Modern Poetry Describing Campus

Campus is where we study and grow. There are many beautiful memories here that we can't forget. The following is a collection of modern poems describing the campus. Welcome to read for reference!

Rule 1: A beautiful campus is full of enthusiasm.

Walking into the door of a teaching school,

I put away my sincere smile,

All over the beautiful campus.

You see, you see,

Flowers in full bloom on campus,

Is the cradle of my childhood memories,

That's the smell of my alma mater.

Listen, listen,

Songs sung by birds,

This is a familiar teaching in my ear.

That's pride written by the teacher.

Oh,

Beautiful campus,

I want to sow the seeds of knowledge,

Dress up your beautiful tomorrow.

Chapter 2: Campus lights, shadows, lights, red and wine green, harmonious commotion, do not belong here.

Here it is not a subsidiary derivative.

A quiet corner, or a corner of the city,

The walls of the four corners are wrapped into another world.

Lonely street lamps are on.

The flowing reddish fragrance,

Floating freely in the air, boiling with the sound of reading.

A clearing, a shadow of a building,

In distant places, hand in hand with lofty, prostrate and dormant souls.

After many years, thoughts emerged from the small body.

Become a towering tree, look up at the wilderness and the sky.

Now, the swaying leaves outside the window,

Sting by light and shadow, temporarily tumbling,

In order to avoid injury and save energy.

Lights float in the middle of the night, and night breeds starlight.

It's just that vegetation won't germinate until spring.

The beginning and end of everything has nothing to do with the feast.

On the long night road, whoever can keep going will be able to go to towards the distant.

Chapter 3: Campus Melody In the morning, you are like a warm and loving mother.

Keep calling me.

"Come on, baby"

So, I am early.

Can't wait to get into it

Your fragrant arms

In the sun, every inch of your skin

It exudes charming wisdom and vitality.

Surround me and infiltrate.

I am like a baby.

Suck greedily

This is sweeter than milk.

Grow up healthily and strongly

Looking forward to tomorrow's dream of going to heaven

In the sunset, you are reluctant to part.

Send away all the little angels

Gently open the quiet curtains.

Light a yellow halo light

Evening breeze, stars, moon and singing insects, please.

Dedicated to the gardener who worked hard all day.

Play a wonderful concerto.

Chapter four: Campus scene approaching campus.

My steps are as light as leaves.

A green skull grows in the juice of sunlight.

Breastfeeding place

Look for some clear lines, distant lights and flowers.

At this point, we are relatively silent.

Look at each other but still be happy in your own way.

You use the simplest method

Bite by bite, hello

My childhood growing up

I lifted you above my head with my eyes.

The one opposite the village head

A river that keeps changing its direction.

But never get lost.

Your ripples, so far

Still rippling

My eternal warmth

Warm tables and chairs

Or those old friends

Unfamiliar and familiar

Or those simple ones that can't be simpler.

Tables and chairs

Nicknames when I was a child, some nicknames with strong earthy flavor.

Run merrily on the table

Run and run, and the flowers will bloom.

Shouting, love has grown up.

That silent blackboard hanging high.

Pointing pointer

Some familiar voices came from my ears.

Vague and clear

Point to the text to return to the original text.

Stop in the depths of detail

Stopping in time cannot be erased.

Scar of life

Our moment

A weathered bullet skin.

Put your thin years

Hurt a bone

Find; to find out

Hanging high in our memory.

I can't forget it.

Dare not forget.

Just be gentle

Be tempered and baptized by steel

A paragraph of text became

The spirit of bathing fire

Soothe our whole

Wounded land.

Half a rubber

Eye contact is enough.

But it's still not enough to get there

Let a returning bird climb the old window lattice.

And silent tables and chairs.

A leaf that expresses itself

Completed the return of the fall.

A flock of butterflies

Before the season changes

Self-redemption transfer

Half a little eraser?

You can polish your life from now on.

It can also be decorated, as beautiful as yesterday.

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Touch the earth

The heart of the grass has grown to half a waist.

Some flowers can also polish the sun.

Guided by the wind

Do broadcast gymnastics that I am familiar with.

Looks slim and elegant.

Our posture is beautiful.

A hen

Gather a flock of chickens on the grass.

Take the trouble to call.

A language we don't understand.

Time footage has also been translated.

Sometimes focusing

Sometimes elongated

Thinking about flowers

Above the windowsill

Your figure is still green and beautiful.

The developing leaves sit piously.

Every time I read my poem,

Your temperament is like a flower.

Yes, even thousands of miles away.

A piece of glass cannot stop the sun.

Please open this window.

Don't be afraid of wind and rain.

Including a little sadness.

As long as you have it.

A heart full of sunshine

Hold your mind above your head.

Smile, just smile.

Sunshine will wash away your face.

Chapter five: Reflections on campus morning music.

Be entangled in tangled thread

run away

The sound of books on campus

Ladder casting dream

The rhythm of unknown birds in the depths of weeping willows

Express one's melancholy directly

A long and arduous journey

Makes me tired like a horse on an ancient road.

I searched among the flowers.

The bud of image

The pomegranate tree showed a flaming smile.

Those budding elves

Like a pair of expectant eyes.

My desk is a mess.

Dusty manuscript paper

Such as a dissatisfied housewife in the Song Dynasty.

Lying alone and twisted.

I'm driven crazy.

Need a guinea pig

Leadership or awakening

The sky is full of girls' shyness.

The clouds began to decorate gracefully.

It's bright all around.

I vaguely heard the horn of endeavor.

Chapter 6: Campus praises Jinchi Road and Mohe Mountain,

This school is picturesque.

Red flags are flying,

It is the driving force of the school.

Pine and cypress,

Shows the vitality of the school.

How many days and nights,

Leaders and teachers work together,

Sweating like rain,

Make the school extraordinarily beautiful.

The bronzing characters above the school gate:

"Love home, school and country"

It is the main theme of school development;

The word "de" echoes this from a distance.

Brilliant, shining;

Erudite, virtuous, realistic and innovative.

It also embodies the essence of being a teacher.

Walking around the campus,

Not only for you to touch

The fashion avant-garde of modern schools,

Let you breathe again

Antique traditional ethnic extraction.

"The country is strong when the youth is strong"

It is the call of the school to teachers and students;

"Indifferent ambition, quiet and far-reaching"

It is the highest realm pursued by the school;

And the "heaven rewards diligence" that comes into view.

The implication is profound and intriguing.

A brand-new set of tables and chairs,

High-end computers,

Let you feel the care and love of the leaders;

A powerful slogan,

A few original plaques,

Embodies the school's philosophy of running a school,

Create a beautiful and harmonious campus.

Dear children:

Please remember:

"Let's set sail here."

"Make my alma mater proud of me"

This is not a simple slogan,

Is my earnest hope for you,

It takes sweat and hard work to water it.

Look, in the classroom.

Students' personality is flamboyant, and you fight for it;

Look, in the office.

Teachers are discussing the difficulties in teaching;

Look, in the principal's office.

The leaders are in high spirits,

Imagine a bright future.

Let's sincerely bless the school:

You are golden phoenix in the mountains,

Will spread your wings and fly in the vast sky of the motherland!