This composition about campus life is 600 words.

Unforgettable hungry campus life when the breeze gently raises a little catkins; When the sun quietly shines golden light on the beautiful cherry trees; When beautiful petals roll in the air; When we landed softly again, we were enjoying the romantic campus life happily. In a blink of an eye, six years of primary school students have lived. Looking back on my primary school days, there are really many unforgettable things: happy, sad, sad, funny ... I remember when I was in Grade X, we were divided into classes and I was assigned to Class X (X). As soon as I listened to this class, I knew that there were many stories called "62". The one in front of me is XX, and her deskmate is XXX. One day, when they were in conflict, XXX wanted to kick XX. But just as he lifted his foot high, XX grabbed XXX's foot with his hand and sent it out, hanging XXX upside down. This "thrilling" scene really makes people laugh. Don't be busy laughing. Another funny thing happened to them: one day XX was reading a joke book, and he just took a sip of water with a bottle of water in his hand. Just because the joke story is so funny, he spit all the water he just drank on XXX in one sentence. ................................................................................................ "The charity sale begins!" With the headmaster's order, the stalls in each class were crowded with people. I am a glorious shop assistant, and my task is to sell the items donated by my classmates. Accompanied by the beautiful music "Dedication of Love", the "cheerleaders" kept shouting: "Dedicate your love and save the children affected by the disaster in India!" I'm so busy, my left hand is clutching my love money tightly, and my forehead is sweating. As the saying goes, there is no sweetness without bitterness. I still remember that when we were not in the fifth grade, our class's sports performance was very poor, and we often couldn't get the place in the sports meeting, so we always went with hope and came back with disappointment. This failure has dealt us countless blows. On several occasions, we even shed tears. However, at that time, we believed that nothing was impossible as long as we worked hard, so we always played in the best condition! Now, we are smiling and walking on the tree-lined path on campus, sowing the happiest time. When we leave the campus, let's look back at the road we have traveled. I believe that we are reluctant to part, some are proud of not wasting our time, and some look forward to a bright future! I believe that unforgettable campus life will be our best memory. Looking back on the past life, there are really countless sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, but whether they are sour, bitter or spicy, they all add a lot of colors to our primary school campus life, so that we will never forget the interesting life we had at school when we were young.

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Wait, there's another article. With the happy summer vacation over, my junior high school life began. In the first few days of school, I feel uncomfortable. The square life in dormitory, classroom, playground and canteen once made me very helpless and confused, but after a long time, I think this life has a different flavor-dormitory is my paradise. Every day, it starts here and ends here; It is also a place for roommates to deepen friendship. I have a good relationship with my roommate. Let's clean and protect the dormitory together, because the dormitory is our home. Looking at the tidy dormitory, we feel much better.

The classroom is my ocean. Studying in a good atmosphere every day really gets twice the result with half the effort. The teacher is here to sow the seeds of golden knowledge for us, and we are the soil, trying to absorb its essence and let the seeds germinate, hoping to grow into towering trees one day.

The playground is my paradise. In the early morning, we have strong footsteps when running; When doing morning exercises, we are in good shape; In physical education class, we sweated when we played basketball. It strengthens my physique and makes me braver.

It can be said that my campus life is tense and orderly. I study hard in the school I love. Even if I am defeated and beaten, I will go forward and never back down. What's more, we have the guidance of teachers, which is even more powerful: teachers are strict with us in study and take good care of us in life.

Perhaps some students are tired of this mechanized life. But I don't think so. As long as you pay more attention every day, you will make new discoveries in a dull or even monotonous life. We get up at dawn to study every day. We can't waste our time and life, because our parents are waiting for your good news and looking forward to the moment when their children get ahead and win glory for them.

In a blink of an eye, a semester has passed and I have just taken the first step in junior high school. The road after that is very long and short. I think as long as we have a clear conscience, we are not mediocre. Only by grasping today can we grasp the future.

I like this kind of life, and life is wonderful for me.

I opened my eyes in the dim light, and the dazzling white light burned my eyes. I habitually glanced at my bedside watch, but I was shocked. At 7: 08, I immediately finished washing, put on an overloaded decorative schoolbag and rode my bike to school. Along the way, the wind whistled in the ear, and the road was sparsely populated. The shop is not open. Just because this school is moving people, it happened that all students will raise the flag on Monday. Just because I was worried that I would be late today, I relaxed my mind a little and slowed down, but I vaguely saw a man riding a bicycle crazily in front of me. After reading his watch, I buried my head and stepped on it crazily, looking at his school uniform, which seemed to be from our school. I didn't expect that at this time, I also had compatriots. After I got great psychological comfort, I speeded up, and the groans of bicycle pain intensified. Anyway, it is.

It's almost time for school. On the way, I can also see my three classmates walking there, just like walking. I really admire their benevolence and righteousness. Finally, I arrived at the school gate. N teachers stood there, thinking that they all came to meet us late, but as soon as I got to the school gate, no one came to accompany me. I must have taken the opportunity to escape

I ran crazy to the classroom, and there was no one there. It seems that everyone went to the playground to line up. Should I go or not? Suddenly, the teacher's voice sounded on the radio, which discouraged me from going-all three grades had stood in line, and they saw a man running out of the teaching building not far away, and everyone looked at him in order. At this moment, he is the focus of the whole school. Everyone looked at him as he ran, and suddenly he stumbled, fell to the ground and burst into laughter. What a humiliating scene! I shook my head at the thought of this. Just don't want to.

I came to my seat, sat down and breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, I was not late for my first day of study. The air outside the window is particularly fresh. I take a deep breath, then spit it out slowly, then spit it out deeply, and repeat it n times. I knew I was feeling nature, but I didn't know I had asthma. After a long time, the flag was raised, and everyone came to the classroom one after another, bustling. After a while, the Chinese teacher came. He stood on the platform and gave the instruction of "class". The monitor who received the instruction immediately started the voice system to "stand up". After everyone said "teacher", he started another voice system "sit down". Then I began to give a lecture. I don't like classes very much. I just like doing my homework, but I'm not that kind of homework maniac-I do it all the time. Occasionally look at the scenery outside the window and listen to the teacher's lectures, but I sleep most of the time and don't like the sunshine here. I don't know why, maybe it's too strong, maybe it's not as mild as my hometown. The sunshine spilled all over my face, which made my eyes narrow, but it brought me a long-lost drowsiness. My head shook with the teacher's cadence, and I didn't know how intoxicated I was.

After a hearty meal, it's almost afternoon. I went back to the classroom contentedly, waiting for class. Soon the bell rang, and the spirit in the afternoon was a little better than that in the morning. I can still listen to a few words in class and finally get something.

Finally, I got to the eighth class, which is also the most active class-physical education class. According to my observation for many years, boys and boys fight and chase each other, and girls and girls spit, blush and heartbeat together, but boys and girls together are peaceful and promote each other. This probably proves a physical principle: "Like attracts like, opposite attracts like".

I didn't go anywhere after school I unlocked my bike and cut waves in the crowd. I got home safely after N times of sudden braking.

This is my day, an ordinary day, but as long as you look carefully, every detail of life adds "oil and salt" to my day, and as long as you add a little "sugar" carefully, my life will be rich and colorful. This is a seemingly ordinary day for my ordinary middle school students.