A poem about campus life, 450 words.

Ah! Our campus is really beautiful! Whenever I ask about the fresh air on campus, I suddenly feel refreshed; Whenever I hear the loud sound of reading on campus, I suddenly feel relaxed and happy; Whenever I see the beautiful scenery on campus, I suddenly feel ecstatic. In spring, the spring girl comes quietly in the singing of birds, and suddenly the whole world becomes full of vitality. In the flower bed, all kinds of flowers compete for good news like spring breeze. I really want to say,' I am the most beautiful! "I smell the best!" This refreshing fragrance attracts hardworking bees, who work hard in the flowers. Not to be outdone, butterflies dance in groups among the flowers. Even the grass quietly leaned out of its little green head and looked around curiously, observing the green world. Students are playing happily on the grass, and the whole campus has become a sea of joy! In summer, the sun scorched the earth, and Mrs. Feng seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with us, hiding without a trace, and the leaves rolled around listlessly. Even the cicada shouted desperately,' It's so hot! How hot it is! The students are all sweating. However, in the school Woods, it is another scene. Dense pine trees are like handfuls of huge umbrellas, blocking the scorching sun. It's hot outside, but it's cool and pleasant here Just the peach blossom garden on campus! In autumn, the whole campus seems to be coated with a layer of golden paint. The tree changed into the golden clothes that Aunt Qiu gave him. The fallen leaves are like lively and clever elves, playing happily in the air, and the cement floor is like a golden carpet, which makes it impossible for people to step on it. The sentence' Eight laurels and ten miles of flowers' is absolutely true. In August, the sweet-scented osmanthus on campus is like a shy little girl, hiding under the leaves and silently emitting her rich fragrance. Hey, what are the students doing? Oh, beautiful chrysanthemums are blooming in various ways. Colorful chrysanthemums attracted the appreciation of the students. In winter, the whole campus is wrapped in silver. On the roof of the classroom, Snow Girl generously sent a thick white quilt. The eaves are covered with crystal icicles, as if inlaid with a delicate lace. In front of the classroom, the Komatsu tree was covered with white snow balls, the breeze blew, and the branches trembled, as if we were nodding. The flower with dead leaves and fallen flowers now seems to have a white flower. On the wide playground, there seems to be a huge Simmons, white and soft. I want to sleep. "jingle bells." After class, the whole campus suddenly boiled. Male students are all alive and kicking, and they like snowball fights best. The playground was filled with smoke, and the wheat-colored snow mass flashed like a meteor, and then white snow fog exploded. Female students like to make snowmen. Several people make two snowballs together, two black glass balls for eyes, a red pepper for nose and a mouth painted with ink. After a while, a snowman cocked his head and smiled like us. Ah! Our campus is really beautiful! I love our campus!