I love our school, but I love the beautiful and energetic campus morning more. The morning on campus is quiet. The faint glow in the morning enveloped the whole campus. The grass, which had slept all night, straightened up. There are several crystal dewdrops hanging on its green dress, flashing like pearls in the sunlight. I thought, "This is probably a gift prepared by Miss Morning for the grass." The flowers raised their smiling faces and waved rhythmically with the morning breeze, as if welcoming the arrival of teachers and students. The morning on campus is lively. The sun has just risen in the east, and the birds on the campus trees keep singing, as if playing a "morning symphony". On the playground, some students are playing basketball, some students are throwing sandbags, and some are chasing each other. I saw the energetic basketball players, jumping up, clasping their hands and completing a beautiful movement. This attracted a burst of cheers from the onlookers. Students who throw sandbags are staring at sandbags for fear that they will suddenly throw them over. At this time, the sandbag suddenly "flew" straight to a classmate next to her, but she seemed to be ready, and slowly came to "catch the moon in the water" and caught the sandbag at once. The morning on campus is even busier. As soon as the bell rang, the students hurried back to the classroom in three steps and two steps, waiting for the teacher to come to class. In class, the students listened to the teacher's vivid lectures with relish. From time to time, a pair of small hands were raised to answer the teacher's questions, and there were waves of reading sounds from time to time in the classroom. Ah! What a beautiful campus morning!
when you step into the school gate, there is a fresh breath of moist breeze, which is exactly the smell of campus morning.
In the morning of the campus, the fog is still there. Walking in the fog in this morning is like wandering in a fairyland. Suddenly, a ray of golden sunshine gently lifted the veil of the campus like a finger, and then poured a mass of golden paint on the ground.
slowly drifting into the school road, we see the green on both sides of the school road. This green seems to be a detergent, which cleans our hearts, and this green seems to be a sobering agent, which refreshes the whole person's body and mind and opens our drooping eyelids.
Swim briskly into the inner school gate with the whole body relaxed. On both sides of the inner school gate are green flower beds. The flower beds embedded on both sides have made the campus green and added vitality. At this time, it seems that the whole world is green, and everyone will be intoxicated with this green. This green color is not boring, because it still smells of morning fog.
It is precisely because of this diffuse green that even palm trees are attracted. Palm tree troops, with their chests erect, their heads held high, and with neat steps, stand beside the flower beds and guard the sacred green, and no one is allowed to invade this fairyland. Therefore, this tall guard has also built a landscape on campus in the morning.
Stepping on the fairyland-like green, I entered the gym. At this time, the golden sunshine is fighting against the dark shadow, and the sunshine is driving away the shadow, and the shadow is trying to block it. The junction of the two things has become a straight line, which divides the campus in two. Needless to say, they must be equally divided.
Walking along a straight line, it seems that people are equally divided. On the left, with black clothes on his shoulders; On the right, the shoulders are covered with green and gold clothes, because the right is full of sunshine and green. There is also green on the left, but it is shrouded by shadows. One black and one green blend to form a natural dark green, which is difficult to adjust on the painter's palette, but as long as you have seen it, you will never forget it.
the morning has gradually passed away, and the drowsiness has disappeared. Although the reading sound from the campus broke the silence, the only thing that exists is green, because the reading sound is also green and beautiful.
The morning on campus is green, quiet and even attractive and charming like a magnet.
The morning on this campus is like a dream. Who can not admire this campus? Who can not admire this morning? 2. Morning composition on campus
I wrote it myself. Every place has its own characteristics in the morning. What are the characteristics of school mornings? Let me go to school and have a look! As soon as I entered the school gate, I was in full swing.
First, I came to the small pool, where many students were reading books and reciting texts. Xiaohong, a fourth-grade student, is sitting on a stone bench under a willow tree, bent over and looking at the "selected composition" with undivided attention; Next to Xiaohong sat a sixth-grade senior. She wore a ponytail, straightened her back, picked up a book, crossed her legs and read the text softly.
There is a small pool in front of Liu Shu, and there is a lifelike rockery on the sparkling pool. On the other side of the pool is a clean ground. Xiaoming sits on the ground with his Chinese textbook in his hands. Sometimes he opens the textbook while reading, and sometimes he closes it and tries to recite it.
Leave the pool and go to the playground. There are many students here doing morning exercises on the playground in the sunshine.
They lined up neatly and walked at a brisk pace, trying to run forward. "One, one, one, two, one ..." Shouting loud slogans, they have been running tirelessly for a long time.
Although they were panting, none of them said that they would stop to have a rest, and they still ran silently round and round. Next to the runway is the high jump field, where all the students practice high jump.
At this time, it was Xiao Gang's turn. I saw his eyes fixed on the front, and he ran like lightning to jump over the overhead. He suddenly slammed his right foot on the ground, first raised his left foot and crossed the crossbar. When his left foot was about to land, he made another effort, raised his right foot and crossed the crossbar again. "good!" Xiao gang successfully completed the teacher's training with the cheers of his classmates.
There is a big garden behind the playground, and many students are practicing the violin in the garden. They hold the head of the violin in their left hand, hold the violin in their chin and neck, hold a bow in their right hand, and are playing the violin with rapt attention.
The sound of the violin is sometimes high and sometimes low, and the students' expressions become happy and sometimes depressed with the music. The melodious tune of the violin suddenly resounded through the whole garden. Birds and crickets heard it and accompanied the students' violins with their crisp and wonderful crows.
oh, what a lively morning on campus! How much the students cherish time. 3. the composition entitled "morning on campus"
February is the day of continuous spring rain. Rain, tender and quiet, always makes people love it. The gentle breeze gently blows my hair and quietly pulls my skirt. What a spoiled little girl!
The rain, falling gently on my cheek, is so gentle and comfortable. Rain has taken away my troubles and washed away my unhappiness. Everything is so smooth and quiet.
rain, like a thin veil, covers everything. Under the baptism of rain, the leaves are particularly bright and beautiful, and the flowers are more beautiful and moving under the moisture of rain. The arrival of rain has made all this look brand-new!
Maybe after the rain, no one intends to enjoy this beautiful scenery quietly on campus; Perhaps because of the busy study, no one wants to stop and visit this beautiful scenery; Maybe that's why I feel the tranquility of the campus.
The sky is gray and blue, and a few small gray clouds seem reluctant to leave this lively and quiet campus, so they float in the air, as if they have to have some fun. Trees, although not tall and dense, are loose and fluffy, and have a unique flavor. Flowers, although not earth-shattering beauty, can give people a kind of quiet beauty. And those tiny grasses, who will appreciate it slowly? However, if it weren't for the grass, how could it show the beauty of flowers and the towering trees? Grass, its spirit of silent contribution and unyielding perseverance, is really admirable! The grass over there is especially green. Is that the legendary "fallen English flower"? Legend has it that she was transformed from a tiny little weed into the king of flowers and the elite of plants. You are proud. Every time it blooms, it takes an hour or a few minutes, but it is earth-shattering. Just when you ignored everything, God was angry. How can there be such beautiful flowers in the world? Then, you become a grass again! However, this is just a legend.
after the rain, there are always small puddles on the ground. A bird flew through the air, saw the reflection in a small puddle, gave a proud cry and continued its journey. At this time, a small sparrow quietly came to the puddle, looked at the puddle strangely, looked at me again and blinked. Ha! What a naughty little sparrow! The sparrow touched the puddle with its small mouth and flew away! Alas, everything is quiet again!
The breeze gently blows against the green leaves, giving off rustling country music. This, perhaps, is a small gift from nature! At this moment, I seem to be in the embrace of nature, and everything is so comfortable!
The birds in the trees are singing, accompanied by the sound of reading in the morning. I can't help but be intoxicated by the morning rhyme of the campus. Looking along the sound, I can only see the familiar figures. As usual, they are reading in the morning, sometimes chanting softly, and sometimes reading aloud. At this time, they may be chanting the poems of the ancients. A gentle breeze brings the sound of reading ...
"Why are you staying? Come on, we should go back! " A soft, gentle voice "pulled" me out of the picturesque scenery.
a breeze mixed with flowers, fresh and beautiful colors come to my face, which is really refreshing and full of vitality. The spring morning on campus is not only beautiful, but also more lively. A year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in the morning. In this intoxicating campus, everything is more cherished ... I reluctantly looked at the beautiful scenery of the campus, and then I greeted the dawn and set foot on the familiar and splendid road with the breeze ... 4. Composition Campus Morning 6 words
Campus Morning. Let me go to school and have a look!
as soon as I entered the school gate, I was in full swing. First came to the small pool, where many students were reading books and reciting texts. Xiaohong, a fourth-grade student, is sitting on a stone bench under a willow tree, bent over and looking at the "selected composition" with undivided attention; Next to Xiaohong sat a sixth-grade senior. She wore a ponytail, straightened her back, picked up a book, crossed her legs and read the text softly. There is a small pool in front of Liu Shu, and there is a realistic rockery on the sparkling pool. On the other side of the pool is a clean ground. Xiaoming sits on the ground with his Chinese textbook in his hands. Sometimes he opens the textbook while reading, and sometimes he closes it and tries to recite it.
Leave the pool and go to the playground. There are many students here doing morning exercises on the playground in the sunshine. They lined up neatly and walked at a brisk pace, and they were trying to run forward. "One, one, one, two, one ..." Shouting loud slogans, they have been running tirelessly for a long time. Although they were panting, none of them said they would stop to have a rest, and they still ran silently round and round. Next to the runway is the high jump field, where all the students practice high jump. At this time, it was Xiao Gang's turn. I saw his eyes fixed on the front, and he ran like lightning to jump over the overhead. He suddenly slammed his right foot on the ground, first raised his left foot and crossed the crossbar. When his left foot was about to land, he made another effort, raised his right foot and crossed the crossbar again. "good!" Xiao gang successfully completed the teacher's training with the cheers of his classmates.
There is a big garden behind the playground, and many students are practicing the violin in the garden. They hold the head of the violin in their left hand, hold the violin in their chin and neck, hold a bow in their right hand, and are playing the violin with rapt attention. The voice of the violin is sometimes high and sometimes low, and the expressions of the students become sometimes happy and sometimes depressed with the music. The melodious tune of the violin suddenly resounded through the whole garden. Birds and crickets heard it and accompanied the students' violins with their crisp and wonderful crows.
oh, what a lively morning on campus! How much the students cherish time! 5. Writing composition: "Morning on campus" is not less than 5 words
In the early morning, the air on campus is fresh, and the sun jumped out of the horizon and sprinkled the soft sunshine evenly on the green trees and grasslands. The flowers and plants exude fragrance and the green leaves exude fresh breath.
As soon as the morning reading rang, the playground was suddenly quiet. At this time, no matter which classroom you walk into, you are greeted by students' eagerness to learn: some are shaking their bodies and reading aloud, some are frowning and reciting softly, some are copying assiduously on their desks, some are thinking silently with their heads sideways, and some are arguing with each other about a difficult problem ...
Students are studying hard and teachers are busy grading homework.
after the morning self-study class, the playground on campus is full of laughter. The students are chasing and playing with each other. Some are skipping rope, some are playing the eagle to catch the chicken, some are playing Woodenhead, some are playing table tennis, and some are playing basketball.
At this moment, the bell rang. When I went up the stairs, I looked at the stairs one after another and couldn't help thinking: We should learn knowledge step by step, just like going up the stairs, and we should not be careless.
Class begins again. This is a Chinese class. The teacher writes new words on the blackboard and tells every detail and paragraph in the text. The students are listening attentively to every question raised by the teacher.
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This is how our new day begins. We study every class carefully and spend every day happily on campus. The morning on campus is full of vitality every day, just like spring, which gives us joy and hope and urges us to make progress. 6. Morning composition on campus
No matter where our campus is, it is beautiful and a good place for our students to relax.
Every morning, when I come to school with my schoolbag on my back, I can see the tall bell tower on campus from a distance. This bell tower has become a major symbol of our school. Walking into the school gate, you can see a tall statue facing the school gate at first sight, that is, the statue of grandpa Mao Dun, a master of contemporary literature. The seat below the statue is also engraved with his teacher's comments on his composition! Look left and right, and you can see two lawns. Further inside, you can see a big playground, two basketball courts and six ping-pong tables. Every morning, many students will do physical exercise under the guidance of their teachers.
If you enter our school through the back door, the newly-built sand pool will attract you the most. During recess and noon break, students will enjoy playing there. There are also two "hills" piled up with mud beside the sand pool. On the lawn on the left, there is a path paved with pebbles. This path extends all the way to the canteen. There are two stone tables and eight stone benches in the middle of this path. Westbank > after lunch at noon, the students will sit on the stools and chat and bask in the sun.