After class, the children gathered here.
Wash your hands and face in an orderly manner.
Or simply put your mouth on the tap.
Fill your stomach with coolness.
When he ran away,
You can hear a bang.
The water in the tap keeps running.
Pulled out of the ground and quickly infiltrated into the ground.
Where it overflowed, a small wetland was formed.
The bell for class is long and short.
The last hand panicked the right hand.
Water, and then stopped singing.
How can wetlands be silent?
We have a new visitor.
A flock of birds of all shapes and sizes.
Come and have a drink before it evaporates at 37 degrees.
Twitter plays with the new seal.
A fledgling "bird"
Graffiti with wind
Those big birds are hovering at low altitude.
Guarding is also a profession
Occasionally, someone stops directly in front of the faucet.
Darkmouth, subtly find the last drop of settlement.
Take a sip of your mouth and flap your wings.
They exchange and share such breaks.
Before summer comes.
I haven't met many people, but I'm no stranger.
No one can guarantee it.
After the summer vacation
He and it can still recognize each other.
Youth grows crazy.
Campus Culture Poetry (2)
dusk
The afterglow of the sunset filled the campus.
Walking alone on the edge of the playground
Enjoy the warmth before darkness.
Near ...
Sparse begonia flower
Record every step of time.
Red covering the ground.
Is it a farewell dinner at dusk?
According to the sound of steel bars outside
Sing in the wind
Shadows in the sunset
It's getting longer and longer.
Time flies and flows quietly.
Just because I miss the residual flowers more.
The sunset disappeared on the horizon.
Poetry about Campus Culture (3)
An accident
I seem to be drifting in hell.
Heartrending pain
rack one's brains
Like a dying leaf.
Waiting for the footsteps of autumn wind.
Peer care.
Sweet words that warm people's hearts
extend a helping hand (to)
Like warm water.
Increase moisture
My dying leaves
Let me bear the ravages of autumn wind and autumn rain
Miraculously brilliant again
return to school
Like going home.
Harmonious
Blood is thicker than water.
Give me a blank sheet of paper.
Competition can play the music of life.
Draw a colorful picture.
thank you
My warm campus
Campus Culture Poetry (4)
In today's
But for my proud home.
And students who are called "favored by heaven"
shameful
They are full of vigor and vitality.
They are in high spirits.
They have a bright future. ...
They,
They have what people give.
Many angelic compliments
They used to be the pride of my heart.
It is they who enrich campus life.
It is they who beautify the campus environment.
It was they who created new songs on campus.
It is they who have promoted the progress of social civilization. ...
It's them too.
Left an embarrassing "story"
Who is it, taking a leisurely walk on the grass?
Who is writing "flowers" on the wall?
Who is it, writing angrily on the desk and chair?
Who was "very happy" during the exam? !
It's them! It's them!
I am proud of the "favored son of heaven"!
Even if, I prefer to believe, it's just their momentary negligence.
Even though, I prefer to believe that these people are only a small part of them.
However, people will still say
It's them, the "favored people"
Destroy campus civilization
Is eroding the beauty of the campus!
I sigh, I cry.
I want to shout with the voice of weeping blood and dripping lips.
Please cherish your behavior.
Please cherish your soul.
Don't let the sacred campus
Be stained with worldly dust
Don't let the campus be civilized
Cry for you!