Last time I went back to grandma's house, I went to find my good friend without saying a few words. Last time I went back to my grandmother's house, I made an appointment with them to play badminton. When I found them, they were ready, just waiting for me to come back, haha! So a fierce competition is about to begin, said Sister MengMeng. "I'll be the referee, and you and Xiaoyue will play first." We all said, "Good!" I'm rubbing my hands. Abortion is also leg press, twisting my waist. . . . . . . The game begins. I serve first, and I'm going to smash. The referee seemed to read my mind and said at once. "No one is allowed to spike!" Makes me happy for nothing. Holding a racket in my hand, I craned my neck to hit behind her, and then she hit me, making faces and dancing to distract me. Haha, after several rounds, we were all sweating, and finally I won by one point more than the abortion.
My game with MengMeng's sister has started. She always catches the ball I play. The ball I hit back is like my eyes flying around my racket, which makes my heart unable to relax. I finally got a valuable point with the help of the wind. The strength gap between MengMeng and me is too big. By this time, Sister MengMeng had already started to celebrate by herself. She danced and danced with a racket. Although I won the runner-up, there is a good saying, "Friendship first, competition second?" ! At this moment, abortion and I suddenly heard a "crack", and MengMeng, who was celebrating herself, stopped there. Abortion and I look at me, and I look at you, as if we understood at the same time. It turned out that MengMeng's sister's crotch was opened, and the shy MengMeng sister ran home with her legs between her legs. Abortion and I laughed our heads off, and tears came to our eyes.
Do you think my after-school life is good We can do many things in our spare time. We should cherish our spare time and cherish our happy childhood!
2. When I reflected the composition about playing badminton, I felt a little regretful.
Only by using intelligence can we have a bright future. Usually in the short ten minutes after class, I hit it with all my strength, which brought me a lot of joy, and my father also gave me a slam. We had a rest under the tree, and while the ginger was still hot, we began to take our positions. On the surface, we pretended to use a grand slam and achieved good results. The ball is high and far, and the right to serve is in his hand, with my mother's help and my efforts.
The experienced father quickly retired: "If you want to back down, don't hit me. I'm even angrier. After a fierce game, I finally scored 20-20. I looked down. It was me and Wang Yi. We should be good at summing up lessons. " I lost points in the next game.
I said loudly that birds sang for us, and I earnestly summed up the lesson. I still beat my dad 3-1. I hummed a ditty and bathed in the afterglow of the sun. Cheering shouts came from time to time, which made me admire my mother's exquisite ball. Then I took the racket in my right hand and slapped it hard. The more I play, the stronger I become. I hurry back to the dance! I must listen to my mother and take every step seriously. There is a slight pain. Just as I sighed, I threw the badminton out with my left hand.
Grandpa is sharp-eyed and quick-handed! Look! Write 200 words in three badminton competitions this morning! "I tried to play badminton, but the ball was too high for my father to catch. After losing in a row, I felt angry, and everyone saw the unevenness of the road: I dared to make mistakes in the past. I proudly told my father that my mother's physical strength slowly declined and she survived. I went to my grandmother's house to get back the badminton racket of this game and saved several dangerous balls. Finally, my father finally got the ball and kept playing ... haha.
Let me say in advance that I was really "willing but unable" at that time. He still hasn't caught three balls. Under my soft and hard bubble, although I lost the first game, there was a clear sound, compared with my mother. It's my grandfather's turn to serve, and my mother asked me what I thought, so I couldn't back down. I easily blocked my mother's "attack" and saw her calmly pick up the racket and quickly hit the ball back! "Ever-victorious generals" Huang Liwei and Wang Wenxing played really well, lying quietly on the court. I first threw the ball into the air with my left hand, and something like a small white dot hit me in the middle of my forehead.
We chose a good place. My mother told me affectionately.
Badminton came at me this evening. At first, I got a slam. Dad picked up a racket and made a "fishing for the moon in water". The ball just bounced off the net by the racket and failed several times in a row. Grandpa has been laughing, and I am too tired to support myself. Caught off guard by "the big man's hand grabs the woman's ball" I came back with a racket and hit the ball back at once. Grandpa and I were playing badminton downstairs, and the ball quickly landed at my mother's feet, only to see me gently touch the badminton with my racket.
Haha, what a pity: 15 won another game, and the ball flew at me like a meteor, at a disadvantage. Grandpa didn't pay attention to my serve because his ball was too high.
The game has already started. In the end, it narrowly won with a score of 12 10. In order to exert my endurance, I found that my father always played very hard, winning two out of three games, and soon "fishing for the moon in the sea", which started the badminton competition.
I danced with a racket and my mother was lying on her side. My mother's words gave me great encouragement.
One afternoon in the winter vacation, the monkey called himself "overlord" and played every ball carefully. So I hurried forward, and I sent a super invincible dragon ball! "Dad made a face at me. It's no use playing beautifully. Grandpa hit the ball back to me and saw a badminton "flying" towards me.
At sunset in the evening, badminton is like a dragonfly, so as to make a difference and serve in turn. Badminton competition composition 400 words "this ball is really beautiful, you fight for it: I can't catch it in my daily life;" In particular, "high-altitude launch" is difficult to deal with; I also said earnestly that I would smoke well and learn badminton skills well in the future.
Playing badminton is my favorite sport. After the opening of the third game, today's game brought me infinite happiness. No matter how I run around, I still miss the ball sometimes. After hard work, I turned defeat into victory: "He who laughs last is the winner. I jumped on the internet, and my mother raised her wrist and slapped it hard.
This also makes me a little overwhelmed. I asked my sister to be the referee, but we still seized every minute. I cleverly buckled in front of the net, which was a drop in the bucket. I said it was very enlightening. I was at 2 1. We don't want Mrs. Feng to come here. When we played hard, my confidence increased greatly. I saw my father jump up unhurriedly? Throw the racket up and slam it. That heartless * * * always urges us into the classroom. Dad froze. Generally speaking, he skillfully pulled a few short balls, you little thing.
Then I played the second game: 19 won the first game. I just looked up and won! "From time to time there was a wowing WWE in our class. The competition has already started, and I will try to surpass my mother in the near future. The more you play, the more excited you get.
Lost the first game: "How's it going? Soon at 2 1, badminton staggered to my mother. Grandpa smiled! This afternoon, I celebrated my victory. My mother smashed the ball at the beginning of the last game.
The dance was as I expected! However: keep playing like this. I was very happy when I got downstairs. I hit back, and my mother didn't have to move her heel against me. Let me serve first! I can only sigh that the altitude is too low and I only owe the east wind. But when my mother played badminton, I played a badminton friendly match with her in the yard. The ball lay safely at my feet and started a fierce badminton match. I seized the opportunity to storm and threw the badminton like a Japanese. The ant graded us and saw his right hand holding the badminton racket powerfully.
First of all, mom serves. Mom will launch at high altitude later, and I will serve first.
I claimed to be the first badminton player in my class. It's sunny. I served first and made great progress. At this moment, I finally have the opportunity and time to show my talents.
3. The article describing the badminton competition has just arrived at the stadium, and I feel that the atmosphere is quite good and people are very enthusiastic. The group stage is divided into the third group. There are six people in the group, one is Tan, and the other one is called Coach, but I met him in the first game. So I'm going to fight a tough battle. Before the game, I warmed up with him and tried him at various points. I don't have any special skills except a little strength in the forehand. On the contrary, it showed me several shortcomings, especially the weak backhand area. As long as my ping-pong ball is a little faster, his pace is basically not in place, he can't hit it with his head, and his backhand barely crosses the backcourt, but the ball basically only reaches the midfield. The internet is also slow. As long as I cut and hang in place and have a little speed, his returns are basically below the bottom line. So I thought about how to deal with his play. After the game started, the first game was smooth and fast. My opponent picked me in the wrong backhand area, so I quickly returned a flat ball to my head. In my sight, the ball is in bounds and I can't even touch the sideline. But on the other side of the recording table, a middle-aged woman (who later learned that she and my opponent seemed to have an unusual relationship, often whispering to each other, and he was not familiar with him who often taught the ball in the arena) shouted out of bounds. I'm a little confused. She's on my side, away from me. How did she see the landing point of the earth on the opposite court? Does she have a vision of 5.5? Because there was basically an opponent's cheerleader sitting on the edge of the court, she didn't make any noise. I didn't say anything, then I played. As a result, I lost the second game. In the third game, I continued to insist on pulling and hanging, always leading. Some balls are still controversial, but I don't care. I threw myself into the game, and finally took the lead and won the game. After that, I played seriously and relaxed, and successfully won the first place in the small group. What makes me angry is that several times, the game called Tan was arranged on the wooden floor next to it, and the floor was slippery. Tan immediately ran to the recording stage, said a few words, and then changed the radio on the plastic ground. Before that, I also reflected that the floor was slippery. I asked if I could wait until the end of the next game to arrange it in that venue, but it was rejected, saying that I must obey the arrangement of the organizer. Why can he change the venue again and again, but I am thrown a pot of cold water? Can I cook whatever I want and arrange it according to my idea? Is there any fairness in such a game? Forget it. I can't take it anymore. I just insist on playing well in every game. I don't care where I am arranged and who I play with. However, what happened later was even more unfair, which really made me wonder how to comment.
The next day's game, because my team is the first to qualify, eight quarters of them are against the second in the first group, so the opponent is not very strong, so we can relax and play. The main purpose is to warm up, find a feel and prepare for the next game. Before the game started, the record desk called my name and asked me to get my ID card. A middle-aged woman said that eight-quarters of your opponents abstained and you entered the next round. But now someone complains that you are not from Huangpu (my ID address is really not in Huangpu District), so you have to show your work certificate before noon tomorrow before you can get the prize. I'll answer right away. Do you think it's ridiculous for you to ask me to get my work certificate on Sunday? There was a stalemate for some time, and there was no result. I went back to my chair and sat down, wondering why such a game should be divided so clearly. Isn't the competition to recruit badminton fans all over the world? And if restrictions are needed, why don't you turn off your phone when you register and confirm your qualifications before you can register, and you can't play until the end? Is this fair to the players? I thought to myself, even if there is no prize, I will insist on playing the game. After all, I'm not here to receive awards. My main purpose is to have a fierce confrontation with Wang, Li Li and other masters on the field. Soon, the record desk called my name for the second time, saying that you can't play now because you can't provide proof of work. I'm a little angry at this. I said, what right do you have to stop me from playing? What makes you prove that I'm not playing? Even if the prize is deducted first, I have to finish the game first, and then you can cancel your grades or do something, and then you can get yours. After arguing for a while, I walked away angrily. Tan's competition notice rang out on the radio. Before the game, the middle-aged woman who sentenced me out of bounds yesterday pulled Tan aside, wondering what she was plotting. At this time, my mind shook and I thought of something. Tan won the first place in Group A.. In the semi-final, it seems impossible for Tan to win Wang and Wang, who have represented Petrochemical for many times, but I won Tan again yesterday, so it is unlikely that Tan will make it into the top three. Looking at the expression of conspiracy between the two people, it really feels like this. Tan easily entered the semi-finals. The record desk called my name again. The woman said in the past that after deliberation by the organizing Committee, she decided not to let you play. My fire is a little overwhelming, shouting. It's just that you have something on your mind. Who complained about me? Didn't you ask for a written complaint within half an hour? Where are the materials? What time is it now? An hour has passed. After that, they just swore a few words. At this point, they were speechless. Another lady said, ok, I'll show you the materials. Then she ran to the workbench of the arena. A few minutes later, she brought a piece of paper with scrawled words on it. When I look at it, it's sheer nonsense. The signature also says: player. I was really dizzy. I blurted out insults. This is the complainant's complaint material. I didn't say anything. I threw down the newspaper, picked up my bag, went over and said something to Wang, and walked out of the arena. I know they intend to let you go. Whatever you say, it's useless. Don't fight, don't fight. There is no room.
Walking on the way back, I felt very cold in my heart. Imagine if there were more such competitions and more such women, what would be the development of amateur badminton in Guangzhou!
4. Badminton composition 600 words Look at the description of badminton competition.
The fifth grade narration is 30 1 word.
This morning, my parents and I played badminton in the gym. First of all, my father PK and I hit a high ball. I flew around like a bird and was beaten by him. I played with the ball method I learned at school, so my father let me lose two goals. My father got angry after serving the ball and shouted. Besides, his serve was too heavy, and I received it badly. The speed of the ball is like that of an eagle. It passed quickly, and my father suddenly reflected it, and I also reflected it back. In this way, we played four consecutive serial games, and suddenly my father was out of bounds, so I beat my father and I played PK with my mother again.
Mom came on stage. He hit a long ball, but I missed it. That's 1-0. Mom is in the lead now. I threw the ball up and hit it hard. It was out of bounds. I am very angry. I served three balls in a row, but my mother missed them. Finally, I won Class 5 (3).
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I went to the sports center to practice badminton on Sunday and saw two coaches playing, so I sat down and watched.
At first, I saw female coach A holding the ball with three fingers. As soon as she let go, the pat immediately followed, and an arc passed. Beautiful! The ball flew in the air and launched an "attack" on coach B. Coach B was not inferior, and she was killed by a spike. I saw her like a light swallow, patting the ball with her hand and making a crisp' bang!' The sound, like a little wings, the ball flew over the net and just fell. Suddenly, a racket buckled the ball back firmly. Awesome, a series of serve, spike and kill dazzled me.
However, the female coach who was about to lose looked at her freedom, and another' kill' ball made the ball fall to the ground steadily. However, the lost female coach A smiled and said, "Good practice, Xiao Li! Bring another good ball. " She brought another badminton and was ready to play again, but coach B didn't want to play.
"Why? Don't want to or dare not? " A female coach used the goading method, and coach B really took the bait. "compare!" The two sides are eyeing each other, and the first world war is imminent. "pa!" Coach A served a beautiful high-wrist ball, and Coach B was probably in a hurry. A sudden beat, no, it's a snake that "manipulates" the ball. It spins and flies to coach A with a cough. Coach A panicked, missed the ball and lost ... Her head was broken.
It seems that everything should be careful and not arrogant, so as to succeed.
6. Playing Badminton 500 Today, my father took me to Runyuan to play badminton. Badminton racket is known as the first racket in the world. It is famous for its speed. In the stadium, the time of badminton competition is the shortest among all other competitions. I don't like the action of playing badminton on the sports channel. I don't think it's convenient for them to put the ball and racket on their chests. Badminton's upper, middle and lower grips are correct. I like to hold the ball in my left hand, hold the racket in my right hand, keep my body at a certain angle, and hit the badminton hard with a badminton racket at the moment when the ball is about to land.
It's playing. Because we don't know what a fast ball is and what a slow ball is. So he took a slow ball and hit it. As a result, everyone failed to catch the ball sent by the other side. Later, an uncle told us, "This is a slow ball. You would be better off with a fastball. " Said it gave us a fastball. I suddenly realized that badminton still has so much pressure and mystery in it! Then, fierce competition began.
First of all, I served a closer ball, and my father ran up from behind to catch it. Here comes the ball, because it is too high. I jumped hard and patted hard, only to hear a bang, and a powerful ball passed. In this way, we went to seven or eight round trips. On the ninth round trip, I missed the ball because I was not very focused. So I thought to myself: Next time I must concentrate and hit my father. Sure enough, this time, on the basis of playing the far ball first, I played a close ball. Before my father could reverse the lead, the ball landed, so my father lost and I won. We tied it at 1 ratio 1 draw. Later, we played several rounds and dad won.
Through this incident, I understand that everything needs to be done seriously to succeed.
Later, I played ball with an uncle named Huang. After playing eight rounds, I am very tired and want to have a rest. Uncle Huang said to catch more than ten balls in a row and let me rest. But that badminton is always disobedient and running around. I always don't understand. Mother sat under the stage and said, "Chuchu, come down and have a rest." But I didn't go down to rest, because I had to receive ten balls from Uncle Huang in a row! I played for a while, and finally I played ten balls, and I also overfulfilled five.
Finally, I played with my mother again. Although my mother hasn't played badminton for many years, she plays it better now.
I played six rounds with my mother and went back. We are all sweating, but our hearts are very cool!
A little modification is also possible!
On that day, colorful flags were flying in the campus, and the majestic March of athletes made our blood boil. First of all, the opening ceremony was held, and the square teams of all fronts lined up neatly and walked past the rostrum. Red flag team, flower team, wreath team ... The most striking thing is the color team. When they walked past the rostrum, they released the colored balls in their hands. Countless colored balls float into the sky. The field was full of cheers and boiling. This gorgeous colored ball attracted all the eyes of the audience. Everyone watched eagerly, watching ... the colored balls flew away, and our hearts were held far away.
Wonderful without waiting. As soon as the opening ceremony was over, the game began. Look, the arrow on the runway, the leap in front of the bunker, and the clever dunk on the playground; Look, the shuttlecock flying up and down, the airtight skipping rope, and even the small softball draw a beautiful arc in the air ... one game pushes the wonderful sports meeting to another.
The most striking thing is the 1500m long-distance race. Athletes have stood at the starting line, some are doing warm-up exercises, waving their arms and kicking; Some are gearing up, like a PLA soldier who is preparing for strict training; Some faces are serious and nervous, ready to run out at any time. Everyone else is chatting leisurely with his classmates, as if the champion belongs to him.
With a gunshot, the athletes flew out like arrows. At the beginning, they were all riveted to grab the inner road. Gradually, it opened the distance. The runners in our class actually fell behind! This makes our hearts pull up. "Come on!" "Come on!" Cheerleaders shouted louder and louder outside the stadium. It's the third lap, and the athletes are exhausted, but they are still holding on. She has been running slowly, but on the fourth lap, she suddenly started to explode-swinging her arms vigorously, striding forward and rushing forward quickly, unexpectedly surpassing four runners and ranking third. At this point, she became the focus of attention, and all eyes were focused on her. The situation in the stadium was unprecedentedly tense, and the audience outside the stadium tried their best to cheer for the team members of the class. The sound of cheering was deafening. There are still 20 meters, 10 meters, 5 meters ... She lived up to expectations and won the championship with her invincible scud. The students threw her into the sky to express their joy.
The bright sunshine shines on each of us, and happiness ripples in our hearts. We will never forget this wonderful sports meeting.
8. Wonderful Badminton Competition Composition There were bursts of excitement in the badminton hall of Guangzhou Asian Games! It turned out to be for the upcoming badminton men's singles competition! China's Dānlín played a match with Malaysian Li Zongwei, who ranked first in the world. Before the competition started, many people were shouting, and some people were shouting the slogan "Come on, China, Dānlín will win"! At the start of the game, China's Dānlín scored 1 1 leading the score 18 7 points. Although China's Dānlín leads by seven points, he can't relax.
It was not until 20-0/3 led by 7 points that Dānlín killed the ball to Li Zongwei's net. In the end, Dānlín won the first game with 2 1 ratio 13, with only 27 points. You have made a good start! At the beginning of the second game, Li Zongwei's killing led the score to 8-4, probably because the first game used too much physical strength, so the atmosphere on the field became more and more tense.
Li Zongwei scored 9 points in a row, and finally won the second game with 2 1 ratio 15. The two sides tied one to one! This is the beginning of the deciding game. Li Zongwei's physical strength is also very small. Dānlín led by seven points as soon as he came on stage. Maybe Li Zongwei hurt his hand. By 20- 10, Dānlín scored, and Dānlín of China won the deciding game with 2 1 ratio, and won with 2- 1! Tonight's game is wonderful.
9. Intense badminton match This afternoon, I challenged my mother to play badminton.
So, we launched the "Badminton Competition". At first, I was full of confidence, but I still lacked a goal.
I thought, "We can't lose." Hehe, God helped me, too. I succeeded in overtaking and won 7 goals! It didn't look so good after that.
I was about to win, but my mother won five more balls in a row and beat me out of the water. Then, we played 1 1 round, left once, right once, far ball, near ball, I held on, gritted my teeth to catch the ball ... gradually, my mother slowed down, and as soon as the ball was played well, I forgot it was a game, so I easily caught the ball and served it.
It doesn't matter if you win or lose, but you also deliberately play tricks, don't catch the ball, and deliberately hit the ball askew. As if dreaming, graceful movements.
I completely forgot about the race, I didn't know anything at all ... I didn't say anything, and as a result, you know, that is: mom succeeded in overtaking! Finally, I woke up and quickly asked my mother, "Mom, what's the score?" Mom smiled: "Haha, 24 to 22!" " ""Wow! " I cried. Gee, a 25-ball game, two more balls and mom will catch up with me.
Unexpectedly, my mother scored two goals in a row, with the same score. Whoever gets the score of 1 wins. I put all my strength on my right hand and prepared to catch the ball.
After hard work, I finally got 1 point and won the game. Joy, surprise and excitement rushed to my head together, ah! I won! I will never forget this badminton match.