A joke about a quiet campus

Spitting out the noise of the last group going home, the campus after a busy day finally calmed down.

With a little tired of trudging through Shu Mountain, I strolled on the campus path.

The first thing that caught my eye was the "small bridge flowing water", and the water without lines was faintly reflected.

Sunshine, let the trembling scattered light blend into the gathering night. A small bridge across.

In the silent campus, I silently put on a slight golden glow. There is no oblique reflection.

Language may be tired, but it still can't hide the hilarity that was smeared on it during the day. (of the sun) approaching the horizon.

The sunset was blocked by the fake mountain top on campus, which probably stabbed the delicate skin. Otherwise, how about it?

Yao's face is so red, and there are some bright red blood drops?

Walking forward, a vibrant green came into my eyes, which turned out to be a big one.

Lush green grass. The grass gradually darkens and fades under the setting sun, heading for the silent dusk.

The color is changing, the smell of grass and the fragrance of earth are brewing in the air, and with dusk,

It's like a seamless night silk skirt-maybe only the weaver girl of that day can weave it.

Change the soft texture!