When I walked into the campus, I bumped into a crowded crowd with the breeze, which smelled of dew and banyan flowers. The morning is really refreshing.
That banyan tree was the first old friend I visited. Ah, old banyan, you look like a respected old man. Have you been standing at this door for hundreds of years? You are like an open umbrella. How many people can enjoy the cool under you? You stand up straight, guarding our beautiful campus. Years are long, only you are tall and straight.
I came to a row of poplars, and the leaves whispered to me. The first tree is my bosom friend. They heard the endless sound of reading the text face to face.
Everything in this campus, which is not my friend? I greeted them eagerly: Hello, Purple Grape, can you show me a bunch of fruit? Hello, tall flagpole, there is a five-star red flag hanging on your head that will never fall. Hello, the magnificent teaching building, your beautiful porcelain board, makes a loud reading sound. Hello, tall and straight bamboo, your furry body, is it telling us to sit up straight when writing? Hey, naughty sparrow, what are you twittering about? I guess you are talking about the scene where students study hard.
Picking up a piece of waste paper, I saw the whiteness and beauty of campus. Picking up a fallen leaf and counting the laws of veins, I discovered the mystery of nature.
School is about to start, so I should go home. I waved my hand and said goodbye to my friends on campus. Brought back a good mood, good memories and a lot of knowledge.