Sunshine
A beam of sunlight penetrates through the branches silently, printing mottled light and shadow on the ground; the warm wind blows lazily, dancing freely on the playground, comfortable It has to make people feel tired. I gently stepped on the carpet made of fallen leaves and listened carefully to the rustling sound coming from under my feet. This is the best music played by nature. The earth is very warm, and I am no longer restrained. I jump and step on the light and shadow in the breeze. The fallen leaves seemed to be alive, changing their tones as I beat. Man and nature play a symphony. There were cheers as the basketball entered the hoop.
Campus
If students are a piece of white paper, then campus life is a palette, rendering our colorful youth on the white paper; The students are like a brocade Supa, and the campus life is a gorgeous silk thread, which outlines our beautiful years on the Supa. The campus is our second home, where our simplicity and innocence bloom freely.
Our campus is very ordinary. Apart from the fact that the air is better than campuses in the city, there seems to be nothing special about it. But it is such an ordinary campus that carries my dreams and becomes the place where my dreams live. Brick by brick, it is not simple. We seem to have passed the age of running and chasing, and we will no longer run wildly on the playground like we did when we were children. At most, we will lean on the wall or railing to bask in the sun, chat and gossip, and if we are a little more lively, we will push each other in the corridor. Playful. As for me, I like to lean against the window, with my heart facing the direction of the sun, squinting my eyes slightly, and feeling the warm comfort. As soon as the school bell rang, everyone walked into the classroom one after another and opened the textbooks that were infused with the flavor of the sun. The sound of books was carried by the wind to every corner of the campus.
Partner
A good friend once said something to me, which moved me extremely. She said: "Meeting you is the greatest luck in my life." Tears filled my eyes at that time, and I covered my mouth tightly to prevent my expression from being too "ferocious". Seeing my appearance, she smiled and joked: "I wouldn't have told you if I had known about it. Who knew you were so easily moved." Yes, I seem to be too easily moved. My friend handed me a hand when I was thirsty. Give me a glass of water and I will be moved; my friend will help me solve a problem and I will be moved. But being moved is to understand from the little things in life. You don't need the other party to do earth-shattering things for you, as long as she remembers to be good to you, it is enough.
I have known her for eight years and have become best friends who talk about everything. She is the most interesting spice in my dull days, day after day, year after year. Ever since we met, she and I have liked a place where no one is around to talk to each other, and it is the same now. Under the big tree in the school that combines sunshine and shadow is a place we often go to. We like to lean side by side on tree trunks, with our upper bodies in the shadow and our lower bodies in the sun, and then gently tell each other our troubles, and the other party can always make simple and effective suggestions. That big tree witnessed our growth and the transformation of an ignorant girl into a sensible girl. However, Grandpa Dashu, you can’t tell our secrets!
The sun, moon and stars will rise in the east and set in the west, and reincarnations will change, but every day is brand new; those rays of sunshine will not last long. It will no longer be the same as before, but the warmth will remain the same; the friendship between friends will eventually become more mellow with the passage of time. I hope we can walk together and bask in the sunshine of the campus.
Time never gets old and we won’t be apart, okay?