1. "Campus Morning Song"
Thoughts in the early morning
Trapped in a tangled ball of thread
No way to escape
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The sound of books on campus
The ladder of dreams
The chaotic rhythm of unknown birds deep in the weeping willows
Direct expression of melancholy< /p>
The long journey
I am as tired as a emaciated horse on the ancient road
I search for the flowers of the image
Lei
The pomegranate tree showed a fiery smile
Those budding elves
Just like a pair of expectant eyes
My The desk is messy
Dust-covered manuscript paper
Like a resentful woman in the Song Dynasty
Lying alone and crooked
I am in despair
Need a Tianzhu bird
Lead or awaken
The sky is filled with the shyness of a girl
The clouds begin to decorate elegantly
< p>There is a bright light all aroundI vaguely hear the horn of forge ahead
2. "Beautiful Campus"
The spring of the campus,
Like delicate stamens,
A flower wakes up from sleep and spits out its fragrance.
The long hibernation has accumulated energy,
gives the spring campus a breath of life
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The summer on campus,
is like a blooming flower,
after being washed away by thunderstorms,
becomes stronger.
The spring rain is like a girl,
protecting the flowers,
giving the summer campus a jumping note.
Autumn on campus,
is like ripe fruits,
harvesting ripe fruits,
Happiness echoes in the campus.
Wind and rain have made this flower,
go through ups and downs,
give the campus in autumn a sweet smile
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Winter on campus,
Although not as tender as spring,
Although not as cheerful as summer,
Although not as sweet as autumn,
But it has an air of tranquility.
This long rest
can allow the blossoming flowers to bloom again
next year.
3. "Beautiful Campus"
Full of enthusiasm,
walking into the door of the volunteer teaching school,
I put on my sincere smile ,
The beautiful campus is sprinkled with flowers.
Look, look,
the flowers blooming on campus,
are the cradle of my childhood memories,
that was where my alma mater once was of fragrance.
Listen, listen,
The songs of the birds singing happily,
It is the familiar teaching in my ears,
That It is the pride written by my mentor.
Oh,
Beautiful campus,
I want to sow the seeds of knowledge,
decorate your beautiful tomorrow.
4. "Campus Scene"
Approaching the campus
My steps are as light as falling leaves
A green head with The juice of the sun moistens and grows
On the land of breastfeeding
Searching for some clear lines of poetry, the distant light and flowers
At this time, we Relatively silent
Looking at each other but still happy in our own way
You use the most simple way
One bite at a time, feeding
My childhood as I grew taller
I lifted you above my head with my eyes
The river that passed through the village head
The river that kept changing its course< /p>
But never get lost
Your ripples are still rippling to this day
My endless warmth
Warm tables and chairs
Still the same old friends
Strange yet familiar
Still the simple and unsophisticated tables
Chair
Childhood nicknames,
Some nicknames with a strong earthy smell
running around the table happily
Running and running, the flowers bloomed
Crying and screaming, love grew up
The silent blackboard
Pointing pointer
Some familiar voices came from my ears
Blurry and clear
The pointing words returned to their original nature
Moored deep in the details
Moored and indelible in time
The scab of life
Our clock
One The elastic skin that has passed through the wind and rain
Wounded my thin years
into the bone
The mark
hangs high on our In memory
Can’t forget
Don’t dare to forget
Just tap lightly
Baptized by steel
Words transformed into
elves bathed in fire
Soothing our whole
land that has been hurt
Half a piece of rubber
The gaze reaches far enough
But it is still not far enough
Let a returning bird climb the old window lattice
And the silent tables and chairs
A leaf falls in order to express itself
Complete the return
A group of butterflies
In the season Before the transformation
Carry out a self-salvation transfer
Half a small piece of eraser
can polish the bright life from now on
It can also be decorated, as beautiful as yesterday
Wedding dress
The emotion on the land
The thoughts of the grass have grown to half the waist
< p>Some flowers also brightened the sunshineGuided by the wind
Doing the familiar radio gymnastics of the year
Looking slim and graceful
We The gesture is beautiful
A hen
Gathering a group of chickens in the pasture
Calling patiently
We can’t understand The language of p>On the windowsill
Your figure is still green and delicate
The growing leaves sit piously
Every time I read my poems
p>Your temperament is like a flower
Yes, even thousands of miles away
A piece of glass cannot block the sunlight
Please open this window
Don’t be afraid of the wind and rain that comes through time
Including the little sadness
As long as you have it
A heart full of sunshine
Lift your heart above your head
Smile, just smile
The sun will wash away your face