A poem praising the campus

I hope you are satisfied with the following poems.

Ah, the 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 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,

exist

fly

Praise you, campus! You are a red sun; You are a hopeful ship; You are the temple of knowledge; You are the cradle of college students.

You are the hope of the villagers. Under your training, students' beautiful ideals can be realized and their sweet dreams can be rounded.

You are fertile land, and young plants grow into trees; You are a brush like a rafter, and your pictures are praised!

From several houses to high-rise buildings; From abacus calculation to computer operation; From studying hard under oil lamps to being accompanied by fluorescent lamps. You have experienced a lot of ups and downs, but you have become more mature and stable. You are slim and graceful, just like a beautiful girl, which is enviable.

You have the warmth of spring, the brilliance of summer and the maturity of autumn, but not the cold of winter. You opened the door of Tsinghua campus, and the Weiming Lake of Peking University obeyed your call. Great, campus, you have a great responsibility! You should push the wheel of history and climb the peak of science!

How beautiful the future is and how brilliant tomorrow is! Let Lang Lang's reading sound resound through the sky! The advancing campus will live up to expectations, just like a bright pearl, shining brightly.

Four seasons songs on campus

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.

On pure and fertile land

It breeds our hope for tomorrow.

We are eager to be an eagle in the future.

Soar above the sky

it's you

Let my life have a good start.

it's you

Aroused my curiosity.

it's you

Help me become useful and help me fly.

You taught me.

Give someone flowers, leave a lingering fragrance in your hand.

You taught me.

Increase people's smiles and make their hearts happy.

today

I want to put the most beautiful flowers.

today

I want to put the sweetest smile

give you

My dearest school

A monument that will always stand in my heart.

On a main road,

I remember there was a primary school auditorium.

There is the sound of reading in the morning.

Lang Lang:

Everyone is a real pillar.

Despite the storm,

Soaring in all directions.

Now I look at my hometown in tears,

Vast:

When will I tell you my heart?

dawn

The dawn on campus comes the earliest, and the dawn scenery on campus is the best.

The earth is still sleeping, the night is not over, and there are already many people on campus.

How many people are reading and reciting by the roadside, in front of the building and under the street lamp? Lang Lang's reading sound flutters gently in the Yuan Ye.

Square, spring, the end of the road, how many people are pondering and thinking. The seeker fully spread his wings of thought.

Gradually, the eastern sky turned into a fish-belly white.

Gradually, the rosy clouds dyed the sky red. ...

Only those who leave early know when the dawn will come to the world;

Only diligent people know that the harder you accumulate knowledge, the sweeter it will be.

In the distance, the sound of cars changed the dynasty; Cloud, music. Is this announcing the beginning of a new day, or urging people to catch up with the early walkers?

Yes, the dawn on campus comes the earliest, and the dawn scenery on campus is also the best!

window

It's dark; The night is getting deeper and deeper. Red tiles, white walls, green trees ... everything was swallowed up by darkness, and all her colors worth flying and showing off were lost.

Only the window of the teaching building in the distance shines with charming eyes and attractive light, which is particularly transparent and dazzling.

Through the bright window, I seem to see rows of young college students squatting on desks, quietly reviewing the lessons, textbooks, handouts, notes and homework of the day ... absorbed and thinking hard. Yes, a good harvest depends on hard work; If you want to flourish, you must have a deep foundation.

Through the bright window, I seem to see groups of young college students, talking and laughing around the white-haired teacher, so kind and harmonious. The teacher's voice taught me, no, it was the milk of wisdom, which poured into my heart bit by bit.

Through the bright window, I seem to see young college students in twos and threes discussing enthusiastically: what is the pursuit of life? How to make your own contribution in the new century? I seem to hear a sonorous voice: keep pace with the times, be an honest and upright citizen, do your best for the cause of socialism, and die.

As the night deepens, the windows of the teaching building in the distance are brighter and more dazzling. What I see is not just bright lights, but a generation of outstanding talents and the shining future and future of the motherland.