Morning on campus

In the morning, a crisp alarm clock awakened me from my dreams. I climbed up, dressed, and had breakfast, and I walked happily to the school.

Unconsciously, I have come to school. The school is very quiet and poetic: the small trees are swaying in the wind, and the willows stand upright in the classroom and brush their own long scorpions; the leaves of the bamboo are still green and green, the campus The leaves of the camellia are with a drop of dewdrops, very nice! The grass drifted with the breeze, and I waved it to the waist. The maple tree was replaced with red clothes. We sent a famous letter to us, as if we wanted to tell us: Autumn is coming... I am completely intoxicated by this beautiful morning scene. Unconsciously, the school’s classmates have come to more than half of them, and all of them have gone to the classroom to read the books seriously. The campus is immediately screaming, some people read the text aloud, and some people whisper in English...

what! The campus in the morning is so beautiful! It really made me want to be a famous writer and describe all the beautiful morning scenes.

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