My alma mater is located in an ordinary village, but I love the alma mater of morning, because of her wonderful and warm; I love the campus in the morning, because her charming and moving. I want to pick up the brush with your hot love to paint a picture of the campus in the morning -- blew.
The dawn of summer night, has not yet opened, the sweet sleep, the birds are not awake from a dream. Moon Xishan stars from the sky in the previous section to hide, the entire campus shrouded in fog, like mythology sky Misty fairyland, if when you stand on the top of the mountain overlooking the distant row of the classroom, will new see a milky fog belt around on the roof of the classroom, misty in slightly to show the outline of the walls of the classroom, roof floating in the clouds, albeit not very clearly, like a fairyland in Hainan and Taiwan Pavilion. I want to see this scene, probably like a station in Penglaige on the same wonderful mirage.
In the campus a few old trees, like several vicissitudes of the old God of longevity, staring at the East will be the sun in the sky.
The night gradually opened, the white fog in the flow, in decline. The campus in the early morning mist appeared indistinct figure, a, two...... Accompanied by cheerful laughter gathering in crowds and groups, bustling, campus.
I do not know what time the dazzling glow dyed the sky, and the soft color sprinkled on the campus. Campus everywhere moved the fiery red scarf, butterfly like bright flower skirt, over the campus waft students reading aloud... The young tree is awake, and the wild flowers awake
And she, a sweet dream dew; the bird woke up, flashed a clear voice, singing to the blue sky.
The sun rises, the sun shines through the campus. Some of the students are holding a book on the tree trunk, some bow to walk on the lawn, and some three five running on the playground. In the classroom with childish voices aloud "rain coming softly, full lake......" Langlangde doushusheng fly out of the campus, spread to the ears are cultivated folks, they listen to the familiar voice, looking at the campus surrounded by trees, it seems as if thinking smile...
Ah! The morning of the school, this is the beginning of a day, the beginning of life. The ideal seed to sow, the meaning of life to know...... Here is a youth fantasy, here is the future call.
Though I have graduated from his alma mater, but I often like to sit in the summer morning the hills overlooking the campus, the painting is full of vigor and vitality of the beautiful picture of excited me, give me the strength, I seem to see the native village tomorrow the sun is rising.
我的母校坐落在一個(gè)普普通通的山村，但我愛母校的早晨，因?yàn)樗婷疃鴾卮?；我愛校園的早晨，因?yàn)樗龐趁亩鴦?dòng)人。我要拿起畫筆用心中灼熱的愛描繪一幅絢麗多彩的畫卷──校園之晨。
初夏的黎明，夜幕還未拉開，草兒甜甜的睡著，鳥兒還未從夢(mèng)中醒過來。月亮落下西山，星星從天幕上次第隱去，整個(gè)校園被籠罩在晨霧中，像神話里天上飄渺的仙境，假如這時(shí)你站在山頂眺望遠(yuǎn)處那一排教室，就會(huì)新奇的看到一條乳白色的霧帶繞在教室屋頂，霧靄茫茫中微微地顯出教室墻壁的輪廓，屋頂在云霧中漂浮，若隱若現(xiàn)，宛如仙境中的瓊臺(tái)樓閣。我想這情景，大概又像站在蓬萊閣上看到的海市蜃樓一樣奇妙無比。
校園中的幾顆老梧桐樹，好像幾位飽經(jīng)滄桑的老壽星，凝望著那東方將要升起的旭日。
夜幕漸漸拉開，白茫茫的的晨霧在流動(dòng)，在減退。這時(shí)校園的晨霧中出現(xiàn)了隱隱約約的人影，一個(gè)、兩個(gè)……成群結(jié)隊(duì)，伴著歡快的笑聲，校園熱鬧了起來。
不知什么時(shí)候炫目的朝霞染紅了半邊天，又將柔和的色彩灑在校園里。校園里到處都移動(dòng)著火焰般的紅領(lǐng)巾，蝴蝶般鮮艷的花裙，校園上空飄蕩著同學(xué)們朗朗的讀書聲……小樹醒了，沾著露水；野花醒了
，她與露珠一個(gè)甜甜的夢(mèng)；小鳥醒了，亮出清脆的歌喉，唱著向藍(lán)藍(lán)的天空飛去。
太陽升起來了，陽光灑滿了校園。同學(xué)們有的捧著書本倚在樹干上，有的低頭漫步在草坪上，有的三五結(jié)伴奔跑在操場(chǎng)上。教室里用稚氣的童音朗讀著“微雨欲來，輕音滿湖……”瑯瑯的讀書聲飛出了校園，傳到了正在耕耘的鄉(xiāng)親們的耳朵里，他們聽著熟悉的聲音，望著被樹木環(huán)抱的校園，似乎如有所思的笑了……
啊！校園之晨，這時(shí)是一天的開始，人生的起步。理想的種子要播種，人生的意義要認(rèn)識(shí)……這里有青春幻想，這里有未來的呼喚。
雖然我已從母校畢業(yè)，但我卻常喜歡在夏日的早晨坐在山頭遙望校園，那一幅幅充滿生機(jī)的美麗的圖景令我興奮，給我力量，我仿佛看到了家鄉(xiāng)山村明天的太陽正冉冉升起。
The dawn of summer night, has not yet opened, the sweet sleep, the birds are not awake from a dream. Moon Xishan stars from the sky in the previous section to hide, the entire campus shrouded in fog, like mythology sky Misty fairyland, if when you stand on the top of the mountain overlooking the distant row of the classroom, will new see a milky fog belt around on the roof of the classroom, misty in slightly to show the outline of the walls of the classroom, roof floating in the clouds, albeit not very clearly, like a fairyland in Hainan and Taiwan Pavilion. I want to see this scene, probably like a station in Penglaige on the same wonderful mirage.
In the campus a few old trees, like several vicissitudes of the old God of longevity, staring at the East will be the sun in the sky.
The night gradually opened, the white fog in the flow, in decline. The campus in the early morning mist appeared indistinct figure, a, two...... Accompanied by cheerful laughter gathering in crowds and groups, bustling, campus.
I do not know what time the dazzling glow dyed the sky, and the soft color sprinkled on the campus. Campus everywhere moved the fiery red scarf, butterfly like bright flower skirt, over the campus waft students reading aloud... The young tree is awake, and the wild flowers awake
And she, a sweet dream dew; the bird woke up, flashed a clear voice, singing to the blue sky.
The sun rises, the sun shines through the campus. Some of the students are holding a book on the tree trunk, some bow to walk on the lawn, and some three five running on the playground. In the classroom with childish voices aloud "rain coming softly, full lake......" Langlangde doushusheng fly out of the campus, spread to the ears are cultivated folks, they listen to the familiar voice, looking at the campus surrounded by trees, it seems as if thinking smile...
Ah! The morning of the school, this is the beginning of a day, the beginning of life. The ideal seed to sow, the meaning of life to know...... Here is a youth fantasy, here is the future call.
Though I have graduated from his alma mater, but I often like to sit in the summer morning the hills overlooking the campus, the painting is full of vigor and vitality of the beautiful picture of excited me, give me the strength, I seem to see the native village tomorrow the sun is rising.
我的母校坐落在一個(gè)普普通通的山村，但我愛母校的早晨，因?yàn)樗婷疃鴾卮?；我愛校園的早晨，因?yàn)樗龐趁亩鴦?dòng)人。我要拿起畫筆用心中灼熱的愛描繪一幅絢麗多彩的畫卷──校園之晨。
初夏的黎明，夜幕還未拉開，草兒甜甜的睡著，鳥兒還未從夢(mèng)中醒過來。月亮落下西山，星星從天幕上次第隱去，整個(gè)校園被籠罩在晨霧中，像神話里天上飄渺的仙境，假如這時(shí)你站在山頂眺望遠(yuǎn)處那一排教室，就會(huì)新奇的看到一條乳白色的霧帶繞在教室屋頂，霧靄茫茫中微微地顯出教室墻壁的輪廓，屋頂在云霧中漂浮，若隱若現(xiàn)，宛如仙境中的瓊臺(tái)樓閣。我想這情景，大概又像站在蓬萊閣上看到的海市蜃樓一樣奇妙無比。
校園中的幾顆老梧桐樹，好像幾位飽經(jīng)滄桑的老壽星，凝望著那東方將要升起的旭日。
夜幕漸漸拉開，白茫茫的的晨霧在流動(dòng)，在減退。這時(shí)校園的晨霧中出現(xiàn)了隱隱約約的人影，一個(gè)、兩個(gè)……成群結(jié)隊(duì)，伴著歡快的笑聲，校園熱鬧了起來。
不知什么時(shí)候炫目的朝霞染紅了半邊天，又將柔和的色彩灑在校園里。校園里到處都移動(dòng)著火焰般的紅領(lǐng)巾，蝴蝶般鮮艷的花裙，校園上空飄蕩著同學(xué)們朗朗的讀書聲……小樹醒了，沾著露水；野花醒了
，她與露珠一個(gè)甜甜的夢(mèng)；小鳥醒了，亮出清脆的歌喉，唱著向藍(lán)藍(lán)的天空飛去。
太陽升起來了，陽光灑滿了校園。同學(xué)們有的捧著書本倚在樹干上，有的低頭漫步在草坪上，有的三五結(jié)伴奔跑在操場(chǎng)上。教室里用稚氣的童音朗讀著“微雨欲來，輕音滿湖……”瑯瑯的讀書聲飛出了校園，傳到了正在耕耘的鄉(xiāng)親們的耳朵里，他們聽著熟悉的聲音，望著被樹木環(huán)抱的校園，似乎如有所思的笑了……
啊！校園之晨，這時(shí)是一天的開始，人生的起步。理想的種子要播種，人生的意義要認(rèn)識(shí)……這里有青春幻想，這里有未來的呼喚。
雖然我已從母校畢業(yè)，但我卻常喜歡在夏日的早晨坐在山頭遙望校園，那一幅幅充滿生機(jī)的美麗的圖景令我興奮，給我力量，我仿佛看到了家鄉(xiāng)山村明天的太陽正冉冉升起。