campus
There is a school. From the moment it was established,
Sincere love, seeking beauty,
Is the goal of her struggle;
From the founding of the school to now,
Experienced wind and waves,
But,
Sincere love, seeking beauty,
These eight words are still being explored.
Has become a part of her soul,
She is Huamei College.
Kindergarten, primary school, junior high school,
Ordinary high schools, China-Canada international high schools,
Canadian-British-Australian University Preparatory Course,
Compatible with eastern and western educational civilization,
Cultivate modern elites in China.
Neat elites have built a solid history,
Witnessed the pursuit of truth and perfection by Huamei Academy.
now
Walking through the stormy gorgeous college,
Finally ushered in the sunny season,
A weather-beaten body can stand tall and straight freely,
Elegant teachers, handsome students, beautiful campus.
During the day,
The enthusiastic students began a busy day.
Lang Lang's reading sound is like the most beautiful music.
Classroom after classroom echoed with the teacher's voice.
Or loud and clear.
Or the deep and elegant sound of reading,
Sometimes mixed with students' slightly immature questions,
Slightly upturned face is as smooth as a flower.
Absorb the nectar of knowledge.
At night,
The homing birds took away the last sunset,
Then the bright lights in the classroom,
The bewildered students seized the last time of the day.
The constant discovery in the sea of books made them ecstatic.
Beautiful Huamei Academy
On the long road of seeking truth and perfection
She has experienced glorious or dim years,
Looking back suddenly,
Footprints of different shades are everywhere on the land behind him.
Has been full of gorgeous flowers of truth.
Describing campus poetry II
Campus close-up
Although it is not a towering tree.
be deeply rooted
It won't wither
Countless expansions
As a heartbeat
I'm sure I won't stand still in difficulties.
Don't always swing in the old place.
A leaf conveys faith.
In the dark, in the desert, in all dreams.
Those with feet go further and become mountains.
Those with wings fly higher like stars.
Beyond Space
Many flowers are talking nonsense.
The original epigram
Describe campus poetry 3
Poetry dancing on campus
Author: Guo Bin
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 from the fragrant campus ushered in the sunshine outside.
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 your smiling back in the 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.