Chapter 1: A 400-word excellent diary is true This afternoon, the Chinese teacher announced that he would play a game with us. The name is "Pass the parcel". After hearing this, the students are very excited and eager to start.
The teacher told us the rules of the game. First, don't throw flowers about. Second, you can't pass it horizontally; Third, you can't hold it all the time if you want to perform; 4. Boys who can't perform do five push-ups, and girls who can't perform do five frogs; Five, the music began, can't foul.
After the teacher finished speaking, the game officially began. The students are very nervous and afraid of infecting themselves. The teacher asked a fat boy to beat the drum, and the students saw the flowers turn over and fly up and down like butterflies.
The first one is a chubby boy, because throwing flowers is a foul. He can't sing, so he must do five push-ups for us.
The second flower transmission began and reached a girl of medium height. She went on stage and said that her mind was blank and she didn't know what to perform. Her face was particularly red. She was going to do leapfrog, but the teacher said there was a slight change now, so she had to sing and perform, so she wanted to sing a song to make everyone laugh.
The third flower began to spread, and it reached a tall boy. He asked the drummer to take something. He made a taekwondo action and kicked it away. Everyone envies him.
The bell rang, but it seems that everyone is still wanting more and unwilling to leave for a long time! This is really a happy and fun game.
Chapter 2: The excellent diary of 400 words is true. In today's writing class, the teacher brought a drum. She told us that we were going to play a game of parcel delivery today, and we cheered happily.
The teacher arranged seats for us, and then let us be quiet and listen to him talk about the rules of the game.
The game has begun. The teacher beat gongs and drums for the first time, and the gongs and drums rang together. Flowers are passed in the hands of students, and we are as nervous as ants on hot bricks. After a while, the drums stopped, and the flower ball fell firmly in xx's hand, only to see her generously step onto the podium and sing a touching song for us. In the second round, xx beat the drums, and the drums were fast and slow, and my mood followed the drums one after another, thinking silently in my heart; Don't let the flower ball fall on my hand! But God seems to be playing a trick on me. As soon as the drums stopped, the flower ball fell right into my hand. I stumbled onto the platform and told you a story. ...
"Ding, ding, ding ..." The bell rang, but everyone was still immersed in the fun of the game.
Chapter III: Excellent Diary 400 Words True Today in physical education class, two big sisters led our children to play the game of losing handkerchiefs.
We formed a circle, and an elder sister took a handkerchief and put it behind one of us. This child is xx. Big sister runs quickly, xx wants to catch big sister. Big sister runs fast, and xx runs fast. We shouted, "Run, run!" ! Come on! "But xx didn't run as fast as Big Sister, so xx didn't catch up with Big Sister. Xx began to lose his handkerchief.
She is my best friend, so she threw her handkerchief behind me. I didn't run as fast as xx, so I didn't catch up with her. She sat in my seat. I started to lose it. I threw my handkerchief behind xx because she was my deskmate. Xx ran so slowly that I caught her at once. I smiled smugly. Xx wants to sing or recite poems. She chose to recite poems. She recited the poem On the Pool. She was about to throw her handkerchief behind someone else's back when the bell rang and we parted.
We had a good time. As we walked, we talked excitedly about the game just now. I thought, "If I have time, I must continue to lose my handkerchief."
Chapter Four: Excellent Diary 400 Words True Today in physical education class, the teacher let the students move freely. Some students play badminton, some play table tennis, some jump rope and some kick shuttlecock. Everyone had a good time.
The most interesting thing is the "handkerchief throwing" game we played. The teacher first selected one person to take out a handkerchief, and the rest of the students sat on the ground hand in hand in a circle. That classmate ran around the circle with a handkerchief in his hand, left it behind a classmate casually when the classmate was not paying attention, and ran back for another week. If you catch a classmate with a handkerchief, you must stand among the classmates and perform a program.
At the beginning of the game, handkerchiefs were passed from one classmate to another, and everyone chased them one after another, very excited. At this time, my handkerchief came to Li's hand. As she ran, she looked for the target, and her classmates followed. They are all afraid of being thrown into handkerchiefs. They are very nervous. Hands kept touching the ground behind him to see if there was a handkerchief. Li left a handkerchief behind and was found. Chen Xiaoying grabbed it and ran straight away. At this time, Li was already sitting in his seat, dancing with joy. Get carried away, come back and wander around for a week and catch Li. It turned out that Li had left her handkerchief at home when she sat down.
Li stood among her classmates and sang a song called "Losing Handkerchiefs". The students sang along.
What an interesting game! Connect our hearts together.
Chapter 5: The excellent diary of 400 words is true. Today, the game begins. We formed a circle hand in hand, and then squatted down. First, xx is lost. He was holding a handkerchief and the cat ran around his waist. We clapped our hands and sang a song: "Put the handkerchief down, put it down, gently put it behind the child, don't tell him …" I saw him running round and round, and my heart became tense, and my heart beat faster than the rabbit. My eyes glance behind me from time to time for fear that my handkerchief will fall behind me. I keep saying, "Don't fall behind me!" " Xx passed behind me and suddenly accelerated. I turned my head and saw the silk fall behind me! I immediately turned around, picked up my handkerchief and ran after it, but I was no match for xx named "Scud" at all. I stretched out my hand to catch him, but I didn't expect him to be one-sided and squatting in my position.
It was my turn to lose. I ran to find the target with a handkerchief. I set my goal on xx, the slowest runner. I quietly put my handkerchief behind her. In order not to make her suspicious, I walked forward as if nothing had happened. This is my disguise. I suddenly accelerated, but xxx didn't react and squatted there like a wooden head. I caught her at once, and xx had no choice but to sing a song.
Throwing a handkerchief is really a tense and interesting game, and you will definitely enjoy it.
Chapter 6: The excellent diary of 400 words is true. Today, the teacher said that we played the game of throwing sandbags happily after class! When the bell rang, we went straight to the playground like caged birds.
My good friend and I are divided into two groups, one is throwing sandbags, the other is hiding sandbags. The rules of the game are: choose two students to throw sandbags at the second end, and the rest of the students stand in a row, facing the person who throws first. If you get hit by a sandbag, you will be finished. Catch the sandbag and save a person.
At the beginning of the game, Zhou Zihuai raised his sandbag and threw it at us. As soon as we saw it flying down, we jumped up in unison. I was happy to avoid sandbags, but I turned around at the thought that xx was going to lose. Xx played a little clever. He said, "Look, there are flying saucers outside!" " We all turned around and looked out of the classroom. Xx took the opportunity to throw the sandbag out. Xx "heroic sacrifice". Soon, members of our group left the field one after another, and now only xx is left. Look how light her posture is. She jumped up when the sandbag was sent down and squatted down when the sandbag was thrown up. The sandbag is on the left, she dodges to the right, the sandbag is on the right, and she hides to the left. Make xx faint and sweat. Finally, xx held her breath and stared at her leg. The poor girl was unprepared and defeated.
As a result, they won. Watch them cheer. Yes, a new game has begun. Come on, I will win.
Chapter 7: The excellent diary of 400 words is true. Today, my good friend and I played a fierce game called throwing sandbags.
When we were playing throwing sandbags, the children stood together excitedly and clenched their fists tightly. Ready to start the game, the children throwing sandbags seem to kill everyone inside, and they must be thinking silently: if only they could throw one person at a time! Everyone must always be my loser.
After a while, it was my turn to throw the sandbag up. I raised my hand nervously, suddenly forced, narrowed my eyes and threw it forward. Suddenly, somehow, the sandbag just hit the athlete Zhu Jiaying. I gloated and said, "My craft is not bad! See who can compare with me? " However, perhaps because of pride, I didn't hit anyone once, and I was always the first one in the middle.
Because I don't behave well, I will be expelled from the game by my children! I blushed and threw it forward, just hitting Jiang Yimin. I finally won a sigh of relief for myself. I don't want to be too proud, if so, I will become a loser and then I can only leave the playground dejected and despondent.
When I got home, I played sandbag throwing with my mother again. I'm doing better now than at school! The game of throwing sandbags is really interesting. It not only exercises our bodies, but also tests our reaction ability.
Chapter 8: Excellent Diary 400 Words True This morning, I played the game of "throwing sandbags" with five classmates. Let's divide into groups first, and then start "scissors, hammer and cloth" to see which group throws sandbags and which group takes sandbags. Our group won the wisdom contest. So we picked up sandbags and the other group threw them outside. Rules of the game: people outside stand at both ends of the field and throw sandbags, while the other group stands in the middle of the field to hide sandbags, or they can catch sandbags, which can save a player. After receiving the sandbags, give them to the students outside. Throw sandbags in the line no more than three steps, and do not point the line. You can't "die" if you exceed three steps and lines.
The game is on! As soon as we saw the sandbags flying, we hid at once. At this time, someone outside lost a sandbag. I took the opportunity to get it at once, and I received it. Just when we were secretly proud, the teammate standing next to us was accidentally "shot". I saved him, because I just caught a sandbag, and two students who threw sandbags cooperated closely and stormed at us. "I hide!" I'm hiding! I'm hiding! "It wasn't thrown at me, but another sandbag flew from the front like an arrow. I was so happy that I quickly threw the sandbag to someone outside, but this time I couldn't "die" because I ran more than three steps when throwing the sandbag, which was a foul. The classmates outside threw it again, but I still received a sandbag. Then I threw away the sandbag, and this time I didn't have a "life" because the sandbag was lit again and fouled again. How careless of me! We played for a while, and it was time to do our homework, so we had to bite the bullet and end the game.
Through this game, I know: "impatience is not enough." If you have no patience, you can't do anything well, even your study. "
Article 9: Excellent Diary 400 Words True Today is the weekend. As soon as I finished my homework, I ran to the yard to play with my friends. We got together to discuss and decided to play our favorite game-throwing sandbags.
We started throwing sandbags, and we quickly divided into groups and started fighting. We prepared for the battle first, only to see that some of us were hunched, while others were hunched. Ha, the war started, only to see another group of partners attacking us angrily. The speed of sandbags is as fast as grenades, but they are all flexibly avoided by us. Ah! No, the sandbag throwing partner aimed at me and threw it at me. I hurried away, but I couldn't escape. Finally, I was hit by my partner who threw sandbags, so I had to retreat from the "battlefield" and stand aside and wait for other partners to try their best to "save" me.
But the partners in our group were smashed by the partners who threw sandbags, and they were all defeated. In the end, only xx is left. She's amazing! Do not believe you see, sandbags thrown up, she "brushed" away; The sandbag thrown down made her jump like a naughty monkey, and let the sandbag slip away from her feet helplessly. But she is not satisfied with hiding like this, but also wants to save our difficult friend from the battlefield. At this time, I saw sandbags flying from the front like sharp arrows. She hurried to "catch the moon in the sea". Haha, she caught the sandbag and "saved my life". I'm so happy. I went on stage to save my friend with xx. ...
Chapter 10: A 400-word excellent diary is true. Today, several children are playing sandbag throwing together. Two people throw sandbags at three people in the middle of both sides, and those who throw them are eliminated, and those who avoid them are not eliminated. The game continues. The person who catches sandbags can get 1 point, and the person who gets the highest score within the specified time can replace the person who throws sandbags on both sides.
The game has begun. I saw a sandbag whoosh like the wind. Xx dodged from side to side like a clever rabbit and escaped the attack at once. Followed by Xx is not so lucky. His face was flushed and he tried to avoid it, but the sandbag hit him on the leg impartially. xx fell to his knees and left in frustration.
The second attack began again. I fought calmly, looked at the direction of sandbags flying, and ducked sideways. I saw sandbags passing by, and I exclaimed, "That was close!" The xx behind was also unhurried, jumped up and successfully escaped the attack of sandbags.
There are only 10 seconds left. Xx and I cheered each other up "Come on, come on!" Just then, the sandbags came again. I looked at xx tacitly and then jumped in the same direction. There was a bang, and our four hands caught the sandbag at the same time. "Yes, it worked!" Holding the "trophy" in our hands, xx and I laughed heartily and applauded.
In our laughter, a new round of games began again.