Poetry praising the campus

On campus, not only the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the trees are shaded, but also the patchwork teaching buildings add a beautiful scenery. The following is a poem that I carefully arranged for you to praise the campus. Welcome to read the reference!

Poems praising the campus 1 campus hymns

A hymn to human progress,

Write on this fertile soil.

A bunch of flowers of human civilization,

Drive over.

Here,

Leading to five continents and four seas,

The contemporary pulse is the same.

This is a harbor of knowledge,

The cradle of ideals,

The human soul is bright here.

The earth took off,

This is the starting line.

Praise it!

This magical land.

Great!

In this land,

Hard-working people.

Poetry praising campus 2 campus songs

I gently

Into your arms

Quiet, serene and warm.

Like a mother's arms

The flowers in the garden are in full bloom.

I like bright smiling faces.

Youth rippling

The willows on both sides of the aisle swayed in the wind.

Like waving to me.

Lotus pond ripple

Weave our dreams

In the ripples

Outline the reverie of youth

Green in the sun

Not grass, but life.

Then sow it on the earth.

Give birth to a dream full of hope

Ten years of trees

It takes a hundred years for education to blossom and bear fruit.

Time proof

towering trees

-Growing from the fertile soil that raised it.

Your talent

Your peaches and plums smell good.

I bless you, my alma mater.

Praise campus poetry 3 beauty campus poetry praise

When I was a child, on campus.

Hanging in the high blue sky

See her, hear her

just as

Embrace the stars all over the sky, all the stars

something i need

Admission, campus

Squeeze into my heavy schoolbag

Love her and hate her.

just as

Following a long stream makes me happy.

It confuses me.

Graduation, campus

It grows on a lush tree.

Taste her.

just as

Farewell to first love, even let me

Feel depressed/depressed

Now, the campus is finally

Paste it into my wonderful life picture.

No matter how close to her, no matter how far away from her.

It's like

Hold high the sail of mature love, towards that

The fiery red sun is flying.

Poems praising the campus. Poems praising the school

Hang your name on your chest every day.

I can feel your great love.

You will always be my forest.

I am a small seed.

My thoughts germinate in your care.

Every time I look up at you,

Your shoulders are like a wooden house.

Including blue sky and white clouds

I once imagined that we could stand together forever.

All the beautiful mornings and nights

Wake up silently at your feet and go to sleep.

until today

I grow into a moving tree.

Relive the love you gave me.

I want to be like you.

In the storm of years

Stand in the corner of life at will

Form a green shadow

Poems praising the campus. Campus after rain

Campus after rain

It is so dark

But that charming beauty

But still visible.

separate

Holding a leisurely flower umbrella

Walking in the Woods of Huishe

In the humid air

The smell of the earth is spreading.

The smell of grass is so romantic.

Close your eyes.

in front of you

My heart has drifted away.

I am a homeless child.

In the vast desert

Dreaming of a dreamy cabin

I want to stay. I don't want to go back.

From now on, no matter sunrise or sunset, the scorching sun in first frost.

Go wandering for yourself.

Wandering around the small house

Leave a trail of footprints to cover up the scar.

Full of hope.

worryingly

Keep waiting

Every starry night

Make up a fairy tale with the deepest heart and tell it to the cabin.

Fairy tales pass away like meteors.

A lot of waiting is flowing

My tapping fingers became stiff.

But I knocked and knocked.

The hut is like a silent grave.

Suppress desire, suppress enthusiasm

Let all persistence be infected with winter rain, frost and snow.

Shine in the cold north wind

The night is deep.

As deep as the sea.

The sea is infinitely dry.

Dry up into an endless desert

Silent-

Wait or meditate?

Like a torch

Hanging in the air

Burning the last passion

Bear a sadness.

When I give you my last smile

It's time to say goodbye to you and start over.

Fantastic house

I can't knock on your silent wooden door any more.

Despite the heavy burden

Despite the difficulties

Poem in praise of campus 6 "Poem flying on campus"

Author: Guo Bin

Always after losing it

Know how to have

Just like on campus.

The corner of every lost poem

Grass stained with dew.

We once touched the top of his head together.

When the dew falls silently

There is a story buried with him.

And dandelions at the root of the fence.

Round velvet

Clear and transparent

You and I reached out our fingers at the same time and touched them naughtily.

Fly your dreams like dandelions.

Most importantly, teachers.

Midnight window

Bright lights

Like a sleeping poem

Never read with your heart.

Time is always joking with regret.

Sprinkle your youth like glass beads.

Look back after it.

The lawn of youth exudes naughty light everywhere.

Let's be sad in our dreams.

The reality is more melancholy.

The most ruthless is when you are young.

Just let us have a beautiful dream.

Just from the fragrant campus ushered in the sunshine outside.

Give you a gentle wave at the school gate.

Youth began its own voyage.

Look at your back

That poem has been scattered on your way home ever since.

The most beautiful thing is your smiling back in the corner.

Long hair is as light as wicker.

Spread poetry line by line

Wave for the last time in the distance

Write a poem without an ending sentence.

You and I never looked back.

Poems praising the campus. Campus in winter

Dear brother

Walk the campus with me this winter.

On a calm morning

Silent dusk

Let's go to 14 building.

Look at that stubborn 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

Praise the campus poem 8 "Campus Morning Melody"

Early morning thoughts

Be entangled in tangled thread

run away

The sound of books on campus

Ladder casting dream

The rhythm of unknown birds in the depths of weeping willows

Express one's melancholy directly

A long and arduous journey

Makes me tired like a horse on an ancient road.

I searched among the flowers.

The bud of image

The pomegranate tree showed a flaming smile.

Those budding elves

Like a pair of expectant eyes.

My desk is a mess.

Dusty manuscript paper

Such as a dissatisfied housewife in the Song Dynasty.

Lying alone and twisted.

I'm driven crazy.

Need a guinea pig

Leadership or awakening

The sky is full of girls' shyness.

The clouds began to decorate gracefully.

It's bright all around.

I vaguely heard the horn of endeavor.

Poem 9 "Beautiful Campus" praising the campus

Spring on campus,

Like delicate stamens,

Wake up flowers and spit out fragrance.

Hibernate for a long time, save energy,

Let the campus in spring,

With the breath of life.

Summer on campus,

Like a blooming flower,

After being washed away by the thunderstorm,

Become stronger.

Chunyu is like a girl,

Take care of these flowers,

Let the summer campus,

Use jumping notes.

Autumn on campus,

Like a ripe fruit,

Harvest ripe fruits,

Happiness reverberated in the campus.

The wind and rain made this flower,

After a difficult journey,

Let the campus in autumn,

With a sweet smile.

Winter on campus,

Although not as gentle as spring,

Although not as pleasant as summer,

Although not as sweet as autumn,

But there is an atmosphere of peace.

This long rest,

Can make flowers bloom,

It will open next year.

Shizan Campus 10 "Beautiful Campus"

When we are young, we are like flowers.

Growing up on such a beautiful campus

The beauty of youth blooms in beauty.

In such a beautiful campus

Flowers are everywhere on the way from the dormitory to the classroom.

The sun is full of green grass buds.

Glittering water drops are about to drop.

Green tiaoyue boulevard

Linked to a bright past

In such a beautiful campus

Trees and flowers breathe the breath of youth.

The piano jingled in the air.

On the children's red faces

Full of ideals, confidence, courage and joy.

In such a beautiful campus

A cypress tree with a sweet bend.

It has thoughts, flesh and blood, and a soul.

It is the soul of our campus.

It symbolizes the eternal direction and mission of youth.

Tilt the flag from the heel.

Lower body skew

The upper body is as straight as a flagpole

It is on a par with the red flag.

Welcome the rising sun together.

Watch the sunset together.

It caressed and kissed the blood red.

Blood in the body boils like fire.

Burning the rising sun in eastern Ran Ran.

Burning the students' sincere hearts

Don't miss the beautiful scenery before you.

Don't wait until one day so sad:

Wait until the moment I leave you

Began to regret not looking at you carefully.

Your grass, trees, flowers, birds, etc.

A fragrant book bathed in the courtyard

I'm just looking for it vaguely in my mind

That vague footprint of youth

Wait until the moment I leave you

I began to regret not being really close to you.

Your complexion, your skin.

Forever exuberant vitality

I really want to come back to your arms.

Kiss your green red.

There is skin everywhere.

I really want to be kind to every tree and every flower.

Say thank you and leave a smile.

Wait until the moment I leave you

I began to regret not caring for you wholeheartedly.

Never wipe the tears from your eyes.

Never talked to flowers and plants.

Never appreciate their beauty quietly.

Now I find you so beautiful.

Only to find that youth has been quietly decorated by you.

It turns out that happiness and beauty have quietly passed away.

Only then did I find myself living in my own shadow.

And you-beautiful campus.

-It's always sunny

Why is everything always in hindsight?

In such a beautiful campus

There are beautiful girls.

There are young teachers

Someone recited poetry.

Someone sings.

Dance with us happily.

Such a campus

How can I not love her?

Poetry praising the campus 1 1 "Beautiful campus"

Full of enthusiasm,

Walking into the door of a teaching school,

I put away my sincere smile,

All over the beautiful campus.

You see, you see,

Flowers in full bloom on campus,

Is the cradle of my childhood memories,

That's the smell of my alma mater.

Listen, listen,

Songs sung by birds,

This is a familiar teaching in my ear.

That's pride written by the teacher.

Oh,

Beautiful campus,

I want to sow the seeds of knowledge,

Dress up your beautiful tomorrow.

Poetry praising the campus 12 "Beautiful campus"

Studying and living 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.

Praise Campus Poetry 13 "Campus Scene"

Close to the campus

My steps are as light as leaves.

A green skull grows in the juice of sunlight.

Breastfeeding place

Look for some clear lines, distant lights and flowers.

At this point, we are relatively silent.

Look at each other but still be happy in your own way.

You use the simplest method

Bite by bite, hello

My childhood growing up

I lifted you above my head with my eyes.

The one opposite the village head

A river that keeps changing its direction.

But never get lost.

Your ripples, so far

Still rippling

My eternal warmth

Warm tables and chairs

Or those old friends

Unfamiliar and familiar

Or those simple ones that can't be simpler.

Tables and chairs

My childhood nickname,

Some nicknames have a strong earthy flavor.

Run merrily on the table

Run and run, and the flowers will bloom.

Shouting, love has grown up.

That silent blackboard hanging high.

Pointing pointer

Some familiar voices came from my ears.

Vague and clear

Point to the text to return to the original text.

Stop in the depths of detail

Stopping in time cannot be erased.

Scar of life

Our moment

A weathered bullet skin.

Put your thin years

Hurt a bone

Find; to find out

Hanging high in our memory.

I can't forget it.

Dare not forget.

Just be gentle

Be tempered and baptized by steel

A paragraph of text became

The spirit of bathing fire

Soothe our whole

Wounded land.

Half a rubber

Eye contact is enough.

But it's still not enough to get there

Let a returning bird climb the old window lattice.

And silent tables and chairs.

A leaf that expresses itself

Completed the return of the fall.

A flock of butterflies

Before the season changes

Self-redemption transfer

Half a little eraser?

You can polish your life from now on.

It can also be decorated, as beautiful as yesterday.

bottom drawer

Touch the earth

The heart of the grass has grown to half a waist.

Some flowers can also polish the sun.

Guided by the wind

Do broadcast gymnastics that I am familiar with.

Looks slim and elegant.

Our posture is beautiful.

A hen

Gather a flock of chickens on the grass.

Take the trouble to call.

A language we don't understand.

Time footage has also been translated.

Sometimes focusing

Sometimes elongated

Thinking about flowers

Above the windowsill

Your figure is still green and beautiful.

The developing leaves sit piously.

Every time I read my poem,

Your temperament is like a flower.

Yes, even thousands of miles away.

A piece of glass cannot stop the sun.

Please open this window.

Don't be afraid of wind and rain.

Including a little sadness.

As long as you have it.

A heart full of sunshine

Hold your mind above your head.

Smile, just smile.

Sunshine will wash away your face.

Poetry praising the campus 14 "Beautiful campus is quiet"

A group of lovely birds in front of the rockery

Whispering in foraging and frolicking.

This is their happy kingdom.

There is no external intrusion.