Poems about Spring Campus 1
Spring is coming.
The campus is bright and fresh.
The peach blossoms are in bloom.
The apricot blossoms are in full bloom.
Poplar swaying brand-new emerald screen.
Colorful butterflies dance.
Larks sing.
Warm spring scenery bathes the campus.
Sprinkled all kinds of gold on her.
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Branches often swing.
Girl's silk bundle hair
Laughter rang the bell.
Like to lean on flowers and willows.
Take a beautiful picture.
Touch the peach cheeks in shame
I feel uneasy.
Men are so brave.
How strong you are.
Come to the garden competition, too.
Come for an outing on the lawn, too.
Climb a bunch of twigs
Go back and insert the vase.
When the flowers bloom tomorrow morning.
In my dream, I am very close, very close.
Spring Campus Poetry II
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 weeping willow branches are swaying 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.
Poetry about Spring Campus 3
How fresh and beautiful you drive.
You are charming and fragrant.
I burned you secretly.
Burn it in a pure heart
How many days and nights
I kept showing, and I was fascinated.
The environment is like a cangue, locking the trajectory of life.
Years are like grinding, grinding away the memory of personnel.
Now, spring has passed and summer has passed.
The past is like a dream, hard to find.
Just your name.
In my clear autumn heart
Swim quietly
Poem 4 about Spring Campus
The earth is sunny in spring.
Farmers sow the seeds of hope in the fields.
The workers are brewing fragrant flowers in the workshop.
On campus, the flowers of the motherland
Flowers bloom everywhere. Happy laughter and cheerful voices.
It's its moving face.
Think quietly and be tolerant.
The fiery heart seems to be blooming.
Butterflies are dancing among the flowers.
Birds are singing in the jungle.
Late at night, there is a breeze blowing.
Awaken students' dream of seeking knowledge.
Remind people that the national flag carries a firm oath.
Always ready to accept the test of the motherland.
We are the flowers of our motherland.
The motherland is fragrant, and we are fragrant.
The stars shine tonight.
We may travel far away tomorrow.