Praise the ancient poems on campus

1. What are the ancient poems praising the school? 1, the reputation is shocking the world.

2. Admire the students from five continents.

3, the style of study jade method invisible tree,

4. School discipline has cameras.

5. Ten thousand gardener's books are full.

Thousands of peaches and plums won the championship.

7, scientific research spring scenery is difficult to live,

8. Where Fang Fei sweats.

9. Zheng Banqiao's "Ten Feelings Fifth"

Old scholar, in the white room, said Huang Yu, antique; Many junior high-tech companies. The servant in front of the door is like a tiger and the flag is like a dragon, which once became a dream of spring. It is better to teach a few children in a secluded alley.

Poetry 1: Campus

Walk into the campus

This book is full of fragrance.

Warm wind,

Blow around.

Campus is poetry,

The campus is a painting.

Campus is a long river of history,

The campus is Xiangshan, with red leaves like fire.

This is the ocean of poetry,

This is a paradise for flowers.

We work here,

We harvest here.

Our campus,

It is a paradise of dreams!

2. Poems describing the school The poems describing the campus are as follows

1. "Twenty-four Ploughing and Weaving Maps of King James"

Year: Meta Author: Zhao Mengfu

In winter, the sun shines again on the solstice, and the vegetation gradually germinates.

The gentleman attaches importance to it, and my way has not changed since then.

Parents sit in the classroom and their children are respected in front of them.

Once again, I will be lucky enough to live a long life.

Life belongs to the Ming dynasty, and the four seas are peaceful.

People who are not wronged are generous and affectionate.

Eat and wear warm clothes, zd was born.

I would like to say that the school will flourish and it will become a success.

2. "Idle singing"

Year: Song Author: Jiang Teli

Sitting and drinking, not holding documents and not sitting in Cao.

Checking school flowers is a day shift, and finding poems is a long-term effort.

Books for lying down are still being provided. I ordered cups and plates to help the gourmets.

Thank you for your kindness, but pray for long life and other days.

3. Wyhan brothers

Year: Song Author: Yu Zhuo

The children in the village swept Chai Men in advance to inspect the campus.

Clusters of chrysanthemums are slightly dewy, and hibiscus is covered with frost marks.

Poetry has become a lonely irony, whose soul depends on and * * *.

It's already a westerly wind, which is even more charming.

4. "Three Poems of Zhu Mi Garden Pavilion".

Year: Song Author: Cheng Shimeng

Teenagers are famous for their studies, so they can get rid of Danzhi disease.

The festival is covered with frost bamboo, and the text contains flowers and wind dew.

I pity beautiful jade, too. People hate good gold.

Lai You lived in seclusion like Taniguchi. He always fought Xia Qing with noble goals.

5. "Three Poems by Du Xiang"

Year: Song Author:

Tian Fuchang is honest and kind, sitting in the temple in the town with materials.

Wan Li is famous for its opening of school, and the Quartet simply advised farmers to mulberry.

Calm, virtuous, open-minded, generous and fair.

It is too early to be humble and to love Yu Fang forever.

3. Use ancient poems to describe the sunset glow in the lonely village of the school, the light smoke in the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, a little flying in the shadow, green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

In the spring of the third year, the vegetation in Nanyuan was new for a while.

The river is clean without fish and water, and the vigorous grass is famous.

Buddha's head is covered with dung and short, which is popular recently.

I didn't have a chance to visit Fan Gongting, and I also remembered famous aphorisms.

When the moon is high, you are alone, and the grass on earth is sad.

Give a meteor a colorful cloud, and idle grass is diligent.

Last year, I was ashamed of my appearance, and I didn't see any new poems.

The drizzle is wet, and the grass hates every year.

The new grass, visible from a distance, disappears when it is near.

Yan Song is not broken, and the horses are green.

Remember the blue silk dress and pity the grass everywhere.

The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .

The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green.

Small catkins are blowing on the branches, and the grass in the sea is growing.

The endless grass on the plain, with the seasons coming and going, has never been completely devoured by wildfires, and they have grown taller in the spring breeze.

The warm wind blows the wheat fragrance on a sunny day, and the green grass wins the flowers.

The rain on the wall hangs down the fine grass, and the wind on the water belongs to the settlement flowers.

Grass can't repay the kindness of warm sun.

Under the boundless sky and on the vast plains, you can see cattle and sheep.

Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.

The grass is green and the water is near, and the head is white.

Toad is glowing, cold soaking exotic flowers and Yao grass.

There are many trees and plenty of herbs.

In February, the grass is growing and the nightingale is flying in the air.

The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low.

There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.

Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and the grass is sad, Parrot Island.

The wind knows the grass, but adversity sees the truth.

4. Praise the campus poem "Two Poems in the Study"

Author: Weng Chengzan in Tang Dynasty

The pond is four or five feet deep, and two or three flowers fall from the fence.

Passers-by don't have to ask their last names often. My home is reading.

When I came back from official business, my clothes were buried in the snow and my children were lit in the hut.

People don't have to talk about the rich and the poor, and the reading sound is the best.

Translation:

The pond is four or five feet deep and there are many kinds of flowers in the fence. Passing guests don't need to ask their last names often. My home is reading. The official came back and changed into a small hut with snow burial and children's lanterns. People don't necessarily talk about the rich and the poor, only the sound of reading is the most exciting.

Extended data

Campus is a place where students live and study, and all activities on campus belong to campus life. Most of campus life focuses on learning, supplemented by extracurricular activities, and follows the outline of quality education promulgated by the Ministry of Education to train qualified intellectuals for the society.

Campus life includes study, emotion, entertainment, clubs and so on. Campus community is an important part of campus life. Every campus has a variety of campus clubs, from student unions to literary clubs.

Campus journals are also essential on campus. They bear the campus culture, enrich students' campus life and serve as a platform for students to exchange literature or professional knowledge.

5. Praise the ancient poetry of the school: campus

Walk into the campus

This book is full of fragrance.

Warm wind,

Blow around.

Campus is poetry,

The campus is a painting.

Campus is a long river of history,

The campus is Xiangshan, with red leaves like fire.

This is the ocean of poetry,

This is a paradise for flowers.

We work here,

We harvest here.

Our campus,

It is a paradise of dreams!

Poetry 2: Ode to the School

Hang your name on your chest every day.

I can feel your great love.

You will always be my forest.

I am a small seed.

My thoughts germinate in your care.

Every time I look up at you,

Your shoulders are like a wooden house.

Including blue sky and white clouds

I once imagined that we could stand together forever.

All the beautiful mornings and nights

Wake up silently at your feet and go to sleep.

until today

I grow into a moving tree.

Relive the love you gave me.

I want to be like you.

In the storm of years

Stand in the corner of life at will

Form a green shadow

Poetry 3: Without a teacher.

If grass has no nectar

Then it will never enjoy the joy of growing up.

If there are no stars in the sky

Then people will lose the beacon they refer to.

If there is no gardener in the garden

It's just a barren land.

If we don't have a teacher

So, so what will happen?

Teachers are sweet nectar.

She makes the grass grow sturdily.

Teachers are shining stars.

She showed us the way.

The teacher is hard gardener

She turned the barren land into a beautiful garden.

If, if there is no teacher.

We wouldn't be here now.

Thank you, teacher.

You are pregnant with sweet and prosperous milk.

To us.

You moistened us with hard sweat.

6. Praise the ancient poems on campus. The campus with colorful seasons is year after year. In a blink of an eye, we grew up with the joy of growth. We silently left a pure fertile soil, pregnant with our hope for tomorrow. We long for the future to be an eagle soaring above this sky. You gave me a good start in life. You aroused my thirst for knowledge. You help me become useful and help me fly.

You taught me to give flowers and leave lingering fragrance in my hand. You taught me to make people smile and make their hearts happy. Today, I will give you the most beautiful flowers. Today, I will give you the sweetest smile. My heart will never stand on the road. I remember there was a primary school. There is a sound of reading in the morning, Lang Lang: Everyone is a real pillar.

Regardless of the wind and rain, the sky flies far and wide. Now I look at my hometown with tears in my eyes. When will I tell you my heart? .

7. Praise the campus poem "Campus Song". I gently stepped into your arms, quiet, serene and warm like my mother's arms.

Flowers in the garden bloom like bright smiling faces, and youth ripples.

The willows on both sides of the aisle swayed with the wind, as if waving to me affectionately.

The ripples in the lotus pond weave our dreams and outline the reverie of youth in the continuous ripples.

The green in the sun is not grass, but a kind of vitality, and then scattered on the earth, which breeds a dream full of hope. It takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to nurture people, which proves that trees are towering.

-Growing from the fertile soil that raised it.

Your brilliance, your brilliance, your peach and plum fragrance.

I bless you, my alma mater.

Space line by line, hope to support me O(∩_∩)O~~! ! ! One more question! !

8. Praise the ancient poetry of the school: campus

Walk into the campus

This book is full of fragrance.

Warm wind,

Blow around.

Campus is poetry,

The campus is a painting.

Campus is a long river of history,

The campus is Xiangshan, with red leaves like fire.

This is the ocean of poetry,

This is a paradise for flowers.

We work here,

We harvest here.

Our campus,

It is a paradise of dreams!

Poetry 2: Ode to the School

Hang your name on your chest every day.

I can feel your great love.

You will always be my forest.

I am a small seed.

My thoughts germinate in your care.

Every time I look up at you,

Your shoulders are like a wooden house.

Including blue sky and white clouds

I once imagined that we could stand together forever.

All the beautiful mornings and nights

Wake up silently at your feet and go to sleep.

until today

I grow into a moving tree.

Relive the love you gave me.

I want to be like you.

In the storm of years

Stand in the corner of life at will

Form a green shadow

Poetry 3: Without a teacher.

If grass has no nectar

Then it will never enjoy the joy of growing up.

If there are no stars in the sky

Then people will lose the beacon they refer to.

If there is no gardener in the garden

It's just a barren land.

If we don't have a teacher

So, so what will happen?

Teachers are sweet nectar.

She makes the grass grow sturdily.

Teachers are shining stars.

She showed us the way.

The teacher is hard gardener

She turned the barren land into a beautiful garden.

If, if there is no teacher.

We wouldn't be here now.

Thank you, teacher.

You are pregnant with sweet and prosperous milk.

To us.

You moistened us with hard sweat.