are dazzling yellow. Occasionally, a small seed will gently fall on your head and caress the tip of your hair. It seems that I am still attached to you and have been reluctant to leave for a long time. After a long time, the leaves on the tree will also crumble and scatter all over the floor with the destruction of autumn wind. Riding the wind, running around the playground, the autumn wind that passed by the cheek has also warmed up.

the midday sun shines brightly. Look up at the sky with your head up. Dense leaves are stacked one by one, and you can only see another charming sunshine outside the leaves when you lean sideways. Plumes of gold thread fell on my eyes through the only gap. Black eyes also have a glimmer of brilliance.

In the small garden, small dark bodies kept crawling, as if they were busy with the harvest given by autumn.

The towering walls separate the inside from the outside, and the vitality in the campus is not different from the outside world. The wind in the morning is slightly cool. With the advancement of people, a building in front of us suddenly stands in front of us, which is filled with more than 1, students from Grade One, and has never forgotten the earnest teachings of the first teacher. Then, the loud sound of reading broke out and reached my ears. It was so real. The originally thin oxygen in the air expands rapidly in an instant. The cycle of the four seasons has never been rendered impurity.

the grass grows in the spring breeze and leaves fly in the autumn wind. The youth that permeates the campus is still strong and lively. The same passionate years. Even if the color style is different, we can still change it. The withered leaves can also be turned into nutrients in the soil. Now, we can pick ourselves up again and move on. Our youth is like a fallen leaf. You chase after me to surpass yourself, and we can't let the pit in front of us stand in my way.

On the rocks, some Parthenocissus tricuspidata grew yellow with age. Huang Cancan's vines are entwined one by one. Even after spring, its indomitable temper keeps the body climbing upwards. The sudden storm can't stop its firm belief.

the leaves are fluttering, and they are blown all over the sky by the bright autumn wind. The fallen leaves flying wildly, like butterflies, chased each other in midair for a while, and then quietly stopped in the grass. The plants in the garden are still so young, and a little yellow in the grass really has a flavor. In the dark corner, those trees can't stand the friction of years and have quietly disappeared in the campus.

Every corner of the campus is full of the passion of autumn, which is eagerly awaited by the students here; There are birds chasing each other. Our campus is so energetic and passionate. In this campus, if there is no golden autumn, there will be no joy of success.

In this warm campus, we defend the pursuit. Sow seedlings for next autumn. Passionate campus had our laughter, bitter sweat and tears. We awakened the fallen lion with passion.

The wind in late autumn planted desolate seeds in our hearts. However, passion has softened all loneliness. 3

Now, in 232, the world is changing with each passing day, and our motherland has become more prosperous and powerful. China has ranked first in the world, and we people in China are proud of it. Even the most famous physicists, historians, geographers and astronomers in the world are in China. Not only that, Tsinghua University and Peking University in China rank first and second in the world.

I, too, have become a famous physicist. Twenty years ago, my biggest dream was to hope for world peace. Now, at the age of 32, my biggest dream is to visit my alma mater. I wonder if this dream can be fulfilled?

I returned to Yulin from Beijing with excitement, and found that Yulin has changed a lot, people's living conditions are unknown, and there are countless people driving cars on the road. When I came to the front of Donghuan Primary School, I found that everything here has changed except the name, and even the school site has changed. I walked into the school gate with curiosity, and the campus has become so big-the trees are ten times as big as before, and I don't know what the classroom will be like. At first glance-it's so high, and then count more than a dozen floors carefully, thinking: no, there are more than a dozen floors than we did at that time, because we should take the elevator! Ok, ok! I went up to the sixteenth floor, and when I saw it carefully, it was actually an indoor swimming pool. This swimming pool was divided into two parts, one for junior students and the other for senior students. I couldn't find the dressing room. It turns out that he is on the seventeenth floor of the top floor! This floor is full of dressing rooms, and there are countless ones. There is also a notice posted at the gate, which says which day and which class are in. Almost every class can have a swimming class every week. How nice!

I wanted to find the library, but I couldn't find it anywhere. Isn't there a library? I won't. How can such a big school not have a library? So, I asked a teacher to ask about the situation. He told me that the library is in a three-story building not far from here. If there is anything you don't understand, you can find the school distribution board, which is available in the entrance hall of every building. After thanking the teacher, I went to the library, and I found it. There is really a distribution board in his entrance hall, which clearly describes every building or venue. The distribution board is something that can touch the screen, and you can also find the specific location of a place you want to go by collecting it. Here you can also learn the history of every place in this school. As soon as you enter the library, you will find that there are not only many books here, but also well protected. Students can come here to read books as long as they are in their spare time. Moreover, there are not only good scenery inside, but also good scenery outside. The trees are shaded, so that students can have a rest and look at the scenery outside after reading for a long time. The tables and chairs here are all very advanced, hee hee! There are several air conditioners here!

There are several buildings here, and their functions are different. Moreover, there is a long distance between them. However, you won't feel bored by taking these roads, because there are many beautiful landscapes between them, so you can enjoy them, so you won't feel bored!

I almost want to take a rejuvenation pill, so that I can enjoy the beauty now. I want to make up for what I didn't enjoy when I was a child (though, I have already had a super good life now), so give me a rejuvenation pill quickly! In the early morning, the sun shines into the glass window.

I sat in a chair beside the bed, enjoying a little sunshine bath, picking up my beloved cross stitch and embroidering the morning twilight of the campus. A stitch in the hand, a scene in the mind. How can I forget the morning gloom on campus?

autumn. The cool autumn wind moistens my sleepy eyes like a clear spring, and leaves fall from the sky and fall on the campus gate. The school gate made of brown-red glass hides its former beauty and is decorated with fallen leaves into an oil painting, which is warm and vicissitudes; The iron railing beside the door is not as stiff as usual-autumn leaves are a gift given to the campus by God, which makes the campus so warm and lovely. Three grades, three colors of elves. Look at those Smurfs-like fragments of the sky, so lively and clear; Look at those red elves-like burning flames, so warm and passionate; Look at those green elves, like patches of trees that are reluctant to part with summer, so fresh and carefree. Such a warm campus, such lovely students. Every day, subtle changes are taking place in the morning of the campus, and we walk into the campus with a smile on our faces in such mornings.

in winter. Although it's only after five o'clock, it's already dark. It is said that there are no stars in the sky in Beijing, but in my heart, the night sky above the campus must be starry, because it is a fairy tale in my heart and the cradle of the growth of flowers in the motherland. The streets outside are full of traffic, brightly lit, noisy, wheels rubbing against the ground, and occasionally planes crossing the sky. On campus, there are plenty of students saying goodbye to each other. The lights in the classroom were turned off one after another, and the students put on down jackets and walked out of the school together with a cup of hot milk tea in their hands. The door of the office was also locked. The female teacher was wearing boots and carrying a purse, leaving the campus arm in arm. The male teacher was ready to go home while talking and laughing with his classmates. At this time, the teacher was our closest good friend. The masters in the reception room also put on their coats and closed the gate after making sure that there was no one else in the school. At dusk, the small campus stands quietly in the middle of several streets, like a solemn church, which is particularly quiet in the noisy city. I looked back at it, thinking that my classmates and teachers will continue to live happily here tomorrow, and my mouth turned upward.

The morning twilight of the campus, scene after scene, emerges in my mind, and I embroider it on the plaid-this will be my best memory forever. One day, someone asked me, "Everyone says No.2 Middle School is very beautiful. Is this true?" I confidently replied, "Of course it's true." He asked me again, "Well, what's on your campus?" I replied stupidly: "Well, green trees, red ..." "Hehe, I asked about the specific scenery." He interrupted me, "You know what?" I was stumped and didn't know where to start. So, when I was at school, I deliberately looked for the beauty of the campus.

Sure enough, our campus is really beautiful.

whenever the dim sun sets off the hazy moon still covered with dew, I come outside the school and see the beautiful school gate. The golden electric gate is slowly opened and put into the door opening of the right post. Then, the students walked into the campus and started a new day of study and life. On this school gate, there is a sign with seven golden characters written forcefully: "Yueyang No.2 Middle School".

when you walk into the campus, you are immersed in beauty.

When you step into this beautiful embrace, you will first see a piece of bamboo paper with the words "erudite and steadfast" written on it, which reminds me of "asking questions and thinking closely". I know that I should be a person with extensive knowledge and single-minded ambition.

If you leave the bamboo note and go up, you will see two poetic characters: "Dream Garden". Inside, flowers and plants, thick and faint, fragrant, after the end of a day's study, how comfortable it is to go in and take a walk and sit!

When you leave the "Dream Garden" and look up, a corner of a building full of literary temperament comes into your eyes, that is our teaching building. In the teaching building, we learn and grow in a happy atmosphere every day.

opposite the "erudite" teaching building is the experimental building "Gezhi", in which we have observed interesting slide specimens and swam in the wonderful online world, which really makes people "happy"!

to the left of "erudition" is the cultural wall we love. There, "asking questions" made me understand that if I want to have "flowing water from the source", I should constantly acquire useful knowledge from books; "Rise" made me understand that we are the hope of the new China ...

Leaving the cultural wall and looking through the teaching building, there is a wide field of vision. There is our magnificent sports ground, which is divided into three parts, namely football field, runway and stands. Usually, we play, jump, run and play in this beautiful playground. It is because of our liveliness that our playground is so beautiful.

next to the sports ground, it is a very important place, that is "Siyuan Building". Usually at noon, we eat in it. Why is it called "Siyuan"? This reminds me of "thinking about the source of drinking water", and there is a feeling that people who don't forget to dig wells when drinking water, just as "those who fall behind think about their trees, and those who drink their streams have their sources", reminding us not to forget our roots at all times.

In our school, there are many beautiful places, such as Jingyuan and basketball court ... They all add a lot of luster to my school.

Now, I can say loudly with excitement: "Beautiful No.2 Middle School, I love you! I want to add luster to you. " Grade 3 Campus Composition 6

Our campus life is colorful.