Sunday, May 30, 2010

Poem

It is blue, fresh, and beautiful sky,
with crowd of birds flying in.
It is green, natty, and bright gross plot,
with lots of rabbit playing on.
It is brown, batch, and slant grove,
with numbers of squirrels running upon.

It is my campus, an exciting, attractive, and
fantastic place that make people feel quiet.
I like my campus, it appeals me with its
interesting scenery.
I like my campus, it attracts me with its
silent environment.
I like my campus, it makes me feel the
miracle of the nature.

That's my campus, a glorious place.

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