Love Me Enyi

The campus is a cheerful paintbrush embellishing our colorful childhood. The campus is a brand-new ladder, which opens us to the peak of knowledge. The campus is a thick book, which brings us the fragrance of ink. I love my school - Zhuhai Enyi School.

My school, located at the foot of the lush Banzhang Mountain, has a rare natural landscape, fresh air, and gentle breeze, which makes us feel happy and comfortable every day. Another batch of outstanding successors.

Walking into our campus, the most eye-catching thing must be the majestic, rolling and towering Banzhang Mountain. The campus is like its child, nestled in the arms of its mother. The school taught us to face the difficulties of learning with an optimistic spirit, and taught us that only by working hard to swim in the ocean of knowledge can we grow into useful talents.

Whenever I hear the sound of reading in the classroom, it is like a clear spring sprinkling into my heart, it really feels special in my heart. Whenever I see my classmates listening carefully in class and being united and friendly after class, I am glad that I am in a harmonious big home. Whenever I feel the hard work of the teachers, I will never forget the teacher's kindness in my heart.

I love the school, the rows of neat teaching buildings in the school, the flowers, the grass, the trees and the scenery on the campus. The school is the source of our students' dreams. It incorporates the ups and downs, victories and losses of my childhood. It records every drop of my tears and sweat, and it has witnessed the maturity and progress in my heart. It remembers the sorrow and joy behind my every smile.

The campus is like a five-flavor bottle, which is filled with various flavors. Only by savoring carefully can our life be more meaningful and valuable. It is like a magic key that opens the window of our soul.

In another three months, I will bid farewell to my six years of elementary school career. I feel deeply nostalgic and reluctant. I am reluctant to part with the beautiful campus, I am reluctant to train our teachers like my mother, and I am reluctant to part with my dear classmates.

Enyi School, I love you! I will keep in mind the eight golden characters on the school gate—honesty, erudition, and overflowing kindness.

                                   Li Hao, Class 603, Enyi School