人人都有自己心中的学校,或许是苹果形的,或许是大树形的,或许是白云形的……而我心中的学校则是神奇的。“校车来了,校车来了!”随着同学们的一阵阵欢呼,小火车校车徐徐地驶进了小区,载着我们向学校驶去。进了校门,大家欢呼着奔向教室——一个个只有童话里才有的木房子,四周缠绕着一根根树藤。走进这充满了童趣的教室,我们会看到树藤缠绕的黑板、木质的桌椅和讲台。转眼间,下课 Everyone has their own heart school, perhaps an apple-shaped, maybe a big tree, maybe a white cloud ... and my heart’s school is magical. “School bus came, the school bus came!” As the cheers of students burst into the small school bus slowly into the area, carrying us to the school drove. Into the school gate, we cheered toward the classroom - one by one only the fairy tale house only wooden, wrapped around a root tree vines. Into this full of playful classrooms, we will see the tree vine winding blackboards, wooden tables and chairs and podium. Blink of an eye, after class