Modern poems describing campus scenery

Spring is a beautiful season, with flowers, pink and green everywhere. It is the most beautiful season of the year. In spring, the scenery of our campus also becomes beautiful. The following are the modern poems that I compiled to describe the campus scenery. Welcome to read!

Modern Poetry Describing Campus Scenery 1 Beautiful Campus

Author: Empty Valley ~ Youlan

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.

Modern Poems Describing Campus Scenery 2 Campus Lights Shadow

Author: Guan Shanyue Ming

Light 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.

A faint red scent,

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

A clearing, a shadow of architecture,

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 the night breeds starlight.

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

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

On the long night road, whoever can go on can go to towards the distant.

Modern poems describing campus scenery 3 campus ditty

Author: Cao Qingfeng

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 fascinating wisdom and vitality.

Surround me and infiltrate

I am like a baby.

Suck greedily

This is sweeter than milk.

Grow healthily and vigorously

Looking forward to the dream of reaching the sky tomorrow.

In the sunset, you are reluctant to part.

Send away all the little angels

Gently open the quiet curtains.

Turn on the yellow halo light

Night breeze, stars, moon and singing insects.

Dedicated to the gardener who worked hard all day.

Play a wonderful concerto.

Modern Poetry Describing Campus Scenery 4 Campus Scenery

Author: mountains and rivers depend on each other

Close to the campus

My steps are as light as fallen leaves

A green skull grows under the nourishment of the sun.

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

Take a bite.

My growing childhood

I lifted you above my head with my eyes.

The one across 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

Childhood nicknames, some of which have a strong earthy flavor.

Run ecstatically on the desktop

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 time

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

After the baptism of steel tempering

A piece of text becomes

The spirit of bathing fire

Soothe our whole

Wounded land.

Half piece of rubber

Eye contact is enough.

But it's still not enough to arrive

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

Carry out self-redemption transfer

Half an eraser?

You can polish your life from now on.

It can also be decorated, as beautiful as yesterday.

bottom drawer

Touch the land

Grass's heart has grown to half 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.

The lens of time has also been translated.

Sometimes focusing

Sometimes elongated

Thinking about flowers

Above the windowsill

Your figure is still green and beautiful.

The growing 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 can't stop the sun.

Please open this window.

Don't be afraid of the storm.

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 5: Campus Morning Melody

Author: flying camel

Early morning thoughts

Be entangled together

run away

The sound of books on campus

Ladder casting dream

The rhythm of unknown birds in the depths of weeping willows

speak out one's mind

A long and arduous journey

Makes me as tired as a horse on an ancient road.

I searched among the flowers.

Germination 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

For example, a dissatisfied housewife in the Song Dynasty.

Lying askew alone.

I'm driven crazy.

Need a guinea pig

Lead or awaken

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.

Modern Poetry Describing Campus Scenery 5 Campus Praise

Author: Happy Ice Sea

Jinchi Road at the foot of Mohe Mountain,

This school is picturesque.

Red flags are flying,

It is the driving force of the school.

Pine and cypress,

It 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 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

Fashion pioneer of modern schools,

Let you breathe again

Antique traditional ethnic extraction.

"A strong teenager makes a strong country"

It is the call of the school for 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 slogan with a strong heart,

Fragments of the original plaque,

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 needs to be watered with sweat and painstaking efforts.

Look, in the classroom.

Students' personality is publicized, 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 soar in the vast sky of the motherland!

Modern Poetry Describing Campus Scenery 6 Campus in Spring

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 branches of weeping willows sway 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.

Seven modern poems describing the campus scenery praise the campus.

There is a school, from the moment it was established,

Sincere love, the pursuit of beauty,

Is the goal of her struggle;

From the founding of the school to now,

Experienced wind and waves,

But,

Sincere love, the pursuit of beauty,

These eight words are still being explored.

Has become a part of her soul,

She is Huamei College.

Kindergarten, primary school, junior high school,

Ordinary high schools, China-Canada international high schools,

Canadian-British-Australian University Preparatory Course,

Compatible with eastern and western educational civilization,

Cultivate modern elites in China.

Neat elites have created a solid history,

Witnessed the pursuit of truth and perfection by Huamei Academy.

now

Walking through the stormy gorgeous college,

Finally ushered in the sunny season,

A weather-beaten body can stand tall and straight freely,

Elegant teachers, handsome students and beautiful campus.

During the day,

High-spirited students start a busy day,

Lang Lang's reading sound is like the most beautiful music.

Classroom after classroom echoed with the teacher's voice.

Still loud and clear.

Or the deep and elegant sound of reading,

Sometimes it is mixed with the problem that students are slightly immature.

Slightly upturned face is as smooth as a flower.

Draw the nectar of knowledge.

At night,

The homing birds took away the last sunset,

Then the bright lights in the classroom,

Overwhelmed students seize the last time of the day.

The constant discovery in the sea of books made them ecstatic.

Beautiful Huamei Academy

On the long road of seeking truth and perfection

She has experienced glorious or dim years,

Looking back suddenly,

There are different shades of footprints on the land behind him.

Has been full of gorgeous flowers of truth.