There are many voices in our campus. In the morning, when I stepped into the campus, the neat teaching building appeared in front of me. Looking through the glass, the students' loud reading attracted many cicadas. Look, they all stop on the branches and listen quietly. The breeze eats the rustle of willows, just as silkworms eat mulberry leaves. Some students get together to discuss the problems in the book. In class, the teacher asks questions and the students immediately raise their hands to answer them.
"Ding-bell-bell-bell", the bell rang, and the students flew out of the classroom like birds, active in the playground, some singing, some jumping, some chasing, some exercising, jumping rubber bands, throwing sandbags, kicking shuttlecock, skipping rope, playing football and table tennis, some playing games, playing hide and seek, cheering and shouting. ...
After school, the campus is full of the sound of the whole team, the horn of the car at the school gate and the whistle of college students' military training. Well done!
The cheers and shouts on campus ... constitute a touching symphony.
Every day, there are always many sounds in my campus, some of which are pleasant and some are relaxing.
In the morning, when you walk into the campus, you will hear the students' neat reading sound passing through your ears, like chunks of thick white clouds floating in the sky. They read with great energy, which makes people feel the joy of learning knowledge as soon as they listen. The birdsong leaking from the leaves from time to time, like a decorative sound, adds color to the students' reading sound, which makes people listen and feel full of strength.
"Jingle bells ..." A ringing bell rang, class was over, and the quiet campus gradually became noisy. Students' footsteps came from the corridor and stairs, like fierce drums, like heavy rain hitting lotus leaves. Some students fall down, and there will be a burst of happy laughter, like fireworks suddenly blooming in the night sky. The students who fell down were not annoyed, so they immediately got up and chased and hit. There was another burst of laughter on campus.
When the bell rang at noon, the teacher announced the class was over, and the students immediately exploded. Many people speak loudly and don't worry that the teacher will criticize themselves. Outside the school gate, the owners of those grocery stores are also very active at the moment, shouting loudly, and it seems that all the students in the school are eager to go to his house to buy things.
Back to school, at this time, the most lively place on campus is the canteen. Those students who take a lunch break at school craned their necks to line up in front of each window. As soon as they approached the window, they scrambled to hand the plates to the chef in the canteen. Those plates touched the counter and kept making a crisp "bang" sound. Students who get meals are always holding plates in their hands, laughing, and some even sing the most popular songs to show off their meals to others, so backward students will complain constantly. And those students who sit and eat, spoons and plates are constantly jingling, just like blacksmiths while the iron is hot. Yes, after eating such a nutritious lunch, the students' bodies are getting stronger and stronger like steel!
It's time for a nap The teacher got off work, the students who took a lunch break fell asleep, all the other students went home, and there were no vendors outside the school. The campus is officially closed and quiet. Occasionally, I can only hear the wind rustling among the leaves.
The sound of the campus is beautiful and intoxicating. We are here to listen, study and grow happily. This memory must be the most beautiful movement in our childhood.
In the morning, as soon as I stepped into the school gate, a cool breeze blew head on. The sound of the wind is crisp and cool. It awakens the sleeping earth, awakens the dreaming birds, awakens ... with a whoosh, the dew on the tip of the leaf falls under the call of the wind. The dew on the petals of "Ba Ba Ba" is unwilling to lag behind, scrambling to fall. Ah! How pure the sound of wind is! It is firmly engraved in my heart.
Entering the classroom, the students' reading sounds come and go. Butterflies and birds outside the window stopped on the branches, as if listening to students reading. Their desire is our pride.
Suddenly, the powerful broadcast sounded, and the students put down their books and quickly lined up at the door. The flowers on the lawn danced with the March of the athletes, as if to do exercises with everyone.
On the playground, the students are doing broadcast gymnastics: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight …" Everyone is listening to the cheerful rhythm, reaching out and kicking lightly and neatly. The radio stopped, the students whispered, and the noisy voice wandered around the campus. The voice passed by the ancient banyan tree, and the annoying cicada on the tree unconsciously cried, "cicada, cicada, cicada ..."
Ding, the class began, and the noisy campus suddenly became quiet. "The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season ..." A tender voice came from the first-grade classroom. At this time, the cicada in the tree stopped chirping and listened to the students reading. ...
Ding, class is over. Some students are playing on the playground. Some are doing math problems in the classroom; Others are dancing in the corridor ... On the grass, among the flowers, a group of small animals gather together, as if to move with everyone.
Listen, hoo-hoo-,sand-sand-,cicada-cicada-,haha-haha-,how beautiful and interesting! This is the voice of the campus.
Chapter four: The phonetic composition on campus is colorful, like one wonderful song after another.
In the morning, the car that sent the children made a "drip" sound. Accompanied by the children's laughter when they walked into the campus, they merged into a beautiful song to make the originally quiet campus lively.
"Jingle bells ..." It's time for morning reading. Every class has heard the sound of reading, and the first song on campus has been played. The teacher is going to test words. We quickly took out the paper and pen and got ready. The sound of pen "brushing" or "dadada" came from the quiet classroom.
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There are many voices on campus, such as reading, singing, playing and lecturing ... All kinds of voices are intertwined to form a song, full of vitality and vigor. We live happily and grow happily in this song.
Chapter 5: The composition of the campus voice. Every holiday, I always leave the campus reluctantly. Because I miss the teacher's kindness and care about friendship, I am actually more obsessed with the voice of the campus.
Listen! When the bell rang, there was a sound of reading in the classroom. Huh? Why does this reading sound so special? It is neat and harmonious, but the sound is higher and higher, like two indomitable horses fighting to the death. When I entered the room, I saw that the students had divided into two factions, and the voice was louder than that.
This sound seems to be like a rushing river, hitting the stone shore. This sound reflects back and forth in the building, making the whole building ripple with this magnificent and devouring reading sound. Teachers came out to enjoy the reading ensemble. I like this kind of sound, which is unique and only available on campus.
Listen! The bell rang, and the "Reading Symphony" ended, but "a series of laughter" was staged. Recess is the freest and happiest time for students. In a short time, there was "hahaha" uninhibited laughter on the playground, and it was free and unrestrained. The boy playing football on the playground must have scored again! At this time, there were a few "hee hee" laughter, which must have been teased by another classmate. Hey! Here comes the "Hehe" laughter again. Such pure laughter must be the harmonious voice of chatting between friends!
The sound of the playground is as noisy as the vegetable market, but unlike the vegetable market, the sound on this campus is the most naive laughter. This "laughter string" must be the most harmonious and pure!
Yo! The tug-of-war has begun! Listen! As soon as the whistle sounded, the cheerleaders of both teams tried their best to cheer for the players. "One, two, three!" ""Come on! Come on! " The cheerleaders blushed as if they were hoarse. What a United voice! What a powerful voice! It is dedicated to the efforts of athletes and cheerleaders. This is the power of progress! It's a sign of collective unity! How touching and shocking! This is more sincere, powerful and beautiful than any voice in the world!
For me: the sound of reading, laughter, refueling, and the sound in my ear. I love my campus, and I love the beautiful voice of the campus more.