In study, work and life, everyone has dealt with composition. Composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. So have you ever studied composition? The following is the composition 10 on the third grade campus that I compiled for you, for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

The third grade campus composition article 1 searched, after the senior high school entrance examination: beautiful campus, leave me alone. -inscription

Class, eating, sleeping, class, eating, sleeping ... the days before the middle school entrance examination are mechanically repeated day by day. Teachers' expectations, parents' expectations, yearning for dreams and heavy studies have all become my heavy burden. ...

I have never enjoyed our campus, observed a corner of the campus carefully, and savored the black and white paintings on the campus wall. I'm very sorry about all this, but how can I have time only for the last two months? Who dares to ignore the fierce and cruel battle of the senior high school entrance examination?

After the senior high school entrance examination, I want to walk around the campus most.

Morning * steps at the school gate *

Every morning when the sun just rises or doesn't, we all rush into the school gate, climb the steps and go to the classroom. Maybe we are all used to it, and no one will stop to observe the school gate and appreciate the steps. Perhaps, the school gate is not as tough as it looks: perhaps, this school gate made of iron bars has left a deep impression over time: perhaps, the steps from the school gate to the classroom are not long: perhaps, the grass on both sides of the steps is beautiful; probably ...

After the senior high school entrance examination, I must go back to that short road and recall our anxious and slightly sad mood every morning.

Noon * playground * runway

Physical education class will always be our paradise, whether it is scorching sun or cloudy noon. Because of physical education class, we laugh loudly and freely spread the innocence of children, but ignore the playground full of laughter and the runway full of sweat and tears. Perhaps, the trees next to the playground are more beautiful than anywhere else: perhaps the basketball stand on the playground is not so high; Maybe the runway is not that wide; Maybe there is a shallow dent where we have stood for a long time. ...

After the senior high school entrance examination, I will definitely go back to this familiar playground and savor the happy time of going to physical education class together. Evening * classroom * lighting * evening classes are always the hardest, because everyone is eager to go home, but they still refuse to give in and work hard. However, everyone ignored the dark classroom and the light that gave us.

Perhaps, the intensity of each lamp in the classroom is different: perhaps, the classroom at night gives people a dreamlike illusion: perhaps, the lights in the dark are more dazzling and bright: perhaps …

After the senior high school entrance examination, I will definitely revisit this memorable classroom and relive the scene of the whole class struggling together. The days of junior high school are coming to an end, which may be a relief, but I will miss the bits and pieces of junior high school life!

After the senior high school entrance examination, I want to walk around the campus most.

The first mid-term exam in grade three has just passed. Looking back silently, I find how many days and nights can no longer be redeemed. Before I could count the crooked and messy footprints behind me, the end of the year came again, and the new year waved to me again-the bell in November has rung! Hey! ! ! Time flies, the sun and the moon flies. It has been two months since I entered the third grade!

I still remember when I first entered the third grade, the teacher said to us earnestly:' I'd rather lose a few pounds this year.

You can't regret it next June! The headmaster also slowed down (sent) to our class. My parents are even more nervous than us. We are not nervous under the pressure of layers.

By the third day, we were somewhat excited and happy about this word, and there were some confusions and fears. On the third day, there were no flowers and birds; There is no singing and laughing in the third grade; There is no play and games in grade three. Grade three is just a monotonous activity at home and school! If you want to use color to describe the difference between grade three and childhood, then childhood is colorful and grade three is black and white!

The third day is coming, should all the' interference' go away quietly? Should I drown in the sea of practice and exams?

By the third grade, we will be much more mature and sensible. You made me feel proud and heavy in the third grade, and you made me suddenly enlightened-I understood the importance of learning. My feelings for you are very complicated: thank you or complain! I firmly choose' thank you'.

On the third day, your arrival seemed to tell me that the boat of fate had appeared, and the drums had started in June, sounding the assembly number of the final sprint!

Come on! Take action now and fight for a better tomorrow for you!

Comments: In the face of various invisible pressures in the third grade, the author did not complain, but chose to "blow the assembly number of the final sprint"! The author has such a mentality that learning is the most valuable and pressure is also the driving force. I believe you can get good grades.

Our class is the key class of the school. All the students are top students and all the teachers are elites. Because we are in the key class, we are given "preferential treatment" everywhere. On Arbor Day, the school assigned our whole grade students the task of planting 100 trees in the suburbs. Everyone cheered and finally went for an outing! I didn't expect the head teacher to appear quietly at the door, and the whole class was suddenly silent. "What's that noise? Looks like a key class? Talking about planting trees, right? In fact, there is no need to go to so many people. " The head teacher pushed his glasses and our hearts sank. Oh, no, I'm afraid the outing plan will be ruined! Sure enough, the class teacher smiled and continued: "I applied to the headmaster, and he agreed to let our class not participate in this voluntary tree planting activity." You can study with peace of mind, and I will take time to make up your physics. " "ah? Alas, "everyone is very depressed. "Ah what? You are students in key classes, how can you be the same as other classes? " The class teacher left this sentence stiffly and left. The previous cheerful atmosphere in the class is gone. We watched other students happily walk out of the school gate and watch them come back. Someone grabbed a sweaty classmate and asked, "What's the matter? Is it fun? " "You bet, that's great! Hey, you didn't go? " "The somebody else is?

Key class, read only sage books! "The other class" explained in a sarcastic tone, so we had to smile bitterly. Our class is the only one in the whole school who didn't take part in the next film activity. In the words of the class teacher: "Do students in key classes still have leisure to watch movies? Let's review our lessons! "Is it true that students in key classes can only hold textbooks to chant Buddhist scripture every day? Students in other classes talked about football, news and stars, but we could only listen to them and couldn't get in a word, because these contents were almost unheard of. Because we are students in key classes, we often "cook".

The chemistry teacher often makes up lessons for us during extracurricular activities. The English teacher changed the music class to English class without permission. The class teacher also used the class meeting to make up exercise papers for us. The administrator of the physics reference room prints for us every day. The class teachers tirelessly traveled to and from the first floor and the sixth floor, bringing us piles of papers with ink fragrance. "The exam is coming soon. You must finish these papers within one week and give comments next week! " One day, the monitor announced, "The head teacher went to the city for a meeting this morning." "The meeting? Does this mean that you can't take physics class? Wow! In the future, physics class will be physical education class, so we can have two classes easily! " The whole class suddenly applauded, and other classes looked askance: "Are the students in key classes so crazy?" In physics class, the head teacher didn't show up, and the representative of the physics department swaggered onto the platform: "Students, although the teacher was not here today, I was given a lesson preparation material yesterday, so let me give you this lesson." What? Yesterday, we had to sit patiently and listen to the representative of the department. Fortunately, the next class is physical education class, so we can relax completely. However, something unexpected happened. When the bell rang, the representative of the physics department appeared on the podium again: "Students, the teacher said that I was afraid that teaching only one class would not be effective. Just in case, he asked me to take another class to consolidate it! " We almost fell off the bench. Alas, now I have finally passed the unified examination, and I can have a holiday soon! After a busy semester, I can finally have a rest. Who knows, our dear class teacher announced another decision: "I decided to make up lessons for you this holiday and learn the knowledge of next semester in advance." The comments on No.75 Tiyu Road, Xiangcheng District, Xiangyang City, Hubei Province are all about the pressure of study, but this article is unconventional and novel. The author picked up a few small things in campus life and vividly showed the "special treatment" received by students in key classes. The language and expression of this article are vivid and true. I watched the students in other classes participate in tree planting activities with great interest. I heard that physical education class almost fell off the bench when he changed to physics class, which not only showed the author's helplessness, but also made people laugh. Through the article, the author expressed his desire for freedom and teacher understanding.

The hearty autumn wind sent me to a strange campus. On both sides of the road, tall trees are swaying in the sun, and their figure is slim and graceful. Like a blonde girl meditating in the breeze. Delicate eyes seem to see through the whole autumn.

The autumn wind blew away the heat of summer, making it cool and comfortable. On the spacious playground, the bouncing people are so lively and always full of youthful colors. Next to it, a gorgeous cash cow shines with golden light. The yellow patches under the tree are dazzling yellow. Occasionally, a small seed gently falls on your head and caresses the tip of your hair. It seems that I am still attached to you and I don't want to leave for a long time. After a long time, the leaves on the tree will fall apart and be scattered all over the floor with the destruction of autumn wind. Riding the wind and running around the playground, the autumn wind that brushed my cheeks has also warmed up.

The midday sun shines brilliantly. Look up at the sky. The dense leaves are stacked one by one, and you can see another charming sunshine outside the leaves on your side. Plumes of gold thread fell on my eyes through the only gap. Black eyes also have a glimmer of brilliance.

In the small garden, the little black boy kept crawling, as if he were busy with the harvest given by autumn.

The towering wall separates the inside from the outside, and the vitality in the campus is no different from that in the outside world. The wind in the morning is slightly cool. With the progress of people, a building in front of us suddenly stands in front of us, which is full of 1000 students of Grade One, and has never forgotten the inculcation of the first teacher. Then, the sound of reading loudly exploded and reached my ears. So real. The originally thin oxygen in the air expands rapidly in an instant. The cycle of the four seasons has never become impure.

Green grass grows in the spring breeze and leaves fly in the autumn wind. The youth that permeates the campus is still strong and lively. The same passionate years. Even if the color style is different, we can still change it. Withered leaves can also become nutrients in the soil. Now, we can pick ourselves up and move on. Our youth is like a fallen leaf. You chase after me and overtake yourself. We can't let the pit in front of us stand in my way.

On the rocks, some Parthenocissus tricuspidata turned yellow for a while. The vines in Huang Cancan are twisted one by one. Even after spring, its indomitable temper keeps the body climbing upward. The sudden storm can't stop its firm belief.

The leaves are fluttering and the autumn wind is all over the sky. Falling leaves flying all over the sky, like butterflies, chased in mid-air for a while and then quietly stopped in the grass. The plants in the garden are still so tender, and a little yellow in the grass is really tasty. In the dark corner, those trees can't stand the friction of years and have quietly disappeared in the campus.

Every corner of the campus is full of autumn passion, and the students here are eagerly looking forward to it; Birds are chasing each other. Our campus is full of energy and passion. In this campus, without golden autumn, there is no joy of success.

In this warm campus, we defend and chase. Sow for next autumn. There are our laughter, bitter sweat and tears in the passionate campus. We awakened the fallen lion with passion.

The late autumn wind planted desolate seeds in our hearts. However, passion softens all loneliness.

One day, someone asked me, "Everyone says No.2 Middle School is beautiful. Is this true? " I confidently replied, "Of course it's true." He asked me again, "Well, what's on your campus?" I stupidly replied: "Well, green trees, red ..." "Hehe, I asked about the specific scenery." He interrupted me, "You know what?" I'm stumped and don't know where to start. Therefore, when I was at school, I deliberately looked for the beauty of the campus.

Sure enough, our campus is really beautiful.

Whenever the dim sun sets off the hazy moon covered with dew, I come outside the school and see the beautiful school gate. The golden electric door slowly opens and closes and enters the right column door. Then, the students walked into the campus and started a new day of study and life. On the gate of this school, there is a sign with seven golden characters written forcefully: "Yueyang No.2 Middle School".

Walking into the campus is tantamount to throwing yourself into the arms of beautiful women.

Stepping into this beautiful embrace, you will first see a piece of bamboo paper with the words "learned and determined" written on it, which reminds me of "asking questions and thinking carefully". I know that I should be a knowledgeable and single-minded person.

Walking up from the bamboo slips, you will see two poetic characters: "Dream Garden". Inside, flowers and plants, thick and faint, fragrant, after a day of study, go for a walk and sit down, what a pleasant thing!

Leaving the "Dream Garden" and looking up, a corner of a building full of literary temperament comes into view, that is our teaching building. In the teaching building, we learn and grow in a happy atmosphere every day.

Opposite the "erudite" teaching building is the experimental building "Gezhi", in which we observed interesting slide specimens and swam in the wonderful network world, which really made people "happy"!

On the left of "erudition" is the cultural wall we love. There, "Question" made me understand that if you want to have "flowing water from the source", you must constantly acquire useful knowledge from books; "Rise" made me understand that we are the hope of the new China. ...

Leaving the cultural wall and looking through the teaching building, the vision is broad. There is also our magnificent sports ground, which is divided into three parts, namely, football field, runway and stands. Usually, we play, jump, run and play in this beautiful playground. It is because of our liveliness that our playground is so beautiful.

Next to the sports ground, it is a very important place, that is "Siyuan Building". Usually at noon, we eat in it. Why is it called "Philip Burkart"? This reminds me of "Thinking about the Source of Drinking Water", and there is a feeling that people who dig wells are not forgotten in drinking water, just like "the laggards think about their trees, and those who drink their streams have their sources", reminding us not to forget our roots at all times.

In our school, there are many beautiful places, such as Jingyuan and basketball court ... they all add a lot of glory to my school.

Now, I can say loudly and excitedly, "Beautiful No.2 Middle School, I love you!"! I want to add luster to you. "

When I go to Qiu Lai in spring, flowers bloom and fall, and my love for you is quietly precipitated in practice. -inscription

You seem to see through everything about me, the way I fought back tears, the disguise when I was sad, but you never said anything. Comfort me with your flowers and green leaves. Invisible, you have become my reliance.

Time flies, the minute hand coincides with the hour hand again and again, passing by again and again. I will leave you soon, maybe I will cry, but my heart will always be full of love for you. Campus, you make me want to stay, I don't want to leave regrets, I want to leave beautiful memories, New Year's Day party, sing a song for you.

The teacher's rehearsal every night makes me look forward to the start of the party, and I can't help but fantasize about my beautiful makeup that day. I kept giggling there, but on the day of the performance, I wanted to cry.

The campus echoed with ringing bells. I listened quietly in the library, and I have been expecting those four girls who want to make up. Just then, footsteps came, and then a big scream greeted me with a heartbreaking voice. I can't help but want to say, "What should I do if it's so ugly?" "In an instant, throw yourself on the chair. As soon as the bell rang, I rushed to the toilet to take refuge in lightning speed. But the smell of the toilet is too strong, and my heart is cross. Anyway, I have to die sooner or later, so I risked my life to spy on the military situation in the office. I got caught as soon as I entered. The teacher picked up the cosmetics, carefully applied them to my face, and said softly, "Don't be nervous, it's beautiful. "I'm really nervous. I'm afraid I won't even know myself after melting. When the teacher put on my makeup, she said, "You all have dark circles and uneven powder coating. Even if you are busy, you should pay attention to your health. "I'm warm as soon as you listen. In fact, the teacher has been working hard recently, giving us lessons and taking time to rehearse for us. Now she wants to make up for us, and every detail is worried about our health, but before that, I still think she has made us ugly. The head teacher and other teachers are also very concerned about us. Three-foot platform, a blue shirt, ten years of teaching, spring silkworm spinning, falling red to protect flowers, you are my mother or father, your hands are old for us, my dear teachers! On campus, you are like a boat, and the teacher is a ferryman, carrying full love and sending us to the other side.

After putting on my makeup, I went to the lecture hall and said to myself, "This is the last performance on campus. There can be no mistakes. " I stepped onto the stage, chest out and abdomen in. I thought everything would be as smooth as a rehearsal, but I didn't expect my heel to be stepped off halfway. I have no choice but to try not to let my shoes fall off. The light shone into my eyes. I stared at the camera and made every move skillfully. "Hand in hand, regardless of you and me, strut forward ..." I took my classmate's hand, so warm. I hope we will never part.

Campus, please listen, this is my deep love for you.

September is a season full of green, because all the trees have not withered, and the earth is still green.

I study in baolv primary school. My school is located in the west of the department store. Before entering the school, I saw the newly installed gate of our school. It is made by the law that the parallelogram in mathematical geometry can be deformed, and the door is controlled by the remote controller. However, it also has a disadvantage, that is, it is too slow to harvest, which can be compared with the crawling speed of snails. The gate is silvery white, and there is an electronic display screen in the upper left corner, which can display the year, month, day and time in red font. Under the sunlight, the silver is shining like a silver-plated door.

When I entered the school gate, the first thing I saw was a reddish-brown screen wall, which read eight golden characters: "Study hard and make progress every day".

Bypassing the screen wall, you can see a flat and wide playground. The playground is 200 meters in circumference, the runway is made of earth, and the inside of the runway is concrete. This playground can accommodate 1200 people. Our playground is really big! Every big recess, students flock out of the teaching building and run to the playground to play and fight, some jumping rubber bands and some punching sandbags.

There are willows, conifers, lawns, flower ponds and rockeries in front of the teaching building. The pines and cypresses in front of the teaching building are like soldiers guarding the city, and they are like the building gods of the teaching building, guarding us all the time. Willow branches hang down, like a child who has done something wrong, bowing his head to admit his mistake. Willow leaves droop gracefully, like soft hair just washed by a little girl. The rockery is covered with Parthenocissus tricuspidata, whose leaves are very green, making it a tall green hill.

Walk into the teaching building and stand in the corridor on the first floor. The corridor is very quiet. Look into the classroom on the first floor, the first-year students are sitting up straight and listening attentively! There are preschool students, a carpenter's room and a teacher's office on the first floor. Go up to the second floor and you can hear the sound of reading. It turns out that the second floor is a classroom for grades two, three and four. If you look inside, the students are full of energy and the teachers are very serious. On the second floor is the brigade and studio! From the first floor to the third floor, different voices sounded in the classroom, including English reading, beautiful singing, methods and ideas for solving math problems, and neat reading. Here we are on the fourth floor of the middle building door, which is our learning world, because there are electric classrooms, computer rooms and teachers' libraries on the fourth floor, and we can also have classes in the computer room.

After walking out of the teaching building to the building, it is our entertainment world-"backyard". After class, the students run here and play horizontal bar, parallel bars and table tennis. Students are active in the backyard. Some students sit on the parallel bars, while others hang upside down with the help of the horizontal bars, like a bat without wings. The school has given us joy, and let us gather here to form a big group and a big family.

Full of green, the campus in September, is beautiful. I like the campus in September.

The first mid-term exam in grade three has just passed. Looking back silently, I find how many days and nights can no longer be redeemed. Before I could count the crooked and messy footprints behind me, the end of the year came again, and the new year waved to me again-the bell in November has rung! Hey! ! ! Time flies, the sun and the moon flies. It has been two months since I entered the third grade! Theme composition of campus life in grade three

I still remember when I first entered the third grade, the teacher said to us earnestly:' I'd rather lose a few pounds this year.

You can't regret it next June! The headmaster also slowed down (sent) to our class. My parents are even more nervous than us. We are not nervous under the pressure of layers.

By the third day, we were somewhat excited and happy about this word, and there were some confusions and fears. On the third day, there were no flowers and birds; There is no singing and laughing in the third grade; There is no play and games in grade three. Grade three is just a monotonous activity at home and school! If you want to use color to describe the difference between grade three and childhood, then childhood is colorful and grade three is black and white!

The third day is coming, should all the' interference' go away quietly? Should I drown in the sea of practice and exams?

By the third grade, we will be much more mature and sensible. You made me feel proud and heavy in the third grade, and you made me suddenly enlightened-I understood the importance of learning. My feelings for you are very complicated: thank you or complain! I firmly choose' thank you'.

On the third day, your arrival seemed to tell me that the boat of fate had appeared, and the drums had started in June, sounding the assembly number of the final sprint!

Come on! Take action now and fight for a better tomorrow for you! Theme composition of campus life in grade three

Comments: In the face of various invisible pressures in the third grade, the author did not complain, but chose to "blow the assembly number of the final sprint"! The author has such a mentality that learning is the most valuable and pressure is also the driving force. I believe you can get good grades.

Speaking of my alma mater, I believe everyone in our school will give a thumbs up. Because the people trained by this school are excellent, parents will try their best to send their children to this school, and I am honored to be one of the many students in this school.

When I first came to school, I was shocked by her magnificent architecture. The gate of our school is bow-shaped, with a time collapse on one side and a big clock hanging on it. I think the moral must be to let us cherish time, make good use of time and step into the school gate. This is a vast atmosphere. This is our outdoor assembly hall. This is the place where the national flag is raised every time. It is said that thousands of people are not crowded standing here.

Crossing the venue is where we study. In the first teaching building, we can hear the sound of reading every morning, which inspires us to keep learning. Of course, this building is very famous because it was built by several outstanding alumni who graduated from our school and gave us great encouragement.

Walking past the teaching building is our library. Every time after school, I will stay here for more than an hour, reading my favorite books and understanding the news. This is also the place where I come most often. Next to the library is our tallest indoor playground, which is fully equipped. When I am tired of studying, I can come here and enjoy sports.

Having introduced so much, are you attracted by our school? Welcome to visit our school.

10 Our school is located in a new school on the right side of Huancheng Road in Gaolan County. There is a story about this school. The municipal government intends to build an entertainment plaza in the new campus. Later, due to the poor facilities of our old school, it was converted into a school, and we will never forget the day when we moved to the new school.

All classes organized students to wait in the classroom before nine o'clock that day. The faces of day students show the joy of moving into a new environment, while our boarding students are waiting for their parents with a sad face. First of all, the students of Class One, led by the head teacher and classroom teacher, lined up for the new school. And our hearts have been hanging, afraid that our parents didn't come before we left, afraid that our parents would come but couldn't find us after we left. At this time, Class Three has started to go further, and my heart is very confused. Just then, I found a figure rushing into the school at the school gate. I saw from a distance that it was my mother. I rushed over and pulled my mother into the dormitory. I don't know what to do. I had to ask my mother to wait for me in the dormitory, so I went back to the classroom and set off for the new school with everyone.

When we came to the new school, all the classes were waiting on campus, and the last class finally arrived. The high-decibel loudspeaker is the principal's statement on the construction of the new campus. We are all waiting for the seniors to dissolve, so that we can experience the different atmosphere of the new campus. After more than an hour, we finally arrived. We swam impatiently to the teaching building, filled with joy and happiness, but forgot that our mother was still waiting in the old school. Near noon, the life teacher asked us boarders to bring daily necessities. This time, I remembered that my mother was still in the dormitory, and I ran to the old school without looking at the new school again.

When I held the dormitory door to catch my breath, I found that my mother was gone. I'm really worried. This is the county seat. My mother is from the countryside and is not familiar with this place. what can I do? I stumbled to the school gate. As soon as I got to the school gate, I saw my mother coming with something. I ran to see my mother. Originally, my mother saw that our dormitory was too dirty, so she went out and bought a broom and a bag of stuffing for me to eat. I cried with my mother in my arms, not only for a broom and a bag of stuffed skin, but also because my mother knew that many teachers would wear fashionable clothes when they moved today, so that students could change into clothes that they didn't usually wear. My mother is afraid of losing face for me and being bullied and belittled at school. So my mother hid in the dormitory until someone left before coming out to buy something for me.

Father loves mountains, and I believe maternal love is greater than mountains. I will never forget this day. On the first day of this new school, a mother who only moved a bed for her son but was afraid of humiliating her son shed tears on this day. I won't cry in vain today. I will repay my parents with the best results!