这个游戏从表面上看只不过是一个报数的游戏,可是,它还有“陷阱”,规则有点复杂。“1-2”还是照常报数,,可是到“3”了却得报“4”,到“4”时却得报“3”,这就是“颠三倒四”,一不小心就会出错。到“7”时不能报数,得做动作,跳起来双手上举,“8”也不报数,做动作,跳起来双手下伸。到“10”了,还得双手抱肩,也不报数。报完“1-10”就重新开始,而且会改变方向。说错了的,还会吃“板粟”,被同学们打头,错了三次,就要被罚写一篇作文。
开始玩游戏了,第一轮就给了我沉重的打击,本应该报“4”的,我却条件反射般地报“3”,我真是太愚蠢了。我吃了同学们的不少“板粟”,真的是太令人尴尬了。一出错,我就更加紧张了,而且报了几轮后,难度又开始增加了,有顺时针和逆时针。结果,越紧张,越容易出错,我把顺时针和逆时针搞混了,旁边的同学双手抱肩后,我不知道是该我说“1”呢,还是他左边的.同学说“1”,我又呆了几秒,输了,又吃了不少“板粟”。这时,其他的同学可兴奋了,因为到目前为之,我已出错两次了,是最有可能被罚写的。第三次的时候,我小心翼翼地报着数,一圈报完了,我没出错,两圈下来了,我也没出错,我的脚下仿佛踩着一朵幸运的云,心情也轻松了一些了。可是难度又增加了,不仅顺时针、逆时针交替着报,而且还加上英文和中文交替着报。“1”、“2”、“4”、“3”,到我了,我却鬼使神差般地说了“FIVE”。我的妈呀,我又出错了。同学们大笑,整个教室都沉浸在欢笑着,只有我无比尴尬,我终究没有摆脱写作文的命运,我脚下的那朵幸运的云飘走了。还好,游戏接着进行,我想:下一个会是谁陪我写呢?有人作伴,总比只我一个人罚写要好。原来是朱博颖,她本该上举的结果做成了下伸,顺时针变逆时针的时候,她没反应过来,她已错两次了。这时,那些一次都没错的同学兴高采烈地手舞足蹈,朱博颖紧张得嘴唇咬着手指。“ONE”、“TWO”、“3”,到朱博颖了,她脱口而出说成了中文。她的脸顿时变得通红,她一共输了三次,也要被罚写了。这时,大家都松了一口气,我更是为朱博颖喝彩,我们是同病相怜了。
这就是《七上八下》的游戏,怎么样,想“七下八下”的心情,就来玩这个游戏吧。
I have a hard- work dad.He is very kind and healthy, He loves me very much.
He has a tall nose, two big eyes and short black hair. He’s not tall. But he is very smart.
He’s funny. He likes to do sports very much.I think his favourite colour is red. Because he has many red things. My dad usually tells me: Failure is the mother of success.
He looks after me well. The weather has been cold, he calls me to put on the clothes.
He is a good dad. I like to stay with my dad.
My father is a tall man with a pair of glasses. Everyone says he is a kind-hearted man. He often helps his neighbours and some strangers whom he doesnt know at all. He has really done a lot for others. I dont like him to do so because I think it has taken him too much time. When I discourage him, he always says with a smile,The world needs warm hearts.
My father loves his family, and loves his work even better. In the company, he is called workaholic He spends most of his time working, and often forgets to have meals or to go to bed.As a result,he doesnt enjoy good health. My father likes reading in his spare time. He told me reading was very interesting. I became interested in reading little by little. I like books, because they help me in many ways. My father has a bad habit he likes smoking very much. I hate it. See, the house is full of smoke. I know its bad for his health as well as mothers and mine. I advise him to give up smoking. Im sure he will follow my advice some day. Such is my father. I am proud of having such a good father.
I have a deskmate, he is a boy of 15 years old. His name is Tom. We had shared a desk for a year and got along quite well.
Tom is our classs historys representative. He is very humorous. Tom was an ordinary-looking boy. But he was broad-minded, thertfore, it was always easy to get om well with him. He studies is very hard. He was also a warm-hearted boy and always ready to help whoever was in trouble.
Tom likes green. And he likes playing ping-pong and listenning to music. His favorite singer is Jay Chou. At school, he likes Wednesday, and he like history, because its interesting,
This is my deskmate. Do you want to be good friends with him?
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