For a moment, the little pump mother thought about it with her brush against her chin, and then she sipped her mouth to draw several strokes. She was really like a little painter who entered into the artistic conception of creation.
He held the balloon in his hands, and his cheeks puffed up, like half a ball buttoned up, and then he shriveled down, like a sinkhole, and his eyes were round as if they were about to crack.
The game began, at this time, I was a little afraid of my own failure, I was afraid of falling. I sweated in the palm of my hand, but could not wipe it. I just grasped the chain tightly.
The campus is full of laughter. Students are chasing and playing with each other. Some are climbing poles, some are jumping long, and some are playing badminton. Only female students are jumping rubber bands in groups and humming songs.
The birds on the branches chirped and sang, as if they had come to our party.
The shuttlecock seemed to have a spring rope tied to Jiajia's feet. It kept jumping on and off her feet.
Yan Yan gently throws the shuttlecock into the air. When the shuttlecock is more than half a meter above the ground, she lifts her foot and kicks it.
Students are fighting snowball in groups, big and small snowballs, meteors generally through the snow curtain, flying around blindly.
Time is running out. I'm in a group with Xiaoping, Xiaohui and Xiaohong. When Li Ming is the referee and chants, we all rush forward.
She's swinging on the swing now! The red coat quickly and slowly scratched the eye-catching red line, shaking out the intoxicated and sweet smile of the time, like a cute swallow in early spring.
She was as mad as a prick. The faster she dances, the higher she jumps, sometimes she splits, sometimes she kicks backwards. It's just like a little monkey, which makes you dazzled.
The smiling faces of lively children are like the blooming flowers in spring.
Our extracurricular activities are both rich and interesting. The most interesting thing is the teacher's game played on the playground on June 1 children's day.
There are a few friends who dare not climb before they are halfway there. I climbed to a branch right, then sat in the middle of the tree right, picked a delicate peach blossom and threw it to my little friend.
Sometimes the kite suddenly rises, sometimes glides down, sometimes spins, sometimes slows down, like an eagle, like a kite, like a swift swift, like a swallow.
One by one, the white balls are connected in an arc, crisscross and connected, like shining balls.
I saw the teacher put his feet into the sack, with his hands on the edge of the sack mouth, and his legs jumped hard, his body leaped up.
He took advantage of Xiaoli's inattention, secretly pulled out her stool, and then gloated and waited for the excitement.
His hand was only a little short of touching her, when she made a face, like a slippery loach running out of the distance.
The beautiful summer is hot. Grandpa goes to the tree to enjoy the cool. Some are playing chess. Grandma fans and talks under the tree. Children like to play and play in the water.
A group of children made snowmen and threw snowballs in the snow. The joyful shouting and noise made the snow on the branches fall.
Shuttlecock, left, right, up and down, bounced up and down in front of Shanshan's body and behind her. Shanshan sometimes turned to this side, sometimes to that side, and followed the shuttlecock closely. Her eyes always moved flexibly with the shuttlecock.
Male students kick shuttlecock, kick it, run two steps, often with the disobedient shuttlecock run sweat, make people laugh.
A small fat man was in a hurry to command the remote control car. The wheezing trolley bumped the small flower garden against the bottom. Finally, the remote control car crashed into a brick wall.
We pushed the snow with our hands, kicked it with our feet, and piled it vigorously. Although our hands were frozen red, we didn't feel cold at all. We were totally immersed in joy.
I dream of fighting water battles with my friends. The water flowers are like flying fireworks. I dream of diving together, like seagulls flying.
House crossing is a game I brought from the city. Without dolls, black and black puppies are our dolls. Without houses, I would build a small thatched shed with a few boards. We have a good time checking melons, picking vegetables, cooking and burning.
Yingying stooped, stretched her legs, and the shuttlecock fell steadily on her feet like a magnet.
The shuttlecock flied to the right mischievously, and was about to land. At this critical moment, the silk skilfully bent to the right and stretched its legs. The shuttlecock seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and it was controlled by her again.
We ran along the shore, then rushed desperately towards the waves, almost falling down. The three of us are swimming and playing hide and seek in the sea.