Spring breeze blows branches and spits out new green, drizzle moistens the core, and bursts of fragrance. Let's stroll in No.12 Middle School together and feel all the love and wonderful spring scenery.
No.12 Middle School is adjacent to my hometown, on the east side of Hometown Avenue and on the north side of Xuhui Road. The surrounding environment of the school is beautiful and the scenery is eye-catching. Looking down is green water, looking up is blue sky; Overlooking the city living room, near Aegean Square.
Driving into Jiayuan Avenue, a new green French phoenix tree is planted on the roadside, like a hospitable soldier saluting you. Not far away, the towering statue of Luban came into view. Don't rush for success. When you reach the T-junction, you must turn right and enter Xuhui Road. At this time, you can see Zhanghuiqu, which flows slowly around the west side of the school. The river is clear and the dam is covered with lush grass. This will be a grassland for teachers and students to communicate and talk after work and study. Rows of tall three-ball Platanus acerifolia, Acer truncatum and palm trees stand on Xuhui Road, and clusters of red leaf heather and azaleas are cut under the tree. At this time, the azaleas are blooming brightly, attracting many beautiful white butterflies. There are two square gates on the north side of the road, which are very imposing, just like an open book. Yes, this book is the two gates of knowledge and the south gate of the school. Through the gate, you can see the infinite scenery of the campus.
When you step into the campus from the south gate, please don't forget to appreciate the three Podocarpus trees in front of you. Gardenia around Podocarpus will bloom white in May, giving off a refreshing fragrance. When you really enter the campus, as long as you step into a building, you don't have to worry about the sun and rain, because the corridor connects eleven buildings as a whole. Although the buildings are separate, they are connected. The library building and the administrative building of the school are integrated into a zigzag building. With Huizi Building as the center, there are science and technology building, art building and dining hall on the right, experimental building, teaching building and storm gymnasium on the left, Confucius Statue Square in front and standard 400-meter circular sports ground behind.
There are many exotic flowers and grasses in various functional areas of the school: those with names and those without names; Common and rare; Height, prone position, posture; Red and green match and set each other off. At this time, you can't help but want to be Haizi: give every tree, grass and flower a warm name. Being in such a lush courtyard, isn't it pleasant to think of enjoying the stars and picking flowers everywhere? Whether it's dawn or drizzle, every day with flowers and books is a beautiful day.
On such a good day, you might as well enjoy the flowers that bloom with shame.
Watching Huang Jinju dance in the morning light, listening to carnations whispering in the sun, smelling the fragrance of carnations in the breeze, and then picking a red cuckoo in your hand and chewing it in your mouth. Sour and sweet. This scene tastes long!
I believe you are familiar with colorful flowers and their names. But there are also some flowers that you may often see but don't know their names. Now let's recognize their faces and call the roll.
Pittosporum flower: Umbrella flower of evergreen shrub, first white and then yellow, with faint fragrance.
Bauhinia: there is a poem, a tree and a secluded flower to see Bauhinia. Clusters of flowers are stunts. They are purple and beautiful.
Allium tuberosum: Leaves are like leeks and flowers are like daffodils. In another two months, you will see its beauty.
Purple leaf plum: The trees are full of flowers, like clouds and clouds.
There is no need to elaborate. You're already dazzled. At this time, you need to go to the library, pick up a book and have a cup of tea to relieve fatigue.
"A exhausted love, you can go home slowly", this is the most touching love letter written by Qian Liu, the king of Wu Yueguo, to his wife who is going home to visit her mother. It is also the affectionate call of spring to us. Let's clear our minds and go to a grand flower party.
Choose a city to die, take away a white-headed man, choose a school to struggle, shed all your blood, educate a generation of talents, and leave a lifetime of youth. The beautiful No.12 Middle School invites you to go to the mountains and seas together and run towards the future!