【篇一】
Do you know what sports I like best, badminton, tennis, table tennis, basketball, football, archery and so on? Finally, did you guess?It's horse riding, because this time I went to Xinjiang to ride a horse. It's a red pony. My mother told my brother who had never ridden a horse the story of the pony crossing the river.
And I'm the second time to ride a horse. I don't ride very well. I only know how to drive! Drive! My mother and brother's horse have always been in the lead.
After riding, I like horseback riding. Of course, I also like archery, football, table tennis, badminton and so on.
【篇二】
During the holidays, my parents and I went to Huashan by cable car, looking high up and down on the cable car. I can't help feeling a little nervous.I've heard about the danger of Huashan for a long time. This time we really experienced it. When we went down from the top of the mountain, we pulled chains all the way. Many times, we walked backwards. On the way, many adults praised me and said that many adults were inferior to this child. I heard the joy in my heart.
It took us more than two hours to walk down the mountain. It was dark when we went down. When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, my parents praised me for my perseverance and admired my physical strength, and they were no longer able to do so. Through this trip to Huashan, I not only realized the dangers of Huashan, but also strengthened my perseverance.
【篇三】
Simply think about it, when everyone jumps rope, the posture should be the same: hold the rope head with both hands, throw it hard, circle it, jump it; circle it again, jump it again... But that's not the case at all. Today, my aunt, my grandmother and I competed in rope skipping. It was fun!Grandma picked up the skipping rope and walked slowly to the platform.
"Start!" Grandma lowered her head, "Chirp, Chirp", and the noise was like playing an old record which was very hard to hear. The rhythm of "old record" is very slow, because grandma jumps slower than the tortoise, so jumping rope in our eyes is not "dazzling", but to help our brains slow. Grandma's legs moved at a speed like a costly motor, and we laughed back and forth.
Aunt shines "pedal" and jumps up. Good posture! My aunt's "Riegling" sounded faster than I did, just like playing the "Rain Sonata". How light it is! Beautiful posture, legs are a powered car!
Not to mention it, I jumped my slippers and hit them in the air!
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