There are many beautiful scenery in my campus, such as tall teaching building, ancient auditorium, green trees and beautiful flowers ... However, the most beautiful ones are the two big locust trees with a history of more than 600 years in front of the hall.
These two big locust trees, like two brave soldiers, guard our campus, and the most rare thing is her beautiful scenery all year round.
In spring, the drizzle is like silk, and the locust tree pulls out new branches and grows white buds, which is very attractive. A few days later, a bud turned into a baby's little finger-like young leaf. They laughed in the warm spring breeze, adding a joy to our campus.
In summer, the sun is like fire, the leaves of Sophora japonica are lush and dense, and the big Sophora japonica tree looks full of vitality. The students came to enjoy the cool under the tree, and the hot campus immediately became quiet and cool. "The fragrance of Sophora japonica in May", in May, the small white flowers from Sophora japonica trees exude a faint fragrance, which is refreshing and intoxicating!
In autumn, the leaves of Sophora japonica turn yellow, and some fall and dance like butterflies; Like parachutes, they are playing hide-and-seek with people; The others are just like swinging, floating around. They are donating money to help mother Sophora japonica.
In winter, the cold wind roared, and mother Sophora japonica lost all her leaves, leaving only thick branches, but she still bravely struggled with Grandpa Feng and stood there firmly to save energy and make full preparations for better growth next year.
The four seasons of Sophora japonica are beautiful, and her efforts are even more touching. I love Sophora japonica, and I love to cultivate our growing campus!
There is a row of Sophora japonica trees in the south of our school playground. There are eight locust trees, about ten meters high and as thick as a bowl. Sophora japonica is a beautiful scenery in the school.
Spring has come, the peach trees at the campus gate are full of red flowers, but the locust trees on campus are still bare. Every time I pass under the locust tree, I always have an idea as scheduled: is it dead? Why are all other plants alive and only it is desolate? I don't know how long it took, but I took a casual look at the locust tree that I thought was hopeless, and it actually sprouted. When the next day passed, I was surprised to find that the locust tree had grown green leaves, which made the campus more spring. After several spring rains, the locust trees soon flourished.
Unconsciously, summer is coming. When I walked under the locust tree again, I found that the locust tree was covered with clusters of beige flowers, emitting a faint fragrance. At this time, the peach blossom at the entrance of the campus has withered, and the lush Sophora japonica flowers add many beautiful colors to the campus in summer. Whenever I go to physical education class for free activities, I like to lie on a stool under a locust tree to enjoy the cool. The playground is sunny, but there is shade under the locust tree, and a breeze blows, which makes me feel cool.
Sophora japonica is not only beautiful, but also brings me a lot of happiness. I like that row of locust trees, especially in summer.
There is a tall and straight old pagoda tree in the north of our school.
In spring, the old locust tree grows oval leaves with many small teeth on the edge, which can't be seen unless you look carefully. It is raining. Look at the old locust tree greedily sucking the dew in spring, and at the same time making a rustling sound, as if to say, "Let's have some more rain ..." After more than a month, every tree is covered with green leaves, dense and layer by layer.
In summer, the leaves of the old pagoda tree are very lush. In the hot summer, the old pagoda tree is like a big green umbrella, shielding the students from the sun. The students were very happy and played under the old pagoda tree one by one. The old locust tree smiled knowingly when it saw it. On rainy days, we play games while hiding from the rain.
In autumn, the leaves of the old pagoda tree gradually fall. Some are like swinging, fluttering leisurely, some are like a flock of swallows flying leisurely, some are like parachutes, and some are like golden butterflies spinning in the air. In a short time, the ground became a thick "carpet"
In winter, the leaves of the old pagoda tree were taken away by the cruel mother-in-law Feng. However, it still stands upright, fighting the cold wind. Its tenacious spirit touched Grandpa Xue, who gave the old pagoda tree a bed of silver quilt, and the old pagoda tree fell asleep sweetly covered with silver quilt.
Ah! Old locust tree on campus, I love you!