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9月的校园,多了几分凉意,多了几分寂寥。也许是已经入秋的缘故,校园里的枫叶已经渐渐红了起来,而花坛里的牡丹、海棠却已很难寻觅它们娇美的身姿。每当这个时候漫步在校园的林荫小道上,我时常会有一种莫名的失落感。8点多的校园在上课铃声的几次徘徊中,仿佛一位睡醒了的老人,睡眼惺惺地睁开了双眼,有了一丝活力。偶有几只小鸟在校园的花坛里时起时伏,仿佛在做早操。阳光透过薄薄的云层映照在它们的身上,给了它们一丝温暖,
September campus, a bit more cool, a bit more solitude. Perhaps the reason has been into the autumn, the maple leaf on campus has gradually red together, and the flower bed of peony, Begonia has been very hard to find their charming posture. Whenever this time walking in the campus of the trail, I often have a sense of sense of loss. 8 o’clock campus in the classroom a few hovering ring tones, as if a wake-up old man, sleepy eyes opened his eyes, with a trace of vitality. Occasionally a few birds in the campus of the flower bed from time to time, as if doing morning exercises. The sun shone through them on the thin clouds, giving them a warm,