我们学校坐落在祖国南疆一个偏僻的石油城,一年四季都很美。春天,小路两边的豆荚树和柳树发出嫩绿的新芽,犹如一张张可爱的小脸向你微笑。微风拂过,新生的柳条缓缓摆动,正如唐朝诗人贺知章的《咏柳》所写的那样:“碧玉妆成一树高,万条垂下绿丝绦。”夏天,花坛里的玫瑰、牡丹、 Our school is located in a remote oil city in the southern part of the motherland, beautiful all year round. In spring, the pods and willow trees on both sides of the trail send tender green sprouts like a cute little face smiling at you. Breeze blowing, the new wicker slowly swing, as the Tang Dynasty poet He Zhizhang wrote: “Jasper makeup into a tree high, 000 hanging green silk sash.” Summer, the flower bed roses, peonies,