Help me write an article "My Campus". Write about flowers and trees, and listen and read sounds, smells and flowers visually.

Campus is a place we are very familiar with; Campus, where we study together, campus, where we are classmates; Campus is the place where we live together; Campus is our second home. It shines on us like a fiery red sun and moistens us like a spring rain. Let's never forget the heavy responsibility on our shoulders.

Good manners and good behavior, a benign life.

This eye-catching slogan will always be printed in everyone's heart. Yes, this is the philosophy of our school.

As soon as we stepped into the gate, a playground appeared in front of us. There are basketball stands on both sides of the playground. They are like guards, not afraid of hardship and fatigue. They guard our campus day and night. Banyan trees are planted around the playground. Every summer, you will see some students enjoying the cool, others reading books and playing games under the trees ... In the middle of the playground, there is a sacred flag-raising platform with a bright five-star red flag. Every Monday, all the teachers and students come to the playground to attend the solemn flag-raising ceremony. With the national anthem, the national flag rose rhythmically in Ran Ran, and teachers and students also paid tribute.

Go up the stairs on the left, and you will find a small garden next to the stairs. At this time, you can't help looking to the right: there is a small garden on the right. It's not big, but it's very tasty. In spring, wild flowers are in full bloom and green everywhere, butterflies are dancing on the grass, and hardworking bees are collecting honey; In summer, don't mention how green the grass is here Sheep will drool when they see it! In autumn, the only tree in this garden, the leaves on the tree turn yellow, like yellow butterflies flying leisurely from the branches; In winter, it is snowy here, as if the world has turned white.

So, three steps and two steps, came to the paradise of learning, quietly listening to the sound of reading, as if you were there; Now take a closer look at the students' concentration, and they are all full of energy. Their voices resounded throughout the campus, decorating the beautiful campus and adding icing on the cake to the campus with infinite scenery. The six primary schools in Longhua are full of learning atmosphere, and they are decorated with poems and paintings everywhere. ...

This is a campus that bears countless joys and sorrows of my primary school years. Every tree, every step and every corridor here is so familiar and cordial. Those two old teaching buildings have trained generations of students. How can such a beautiful campus not let us soar? How can you not look forward to the future?