It is a kind of happiness and beauty in itself.
The grass probe brings out the fragrance of the earth.
Bauhinia is covered with purple.
The weeping willow branches are swaying in the spring dance.
Magnolia gives off a faint fragrance.
Even if the flowers fall.
Can only take away all your sadness.
The rest of the fruit grows happily.
Even if the leaves are yellow
I can only thank autumn.
Autumn goes to winter to give birth to the next dream.
Full of vigor and vitality.
The sound of books echoes in my ears.
With young children.
life
Always full of the breath of spring.
Beautiful and happy.
In my spring, my campus.
Chapter two: Poetry describing campus approaches campus.
My steps are as light as leaves.
A green skull grows in the juice of sunlight.
Breastfeeding place
Look for some clear lines, distant lights and flowers.
At this point, we are relatively silent.
Look at each other but still be happy in your own way.
You use the simplest method
Bite by bite, hello
My childhood growing up
I lifted you above my head with my eyes.
The one opposite the village head
A river that keeps changing its direction.
But never get lost.
Your ripples, so far
Still rippling
My eternal warmth
Warm tables and chairs
Or those old friends
Unfamiliar and familiar
Or those simple ones that can't be simpler.
Tables and chairs
My childhood nickname,
Some nicknames have a strong earthy flavor.
Run merrily on the table
Run and run, and the flowers will bloom.
Shouting, love has grown up.
That silent blackboard hanging high.
Pointing pointer
Some familiar voices came from my ears.
Vague and clear
Point to the text to return to the original text.
Stop in the depths of detail
Stopping in time cannot be erased.
Scar of life
Our "moment"
A weathered bullet skin.
Put your thin years
Hurt a bone
Find; to find out
Hanging high in our memory.
I can't forget it.
Dare not forget.
Just be gentle
Be tempered and baptized by steel
A paragraph of text became
The spirit of bathing fire
Soothe our whole
Wounded land.
Half a rubber
Eye contact is enough.
But it's still not enough to get there
Let a returning bird climb the old window lattice.
And silent tables and chairs.
A leaf that expresses itself
Completed the return of the fall.
A flock of butterflies
Before the season changes
Self-redemption transfer
Half a little eraser?
You can polish your life from now on.
It can also be decorated, as beautiful as yesterday.
bottom drawer
Touch the earth
The heart of the grass has grown to half a waist.
Some flowers can also polish the sun.
Guided by the wind
Do broadcast gymnastics that I am familiar with.
Looks slim and elegant.
Our posture is beautiful.
A hen
Gather a flock of chickens on the grass.
Take the trouble to call.
A language we don't understand.
Time footage has also been translated.
Sometimes focusing
Sometimes elongated
Thinking about flowers
Above the windowsill
Your figure is still green and beautiful.
The developing leaves sit piously.
Every time I read my poem,
Your temperament is like a flower.
Yes, even thousands of miles away.
A piece of glass cannot stop the sun.
Please open this window.
Don't be afraid of wind and rain.
Including a little sadness.
As long as you have it.
A heart full of sunshine
Hold your mind above your head.
Smile, just smile.
Sunshine will wash away your face.
Chapter Three: Poems about Campus Dear Brothers
Walk the campus with me this winter.
On a calm morning
or
Silent dusk
Let's go to 14 building.
Look at that stubborn building manager.
Those nights when I accidentally came home late.
He always blames me.
That old meal card
Can you still open the door of Unit 3?
I want to go upstairs
Go back to our dormitory
Watch basketball rolling on the ground.
Listen to your hearty laughter.
My classmate is lying on my bed.
You can understand our sentimentality.
The basketball in the dormitory is missing.
You must be waiting for me at the stadium.
Let me throw another ball.
Even air balloons.
Go to the library?
I didn't read any books I borrowed last time.
You're going to deduct money again
Library-a place with high population density, but I am the only one.
Can you still find the back of the book in your hand?
Mirror lake or still lake?
There should be some endorsed children in the morning, right?
If it's dusk
It should be a world of lovers.
Tian e you ran
Lover lingering
I sat quietly by the lake.
Wait quietly
You are about to pass by.
Looking at lover's slope from a distance
The place I've always wanted to go, but I'm not qualified to go this time.
If no one
I also want to go up and have a look.
perhaps
There is also the sweetness left by couples on the grass.
The air is still full of romance.
I want to lie down.
Look at that drunken face on the horizon.
walk on
Follow that familiar road
Wait for the street lamps to open their eyes one by one.
Put on headphones.
Listen to my favorite song.
Covered with soft lights
go straight
Walk through every corner we haven't been to.
Tell a story from the past.
those years
We skipped class together.
those years
The girl we chased together.
also
Those people like it.
Miss your morning
Chapter four: Poetry describes a group of lovely birds in front of the campus rockery.
Whispering in foraging and frolicking.
This is their happy kingdom.
There is no external intrusion.
Ah, the beautiful campus is very quiet.
Poplar swayed gently in the breeze.
Cicada in the tree is chirping happily.
This is their happiest season.
Enjoy the beauty of growing up in singing.
Ah, the beautiful campus is very quiet.
The desks and chairs in the office are sleeping quietly.
Dreaming of warm dependence.
It's a little lonely to leave your master.
Looking forward to seeing the teacher's smile again.
Ah, the beautiful campus is very quiet.
There are no jumping symbols on the blackboard.
And no little hands to draw on it.
Rows of neat desks in front of me.
Remember every voice, every face, every smile.
Ah, the beautiful campus is very quiet.
Why can't you see the children dancing?
Why can't you see the children running and jumping?
The wide playground is not happy either.
The school day is coming soon.
Ah, the beautiful campus is very quiet.
I came to school again in the summer vacation.
The scenery in front of us is so beautiful.
Think of lovely classmates.
Can't help but show relief and pride.
Ah, the beautiful campus is very quiet.
Waiting for the autumn wind to blow through the high treetops.
The children returned to their warm arms.
Everywhere is full of vitality.
We will water the green seedlings again.
Ah, the beautiful campus is very quiet.
Although the teacher left school temporarily
This responsibility has not diminished at all.
They are carefully preparing.
The fire in my heart is burning stronger and stronger.
Ah, the beautiful campus is very quiet.