Followed by the long-lost first cicada. Summer, that's it.
Summer is like a young man. When the scorching sun is in the sky, the scorching sunshine is his bright smiling face, the generated heat is his exuberant breath, the lush vegetation is his thick hair, the rising mountain torrents are his strength, and the showers that come and go in a hurry are his temper. The green of summer, splashing ink between heaven and earth, paints a colorful picture under the blue sky and white clouds.
What catches your eye is either dark green or green, which is completely out of the foundation of goose yellow. It is so lush, no longer shallow and immature, showing the level of life incisively and vividly. It absorbs the strong sunshine with passion and breathes out the pure breath leisurely, which makes you feel refreshed and enjoy the coolness in such a green shelter.
However, something unexpected happened that day. Yin-yang clouds and Yin-yang electricity kiss each other in the afternoon. Lightning is the casual expression of affectionate eyes, thunder is their happy laughter, and the rainbow of seven colors after rain is the crystallization of their love. Blue sky, white clouds and gorgeous rainbows interweave the most beautiful scenery in midsummer.
In the pond, the lotus flower that bid farewell to the bud is blooming with a beautiful smile. Under the breeze, a green skirt danced, Tingting's charming and reserved posture, and in the condensed fog, a graceful woman recited the poem "Lotus beads are broken and round". Beautiful branches are showing you the summer customs and making you feel uncomfortable. When I suddenly look back, it is already "the lotus leaf is infinitely blue the next day, and the lotus is different in color."
Summer nights are always full of charming colors, a little deep but romantic. The clouds in the sky are colorful and beautiful under the mapping of the sunset glow.
A bright moon hangs as high as a silver mirror, reflecting the brightness of water. In the chirping of frogs and insects, the stars blinked naughtily and enjoyed the shadows dancing happily. At this time, the cool breeze gently dispelled the troubles and worries of the day.
Summer is colorful, tranquility is lake blue, purity is milky white, nobility is beige, enthusiasm is red, elegance is silver gray, solemnity is dark black ... Colorful colors fill the warm summer. Elegant daisies, fragrant tulips, exquisite camellias, charming peonies ... faint courtyard fragrance pervades.
Crispy frog drums, noisy cicadas, the buzzing of gnats, birds singing tactfully ... rich sounds are filled with faint air, which is the charm of summer. Let winter wake up, let spring shine, let summer be colorful, let autumn shine and let life be colorful.
With the nourishment between heaven and earth, there is a strong vitality. Because of mutual love, there are spring flowers and autumn fruits.
Through the charming spring, ushered in the prosperity of summer, so colorful, brilliant and warm. This summer is beautiful. It inherits the vitality of spring, contains the maturity of autumn and shows the spirit of stirring summer.
2. The description of the campus scenery in summer is 1. Summer is green. If you walk into our school, you will find the campus is covered with green: big trees and small trees are green, and the grass is green. The banyan tree is tall and straight. Looking up, a bright green leaf shines in the sun, showing endless vitality.
2. In summer, cicadas cry in the tree. The summer sun shines on the lush trees on campus, the leaves are golden, the flowers in the flower pond are in full bloom, and a peach tree and an apricot tree on the playground are blooming with a few pale pink flowers ... In summer, the campus is colorful.
3. Come to campus with heat in summer. Rows of trees on campus are handfuls of green umbrellas. After class, let's play and play in the shade. It's our paradise. In summer, the campus is full of flowers. The campus is like a big garden, attracting many butterflies to dance among the flowers.
Summer is coming, and the campus is full of cute little dragonflies. They are like small planes flying in the sky. The campus in summer has become an ocean of joy. Look! The students are sweating and having fun on campus.
5. In summer, cicadas cry in the tree. The summer sun shines on the lush trees on campus, the leaves are golden, the flowers in the flower pond are in full bloom, and a peach tree and an apricot tree on the playground are blooming with a few pale pink flowers ... In summer, the campus is colorful.
When summer comes, the campus becomes more beautiful. In flower beds of various shapes, colorful flowers are competing with each other, red as fire and white as snow ... groups of beautiful butterflies are flying freely among the flowers.
When summer comes, Miss Xia puts on a green dress for our lawn. Grass is more proud, standing in the flower bed of the campus like a guard. It grew taller after the rain. I don't think it was so spectacular when it first poked its head out. You can have fun, carefree and free on it.
8. The campus is thriving in summer. In front of the teaching building, there is a row of tall school trees-camphor "standing" in front of us, as if guarding the campus. There is a row of locust trees next to Cinnamomum camphora, whose leaves are hanging upside down, like claws touching the lawn, as if whispering to the lawn. There is a row of holly around the campus wall, and its branches and leaves are covered with the wall. Its leaves are black and green, shining in the sun.
9. On the right side of the flower bed is the playground. Sometimes, students sit on the playground and exercise, alas! It's really lively! A breeze blew, and the teak tree next to it was like a big umbrella covered with green velvet. Lush leaves constantly exude refreshing fragrance, and the leaves rustle with the wind, as if cheering for the children on the playground. The buttonwood tree sticks out its branches, and a tree guards its home like a soldier.
10, summer has come, and the young trees have grown tall and grown up. When you walk in from the campus gate, you will feel that every tree around you is welcoming you and nodding to you. You will be happy to see them.
1 1. On the lawn of the campus, the grass grows lush and the flowers are full of fragrance. The grass always stands firmly, which adds a lot of vitality to summer. The little flower seems to bow down and whisper to the grass!
12, in a blink of an eye, summer has come, the campus in summer is different, and the new buds on the osmanthus tree have turned dark green. But the campus looks so listless. You see, the flowers are withered by thirst, and the young trees are smoking on their hot heads! It can be said that summer is really hot.
13 Suddenly, a bird song interrupted my reverie. I looked up and saw that it was a group of birds playing. Cicada, birds, bees, butterflies and flowers form a beautiful picture; The sound of birds singing, reading and singing is like a summer symphony. ...
14. On the playground in summer, the hibiscus tree is full of pink hibiscus flowers, which is very beautiful. Like a beautiful umbrella, hibiscus flowers slowly fall from the tall hibiscus tree in the breeze. Hibiscus flowers always give off a faint fragrance.
15, summer campus, lush foliage, flowers in full bloom. This is also a green campus. The sky in summer is blue and profound, and the white clouds are as white as white cotton. It's beautiful!
3. What is the poem "Farewell to Cambridge" describing a beautiful campus?
Xu zhimo now
I left quietly,
When I came softly;
I waved gently,
Say goodbye to the western clouds.
Golden willow by the river,
Is the bride in the sunset;
Shadows in the waves,
Ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud,
Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;
In the gentle waves of He Kang River,
I would like to be an aquatic plant!
A pool in the shade of elm trees,
Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky;
Crushed between floating algae,
Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Lift a long pole,
Back to greener grass;
Full of stars,
Play songs in a starry place.
But I can't play songs,
Quiet is a farewell flute;
Summer insects are also silent for me,
Silence is Cambridge tonight!
I left quietly,
Just as I came quietly;
I waved my sleeve,
Don't take away a cloud.
Extended data:
1, campus community:
Campus community is an important part of campus life. Every campus has a variety of campus clubs, from student unions to literary clubs.
2. Campus publications:
Campus journals are also essential on campus. They bear the campus culture, enrich students' campus life and serve as a platform for students to exchange literature or professional knowledge.
3. Campus life:
Campus is a place where students live and study, and all activities on campus belong to campus life. Most of campus life focuses on learning, supplemented by extracurricular activities, and follows the outline of quality education promulgated by the Ministry of Education to train qualified intellectuals for the society.
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4. Campus Landscape Poems Campus Four Seasons Songs
Golden campus
We came noisily.
Young mind
Full of infinite expectations
The world in plain clothes
We let off steam.
Passionate feelings
The colorful life of radiation
Green campus
Those ignorant teenagers
Publicize the glory of life
Appreciate the infinity of knowledge
Hot campus
Those young faces
Full of knowledge
Looking forward to the new school year
Four seasons campus
Every year is more colorful.
at once
We have grown up.
therefore
With the joy of growing up
We left silently.
Ah, campus (Author: cloud chasing the moon)
When I was a child, the campus hung high in the blue sky.
See her and hear her.
It's like embracing the stars all over the sky is my yearning.
When I entered school, the campus squeezed into my heavy schoolbag.
Love her and hate her.
Like, following a long stream makes me happy and confused.
After graduation, the campus grew on a lush tree.
Taste her.
It's like saying goodbye to a first-love person, which makes me feel very sad.
Now, the campus is finally stuck in my wonderful life picture.
No matter how close to her, no matter how far away from her.
They all seem to be holding high the sails of mature love and facing the fiery red sun.
Fly.
Are you a senior or a junior? I'm afraid you're still young, and
How beautiful our campus is.
On campus, flowers are in full bloom,
Bees, collect honey.
Come and see, in the corridor,
Students' works are all over the wall,
There is calligraphy, there is painting,
There are also paper-cuts and handicrafts.
In the classroom, new desks and chairs,
Can be lifted and moved,
Four wheels are at the bottom of the table.
Move a little and it will be aligned.
The multi-function hall is great,
Physical projection DVD
Watch movies, watch animations,
You can dance and play games.
There are new faces everywhere,
5. Ancient poems describing campus scenery, hymns about autumn.
Arctic ~ ~ ~ じ ve ~
1. Autumn Heart
Autumn mood
Like a pair of flying wings
Let the pleasant feeling fly
The sky is higher and bluer.
In the wider sky, I don't hesitate.
Downwind direction
forward
Free walk
~ ~ ~ Love Arctic Jun's poem "Autumn Heart Wing"
2. butterflies in the wind
Butterflies in the wind
Lost the bright red rose
In the autumn of confetti and gold fans
be bright in the eye
Always thought
Fallen leaves are your other half.
Fly with fallen leaves
Withered by fallen leaves
~ ~ ~ Love Arctic Jun's poem "Autumn Heart Wing"
3. Throw the past in the autumn rain and cry.
Throw the past in the autumn rain
Wandering shoes are used to crying.
advance
Will get lost in the fallen leaves
weaken
Summer is still a secret that cannot be opened.
~ ~ ~ Love Arctic Jun's poem "Autumn Heart Wing"
4. Ask you, ask yourself?
On a starry night,
And the moon with you.
In the autumn wind blowing season
Is there still a sweet candy worth remembering?
~ ~ ~ Love Arctic Jun's poem "Autumn Heart Wing"
5. Maple leaves in the afternoon
The sunshine in late autumn
hemorrhagic
incarnate
Maple leaves in the afternoon
Put this waste heat
Put it in the envelope.
Send it to a colder night.
~ ~ ~ Love Arctic Jun's poem "Autumn Heart Wing"
6. the last fairy tale
I am a piece.
Leaves that have just lost hope
Be on cloud nine, want to realize
Last wish
Is to lie on the road you pass.
Let go of your steps.
In this difficult city
Give you one last touching touch.
~ ~ ~ Love Arctic Jun's poem "Autumn Heart Wing"