400 words of composition in Campus Wenchuang Garden.

Walking into the campus in the morning, the breeze blew and the branches and leaves of willow fluttered with the wind. The air is filled with flowers. In my eyes, the most beautiful is the small garden on campus.

In spring, all the flowers are in full bloom. Red, yellow, pink and white flowers, like a little brother who accidentally knocked over the paint. Some are red, red like fresh pulp, sweet; Some are yellow, as yellow as freshly baked bread, with rich aroma; Some are pink, pink like a gorgeous princess dress, with a dream; Some are white, and white seems to be soaked in milk.

In summer, flowers bloom more brightly. All kinds of bugs came out, butterflies, bees. Butterflies are flying around among the flowers to spread pollen. Bees are buzzing around the flowers to collect honey. Teachers also planted vegetables in it, and now the color of vegetables has turned into emerald green.

In autumn, the flowers look listless and the leaves are yellow. When the wind blows, petals and leaves fly freely in the air, just like groups of colorful butterflies, showing their dancing in the air.

In winter, Snow Girl spread a thick snow-white quilt on the ground. Snowflakes fell on the branches like clusters of pears. Snowflakes fell on withered branches, like cotton one after another. After class, it became a paradise for students. Have a snowball fight and make a snowman. Students can have fun. The students' laughter lingered in this small garden for a long time.

I like my campus, and I like our beautiful little garden all year round.