Feather excellent composition
In our daily study, work and life, writing is the most familiar thing for everyone. With the help of writing, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. Then the question is coming, how to write an excellent composition? The following is my excellent feather composition for everyone. Welcome to read and collect it. Feather excellent composition 1
I don't know, from somewhere, a gust of wind blew, and at the same time, there was a passionate interest in feathering. From far to near, from far to near, finally, our class also fell in love with playing badminton. Since then, badminton has started an uproar in the class.
Let's look at the playground first. Look, the playground, which is usually quiet and desolate, has now become a "land of feng shui". On the playground, it became lively and the atmosphere became lively. The playground is full of sweat and cheers, and the playground is also a bit angry. Look, isn't that "braggart" Wang Saicheng! Hehe, he is bragging again: "Where is he playing badminton?" If I play, I will win in a row. You will wait and see! " Unexpectedly, his foot slipped in the first game and he fell a dog. "If you can't stand still, what badminton can you play?" "Just, just, don't make a fool of yourself here." He also wanted to save face. "It was an accident, not counting. Let's have another game." But everyone's attention has shifted to other places. "It's been more than ten rounds, and my eyes are spent. Who will win them?" "Yes, yes, I guess Zou Kexin won." "Not necessarily, hehe." I saw the badminton flying in the sky, flying past, like a bird with white wings, stopping on the badminton racket for a while, and then flying out again. Zou Kexin accidentally missed and lost.
The pace of graduation examination is approaching slowly, like a gust of wind, which blows away our interest, and the playground is silent again. Feather excellent composition 2
Finally, my father will take me to play badminton. Because I used to play in a small place downstairs, this time I played in a standard venue with a line and a net. I have been longing for it for a long time.
However, when I saw a net much taller than me on badminton, I was scared and didn't dare to play, no matter what my father said, I wouldn't play. Later, my father was anxious, and I took out my trick: crying. But it doesn't seem to work this time. My father will hit me when he sees me crying, and he says that I am timid and have no courage. I have no choice but to stick my head up. I didn't play the net for the first time, and I didn't play the net for the second time. I came back for the third time ... Strange, Dad
Not only didn't get angry, he didn't laugh at me, but also looked at me with a smile, as if to encourage me. I concentrated, and I don't know how many times it was. The silver feather drew a beautiful arc under the impact of my racket and flew over the net to the other side of the field.
my father praised me, and my heart was full of joy. Next, I got some balls from my father, and some didn't. I felt that I was making progress, and I was really happy for myself.
when I'm tired of playing, it's my mother's turn to play. Although I said to myself, "My mother hardly missed a ball on the ground, and she played perfectly with my father." But I thought in my heart that one day I would surpass my mother and beat my father.
It's my turn again. My father and I are neck and neck, and I'm so tired after running that I'm sweating. Dad took advantage of my careful serve, and I missed it. I lost again. Feather Excellent Composition 3
Once my parents took me to Longyuan Lake to play badminton. I was fascinated by it, so I begged my parents to teach me, and they agreed.
My parents taught me to serve first, throw the ball down quickly and then hit it immediately when it fell. There is another way: throw the ball up and then press it down sharply when it fell, but I hit it too low and it fell to the grass like a frightened bird. My heart beat a retreat, and my parents encouraged me, saying that as long as I keep exercising, I will certainly learn to master the skills. After listening to this, I gained confidence and practiced harder. Finally, my serve was over the net. Mom and dad continue to teach me how to catch the ball. Isn't this a small case? I hit the ball sent by my father back with three strokes and five divisions.
I finally learned to play badminton, and my heart is sweeter than drinking honey. Feather Excellent Composition 4
A few weeks ago, I asked my father to teach me to play badminton. However, the weather is not beautiful, and it is always windy these days. Finally, I look forward to sunny weather.
I immediately changed my sports shoes and sportswear at home. I chose a flat ground and dragged my father to play badminton on the ground. "You start." As I spoke, I made a standard gesture of catching the ball. As soon as dad threw the badminton, he made a beautiful serve. I immediately ran there, waved my racket and fanned away a mass of air, but badminton landed on my feet.
I said unconvinced, "One more!" I stared at the badminton with rapt attention. "Hi!" I hit it hard and it was staggered with the ball again. "Hey!" Badminton fell to the ground again, damn it! Why don't badminton rackets work like pencils? I thought to myself.
After several rounds, I was exhausted. I threw up the badminton listlessly and hit my father. My father only patted me gently, and the badminton quickly flew to my side. I pick up, "ah! Really caught it! " I was so excited that I didn't expect to overexert myself and fall to the ground. I ran home in tears, and my mother said, "There are always difficulties in practicing all sports. How can you cry when you fall?" I think it makes sense. I went to play badminton with my father again, and gradually I feel more and more comfortable.
Through practicing badminton this time, I learned a truth: it is easier to see flowers than to embroider. However, nothing is difficult in the world, nothing is impossible to a willing mind. Feather Excellent Composition 5
Teacher Wu announced: "Today, we will play a game." As soon as we heard it, the classroom exploded. The students were in high spirits and couldn't wait to ask the teacher how to play.
No sooner had Mr. Wu announced the rules than everyone scrambled to start the game. In the first round, a boy and a girl got into the ring. They stared at the feather in Mr. Wu's hand. Mr. Wu threw it up. The feather seemed to listen to the boy's words and floated straight to the girl's territory. The girl puffed up her cheeks and blew hard, and the feather flew to the boy's territory. The boy did not show weakness, but blew hard, but the feather did not float to the girl's territory, but floated on the boy's territory. At this time, the boy was flustered and exhausted, and the feather was blown far away by the boy. The girl sprang across, blew hard and flew back to the boy's territory. When the boy saw that China Merchants Bank was blocked, he jumped up with a whoosh and blew the feather down hard. When the girl saw it, she didn't want to be defeated. She quickly squatted down to blow, and a miracle appeared, and the feather flew again. The boy blew hard into the distance before the girl stood up. The girl could only watch the feather fluttering in her own territory. The students in the audience cheered.
With the cheers and shouts of the students, the game is over. This game tells me that you have to use your head when you play, and you have to be good at grasping the opportunity to win. Badminton is a sport that everyone is familiar with, and I like playing badminton very much at ordinary times. This summer, my mother enrolled me in a badminton class, and I still wondered: I can play badminton, don't I need to learn?
in the first class, when I walked into the badminton court, I was stunned by the scene in front of me: there were more than a dozen nets in the huge badminton court, and every net had students practicing. I saw the white balls flying like swallows under their command, which made me envious. I thought: if only I could play as well as them.
The training started, and the coach asked us to practice basic skills, swing, lift and do these boring movements repeatedly. The coach saw that I was a little impatient, so he called me aside and said, "Zhang Mingyao, get ready to catch the ball!" " As soon as the voice fell, the ball flew towards me. I don't know if it was because I was nervous. I could hardly catch any balls from the coach. After several rounds, I was exhausted from running and sat beside me moping. So the coach came to touch my head and said with a smile, "aren't you good at playing badminton?" Why can't you even catch the ball? " I faltered and bowed my head in embarrassment. The coach went on to say, "To do anything, we must start from scratch and lay a solid basic skill in order to make greater progress. Do you understand? " After listening to the coach's words, I pulled myself together and began to practice my basic skills seriously. Now my badminton has made obvious progress.
Through this badminton training, I realized how important it is to be down to earth. Feather Excellent Composition 7
After the holiday, my mother bought me a brand-new badminton racket. I was so happy that I couldn't wait to learn to play badminton.
We chose a clearing and started. My mother first showed me the posture and movements of the racket ball. I looked at it and said, "Simple!" " Then I went on stage. I held the badminton in my left hand, aimed the racket at the ball and picked it forward hard, but the ball fell to the ground. Not convinced, I tried again. The ball seemed to be doing the right thing with me on purpose. I told it to fly out, but it was about to jump to the ground. I thought to myself, "Why didn't this badminton listen to me? I think it's easy for mom to play! " My mother saw that I failed in sending several balls in succession, so she came over and taught me patiently, and did the movements with me several times hand in hand. Under my mother's careful teaching and hard practice, I learned to serve and catch, and finally I can play several rounds with my mother.
By learning to play badminton, I learned a truth: No matter what you do, you will succeed as long as you put your heart into it. Feather Excellent Composition 8
Today, I was walking on campus with my friends and suddenly saw a feather on the ground. This is a gray feather, which is not as gorgeous as a peacock feather, as colorful as a parrot feather and as white as a white swan feather. It's gray and unremarkable. But it is trying to shine and give off color. Feathers make up birds' beautiful coats, giving them warmth and protecting their delicate bodies. Feather has become a sacred "bird protector".
I am also a bird, and my parents are my feathers.
when I encounter a cold wind, the feathers wrap me tightly, which makes me feel a little cold. When I am in danger, my feathers stand up straight like hedgehog hair, so that my body is not harmed at all. When I want to play around the world, feathers make my wings tough, let me spread my wings and fly freely. Feather is a "guardian". It always protects my body carefully and meticulously, and has never had any complaints. So I often comb my feathers carefully as a reward for its gift. Every feather represents happiness and warmth. It is ordinary and great.
a feather is a feeling, and my parents are all my feathers. Feather Excellent Composition 9
This evening, after I finished my homework, I asked my mother to play badminton with me. We chose the open space next to the house to practice.
I don't know how to play badminton, especially my poor service skills. It's not my turn to serve. I served many times, but I didn't serve it to the other side, because I either threw the ball askew, or threw it too fast and missed it, or threw it behind me or in front of me when I threw it. After playing for so long, I was playing badminton alone. I was embarrassed to think about it myself. Give me a demonstration, and let me demonstrate it again next to me, which helped me find the reason and said, "Xiao Zhi, when you serve, your racket is tilted, so you can't afford to serve." My mother gave me another demonstration. I did it according to my mother's method. I first threw the ball up, then stared at it, and then hit it with a badminton racket after it fell a little. I practiced for a while, and I can hit the ball to my mother very beautifully, and I have made great progress. The best result was playing three or four rounds with my mother.
once, my mother hit the ball and hit the tree. No matter how we shook it, the ball didn't fall. Sometimes, when I serve to my mother, I will go into the bushes. I have to get in and take the ball out every time. < P > We end up serving and picking it up. Feather excellent composition 1
I have been learning badminton these days, and badminton is my favorite sport.
when I first started to learn badminton, I thought playing badminton would be very tiring, so I didn't want to learn it. But my mother said, "learning badminton can make the blood flow quickly and increase the flexibility of the thighs." Ah, it turns out that learning badminton has so many benefits. I must learn it.
once, I sparred with my teacher. I served a beautiful ball with a graceful posture. The ball made a beautiful arc in the air, and the badminton slammed and the ball fell to the ground. The teacher looked at the ball and swung it. As a result, he threw his hand at the air. I saw him clutching his stomach, but I laughed naughtily. I thought: this time, I can beat the teacher out of the water. Just when I was happy, the teacher's ball flew like an arrow in the air, and with a bang, it fell to the ground. I picked it with my racket and slammed it to the teacher with the method of "fishing for the moon in the sea". The teacher caught the ball unhurriedly, and the ball fell in front of me with a whoosh like magic. At this time, I was thinking that the teacher must not catch the ball, but in front of me, the snow-white badminton had fallen to the ground.
I learned not to get carried away from playing these games. I may miss my turn. Although playing badminton has many advantages, you must study hard. Feather Excellent Composition 11
This summer vacation, my mother is going to teach us to play badminton.
why should I learn to play badminton? That's because one day, I saw my mother and an aunt playing badminton together. They played very well. They have played more than 1 rounds, so I will learn to play badminton.
When I first started school, badminton played against me. You see, I told it to the left, but it happened to the right. I told it to the right, but it happened to the left. I was so angry that I didn't want to learn. But my mother first told me a word from a gentleman, recalling a horse is hard to catch up with, and encouraged me to say, "You are sure to learn badminton well." With my mother's encouragement, I became more diligent and worked harder. Soon I learned to play badminton. Now our racket is like a letter, and badminton flies around and dances like a homing pigeon in our racket.
I like playing badminton. Feather excellent composition 12
I love sports, like playing basketball, badminton, swimming, etc., but in the process, I found that every time I played badminton, I bought a ball without playing it, and after I played it several times, it would not work. Either my hair fell off or my line was broken, which was very distressing. So I had an idea of making badminton by myself. I told my father what I thought, and my father agreed with me. We used our brains, combined with the structure and principle of badminton, and finally thought of a method that we thought was very good, so we found materials and began to make it.
first, find a waste beverage bottle and cut off its lower part. Then cut the rest into strips.