Teachers and parents have the same heart. I hope we can grow up healthily.
In the lush days, we walked into the joy of the new campus and sang happily in the safe campus;
In the lush days, we swim in the new campus, the ocean of knowledge, and weave dreams with teachers;
In the lush days, we are willing to use the notes of mood to compose a happy movement of a harmonious new campus.
Our new campus is beautiful and harmonious. When the first ray of sunshine in the morning quietly falls on the earth and on the campus, I often enjoy unspeakable comfort with the breeze blowing from my ear, happily carrying English words on my back and singing beautiful poems. In a beautiful environment, everything in the new campus looks so bright, and my memory is surprisingly good. The joy of harvesting knowledge has become a force that inspires me to make progress. In the sunny window, there came the sound of reading, how like a group of jumping notes, which played the voice of our cross-century generation. Diligence, erudition and striving to be the first have become the pursuit of every student in our experimental middle school.
I like the beauty of the new campus.
I love the classroom with loud books, the vast playground, the green lawn, teachers like my mother and classmates like my brothers and sisters. This campus is full of our laughter, leaving us a step of growth and laying a solid foundation for our growth.
The blue sky is like the heart of white clouds. I hope pigeons can fly freely.
Teachers and parents have the same heart. I hope we can grow up healthily.
In the lush days, we walked into the joy of the new campus and sang happily in the safe campus;
In the lush days, we swim in the new campus, the ocean of knowledge, and weave dreams with teachers;
In the lush days, we are willing to use the notes of mood to compose a happy movement of a harmonious new campus.
Our new campus is beautiful and harmonious. When the first ray of sunshine in the morning quietly falls on the earth and on the campus, I often enjoy unspeakable comfort with the breeze blowing from my ear, happily carrying English words on my back and singing beautiful poems. In a beautiful environment, everything in the new campus looks so bright, and my memory is surprisingly good. The joy of harvesting knowledge has become a force that inspires me to make progress. In the sunny window, there came the sound of reading, how like a group of jumping notes, which played the voice of our cross-century generation. Diligence, erudition and striving to be the first have become the pursuit of every student in our experimental middle school.
I like the beauty of the new campus.
I love the classroom with loud books, the vast playground, the green lawn, teachers like my mother and classmates like my brothers and sisters. This campus is full of our laughter, leaving us a step of growth and laying a solid foundation for our growth.