Walking into the school and heading north, we came to the big playground. Our playground is plastic. Spring has come, the grass is showing its head, the trees are sprouting, and the grass is new green; When summer comes, the grass becomes greener and the trees grow more luxuriantly. In autumn, the leaves are yellow, a gust of wind blows, the leaves dance like butterflies, and finally slowly return to the embrace of mother earth; In winter, grandpa came. He accumulated the heavy snow into a quilt and covered the playground, just like a silvery white dream world.

My campus has not only a big playground, but also a small playground.

Ding Lingling was over, and there was a sea of people on the small playground at once, and everyone was playing. Some are skipping rope; Some are rubber bands; Some are kicking shuttlecock; Others are running; Try your best one by one, like an arrow leaving the string. The class began and the playground was calm again.

There is a flower bed near the small playground, which is full of flowers all year round. There is a stone statue in the center of the flower bed with three pupils on it. One of them was holding a torch, which was magnificent and spectacular. There is also a reading with relish, all wearing red scarves and lifelike.

I love you! My campus! I love you! Where I study and grow up!