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我心中的校园，是一座没有墙的城，这座城让我们雀跃。 The campus in my heart is a city without walls, which makes us happy. 现在的学校或多或少的被什么东西保卫者，也许是栏杆，也许是墙，也许是楼房。每天清晨校门准时打开，学生们纷纷而至。这门又在之后的某一时间“啪”的一声合上，仿佛是吞食着浮游生物的鲸突然闭上了嘴巴。接下来，我们被与世隔绝了。我们“一心只读圣贤书，两耳不闻窗外事。”祖国未来的希望全成了冰心笔下那朵在墙角孤芳自赏的花。一座没有墙的城，通向四面八方，五湖四海也通向这里，这里是信息聚会的地方。于是，我们雀跃，在信息中飞向远方。 我心中的校园，要有森林，森林让我们成长。 有人说我们是温室里的花朵，经不起风吹雨打。可那花儿可是自愿呆在温室的吗？不见得吧！一个小小的花盆，一捧缺乏养分的泥土，一点人工合成的营养液怎能满足花儿不断成所需的一切？！没有强健的体魄，花儿如何经得起日晒雨淋？在森林里的，我们的脚下踩着黑色的泥土，我们的头脑吸收着天降的甘霖，我们的双手伸向燃烧的太阳。于是，我们成长，在逆境中傲然挺立。 Now the school is more or less defended by something, maybe a railing, maybe a wall, maybe a building. Every morning the school gate opens on time, and the students come in succession. The door closed again at a later time, as if the whale devouring plankton suddenly closed its mouth. Next, we were cut off from the rest of the world. We "read only the books of sages and sages, but we don't hear anything out of the window." The hope of the future of the motherland has become the flower in the corner of the wall in Bing Xin's works. A city without walls, leading to all directions, all over the world also leads to here, this is the place for information gathering. So, we exult and fly away in the information. The campus in my heart, there should be forests, forests let us grow. Some people say that we are the flowers in the greenhouse and can't stand the wind and rain. But did the flower volunteer to stay in the greenhouse? Not necessarily! How can a small flowerpot, a handful of soil lacking nutrients, and a little synthetic nutrient solution satisfy all the needs of the flowers?! Without a strong body, how can flowers stand the sun and rain? In the forest, we step on the black soil under our feet, our brains absorb the rain from the sky, and our hands reach out to the burning sun. So, we grow up and stand up in adversity. | 
