The sunset is too naughty to go home. He only showed a small round face and secretly hid behind the building and looked at us. Although school has long since ended, we are still reluctant to leave the beautiful campus. Everyone likes to play. Look! Zhan, a classmate in our class, caught the ball, made a big turn, ran around and skillfully threw a two-pointer The students on the sidelines cheered again and again! Hey! Isn't that our school's "specialty"-table tennis racket playing badminton? Two students holding table tennis rackets saw badminton ready to fall steadily. I don't know where the wind came from and fell to the ground. Two students shook their heads helplessly. My classmates and I also went to the sports equipment room and chose a long rope.

We chose a clearing. Oda and I stretched the two ends of the rope respectively, responsible for shaking the rope. "one! Two! Three! Jump! " We give them orders, they jump up and we shake them.

They are like little golden statuettes! Ah! That is the "clothes" given to them by the sunset. Very beautiful. They are like birds on the tree, alive and kicking, grinning from time to time with cherry red mouths and laughing openly. The old class's hair is too long, and the scurrying hair reminds me of the little snake on Medusa's head, dancing around. Xiao Yu and Xiao Jing's hair seems to be coated with hair gel, but it doesn't move.

After a while, they were tired of dancing and sat down to have a rest. I don't know where the idea came from, but I also want to try! ODA and I looked at each other, Xiaoyu and Xiaojing shook the rope. When they saw me jump for the first time, they decided to shake the rope from slow to fast. Xiaoyu and I also "ha ha ha" with a smile. Gradually, the rope shook faster and faster. But I didn't stumble, and I couldn't help getting carried away. "ouch!" My foot tripped over a long rope, my pants were scratched by cement, and bright red blood gushed from my knees. The students were frightened and quickly helped me to the infirmary. The school doctor treated my wound, and the disinfectant bubbled on my knee and stung me. I didn't want my classmates to worry, so I had to giggle and laugh back at the tears I just wanted to shed. The students laughed, and so did the school doctor.

Tired of the sunset, I went home. As night fell, my classmates helped me to go home. They asked anxiously, "Are you really all right?" I just smiled: "It's okay! An old pioneer lost his horse-a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise. Maybe it is a good thing! "

At night, I lie prone in front of the window and watch the little stars blink at me. I stuck out my tongue at them and limped off to sleep.

Optimism is my business card. Don't you think so?