Poetry campus composition

In normal study, work or life, many people have come into contact with some classic poems, which are full of musical beauty, and sentences are generally in rows, paying attention to the beauty of structural form. What are the widely used poems? The following are four campus poems I compiled for you. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like them.

Poetry Campus Composition 1 Dawn gradually opens the night, another beautiful morning, another round of new sun, coming to the world with beauty and blessings.

With the crowd getting up early, I came to school with a happy and comfortable mood. A fresh air mixed with cool breeze came to my nose, and I took a deep breath and felt very comfortable.

Walking on campus, flowers and plants are full of vitality, and crystal dew drops one after another on delicate flowers and green leaves like pearls. At this time, the birds in the tree began to chirp and sing beautiful songs.

Look, the playground is very lively. Students entered the campus one after another, and some students began to clean the campus to make it cleaner. Some students are reading the text aloud and fighting for the final exam; Some students are exercising to make themselves stronger. ...

A red sun rises slowly from the eastern horizon. The light will not be as dazzling as the noon sun, nor will it be as weak as the dusk sun. It looks gentle and affectionate!

Poetry Campus Composition 2 Study and live on campus.

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.

Poetry Campus Composition 3 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' uncle 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

The tail of the north wind

Sweep the spring girl's green skirt

Naughty Lantern Festival

Still rolling in mom's pot

Heavy bag

Full of attachment to parents

A crowded bus

Full of laughter during the Spring Festival.

Lonely for a month

The campus has opened its mind.

Peach blossoms in full bloom

Crowded in classrooms and playgrounds

The grass was awakened.

Put your head out and stretch.

It asked the Rong Shu brothers.

What time is it now?