What is the most beautiful and vital voice in the world? That is the voice on campus.
When the sun rises in the east, just before dawn, the door of the school opens with a slight frictional sound, which awakens the vitality of the campus and heralds the arrival of a new day.
In twos and threes, students and teachers filed into the school gate. As more and more students, the collision between cars, the friction between cars, the whispering of students, all burst out at the same time like Mars, without interruption. At 7 o'clock, the school door closed on time, the noise near the Xi'an Gate gradually quieted down, the melodious bell ringing, and the quiet teaching building, at this time, it was lifted into the main melody, as if agreed, the sound of reading began to rise one after another.
When I was in class, I heard the loud reading of the students in the classroom. It is the love and admiration of foreign middle school students for nature, the pride and pride of foreign middle school students in China, and the yearning of foreign middle school students for Western European style. This bright sound of reading, like the rushing Yangtze River, its momentum, it inspires people, it runs, whistling, never stop...
In the study class, I heard the voice of shushua. There was silence, and only the voice of the ballet was heard lightly on the paper. No one spoke and made trouble. All the students held their breath for fear of disturbing the solemn atmosphere. They bowed their heads and wrote their homework quietly.
Listening to the sound of campus makes me wonder. Students, why not listen to the sound of the campus together?