Junior boy-I was looking at flowers at that time, and now there are not half of them.
Senior boy-advise you not to wake up alone, there should be some drunken flowers.
Self-study at night-the night in the daytime is as cool as water, and you can sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
Professional course-the sun is like fire, and Noda's rice and grain are burnt by half.
The bell-like a strong wind in spring, blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
There was a class meeting-talking passionately about palace affairs, but the parrot was afraid to speak in front of him.
Handover fee-tax is questioned, how do they pay? ? Classic verse
Although the strong women are ploughing the fields, the furrows in the east and the west have been broken?
Military training-Stark blew the fifth sound-accompanied by the sound of challenging gongs and drums, the stars and the Tianhe pulse across the three mountains.
Postgraduate entrance examination-thin this year, don't drink, don't grieve for autumn.
Classroom-the place where the Yellow Crane carried saints to heaven a long time ago, now only the Yellow Crane Tower is left.
Networm-nothing to do when idle, red when sleeping in the east. Poetry describing campus life
Graduation-it is sad, especially the general taste in my heart, to cut constantly and to be confused.
This season, people always feel contradictory.
Some people say that this is the harvest season, and freshmen are stepping into the long-cherished university hall to reap the success and joy of hard work in the exam; Some people say that this is the season of parting, because at this time of year, a group of old classmates leave school one by one, bid farewell to their dear teachers and friends, and open up another brand-new and unfamiliar world. Therefore, in this season, many people are always deliberately avoiding those sad poems of Tang and Song Dynasties, always drinking injured beer but pretending to be heroic.
In fact, this season is the most colorful and the closest to the reality of life. Because this season, we flinched and struggled; There are gatherings and scattered; There are forgetfulness and unforgettable memories. This is our college life, affectionate, mysterious, beautiful and pure!
14. Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward. Ten-year Poetry —— Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, so Hengyang Goose can't go safely. -Fan Zhongyan's poem "The Fisherman's Pride" describing campus life
In the autumn of October and August, the wind roared and rolled up my triple grass. -Du Fu's "The Cottage Was Blown by the Golden Wind"
One by one, the golden wind blows endlessly, blowing endlessly to the jade pass. -Li Bai's Midnight Wu Ge Qiu Ge
First, second, if the weather in autumn is not so refreshing, the quiet evening may seem a little sad. -Meng Haoran, "Qiu Deng Wanshan sends Wu Wang"
14. Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward. -Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"
One, three, silver candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies. -Mutu's autumn night