One day, after I finished my homework, I happily picked up the skipping rope and skipped downstairs to start skipping.
I'll buckle my hands together first and move my wrist.
I put my hands gently on my knees again, and my knees bent and turned.
Then I let my toes touch the ground, lift my heels and move my ankles.
After the warm-up activities, I held the skipping rope in my hand, took a deep breath and began to jump.
I threw the skipping rope behind me, turned my arm hard, my legs jumped up with my ankles, and the skipping rope crossed an arc in the air.
I counted out loud: "One!" My hands shook the skipping rope hard and my feet left the ground again and again. The rope is getting faster and faster, just like building an arch bridge for me, so that I can pass smoothly.
I jumped and counted happily, jumping 100 times.
Mom saw it on the side and kept clapping. I'm so happy! I'm a little tired and want to stop and have a rest. Just then, my mother shouted to me, "Come on, come on!" " "I held back the pain in my arms and legs and continued to dance.
Although I slowed down, I kept jumping and didn't stop.
My mother gave me a thumbs-up when she saw my tenacious performance and praised me repeatedly.
I was elated and smiled happily.
My extracurricular life is rich and colorful, among which playing badminton is my favorite sport.
Every weekend, after finishing my homework, my mother takes me to play badminton. Every time I finish playing badminton, it looks like I just fished it out of the sea.
When I first learned to play badminton, badminton was always out of control. My mother's serve was either missed or missed by me. I'm so angry and anxious that I sweat every time.
Later, my mother said, "Don't worry. When the ball slowly falls, look at the bottom of the ball, look at the right direction, and then shoot. "
"I did as my mother said, and sure enough, the ball slowly listened to my command.
Since then, my skills have become better and better, and I even hit my mother once! Since then, playing badminton has become my favorite sport. Every time I play badminton, I ask my mother to play more games.
However, I can only catch the ball now, but I don't know how to serve. In the next time, I will practice serving more and make my skills better and better.
Playing badminton can not only exercise my body, but also exercise my reaction ability. It's the best of both worlds.
Playing badminton is my favorite extracurricular activity!
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My favorite extracurricular activities
Everyone has favorite extracurricular activities, right? Of course, I also have my favorite extracurricular activity-throwing sandbags! We had a good time. If you don't believe me, let's go and have a look!
First of all, two students in this class throw sandbags.
They are still very strong! The students are running around, sweating and panting, but everyone has more joy in their hearts! Suddenly, a classmate threw the sandbag over, but before it came, everyone stood up, jumping and circling, like dancers dancing on the stage! The thrilling game continued, and sandbags were thrown at me. I suddenly bent down and the sandbag reached the classmate who threw the bag opposite, only to see her shouting: "Good!" " The students immediately stopped moving.
Then the classmate who threw the bag threw the sandbag in his hand at his nearest classmate. However, this classmate is not to be outdone, and he jumped up briskly, just like a beautiful butterfly dancing with the naughty wind! All the students clapped at once.
I learned a truth from this competition: friendship is the most precious, and students should care for each other.
There is such an interesting extracurricular activity. There are many extracurricular activities in our study life, such as; Dancing, learning English, singing,,,, and my favorite things are playing the accordion and practicing calligraphy.
Our China has a long history, and calligraphy has been very popular with everyone since ancient times. I say calligraphy is very interesting because every word is beautifully written. Sometimes it's strange to look at the words sideways. Why are they like big bones? Sometimes, why is this apostrophe still full of twists and turns? Some words are even more interesting. The word "Cao" has no muscles, and the rest are all bones, which is really weak. If people look closely, they will find that many words with left and right structures are thin and fat.
These are all the knowledge I learned in calligraphy class, which I can't learn in school.
Not only did I know the beauty of Chinese characters, but I also developed a good brush calligraphy.
At school, I am often praised by my teacher for my pen writing.
In accordion class, it is not as serious as calligraphy class, but another atmosphere.
When it is difficult for everyone to play the accordion ensemble together, listen, everyone's piano is in a mess, and all kinds of strange sounds make everyone "sloped", which means everyone laughs.
Sometimes we imitate the siren with the accordion, so that the teacher suddenly runs in, looks out of the window and says doubtfully; "oh! I clearly heard the siren, why didn't I see the car shadow? " At this moment, we couldn't help laughing.
Playing the accordion and practicing calligraphy are not only interesting, but also give me many opportunities to show myself and let people know themselves better.
If you are interested in them now, what are you waiting for? Sign up with the teachers quickly. Good: Friendship first, competition second!
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I finally made it to the afternoon.
Fuck, this afternoon, we are going to hold a tug-of-war competition.
Everyone is very happy.
On the playground, a thick rope is pressed against two white lines in the middle of the playground, and a red cloth strip is tied between the ropes.
Whoever can pull the red stripe in the middle of the rope over the white line at his end wins.
The teacher divided the class into two teams, and the students all tried their best.
Surrounded by students watching the scene of bustle, even the young trees shook their arms as if to say, "Come on! Come on! "
"get ready!" Cried the referee.
Both players grabbed the rope.
"Du-"whistle sounded and the game officially started.
We didn't give in to each other, so we backed off as much as possible.
Let's take a look at Tintin in the last film.
He grabbed the rope with both hands, gritted his teeth and pulled back.
He is like a wooden head. No matter how the other person pulls, his feet hardly move.
Look at the Hercules who joined our team.
His face flushed, his right foot pressed against the heel of the previous classmate, and his left foot pressed against the toe of the previous classmate, forming a "bow" shape.
The red cloth moved to our side for a while, then moved to the other side.
Cheerleaders "cheer" one after another, shouting louder and louder until the voice of the other cheerleaders is suppressed.
Gradually, gradually, the rope moved to the other side, and we couldn't pull it. We lost.
The students in our team stood dejectedly, while the other students jumped three feet happily.
Change venues and fight again.
This time, we learned the lesson that the last competition failed because of inconsistent efforts. Wang Qiang asked to sing a song. After a few minutes of fighting, we won.
"Failure is the mother of success!" This tug-of-war really made me understand this sentence.