In the morning, I often go to school with my school books excited mood. By the joy of our childhood we are the moments of the seven years before school or the time of play, the minute of view of the school yard in the morning.
The sky is blue, airy, fresh air. Only the rustling of the leaves and the chirping of the birds. At this time, the school yard is very quiet, quiet. Very few students go to school. The lights in the classroom gradually light up, the fans also pop up, revealing the yellow rows. The three storeys are L-shaped, leaving an empty courtyard with a yellow starred flag and no puppets playing. The sun rises, looks like a giant ball. The light rays shine down on the school grounds to brighten it up. Early dew drops are deposited on young green leaves as gems. A few minutes later, students come more. Now, the schoolyard has been busier than before. The students laughed and said loudly throughout the school grounds. Every one of you play a game, you kick the ball, you jump the rope ... Moments of shouting back and forth sweeping applause for the winners. On the phoenix, the nacreous sparrow twig, the jumper jumped to dance, chirping as if to cheer, mingled with the fun below. All teachers and teachers have come to school to prepare their lectures. Uncle drums still im looking at us. The buildings glowed like gold. A few minutes later, the drum into the classroom sounded: Tung! Tung! Tung! ", So the class began. Outside the air is silent, quiet again. Only the flying flag and the teacher's voice echoes.
I like the view of the morning because it is a quiet and dreamlike scene.
