Campus is flowers of spring, summer campus is blue ripples, the campus is a sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance of autumn, and winter it? Graceful, this is the campus of winter ......
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Fall down subway, train winter hurry to pick up classes. Leafless tree fall, bare, but that is still so green rows of pine, stands straight, the interpretation of the majesty of winter.
You see, the campus is a poetic winter. School, you row in reading pavilion among men of letters between the goods in calligraphy, as well as the slightest drizzle accompanied mind is very nice, but if that kind of talent Li Bai, who is not a great poet, recited the eternal good sentence it? Look, yellow halo of light, it seems there is the finishing touch. Walking in the rain, I did not feel the winter cold, actually make your heart warm thick. "People look for her thousands of Baidu, when I look back, that person is in the dim light," it will be warm in this winter of.
Of course, winter is also a quiet campus. At dusk, you gently walk in that quiet, seemingly narrow trail, beside the residual patchy tree foliage, and finished by just under hazy drizzle moist. Like a boat like children, the rain holding Pearl. A gust of wind blowing, "tick." Pearl rain fall in your hands, looking at the water, pure, clean, lovely little creatures, more wonderful! It implies a winter smile. Pedestrians on the road could not bear to break this sub quiet beauty, heart to heart exchange with, heart to heart communication with, together to enjoy this rare quiet ......
The campus is like a pure and noble girl winter, vulgarity, shy to use their delicate white hands, stroking everything ......
校园的春日是鸟语花香的，校园的夏日是碧波涟漪的，校园的秋日是桂花飘香的，而冬日呢？婀娜多姿，这就是校园的冬日……
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走下秋天的地铁，冬天的列车就匆匆接了班。树上的叶儿落了，光秃秃的，但那排青松依旧是那么苍翠，笔直地耸立着，诠释着冬的威严。
你看，校园的冬日是富有诗意的。放学了，你行于读书亭之中，品于文人墨客的墨宝之间，还有丝丝小雨相伴，心中甚是惬意，如有李白那样的才华，谁不会诗兴大发，吟诵千古佳句呢？瞧，黄晕的光，似有点睛之笔，。在雨中漫步，丝毫不觉冬日的严寒，反倒令你心中暖意浓浓。“众里寻她千百度，蓦然回首，那人却在灯火阑珊处”，冬日之温馨便在于此了。
当然，校园的冬日也是静谧的。黄昏时，你轻轻地走在那幽静、看似狭长的小道上，身旁树上零星散落的残留枝叶，被刚刚下完的朦胧小雨滋润了。像一只小船儿似的，将雨珠儿托着。一阵风吹来，“嘀嗒”。雨珠儿掉在你的手心，望着这水，纯、净，多可爱的小生灵，多美妙！它蕴涵着冬日的微笑。路上的行人也不忍打破这分宁静之美，心与心交流着，心与心沟通着，共同地享受这份难得的静谧……
校园的冬日犹如一个冰清玉洁的女孩，超凡脱俗，羞羞答答地用自己娇嫩白净的手，抚摸着一切的一切……
