Good morning!
I come from class ? grade ?, my speech is entitled "I love my school."
Towering at the foot of the iron roof temple, at the Trans-North and the South side of Xiangfan, in the post-rolling river foreshore, is located forward of a Beauty School - Middle School Maoba.
Dawn, the night has not yet started,grass sweet to fall asleep, and the birds have not woke up from their sleep, the entire campus at the morning mist in the diffuse, like the mythology of the Temple. At this time, you see that white at a distance of teaching buildings, will be strange to see a white fog with wind around his waist in the Academic Building.
Gradually opening night, the morning mist at the vast expanse of whiteness receded, at the flow. At this time, there have been at the morning mist of vague shadows, one, two ... five ... ten ... ... in droves, accompanied by cheerful laughter, walked into the campus.
I do not know when, brilliant red Zhaoxia a half of the sky, soft colors will sprinkle campus. Little tree woke up, dipped in dew; wildflowers awake, able to smile; birds awake, showed voice, toward the blue sky.
I love our school! I love our teachers!
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