Physical education class's modern poems 1,
At five o'clock in the afternoon, there will be a physical education class.
Put it in the middle of the stool.
A long-awaited person, a commotion
The stadium, smiling in the distance.
Nobody. Look.
Second,
On the stadium, the red rubber track.
Print the deep shadow of the buttonwood tree
People discuss state affairs in pairs.
Vilen's books are barren in the sky.
Only cultivated by a few rare life.
Under the basketball stand, a sweaty person.
Double luck, dribbling, throwing and pouring
Various techniques are used on the table tennis table.
Also, jump rope and play football.
There are even dancers.
How happy I am!
I guess
And I can only, with phoenix tree.
Accompanied by the cold autumn wind
Living alone in the shadows
bend down
Greetings to ancient stones.
Nobody. Look.
Third,
Blue eyes staring at the sky.
Warm sunshine is in blue arms.
With a happy smile.
What about the stadium?
As dark as night.
Rainbow fading
5 p.m.
Physical education class Modern Poetry Grade Two to Grade Six Sports Team
won't forget
That sweaty figure.
won't forget
Those tears mixed with sweat are so delicate.
won't forget
In order to be faster, we accelerated the speed by one second.
Never forget.
Every motivation we give our teammates.
I used to cry because I didn't make it to the final.
Have you ever been depressed because your performance in the competition was better than your ideal?
Because of his mistakes in the game, he once worked harder.
Now think about
Ordinary fights turned into warm memories.
……
You can deny the achievements that satisfied you before.
You can deny that you have cried.
But we can't deny our friendship.
……
The next second after the game.
We waved goodbye.
We don't care at any time.
Tears are swallowed in my stomach.
But it's ourselves who cry.
sports
Let's get together.
But it's also a sport.
Let's split up
……
So we all care.
Every achievement
……
I can't help laughing every time.
So I don't want to believe that every time we sweat, it's ourselves.
The computer room often hides from us who don't want to fuck each other.
Now how much we want to get together again.
……
Every time you run hard,
Just because ... we only believe that we can have the last laugh.