Campus short poems and modern poems

Lead: Campus is poetry, and campus is painting. Campus is a long river of history, and campus is like the red leaves of Xiangshan. This is the ocean of poetry, and this is the paradise of flowers. We cultivate here, and we harvest here. The following short campus poems and modern poems are arranged by me for you, hoping to help you!

Campus after rain

Campus after rain

It is so dark

But that charming beauty

But still visible.

separate

Holding a leisurely flower umbrella

Walking in the Woods of Huishe

In the humid air

The smell of the earth is spreading.

The smell of grass is so romantic.

Close your eyes.

in front of you

My heart has drifted away.

I am a homeless child.

In the vast desert

Dreaming of a dreamy cabin

I want to stay. I don't want to go back.

From now on, no matter sunrise or sunset, the scorching sun in first frost.

Go wandering for yourself.

Wandering around the small house

Leave a trail of footprints to cover up the scar.

Full of hope.

worryingly

Keep waiting

Every starry night

Make up a fairy tale with the deepest heart and tell it to the cabin.

Fairy tales pass away like meteors.

A lot of waiting is flowing

My tapping fingers became stiff.

But I knocked and knocked.

The hut is like a silent grave.

Suppress desire, suppress enthusiasm

Let all persistence be infected with winter rain, frost and snow.

Shine in the cold north wind

The night is deep.

As deep as the sea.

The sea is infinitely dry.

Dry up into an endless desert

Silent-

Wait or meditate?

Like a torch

Hanging in the air

Burning the last passion

Bear a sadness.

When I give you my last smile

It's time to say goodbye to you and start over.

Fantastic house

I can't knock on your silent wooden door any more.

Despite the heavy burden

Despite the difficulties

Poetry dancing on campus

Always after losing it

Know how to have

Just like on campus.

The corner of every lost poem

Grass stained with dew.

We once touched the top of his head together.

When the dew falls silently

There is a story buried with him.

And dandelions at the root of the fence.

Round velvet

Clear and transparent

You and I reached out our fingers at the same time and touched them naughtily.

Fly your dreams like dandelions.

Most importantly, teachers.

Midnight window

Bright lights

Like a sleeping poem

Never read with your heart.

Time is always joking with regret.

Sprinkle your youth like glass beads.

Look back after it.

The lawn of youth exudes naughty light everywhere.

Let's be sad in our dreams.

The reality is more melancholy.

The most ruthless is when you are young.

Just let us have a beautiful dream.

Just welcome the sunshine outside from the fragrant campus.

Give you a gentle wave at the school gate.

Youth began its own voyage.

Look at your back

That poem has been scattered on your way home ever since.

The most beautiful thing is that you smile and look back at that corner.

Long hair is as light as wicker.

Spread poetry line by line

Wave for the last time in the distance

Write a poem without an ending sentence.

You and I never looked back.

The campus in my heart

I want to borrow a pair of wings from the sky.

Let me invite Baiyun to fly with me.

Limited height.

Like a rope

Tolerance can make me stronger.

I want to borrow a huge wave from the ocean.

Let me be like all waves

Turn over and rush.

You may pass through countless islands on the way.

But I will, as always

Always stick to my direction

I want to borrow a beam of lightning.

The hope of lighting the crescent moon on a rainy night

……

all

Maybe this is all fantasy.

In the eyes of others

The wishes of our students

Just being praised by others

But the truth tells them

We also have ambitions.

Today we are gathered in the campus.

Look at the lights that have been lit.

A restless force is surging in my heart.

On the road of one's own choice

We have had tears and injuries.

What never happened was to give up the ideal.

It's the kind of madness that gives up pursuing.

Spread everything on the road of life

We found that we need more than talent.

As the quality and skills continue to grow.

We are no longer lonely and confused.

Only cherish and respect.

I won't let my heart wander

Only care and understanding.

Will bring happiness to Man Cang.

When we harvest "starlight" again and again

Facing the future battlefield

Expectations in our eyes

Look straight at tomorrow's sun.

For the motivation in my heart

Finding North

Campus breakfast

Spring on campus,

Like delicate stamens,

Wake up flowers and spit out fragrance.

Hibernate for a long time, save energy,

Let the campus in spring have the breath of life.

Summer on campus,

Like a blooming flower,

After a thunderstorm, I became stronger.

Spring rain is like a girl, caring for flowers.

Let the summer campus have jumping notes.

Autumn on campus,

Like a ripe fruit,

Harvest ripe fruits, and happiness reverberates in the campus.

The wind and rain made this flower go through ups and downs.

Let the campus in autumn have a sweet smile.

Winter on campus,

Although not as gentle as spring,

Although not as pleasant as summer,

Although not as sweet as autumn,

But there is an atmosphere of peace.

This long rest can make the flowers bloom again next year.

Campus path

The path on campus,

Always emerge in silent dreams.

Is budding youth,

It's a childish impulse,

It was the whisper in the promise that night.

Don't say you are lonely,

In order to uncover long-forgotten memories,

Let the poetic dream of yesterday reappear.

The path on campus,

Your crying face,

Write down my immortal poems.

Your smile,

Engraved with how much regret we have.

The path on campus,

It's a shy fairy tale,

Carve our youth like water as soon as possible.