People's education version of the language of the second unit of the second book of the fifth grade look at the map composition 450 words

Reference; A sunny afternoon, a group of boys walked happily to this open space, threw their schoolbags and hats, piled up into two piles, it became a simple goal. The fierce game began. The goalkeeper with the blond hair, whose face had risen to a red color from nervousness and joy, did not care, though his knees had been scraped yesterday. He put his hands on his knees, half crouched, staring intently at the soccer ball, eager to try. The little boy standing behind him, wearing a red sweatshirt and holding his stomach, was a bit unconvinced; when his big brother's leg was broken yesterday, he was the one who kicked away the ball and won the game. He was a little smug at the thought. Passers-by were attracted by this tense ball game. They stopped and sat on the bench. I don't know whose dog it is, but it's not interested in soccer, it's only interested in the small ball that the owner provides for it to play. Now it's snoring in the grass with nothing to do. You see, the little boy with his brother, eyes tightly trivial in the yellow team, sitting here motionless, afraid that the yellow team lost. The little boy with blonde hair, like the goalie, stretches his neck and murmurs softly, "Come on! Kick! Good!" The little girl standing behind him, with a crimson butterfly knot tied around her head, stood up, only to see her arms crossed and her brow furrowed as if something was wrong. Wearing a red hat of the little girl, bent over, stretched his head to the right to look, she rose red in the face, although she did not go to the "battlefield" but her heartbeat can be heard clearly. A girl holding a doll, always smiling, but the eyes are busy, always staring at the ball, to see the ball in which team. The little boy in green, perhaps seeing this spectacle for the first time. His little hands were counting the wins and losses, gently shaking his hands as he did so