A Little Garden

A Little Garden

I was attracted by the scenery out of the window the first day I came to my dormitory and since then it has become my hab it to sit by the window and enjoy the wonderful scenery.
Every time my roommates see me absorbed in it,
they shake their heads, puzzled. To them, there is nothing more than a deserted piece of grassland outside the window. But it is their misfortune to fail to find the wonder and the beauty.



The little garden, as I name it, is fenced at one end by the school wall and at the other by our five storied dormitory building. A couple of tropical trees stand straight at the corner. Such is the small but lovely garden. I like sitting in my chair by the window and looking at it affectionately. It takes on new appearances in different seasons, so I never feel bored.



The garden looks very poor in winter. The grass has withered and the bare trees stand lonely in the chilly wind. But when spring comes, the trees are decorated by greenish new leaves and the grassland is dotted with small white flowers. One afternoon after many days＇rain, under the blue sky with some drifting clouds, some students are lying on the grass, enjoying the sun shine. I am glad to find someone else to appreciate this place.



But my favorite moment is at night.
After a whole day＇s hard work, I throw myself into the window chair. Breathing the fresh air, feeling the soft breeze, and listening to the leaves rustling, I feel refreshed. The

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