Zhangjiagang imitates the composition of the Pearl of the Orient with 400 words.

The long-lost sunshine finally dispelled the fog in the morning, shining on the earth, and the warmth floated in the air.

Morning has finally arrived.

Look, the campus is alive again. The grass in front of us is quietly changing: the frozen yellow grass begins to recover and grows green buds; If you look carefully, you will also find that the green grass is dotted with several unknown flowers. Small and exquisite flowers are in full bloom, some are pale yellow and pink ... the colors are very bright. Those big trees in the south of China, which are spring-like all the year round, stand tall and straight on the spring breeze, looking very arrogant: sisal is like a sword, sundew is like a peacock's tail, and palm trees are like a guardian ... Hey, look, when was this tall palm crown pulled by Miss Chun with delicate hands! The peach trees standing in the cold wind have all lost their leaves, leaving only bare branches, but under the blowing of the spring breeze, the branches have revealed a little dazzling vitality.

Gee, a few melodious birdsongs came to my ears. It turns out that in a tall and dense canopy, there are many birds hiding, and they are singing and playing happily in the branches.

I think this beautiful morning is the best gift that Mr. Chun gave to campus!