Modern poetry praises campus 1, ah, campus.
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, in
fly
Modern poetry in praise of campus II. 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
Modern Poetry in Praise of Campus 3 Campus Beauty
The teaching building is really lively.
Willow is green and flowers are beautiful.
Students, jump pomegranate.
Be polite.
Say hello to the teacher.
Say hello to your classmates.
Take care of the environment and make new moves.
If there is rubbish, someone will deal with it.
When you see waste paper, bend down and pick it up.
Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility.
The campus is beautiful and everyone laughs.
Modern Poetry Praising Campus 4 Campus Paths
The path on campus,
Always emerge in silent dreams.
Is budding youth,
It's a childish impulse,
It was the whisper in the promise that night.
Don't say you are lonely,
In order to uncover long-forgotten memories,
Let the poetic dream of yesterday reappear.
The path on campus,
Your crying face,
Write down my immortal poems.
Your smile,
Engraved with how much regret we have.
The path on campus,
It's a shy fairy tale,
Carve our youth like water as soon as possible.
Praise the modern poetry on campus. Hello, Li Luyuan.
This is the spring of 2009, a happy spring, a harmonious spring,
Through the ups and downs of the motherland
Ushered in the sixtieth beautiful spring.
At such a moment, our eleventh advanced research class
Fifty-four students walked into Luyuan,
Greet you with the chorus of the heart:
Lu Yuan Li-Hello!
In our hearts, you are a lofty and sacred mountain.
We saw Kilimanjaro's snow and Hemingway's leopard.
In order for us to stand higher and see farther,
Our teacher turned her shoulders into a step for promotion.
Lu Yuan Li-Hello,
In my eyes, you are a very long river.
From the Yangtze River, from the Yellow River,
From the depths of our blood
I saw the reflection of my hometown in the river.
I saw my mother's plump breasts.
Lu Luyuan, you are a leafy tree.
Let's lie on your bloody chest.
Grow with spring and spring flowers
Dear teacher, for each of us.
Can bear rich fruits.
Give you rich nutrition like milk,
Dear Lu Yuan Li, please accept our sincere respect.
Now our fifty-four classmates are all driving beautifully.
When our petals bloom brilliantly on campus,
Tomorrow, we will have a colorful falling flower.
Dear Luyuan, you will always be the soil of worship in our hearts.
One petal is open and the other petal is colorful.
This is the soil of our Luyuan.
A branch can grow in spring!
Modern Poetry Praising Campus 6 Beautiful Campus
Beautiful campus, you are like a big family,
Protect us from wind and rain.
The bright sunshine shines on the campus.
Complement our smiles.
On campus, it heard our laughter.
Blowing warm air,
Let our laughter spread everywhere.
We will hold our feet high,
Ensure its beautiful environment,
I won't let you cry again.
When you hear a loud reading,
Laugh in my heart.
Modern poetry praises campus 7. Pursuing the best.
There is a school. From the moment it was established,
Sincere love, seeking beauty,
Is the goal of her struggle;
From the founding of the school to now,
Experienced wind and waves,
But,
Sincere love, seeking beauty,
These eight words are still being explored.
Has become a part of her soul,
She is Huamei College.
Kindergarten, primary school, junior high school,
Ordinary high schools, China-Canada international high schools,
Canadian-British-Australian University Preparatory Course,
Compatible with eastern and western educational civilization,
Cultivate modern elites in China.
Neat elites have built a solid history,
Witnessed the pursuit of truth and perfection by Huamei Academy.
now
Walking through the stormy gorgeous college,
Finally ushered in the sunny season,
A weather-beaten body can stand tall and straight freely,
Elegant teachers, handsome students, beautiful campus.
During the day,
The enthusiastic students began a busy day.
Lang Lang's reading sound is like the most beautiful music.
Classroom after classroom echoed with the teacher's voice.
Or loud and clear.
Or the deep and elegant sound of reading,
Sometimes mixed with students' slightly immature questions,
Slightly upturned face is as smooth as a flower.
Absorb the nectar of knowledge.
At night,
The homing birds took away the last sunset,
Then the bright lights in the classroom,
The bewildered students seized the last time of the day.
The constant discovery in the sea of books made them ecstatic.
Beautiful Huamei Academy
On the long road of seeking truth and perfection
She has experienced glorious or dim years,
Looking back suddenly,
Footprints of different shades are everywhere on the land behind him.
Has been full of gorgeous flowers of truth.
Modern poetry praises the campus after 8 rains.
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
Modern Poetry Praising Campus 9 Dear Campus
Four years ago, we threw ourselves into your arms.
Quiet, warm,
Like a mother's arms
Dear campus
You have given us a beautiful environment.
Arranged the best teacher
Let us seedlings absorb the nectar of knowledge.
Dear campus
Green in the sun
Not grass, but life.
Sow on the earth
be full of hopes
Gradually we grew up.
Became a fourth-grade pupil
Wisteria in the corner of campus
Weave our dreams
Among the green leaves and purple flowers
We sketch the reverie of teenagers.
Dear campus
Paste it into my wonderful life picture.
Dear teacher
You worked hard for us.
She was sweating profusely.
Water our seedlings.
Expect us to grow into towering trees.
Chunhua is fruitful.
The rain turned into a clear sky.
In the harvest season, we walked into Hualin, a happy place, shouldering the responsibility of "future pillars".
In the harvest season, we swim in the ocean of knowledge-Hualin, weaving dreams with teachers.
We feel the sincere friendship between our classmates.
Feel your growth.
In this vast sky, we bravely pursue our dreams.
I fell down, and a pair of warm hands lifted me up and rekindled the fire of faith.
Injured, sincere smiling face will heal my wounds and let me pick up hope again.
Our campus
Green trees surround birds and flowers.
Our campus
The book is loud and the song is flying.
This is a paradise for us to study.
This is the cradle of our growth.
listen to
In music class, our songs are as beautiful as larks.
You see
On the playground, our posture flies like butterflies.
In art class and calligraphy class, we enjoyed the rich ink painting and the richness of painters.
In chess class and ball class, we experienced the shock of competition and struggle.
The warm sunshine shines on the campus.
Sprinkle it on our delicate faces.
The spring of the art festival warms people's hearts.
Enthusiasm surged in my chest.
The earth is the stage, spreading the vast space and time.
Sunlight is the string, playing a high-pitched movement.
This is a burning note, jumping with good wishes.
Ah! Dear campus
You taught us to be human.
Teach us to care.
No matter where I go in the future
I will never erase my love for you!
Modern Poetry Praises Campus 10 Winter Campus
Dear brother
Walk the campus with me this winter.
On a calm morning
or
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