“你是一个动人的故事讲了许多年,风里的钟楼火里的凤凰激扬文字的昨天……”耳边似乎还回荡着校歌悠扬婉转的旋律,竟不发觉两年时光已是白驹过隙。当我再次踏进这红砖绿瓦、古色古香的母校,不变的依然是那份静谧与安宁,还有坚持逐梦,对未来满满的憧憬。闻香识羊城这是一座花城,正如诗人杨万里所说:“却是南中春色别,满城都是木棉花。”当我一落地在这座名声在外的羊城时,远远便闻到这木棉的独特花香。满怀着激动踏进校门,校道两旁是满满的苍 “You are a touching story for many years, the wind in the bell tower of the Phoenix burning words yesterday ... ... ” Ear seems to echo the melodious melody of school songs, did not find that two years time is a fleeting experience . When I once again stepped into this red brick green tile, antique alma mater, the same is still the share of quiet and tranquility, but also insisted on dreaming of the future full of longing. Smell the Yangcheng This is a flower city, as the poet Yang Wanli said: “But it is the spring of the spring do not, all over the city are Kapok.” When I fell to this reputation in the Yangcheng, far heard Unique to this kapok flowers. Full of excitement into the school gate, both sides of the school is full of Cang