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Campus path 1 campus path

Liang Fuxing, Class 8, Nanzhuang No.3 Middle School, Chancheng District, Guangdong Province (1)

There is a beautiful campus.

There will be quiet paths.

There are quiet paths.

There will be steps of exploration.

There are many unforgettable memories.

The path is always in the deepest part of memory.

This path is a river.

Flowing to the ends of the earth

Flowing to the bright spring

This river is a boat.

Sail to the other side of the ideal

Sail for the glory of life

Instructor: Huang Lifang

Submission: 20xx-1-2315: 23: 50

Campus Path 2 The roads I have seen over the years are straight, long, short, T-shaped, round and P-shaped ... but I will never forget the straight cement road leading to the campus.

To this day, I still remember the first time I put my schoolbag on my back. The young and thin figure, carrying a schoolbag wider than the shoulder, set foot on this path that led me to campus life. At that time, I was jumping and jumping, hoping that people all over the world would know that I was a pupil and no longer an ignorant child.

When I was in the first grade, I stroked the red scarf on my chest, and my heart was filled with incomparable joy and pride. I became a young pioneer! With a bright smile, I galloped on the path, laughing all the way.

In the second grade, as an English reader, I set foot on this path early every day and came to school to lead everyone to read and recite English together, leaving my serious and responsible footprints on the path.

Entering the new grade, my companions and I walked hand in hand on this road, discussing difficult problems and exploring methods ... The path left me with a thoughtful figure.

Over the past six years, I have been accompanied by a path every day, and it has become my inseparable partner. I planted my childhood on it and gained many fruits, including laughter, friendship, knowledge and growth.

There are my firm steps, bright smiles, growing tears and beautiful dreams on it.

Before long, I will leave the path, and I will take a wider path, but I know that even if I leave, it will be the closest and most familiar path in my memory.

Campus Path 3 Campus Path, thousands of people walk here, and I am one of them.

This path is four meters wide, and both sides are covered with flowers and plants. Whenever school starts, flowers will bloom, and when you look around, they are red and green. If you pick the flowers, pull the stems apart and suck them, a sweet smell will make people feel refreshed. It's raining, people are carrying umbrellas, which are dense and colorful, and they keep moving, adding a little beauty to the rain is falling all and a little color to the path.

My school is beside the path. I have walked this road for six years, and I love this road very much. Walking through this path every morning, the fragrance of flowers makes me forget my troubles. People are also very orderly, with sidewalks on the left and carriageways on the right.

In spring, the roadside flowers and plants are covered with red lanterns. Whenever passers-by pass by, they can't help but exclaim "How beautiful!" It is inevitable to take some photos as a souvenir.

In summer, the cool breeze blows gently, and the branches of flowers have grown very high. Walking on the path, the breeze blew away the summer heat.

In autumn, maple leaves fall on the ground one by one, walking barefoot on the path, rustling, they welcome me!

In winter, this road is still clean and anyone can walk.

I am full of love for this road. As long as there is rubbish on the road, I will pick it up and throw it away because I love this road.

Campus Path 4 Our campus is picturesque. There are many roads on campus, including spacious and tidy main roads and winding and elegant stone roads. The small garden of the school is full of such paths.

Walking into the campus and walking on the main road, there are several tall magnolia trees on my left, standing there like sentinels on the grassland. On my right is the playground. Some people are playing football, others are walking around the playground, and others are playing on the seesaw. You go up and down and sometimes you laugh.

Walking on the stone road of Rixin Garden, there is a huge sailing stone, which reads "Let the ideal set sail from here", which should mean to let our ideal set sail from the beautiful campus.

There is a beautiful rose garden in front of the sailing stone, where the Chinese rose flowers are very beautiful, some like energetic female soldiers, some like smart ladies, quietly blooming there, very beautiful!

There is a Chinese dream sign on the right side of the sailing stone. The color of that brand is as bright red as our five-star red flag, which says "national rejuvenation, country prosperity".

To the left of the sailing stone is a stout pomegranate tree. Although there is no pomegranate on it, it still has its beauty. Then I saw several trees called hibiscus, which were not too thick and had green leaves on them. They are beautiful.

Walking on the cobblestone path, a very round and three-dimensional lawn usually appears on the river bank. I bent down gently for fear of stepping on the lawn. Originally called Berberis rubra! Further on, I saw some little goats. I thought: they should be eating grass! I turned an S-bend, and a thick fragrance came to my face. I smell the flowers and stare at the osmanthus tree. At this time, beige osmanthus is dotted with branches, which makes people feel loved.

As I walked, I came to Jingsi Pavilion. I walked on and came to Zhilang Road. Its pillar is famous saying. Looking up, you can see Lingxiao hanging on it, which is very eye-catching. I saw a little dream bridge again. Although it is only a small bridge, many people like to walk on it, so I also walk on it.

There is a row of holly flowers next to Jingsi Pavilion. I gently touched its leaves with my hand. The leaves were so sharp that I almost stabbed my hand. There is also a ginseng tree with thick branches.

Walking on the campus path, I gained a lot!

Campus path 5 I seem to have a very special feeling for the school path. At that time, I failed in an important exam. I am at a loss at the thought of studying hard for half a semester at the cold window and the dazzling scores on the test paper. I am in a terrible mood. At this time, I couldn't help but follow the path to the promenade. Everything on the road is so familiar. Like my classmates, I don't know how many mornings and nights I spent here. Thinking about it, I suddenly had a warm hand on my shoulder and turned away. My amazing eyes met the teacher's. In the teacher's smiling and kind eyes, I found my confidence and determination to move forward firmly.

The path on campus has not only become my motivation, but sometimes she even helps me solve problems and clear my mind. At that time, I fell out with my friends because of a small matter. If a person is on the campus path, what a friendly path it is.

How many footprints have you left for me to walk with my friends, and how many of us will laugh, but now ...

I regret, I regret my stubbornness, I regret my meanness. Just then, a familiar figure came up to me on the path. What good friends! I looked at her and she looked at me and gave me a faint smile. I also gave her a shallow smile. The unpleasantness these days is accompanied by a sincere smile along the way.

A light smoke, floating to the outside of the cloud nine. ...

Campus path, write down the course of the years, write down our growth poems. When we went to Qiu Lai in spring, we grew up day by day. The path is like a magical meat cleaver. She always tirelessly engraves the proof of knowledge and thoughts on the rings of our lives.

This road is like a never-ending river. It is full of waves of hope, a source of knowledge and a bright future.

I love you, the path of the campus, you are the cradle of my growth, and you are my ideal road and hope road to the other side of success.

Campus Path 6 Whenever I walk on the campus path, my heart is full of reverie. This path is like a delicate poem, and my steps can always read charm and happiness in it!

The path on campus is very simple. Compared with those highways, it looks rustic; Compared with that tall building, it looks much inferior. However, it is this dirt road that extends hope in front of my eyes and breeds beauty behind me.

The roads on campus are difficult to walk. You see, in the morning, it greets its studious classmates with crystal dew; In the evening, it wore a sunset glow and sent away the students who returned home with full loads.

The paths on campus are happy. Day after day, year after year, it supports a pair of forward skirting boards with its not generous shoulders; It also treasures footprints of different sizes and shades with a broad mind. This footprint has become the most beautiful pattern in the heart of the path, from which we can see the bright future of the children; This footprint makes the path no longer lonely every night, but also becomes a smile in its dream. ...

This long campus path suddenly became a familiar figure before my eyes-isn't that our ordinary and respectable teacher? Although teachers are not as eye-catching as shining stars or as great achievements as immortal great men, it is they who have quietly paved a road to success for these giants all their lives.

I like the paths on campus, and I praise the teachers who cultivate our talents!

Campus Path 7 The campus path connects the teaching building and the small playground. There is the sound of students reading in the morning. In the evening, when the sun sets, there will be crowds in twos and threes on the path from time to time. The leisurely pace and the crimson sunset constitute a unique scenery.

I seem to have a very special feeling for the school road. At that time, I failed in an important exam. I am at a loss at the thought of studying hard for half a semester at the cold window and the dazzling scores on the test paper. I am in a terrible mood. At this time, I couldn't help but follow the path to the promenade. Everything on the road is so familiar. Like my classmates, I don't know how many mornings and nights I spent here. Thinking about it, I suddenly had a warm hand on my shoulder and turned away. My amazing eyes met the teacher's. In the teacher's smiling and kind eyes, I found my confidence and determination to move forward firmly.

The path on campus has not only become my motivation, but sometimes she even helps me solve problems and clear my mind. At that time, my friends and I fell out because of a trivial matter. If I wandered around the campus path alone, what a kind path it would be. How many footprints did you leave for my friends and me to walk hand in hand? How many of us laughed and laughed? But now I regret it, for my stubbornness and my pettiness. Just then, a familiar figure came up to me on the path. What good friends! I looked at her and she looked at me and gave me a faint smile. I also gave her a shallow smile. The unpleasantness these days is accompanied by a sincere smile along the way.

Repeated light smoke, floating outside the cloud nine!

Campus path, write down the course of the years, write down our growth poems. When we went to Qiu Lai in spring, we grew up day by day. The path is like a magical meat cleaver. She always tirelessly engraves the proof of knowledge and thoughts on the rings of our lives.

This road is like a never-ending river. It is full of waves of hope, a source of knowledge and a bright future.

I love you, the path of the campus, you are the cradle of my growth, and you are my ideal road and hope road to the other side of success.

The path on campus is 8 hours, flying by, like a waterfall, like an arrow, and never looking back. And we can only relive the lost time in our memory.

Walking on the path of the primary school campus, everything is still so familiar. The once brand-new teaching building, after six years, left the mark of wind and rain. The classroom that used to read aloud now has only a lonely desk and chair and two faded blackboards. My eyes suddenly seem to be covered with a layer of gray cloth, and my vision becomes hazy. I can't help bursting into tears.

Walking on the campus path, I came to the playground, where there were many people after class. Now there is only a lonely basketball stand in the empty playground. Looking around, the tallest thing on the playground is the flagpole erected. The bright red flag is still flying high in the wind. Walking on the campus path, I saw the tall buttonwood I was familiar with again. Every day, it watches groups of innocent children step into the school gate hand in hand and reluctantly send the students away.

Walking on the campus path, I can't help but think of the scene when we first entered school, and the first time I walked through a strange classroom with anxiety. Although we didn't know each other, ten minutes later, the students were already talking and laughing together, like familiar old friends, remembering the first time the head teacher came into the classroom and gave us the first lesson with her gentle and beautiful voice? Thought of here, I suddenly left tears, quietly standing at the gate of the campus, looking at every corner of the campus with nostalgia.

Now, I have come to a new campus to attend junior high school, but I will always miss the primary school campus that has left countless joys.

Campus path 9 is walking on the campus path, and the fallen leaves are lying quietly at the feet, which is brilliant orange. So, I was surprised and held it in my hand.

Is it a memorial service? Therefore, use this brilliance to interpret that perfection.

Or out of love for life itself? Therefore, even death should be gorgeous to the extreme.

Bing Xin said, "Life is like a river flowing eastward."

Xi Murong said: "I always feel that life itself should have a meaning, and we will never come for nothing."

Everyone has his own unique words about life. In this faded prosperity, the winter world becomes clear and transparent.

I don't think I understand life and its meaning. Just like I don't know where I will be in a thousand years.

But I know that life has always been a gift. Noble as lotus, small as dust.

Therefore, I like you to judge everything around you with a "cherish" eye. The blue sky, free birds and beasts, stretch out to the future road. The loyal poplar beside me, the heavy land under my feet. Let these natural things become lovely, so as to stop complaining and cynicism. Give the mind a simple and calm.

So, I like you to embrace the winter sunshine again. Savor the honey brewed during the day, the bright yellow skirt, and the bright dream that the little girl clamors to be a mother but not a daughter and wants to grow up. I want that dream to grow another tail. I wagged my tail and listened to you tell me about the Vietnam War. You have an old pipe, and there are stars in the summer night. Moths flutter lights and cicadas chirp. I fell asleep slowly, too.

So I am willing to follow my dream with my heart and turn my face again and again with the sincerity of sunflower. Don't care about passers-by or amazing or mocking eyes. If there is a storm, let the fallen leaves "turn into spring mud to protect flowers" I just want to be myself in this quiet way.

Therefore, I like that you can stop to appreciate the blooming of a flower, praise its posture at the moment and listen to its silent telling. Can be moved by the melody of a song, walk into its breath and watch it warm in the purple chest. You can sigh for a poem, but you can feel it. On the night when the autumn wind blows, lean on its shoulder, listen to its strong and regular heartbeat, and warm your eyes at this moment. Make a pot of tea and put a dish. In the faint smoke, I can see green mountains and green waters winding around. Enjoy life in melodious singing.

I like that you are quietly in love at the time of origin. Don't be a climbing Campbell flower, and don't sit humbly in the flowers blooming in the dust. But always love, don't entangle, don't tear. Watch the flowers bloom and fall, and listen to the ebb and flow. Listen to fate.

I like me like that, and I also like the quiet, free and warm life.

Campus path 10 How many times did you dream of going back to campus?

Youth roams in the campus path.

How many past events blowing in the wind?

Blow, passion continues, and it continues for a long time.

Campus path

The most dazzling light is stored in the life resume.

Once we

Raise your head and conceive a dream.

Bow your head and chew hope.

An uneasy mind

Dormant with ideal wings

at that time

Male students are not very expressive.

Female students are not good at talking.

So later,

We have all become the bride and groom of others.

In the dream campus

Youth is singing in the branches

Love birds in the tree has flown away.

The heart where birds live—

Is it still hot?

Worried about whether your face is thin or fat.

Care whether he (she) is considerate to you.

worry about you

Will you be lonely when you are lonely?

worry about you

Are you disappointed in difficult times?