My Campus" essay good beginning ending, not too long, 50 words almost.

That is a beautiful place, a place where I know a lot of truth, it is my school - Qidu Central Primary School.

Into the campus, into the eyes is a large nursery garden, flower garden is divided into two places, a left, a right. The left flower garden in the middle of a rockery, is made of many stones, it is not as strange as the stone of Guilin, but it is also strange, that a piece of high stone like a human finger, fun. The right side of the flower garden scenery is also good to see, a cobblestone paved path, walk on it, it is quite comfortable! Both sides of the road are lawn, short grass hairy, very lovely, the lawn also planted some trees, ironwood, maple, willow, osmanthus, yew trees, etc., to the beautiful campus adds a fun. Going down, you can see four tall and upright poplar trees, they are like a guard, guarding our campus at all times. When you look up, you can see a five-star red flag fluttering in the wind, and a small tree on both sides of it. When the breeze blows, the flag is like the conductor of the small trees, directing them to sing and dance. Behind the national flag is our school monument, behind the school monument there are also two flower beds, the flowers in the flower beds are colorful, there are red, white, pink ...... nice. Butterflies dance on it, as if they have gone to fairyland. Further on, there is a corridor, walking in it, the pleasant sound of reading will mesmerize you. The trees on both sides of the playground are full of leaves, neatly lined up on the side of the playground. The playground is the cradle of the athletes, but also students play playground, but also the indispensable place for athletes. In the middle of the playground there is a thick and lush jujube tree. In the spring, the leaves of the jujube tree are green, green, green, and the sturdy branches stretch out in all directions, as if it were a big green umbrella. When the autumn wind blows, the leaves fall to the ground one after another, like a yellow butterfly. In addition to the huge jujube tree on the playground, there are rows and rows of soldier-like osmanthus trees beside it, guarding our campus. In the late fall period, the osmanthus trees grow small golden flowers, they are osmanthus flowers, if the raindrops hit the osmanthus flowers, the osmanthus flowers fall down, like a rain of osmanthus flowers. Osmanthus flowers fall on the ground, the ground like a layer of golden carpet, step on the soft, but also exudes a burst of fragrance. The bell rang students like happy birds fly out of the classroom, to the playground, they (they) some read books, some play games, some rope skipping 。。。。。。

School, is a sacred place, it allows us to open the treasury of wisdom; it can bring us laughter; he can let us get the pillar of the spirit. School, what a desirable place!