Itisbelievedincommonthatbeautyexistseverywhereonthecampusaslongasyouhaveaneyeforit.Somepeopleholdthatnaturalscenes,especiallyatdawn,arethemostbeautifulonthecampuswhileothersbelievethatitisintheafternoonwhentheplaygroundsarefloodedwithstudentstakingpartinsports.Inmyopinion,thebestsceneonthecampusisduringtherushhourwhenthousandsofstudentsrushtowardsthecanteen.

Atpreciselythesametimeasthebellrings,somestudentsdashfromthechairs,rushingtothecanteen.Theysetthepreludetothemostattractivesceneofthewholeday.

Withinafewminutes,alltheclassroomsbecomeemptyandeveryonestartstheirjourneyforlunch,onfootorbybike.Itgivespeopletheimpressionthatlunchisthemostimportantthingintheworld.Mostofthestudentsmoveatthesamespeed,withtheexceptionofseveralexcellentcyclists.Theyshuttlesmoothlyinthecrowdsjustlikefishswimmingfreelyinthesea.

Onthewaytothecanteen,everyonelooksanxious.Butonceinside,alookofprideandtriumphtakesover.Sometimes,itbubblesupinmymindthattherushhourhustleandbustleistheepitomeoftheintensecompetitioninreallife.Ifyouwanttorealizeyourexpectations,youmustbearmedwithskillsandknowledge,usetimeandresourcesefficientlyandthemostimportantly,haveahealthybody.