An essay about the campus after the rain

I got up early and came to the campus. The campus is quiet and beautiful after the rain: the poplars on both sides of the campus stand upright, which seems to add a little spirit. The new leaves fluttered in the wind as if waving to me. At this time, the campus was silent, only the sound of water drops could be heard, and the whirlpool of backwater swam like a small fish, which added a little fun to the campus.

The solemn flag-raising platform is bright and dull after being washed away by rain. The marble flag platform seems to see people's shadows.

In the flower bed in front of the teaching building, colorful flowers are more vivid and covered with crystal clear dew. There are pink begonias, lilac magnolias and nameless flowers as white as jade in the flower bed. In the morning after the rain, they spread their petals and danced lightly with the wind, as if enjoying the bright and cool fresh breath. I can smell the fragrance, as if a girl in spring is waving perfume in the air with colored pens. The fragrance is overflowing and refreshing.

I don't know which bird in the tree opened its voice and chirped, breaking the silence of the campus and composing a beautiful movement. Then, as if reminded, the birds cheered together and let me enjoy a campus symphony after the rain.

The white office building looks cleaner after the rain. It seems to be silently waiting for the children to return, waiting for the sound of reading in the classroom again.

The parallel bars, table tennis table and basketball stand in the backyard seem to wake up from a dream. Like their good friends, they all have a lively and jumping heart, as if to say, "Why haven't you come yet?" Such fine weather, such fine air, what a wonderful activity! "

Appreciate, appreciate, the students came one after another and marveled at the beautiful campus after the rain.

Ah! Campus after rain, I praise you!