Short poems of campus poetry

No matter in study, work or life, many people have been exposed to some classic poems. The language of poetry is concise, rich in meaning and characterized by conciseness and leap. Still struggling to find excellent classic poems? The following is my collection of short campus poems, hoping to help you.

Campus beauty

The teaching building is really lively.

Willow is green and flowers are beautiful.

Students, jump pomegranate.

Be polite.

Say hello to the teacher.

Say hello to your classmates.

Take care of the environment and make new moves.

If there is rubbish, someone will deal with it.

When you see waste paper, bend down and pick it up.

Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility.

The campus is beautiful and everyone laughs.

Autumn campus

This is a quiet season, walking on the campus path,

The wind in this season, with a little coolness, and the rain in late autumn has dyed the grass yellow.

The air is mixed with rich osmanthus fragrance, and the rain has soaked my hair.

The breeze swept away my fatigue, and in the middle of the lake, I listened to the sound of reading aloud.

In the shade of the tree, I listened carefully to the sound of the campus.

Voice of Setenbura

The wind lifted my bangs and swayed the daisies on the windowsill.

The sun shines through the bamboo leaves outside the window and is scattered in the classroom. We wrote the song of youth in this orange campus. ...

At this time, the sunshine only has the same taste.

Warm evening arrival,

The autumn scenery is frozen with the campus. ...

Dusk is coming to an end.

On Mount Yun Fei, the soft blood-red color dyed the clouds on the horizon red.

As if the red tide keeps rolling forward,

Maple leaves fall slowly,

Like a dancing butterfly.

Short Poems on Campus 1 Campus Morning Melody

Early morning thoughts

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.

Beautiful campus

Spring on campus,

Like delicate stamens,

Wake up flowers and spit out fragrance.

Hibernate for a long time, save energy,

Let the campus in spring,

With the breath of life.

Summer on campus,

Like a blooming flower,

After being washed away by the thunderstorm,

Become stronger.

Chunyu is like a girl,

Take care of these flowers,

Let the summer campus,

Use jumping notes.

Autumn on campus,

Like a ripe fruit,

Harvest ripe fruits,

Happiness reverberated in the campus.

The wind and rain made this flower,

After a difficult journey,

Let the campus in autumn,

With a sweet smile.

Winter on campus,

Although not as gentle as spring,

Although not as pleasant as summer,

Although not as sweet as autumn,

But there is an atmosphere of peace.

This long rest,

Can make flowers bloom,

It will open next year.

Beautiful campus

When we are young, we are like flowers.

Growing up on such a beautiful campus

The beauty of youth blooms in beauty.

In such a beautiful campus

Flowers are everywhere on the way from the dormitory to the classroom.

The sun is full of green grass buds.

Glittering water drops are about to drop.

Green tiaoyue boulevard

Linked to a bright past

In such a beautiful campus

Trees and flowers breathe the breath of youth.

The piano jingled in the air.

On the children's red faces

Full of ideals, confidence, courage and joy.

In such a beautiful campus

A cypress tree with a sweet bend.

It has thoughts, flesh and blood, and a soul.

It is the soul of our campus.

It symbolizes the eternal direction and mission of youth.

Tilt the flag from the heel.

Lower body skew

The upper body is as straight as a flagpole

It is on a par with the red flag.

Welcome the rising sun together.

Watch the sunset together.

It caressed and kissed the blood red.

Blood in the body boils like fire.

Burning the rising sun in eastern Ran Ran.

Burning the students' sincere hearts

Don't miss the beautiful scenery before you.

Don't wait until one day so sad:

Wait until the moment I leave you

Began to regret not looking at you carefully.

Your grass, trees, flowers, birds, etc.

A fragrant book bathed in the courtyard

I'm just looking for it vaguely in my mind

That vague footprint of youth

Wait until the moment I leave you

I began to regret not being really close to you.

Your complexion, your skin.

Forever exuberant vitality

I really want to come back to your arms.

Kiss your green red.

There is skin everywhere.

I really want to be kind to every tree and every flower.

Say thank you and leave a smile.

Wait until the moment I leave you

I began to regret not caring for you wholeheartedly.

Never wipe the tears from your eyes.

Never talked to flowers and plants.

Never appreciate their beauty quietly.

Now I find you so beautiful.

Only to find that youth has been quietly decorated by you.

It turns out that happiness and beauty have quietly passed away.

Only then did I find myself living in my own shadow.

And you-beautiful campus.

-It's always sunny

Why is everything always in hindsight?

In such a beautiful campus

There are beautiful girls.

There are young teachers

Someone recited poetry.

Someone sings.

Dance with us happily.

Such a campus

How can I not love her?

Beautiful campus

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.

Beautiful campus

Studying and living on campus

It is a kind of happiness and beauty in itself.

The grass probe brings out the fragrance of the earth.

Bauhinia is covered with purple.

The weeping willow branches are swaying in the spring dance.

Magnolia gives off a faint fragrance.

Even if the flowers fall.

Can only take away all your sadness.

The rest of the fruit grows happily.

Even if the leaves are yellow

I can only thank autumn.

Autumn goes to winter to give birth to the next dream.

Full of vigor and vitality.

The sound of books echoes in my ears.

With young children.

life

Always full of the breath of spring.

Beautiful and happy.

In my spring, my campus.

Campus scene

Close to the 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

My childhood nickname,

Some nicknames have a 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.

bottom drawer

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.

Winter campus

Dear brother

Walk the campus with me this winter.

On a calm morning

or

Silent dusk

Let's go to 14 building.

Look at that stubborn building manager.

Those nights when I accidentally came home late.

He always blames me.

That old meal card

Can you still open the door of Unit 3?

I want to go upstairs

Go back to our dormitory

Watch basketball rolling on the ground.

Listen to your hearty laughter.

My classmate is lying on my bed.

You can understand our sentimentality.

The basketball in the dormitory is missing.

You must be waiting for me at the stadium.

Let me throw another ball.

Even air balloons.

Go to the library?

I didn't read any books I borrowed last time.

You're going to deduct money again

Library-a place with high population density, but I am the only one.

Can you still find the back of the book in your hand?

Mirror lake or still lake?

There should be some endorsed children in the morning.

If it's dusk

It should be a world of lovers.

Tian e you ran

Lover lingering

I sat quietly by the lake.

Wait quietly

You are about to pass by.

Looking at lover's slope from a distance

The place I've always wanted to go, but I'm not qualified to go this time.

If no one

I also want to go up and have a look.

perhaps

There is also the sweetness left by couples on the grass.

There is still a romantic smell in the air.

I want to lie down.

Look at that drunken face on the horizon.

walk on

Follow that familiar road

Wait for the street lamps to open their eyes one by one.

Put on headphones.

Listen to my favorite song.

Covered with soft lights

go straight

Walk through every corner we haven't been to.

Tell a story from the past.

those years

We skipped class together.

those years

The girl we chased together.

also

Those people like it.

Miss your morning

Spring on campus

The tail of the north wind

Sweep the spring girl's green skirt

Naughty Lantern Festival

Still rolling in mom's pot

Heavy bag

Full of attachment to parents

A crowded bus

Full of laughter during the Spring Festival.

Lonely for a month

The campus has opened its mind.

Peach blossoms in full bloom

Crowded in classrooms and playgrounds

The grass was awakened.

Put your head out and stretch.

It asked the Rong Shu brothers.

What time is it now?

Campus light and shadow

Light red and wine green,

Harmonious commotion,

Doesn't belong here.

Here it is not a subsidiary derivative.

A quiet corner, or a corner of the city,

Corner fence,

Wrapped in 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,

Far away, hand in hand,

The creeping soul is in a dormant state.

How many years later,

Thoughts emerge from small bodies,

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,

To avoid injury,

But also to 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,

It has nothing to do with debauchery.

On the long night road,

Who keeps walking,

Who can towards the distant?

Campus slogan of the new semester

Campus inspirational slogan

Campus lawn slogan

Campus after rain

Campus after rain

It is so dark

But that charming beauty

But still visible.

separate

Holding a leisurely flower umbrella

Walking in the Woods of Huishe

In the humid air

The smell of the earth is spreading.

The smell of grass is so romantic.

Close your eyes.

in front of you

My heart has drifted away.

I am a homeless child.

In the vast desert

Dreaming of a dreamy cabin

I want to stay. I don't want to go back.

From now on, no matter sunrise or sunset, the scorching sun in first frost.

Go wandering for yourself.

Wandering around the small house

Leave a trail of footprints to cover up the scar.

Full of hope.

worryingly

Keep waiting

Every starry night

Make up a fairy tale with the deepest heart and tell it to the cabin.

Fairy tales pass away like meteors.

A lot of waiting is flowing

My tapping fingers became stiff.

But I knocked and knocked.

The hut is like a silent grave.

Suppress desire, suppress enthusiasm

Let all persistence be infected with winter rain, frost and snow.

Shine in the cold north wind

The night is deep.

As deep as the sea.

The sea is infinitely dry.

Dry up into an endless desert

Silent-

Wait or meditate?

Like a torch

Hanging in the air

Burning the last passion

Bear a sadness.

When I give you my last smile

It's time to say goodbye to you and start over.

Fantastic house

I can't knock on your silent wooden door any more.

Despite the heavy burden

Despite the difficulties