1. Verses about praising the campus in June
Verses about praising the campus in June 1. What are the verses about praising the campus in June
Describing and praising the campus in June The poem of Yue is as follows:
1. "Little Pond" Southern Song Dynasty·Yang Wanli
The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
2. "Sent Off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple" Southern Song Dynasty·Yang Wanli
After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
3. "Drunken Book at Wanghu Tower on June 27th" by Su Shi of the Northern Song Dynasty
Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat.
The ground wind blows away suddenly, and the water under Wanghu Tower is like the sky.
4. "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" Late Tang Dynasty·Gao Pian
The summer is long and shaded by green trees, and the balcony reflects into the pond.
The water curtain The breeze blows, and the roses fill the courtyard with fragrance.
5. "Rising from Sleep in Early Summer" by Yang Wanli of the Southern Song Dynasty
The plums drip with acid and splash on the teeth, and the bananas split green and cover the window screens.
After a long sleep, I wake up without thoughts and watch the children catching willow flowers.
6. "Sanqu Daozhong" Southern Song Dynasty·Zeng Ji
The plum blossoms are yellow, the sun is clear, the creek is overflowing, and the mountains are running.
The green shade has not diminished in time, and the four or five oriole calls have been added.
2. Ancient poems praising June
The lotuses in Quyuan are clear and bright. The fragrance of lotus flowers fills the lake in June, and the red clothes and green fans reflect the clear waves.
The flower girl on the Mulan boat is like a flower girl, picking the lotus house to have many loving children. Xiuzhu Village, an old woman from the countryside, lives by the river.
When I went out, I only heard the sound of "cuckoo" and there was a path in the forest. There is a green bamboo garden behind the house and a plane tree in front of the house.
My cousin held my hand and went to catch fish by the river. On a midsummer night in Taoyuan, the adults wave cattail fans while the children catch dragonflies.
The cicadas are chirping freely in the trees, whether you listen or not. Chatting and relaxing.
Spread your raincoat and lie down, looking up at the sky and counting the stars. Nanzhou has lychee pills in June, thousands of them clustered together.
The crimson snow is bright red and the brocade is rotten, and the jade pot is bright and crystal cold. High names have been promised new songs, and fragrances have been recommended to high officials.
The day is long and frosty in Wufu, and the weather is quiet. A few trees are slantingly covered with stone railings. The father plows the plains and goes to the fields, while the son hoe the mountains and fields.
In June, the crops have not yet shown, and the officials have already built warehouses. Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat.
The ground wind blows away suddenly, and the water under Wanghu Tower is like the sky. On the night of June 3rd, I smelled the cicada Bai Juyi. The fragrance of lotus and clear dew fell, and the willows moved happily.
On the third night of the third lunar month, the new cicada chirps for the first time. At first I heard that I was a visitor from the North, but I listened quietly and recalled Tokyo.
I have a bamboo forest house, don’t let the cicadas sing again. I don’t know who can set the boat sailing when the moon rises above the pool.
3. What are the ancient poems that praise the school?
1. The reputation is shocking all over the world,
2. Admired students come from all over the world.
3. The academic style is like an invisible tree,
4. The school discipline has a shadow table.
5. Thousands of volumes of gardener's books are full of them,
5. Thousands of peach and plum blossoms are destined to win the first prize.
7. The spring beauty of scientific research is difficult to live in.
8. The land is full of flowers and sweat.
9. Zheng Banqiao's "Fifth of Ten Poems on Taoism"
The old scholar, in the white house, talks about Huang Yu and the ancient Taoism; many younger generations are in high school. The servants in front of the door are as strong as tigers, and the flags on the street are like dragons. Once the momentum is completed, it will become a spring dream. It would be better to teach a few little Meng children in a secluded alley.
Poetry 1: Campus
Stepping into the campus.
The fragrance of books fills the air.
A gust of warm wind,
Blowing around.
The campus is poetry,
The campus is painting.
The campus is a long river of history,
The campus is like the red leaves of Fragrant Mountain Fire.
This is the ocean of poetry,
This is the paradise of flowers.
We work here,
We are here Harvest.
Our campus,
is a paradise for dreams!
4. Poems praising June
The wind in Quyuan is clear and the lotus flowers are bright
The lotus flowers in June fill the lake with fragrance,
red The green clothes and the fan reflect the clear waves.
The flower girl on the Mulan boat is like a flower girl,
The lotus house has many loving children.
Xiuzhu Village
The old lady in the countryside,
lives by the river.
When I went out I only heard the sound of "cuckoo",
There was a path in the forest.
A green bamboo garden behind the house,
A sycamore tree in front of the house.
My cousin held my hand and went to catch fish by the river.
A Midsummer Night in Taoyuan
The adults shook cattail fans,
The children caught dragonflies.
The cicadas are chirping freely in the trees,
it’s up to you to listen or not.
Chit-chat,
Feel free and relaxed.
Spread your raincoat and lie down,
Look up at the sky and count the stars.
Nanzhou lychee pills bloom in June, with thousands of them clustered in clusters.
The crimson snow is bright red and the brocade is rotten, and the crystal of the jade pot is cold.
High names have been promised new songs, and fragrances have been recommended to high officials.
The day is long and frosty in Wufu, and the weather is quiet. A few trees are leaning over the stone railings.
The father plows the plains and goes to the fields, while the son hoe the mountains and the fields.
In June, the crops have not yet shown, and the officials have already built warehouses.
Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering them, and white raindrops jumped into the boat.
The ground wind blows away suddenly, and the water under Wanghu Tower is like the sky.
On the night of June 3rd, I smelled the cicada Bai Juyi
The fragrance of lotus and clear dew fell, and the willows moved happily.
On the third night of the third lunar month, the new cicada chirps for the first time.
When I first heard about the visitors from the North, I listened quietly and recalled Tokyo.
I have a bamboo forest house, don’t let the cicadas sing again.
I don’t know who will set the boat sailing when the moon rises above the pond.
5. Poems praising the school
01. Spring in April
●Huang Qiubin
In April I returned to campus
Along the direction of Wanquan River
I saw a whole spring
Where it passed
Early Peach and Spring Begonia
There is also the four-petal lilac that I love
The buds bloom one after another
I also saw my former classmates
Meet the past Flowers
The fragrance of the past
The scenery of the past appears again in spring
Lanterns in front of the door and decorations behind the door
Lawn Singing Auditorium Dance
The laughter and laughter polish up the memories that have been idle for many years
The white hair and bright head are connected with the exciting youthful blood
The majestic and distant Wenting ancient bell stirs the soul
Making a moving sound on campus in April
In spring I return to campus again
The redbuds in April are blooming everywhere
Happiness The lightning shot up to the sunny sky
I met the brothers of the past
The face of the past
I saw the youth of the past
The beauty of the past
Joy and sorrow, tears and laughter, glory and dreams
And the good old days that come one after another
Leave it all behind
Pei Put on a corsage, my brother
Let us sit around and hold hands and sing
Start praising and wishing
Spring will bring reunion to April
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April should bring good luck to the campus
Be joyful
Last forever
02. I love the campus in late autumn because it is wonderful and beautiful. Tenderness; I love the campus in late autumn because it is beautiful and moving. I want to use the passionate love in my heart to unfold this gorgeous picture - "Campus in Late Autumn"
03. Every corner of the campus is filled with rich autumn colors, allowing you to step into a mysterious world. The world is uniquely poetic.
However, the most fascinating thing is the sound of the book, just like the green seedlings sucking the spring water of knowledge, accepting the watering and caressing of the gardener, making progress every day, and growing vigorously. It is precisely because of these. Xiaomiao, the campus is always filled with a kind of fragrance. When I walk in front of the classroom, I see the vivid lectures of the teachers in the classroom, like gurgling spring water flowing into the hearts of the children. They all listened attentively with eyes as wide as spring water, and then rushed to raise their hands to speak... It all started with a flower or a grass. Under the cultivation of gardeners, they bloom and bloom in the big garden of the motherland.
6. Poems praising the campus
The poems describing the campus are as follows: 1. "Campus Morning Song" My thoughts in the early morning are trapped in a tangled thread with no way to escape. The sound of books casts the ladder of dreams. The chaotic rhythm of unknown birds deep in the weeping willows directly expresses the depressed melancholy. The long journey made me tired like a emaciated horse on the ancient road. I search for images among the flowers. The buds of the pomegranate tree reveal a fiery smile. Those budding elves are like a pair of expectant eyes. The messy and dusty manuscripts on my desk are like a resentful woman from the Song Dynasty, lying alone and crooked. I am in despair. I need a tianzhu bird to guide or wake up the shy clouds filled with girls in the sky. 2. "Beautiful Campus" The spring on campus is like a delicate stamen, a flower waking up from sleep, spitting out its fragrance.
The long hibernation has accumulated energy, giving the campus in spring a breath of life. The summer on campus is like a blooming flower, which has become stronger after being washed away by thunderstorms.
The spring rain is like a girl, protecting the flowers and giving the summer campus a jumping note. The autumn on campus is like ripe fruits, harvesting mature fruits, and happiness echoes in the campus.
Wind and rain have made this flower go through ups and downs, giving the autumn campus a sweet smile. Winter on campus is not as tender as spring, not as cheerful as summer, and not as sweet as autumn, but it has a tranquil atmosphere.
This long rest can allow the flowers to bloom again next year. 3. "Beautiful Campus" When we are young, we are like flowers growing on such a beautiful campus. The beauty of youth blooms in beauty on such a beautiful campus. The fragrance of flowers covers the path from the dormitory to the classroom. The sunshine is filled with green grass buds. The crystal-clear water drops are dripping on the green tree-lined avenue, which catches the fluttering past. The trees and flowers on such a beautiful campus breathe the breath of youth. The air is filled with the sound of tinkling piano. The children's rosy faces are filled with ideals. Confident, brave and joyful, a green pine bends down sweetly on such a beautiful campus. It has thoughts, flesh and blood, and a soul. It is the soul of our campus. It symbolizes the eternal direction and mission of youth. Starting from the heel, it tilts towards the national flag. The lower body tilts the upper body. But it is as straight as the flagpole. It stands shoulder to shoulder with the blood-red national flag, welcoming the rising sun and watching the setting sun go away. It touches and kisses the blood-red piece of blood, and the blood boils in the body like a fire slurry. It burns the rising sun in the east. Dear students, don’t miss the beauty in front of you. Don’t wait until one day to be so sad: I won’t regret it until the moment I leave you. I didn’t take a close look at you, your plants, trees, flowers, and birds, and the bathing people in the courtyard. With the fragrance of books, I can only vaguely search for the hazy youthful footprints in my heart. When I leave you, I begin to regret that I have never been truly close to you. Your skin color, your skin, and your everlasting vitality, I really want to return to you. Holding my arms and kissing every part of your green and red skin, I really want to express gratitude to every tree and flower, leave a smile, and wait until the moment I leave you to start regretting that I never loved you with all my heart, and never cared for you. Gently wipe the tears from the corner of my eyes. I have never talked with flowers and plants, and I have never quietly appreciated their beauty. Now I realize that you are so beautiful. I realize that my youth has been silently decorated by you. It turns out that happiness and beauty have quietly passed away. I realize that I am living in my own shadow. And you - the beautiful campus - it is always sunny. Why is everything always an afterthought? In such a beautiful campus, there are beautiful girls, young teachers, some are reciting poems, some are singing, and we are dancing happily. How does such a campus make me happy? Don't love her.
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7. What are the ancient poems praising "June"
1. "Drunken Book at Wanghu Tower on June 27th"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering them, and white raindrops jumped into the boat.
The ground wind blows away suddenly, and the water under Wanghu Tower is like the sky.
Translation: Suddenly a strong wind came and blew away the dark clouds in the sky, and the water of the West Lake was as blue as a mirror, bright and gentle. The dark clouds rose up like ink splashing down, but a section of mountains appeared on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the water splashed by the heavy rain splashed into the boat like white beads and gravel.
2. "Sent Off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at Dawn"
Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
Translation: The scenery of West Lake in June is different from that in other seasons. The dense layers of lotus leaves spread out, connecting with the blue sky, forming an endless expanse of verdant green; the graceful lotus buds are in full bloom, looking particularly bright and red under the sunlight.
3. "Congratulations to the Bridegroom·Xia Jing"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Swallows fly over the mansion. Quiet and deserted, the shade of the trees turns to noon, and the coolness of the evening brings a new bath. The raw silk and white round fan is made in the hand, and the fan hand looks like jade for a moment. Gradually, he becomes sleepy and sleeps alone, becoming more and more mature. Who comes outside the curtain to promote the embroidery household? It is a waste of time to teach others, and the dream breaks the Yaotai song. But again, the wind knocked against the bamboo.
The pomegranate half spits out a red scarf and frowns. When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you. If you look carefully at a branch of beautiful flowers, your heart will be as heavy as a bundle. And I'm afraid of being frightened by the autumn wind. If I wait for you to come here, I can't bear to touch the wine in front of the flowers. ***Pink tears, two rustles.
Translation: The little swallow flew down on the elegant house with carved beams and painted beams, it was quiet and no one was around, and the shadow of the sycamore tree turned past noon. In the cool evening, the beauty has just come out of the bath. He holds a silk-woven white round fan in his hand. The round fan and the plain hand look like white jade. Gradually, I became sleepy and slept soundly while leaning on the pillow. I wonder who is pushing the door of Caixiu at this time? Kong Jingren woke up the sweet dream in Yaotai. Listening carefully, it turned out that it was the gusts of wind knocking on the bamboo.
The half-open pomegranate flowers are like clusters of red scarves. When the floating flowers such as peaches and apricots have fallen away, they will bloom and accompany the lonely beauty. Take a closer look at this gorgeous pomegranate, with its thousands of petals just like a beautiful woman’s heart tightly bound. And I'm afraid that the west wind will blow away only the green leaves. In the future, if you wait for the beauty to arrive, you will drink in front of the flowers and you won't bear to touch her. At that time, tears and petals will fall together with a rustling sound.
4. "Tian Jing Sha·Xia"
Yuan Dynasty: Bai Pu
The clouds gather and the rain passes, the waves add, the buildings are high, the water is cold, the melons are sweet, and the trees are green Overcast eaves.
The gauze kitchen is made of rattan mats, and the beauty’s Luo fan is light.
Translation: The clouds are gone and the rain is coming, the water surface is rising and adding waves, the tall buildings in the distance appear taller than usual, the water makes people feel cooler than usual, and the melons after the rain also seem to be cooler than usual. It's even sweeter than usual, with the shade of the green trees reaching to the eaves. On the rattan mat in the gauze tent, a young girl wearing light silk summer clothes, holding a fan in hand, quietly enjoying the pleasant summer time.
5. "Crossing the Sea on the Night of June 20th" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Participating in the battle, I want to watch the third watch, and the bitter rain ends and the wind clears up.
Who embellishes the scattered clouds and the bright moon? The sky and the sea are naturally clear.
When I was free, Lu Sou took advantage of his thoughts and had a rough idea of ??the music played by Xuanyuan.
I don’t hate the nine deaths in the Southern Wilderness. I am here to travel through the wonders of my life.
Translation: The ginseng star is turning across the Big Dipper. It’s almost the third watch, and it’s raining and windy. God should keep an eye on it. The clouds suddenly disperse and the moon is bright. No one needs to decorate it. The sky and the sea are pure and clear.
Although I took a boat across the sea with Confucius' ambition to save the world in mind, I seemed to hear the beautiful music of the Yellow Emperor's Xianchi. Even though I narrowly escaped death after being demoted to the Southern Wilderness, I have no regrets. This trip was the most amazing experience in my life.
8. Poems praising the campus
"Two Poems on the Joy of the Study"
Author: Tang Dynasty·Weng Chengzan
Pond Four and Five The water is a foot deep, and there are two or three kinds of flowers falling on the fence.
Passers-by don’t need to ask for their last names. The sound of reading is my home.
After returning from official duties, the clothes are buried in the snow, and the children's small thatched cottage is brightly lit.
It doesn’t matter whether people are rich or poor, only reading makes the best sound.
Translation:
The pond is four or five feet deep, and the hedges are planted with a variety of flowers. Guests passing by don't need to ask their last name frequently. The sound of reading is my home. When the officials come back, they put on their clothes and bury them in the snow, and the children light up the small huts. It doesn’t matter whether people are rich or poor, only the sound of reading is the most exciting.
Extended information
The campus is a place where students live and study. All activities conducted on campus belong to campus life. Campus life is mostly based on study, supplemented by extracurricular activities. It follows the quality education syllabus issued by the Ministry of Education to cultivate qualified intellectuals for society.
Campus life includes learning, emotions, entertainment, clubs, etc.
Campus clubs are an important part of campus life. Every campus has a variety of campus clubs, from student unions to literary clubs and other hobby clubs.
Campus publications are also indispensable on campus. They carry the culture of the campus, enrich students’ campus life, and are also a platform for students to exchange literary or professional knowledge.
9. Modern poems about praising the campus
1. Walking through the wind-blown campus together Author: Sang Guohua Walking together through the wind-blown campus Have you ever heard the loud The sound of reading echoed crisply and long in the ancient corridors. Walking together through the wind-blown campus, have you ever seen the vigorous figure soaring like an eagle on the grassy sports field? Walking together through the wind-blown campus, have you ever smelled it? The faint fragrance of osmanthus is fragrant and fragrant along the winding path. Walking together through the wind-swept campus, have you ever thought of that bright smiling face flying like clouds in the warm and bright classroom? Walking together through the wind-swept campus is still the same as it was back then. I hope you and I have never forgotten to treasure this most beautiful time. 2. The origin of Wuhan University. Author: Dongdong. I don’t know whether it is fate or some master. My gods have traveled across half of China to search for the Yunmeng River that Huang He has always missed. The bank of Yunmeng Ze has always been surrounded by reading. The two thousand years of longing for "Chu Ci" have never stopped, not just for the graceful night, not just for the rush of the day. If it weren't for the Yiyi lake that harasses me from time to time, I would definitely copy your smoke-like singing, because nothing can resist the force. The surging love of the Yangtze River faces the ever-cloudy moon. You wander in the tender evening breeze, embellishing strings of carefully crafted words into sparkling stars on the East Lake. All steps are translated into English, just like every word. The paths in Luojia Mountain are full of unfathomable depths. I still remember those eyes that cast a glance. You moved a whole mountain city and made almost every student who met you fall in love with you. But only that talented person who was born for love was willing. Be the first sacrifice in your love. Your arrogance becomes a solitary love affair. I often forget the approaching dawn at night. I have booked the days after the age of twenty-two and those street lamps that must accompany me. 3. A metaphor about youth Author: Liang Hua In my youth, a white horse came to Qingqing Campus. In the morning light of early summer, there were only light blue and shimmering outlines around. A real white horse suddenly passed by. Its pure white body reflected the mane on its azure neck, blowing the flying wind. Capturing the eyes gently, it was just a moment of looking at each other. The panic and all the specious promises came suddenly, as if the God was unintentionally lost and disappeared suddenly, as if the God had just passed by Qingqing Campus. In the morning light of early summer, the surroundings were only light blue. Bright outlines. A white horse really came to my youth. 4. April Day on Campus. Author: Liu Lin. In April, go away quietly.
Behind the back of Xiaoxiao, there is a place of beauty. Morning in April, quiet campus.
Pieces of redbud petals, kissing the branches and leaves, float on the shoulders, gently held between the fingers, the dewdrops are crystal clear, and the love is still there. Light and soft.
In my heart, there is a trace of pity and a sigh... Walking on the campus, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. Every part of it is quiet, beautiful, and peaceful.
Pools of jasper are rippling, and the shadows of dreams are graceful. Think more, let the time freeze, let the beauty freeze, think more, in the pure and elegant April day, intoxicated by the beauty, hold that warm hand... April dusk, the sunset is dyed.
Colorful clouds, printed with red smiles, caressed by the sea breeze, filled with the faint fragrance of flowers, a sense of elegance, a touch of fun, and a beautiful blessing, gently ripples in the sky and the night with the chattering love words. The sky is quiet and distant, and my thoughts are far away between heaven and earth.
April, can you let me blend into your deep warmth? April, can you invite me to dance and sing softly in the sweet dream? 5. Beautiful Campus Author: Anonymous Studying and living on campus is a kind of happiness and beauty in itself. The grass pokes its head out and brings out the fragrance of the earth. The redbuds cover the whole body with bright red. Weeping willow branches sway and dance in spring. Magnolia flowers emit a faint fragrance. Even if the flowers fall, they can only take away all your sadness, and the remaining fruits will grow happily. Even if the leaves turn yellow, you can only thank autumn and winter for nurturing the next dream. Your eyes are full of vitality, and your ears are filled with the sound of books and young children. Our life together in my spring on my campus has always been full of the breath of spring, beautiful and happy.