The girl who kicks shuttlecock is light, and the shuttlecock is flying up and down, just like a swallow flying back and forth on her feet.
One by one, the white balls are connected in an arc, crisscross and connected, like shining balls.
Listen, the cry of killing, the cry of surprise and the sound of laughter. Look, the shuttling snowball, the chasing figure and the happy smiling face constitute a moving picture of playing in the snow.
Army as eagles, Xi Qun as chicken mother, I and others as chickens, one by one, close together.
A bubble is about to fall. I am not in a hurry. I use my knee lightly. The bubble flies up 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.
In midsummer, ginkgo tree is like a green sunshade, so many green leaves, leaving no light. Adults love to cool down under the ginkgo tree. Children always play under the ginkgo tree.
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.
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 smiling faces of lively children are like the blooming flowers in spring.
Several times, she got a flower handkerchief, as if she had a fire ball, and was eager to upload it to other people's hands.
I dream of fighting water battles with my friends. The water flowers are like flying fireworks. I dream of diving together, like seagulls flying.
A group of children made snowmen and threw snowballs in the snow. The joyful shouting and noise made the snow on the branches fall.
He took advantage of Xiaoli's inattention, secretly pulled out her stool, and then gloated and waited for the excitement.
Just blow out, the bubble is transparent, slowly become color, there are red, yellow, blue, green, colorful, extremely beautiful.
There is a green lawn in the middle of the playground. Students are willing to study and play on the lawn in groups. The sound of reading often attracts pedestrians outside the playground.
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.
Xiaohui and her classmates all look after each other, sometimes you drag me, sometimes I drag you, sometimes they fall down together, and the students standing on both sides all smile and bend.
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.
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.
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.
Students are fighting snowball in groups, big and small snowballs, meteors generally through the snow curtain, flying around blindly.
Kites, big and small, in all shapes and colors, up and down, left and right, competing against each other under the blue sky and white clouds.
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.
The drummer expressed his unrestrained and passionate feelings in the happy and jumping drums.
One by one, the little hands are numb and red, but no one is cold. They just smile at each other, rub their hands together, and then they shout and laugh. They play their own games towards the world.
The four leading students also learned from the teacher's practice, jumping forward with their feet, some could not stand and fell down, some were tripped by sacks, and some were too timid to jump again and slipped back to the team.
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.
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.
After breakfast, we went to the yard to make a snowman. Just after we went out, the north wind was roaring like a lion. The eggs on the little face are red and the hands are frozen.