Binhe City, Central Plains Province, one of the four famous stoves in the country, although the midsummer has passed, when it is early autumn, but the temperature is still very high, more than eight o'clock at this time has felt a little hot. On the east side of the north entrance of the University of Journalism and Communication are two guardhouses, two electric doors are open, and the tall cube pillars in front of the guardhouse are pasted with red marble. The marble is inlaid with six gilt characters of Zhongyuan University of Communication and Communication. There are two desks in front of the guardhouse, behind which are two security guards, and behind another desk are two senior volunteers, guiding the new students and their parents, surrounded by a few old students, talking and laughing, ready to help those in need. On the west side of the gate, several young police officers wearing police uniforms stood in front of the cordon at the school gate, directing traffic back and forth, prohibiting vehicles from outside units from entering the school. Outside the school gate, on the stone steps next to the green belt on both sides, sat several new students and their parents. Maybe it's tired from walking, maybe it's waiting for something.

Looking south along the gate, you can see that the concrete roads between the buildings are connected, and tall poplars are planted on both sides of the road, and under the poplars is a green separation zone composed of holly trees, giving people a beautiful and picturesque feeling. Students or teachers on the road are walking in a hurry, perhaps because the time for class is approaching, and they are in a hurry. My mother and I went to the information desk at the gate, and my mother said, "Excuse me, classmates, how do I go for the new student registration?" The girl sitting behind the desk said: "Follow the road on the left, turn left and go two hundred meters to the artificial lake, and you will see the playground, where the registration office for new students is located." The mother said, "Oh, thank you, classmate." I looked at the small and thin girl in front of me with my eyes, wearing a red sun hat on her head, and a few small white characters on the hat were written on the Zhongyuan University of Communication and Communication Zhilian. I nodded and smiled and said, "Ah, thank you." The thinner girl said, "You're welcome." ”

My mother was in front, I was following behind her, and my father was at the end with a large trolley suitcase. Entering the campus, it feels like the campus is doing a good job of greening, the walls of the teaching buildings and dormitory buildings are full of creepers, and each building seems to be a green mountain. There are a few bamboos, a few magnolia trees or a few plum blossoms in the corner of the wall, beautifying every inch of the campus. In a row of two-story buildings in front of the boys' living quarters on campus, the office of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China and the convenience store are adjacent to each other, and on the south side of the convenience store is the office of the Agricultural Bank of China. Passing through the boys' dormitory, there is a cement road leading to the southeast, the cement road is about 30 meters wide, with four lanes in both directions, and a holly tree barrier in the middle. Weeping willows are planted on both sides of the road, and the willows are more than 30 years old. The willow branches hung down, swaying in the wind, and were neatly trimmed by the gardener.

Through the gap of the willow trees, look to the south, it is a large water surface with hundreds of acres of land, the water surface is artificially divided into two parts, the east side of the water surface is larger, there is a lotus flower planted in it, the lotus leaves are green like a plate, a few pink lotus flowers bloom quietly on the water surface, three or five small boats are parked horizontally on the small pier. On the west side, the water is smaller, with a few clusters of reeds lush inside, and ducks and geese frolic in the water to swim and find food. The old students on the grass on the shore were reading books, chatting, or strolling along the lakeside, wondering why they hadn't gone to class today.

Walk along the road to the southeast for more than 200 meters and you will see an open playground. The playground is covered with makeshift tents and fences, some of which are marked with yellow warning bands. In the tent on the playground sit staff and school volunteers, who are checking in for new students. The playground was crowded with parents and new students, waiting in line to go through the enrollment procedures.

As soon as my mother saw this situation, she immediately became anxious. He said to his father: "I just said come early, come early, you have to say that you are not in a hurry, you are not in a hurry, you see that there are so many people." The father was not annoyed and said, "Our task these days is to send our son to school, why are we in a hurry?" ”