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That time, I am unforgettable


Years, like a wave, washed my memory, many people and things are fading away from the surge of this wave, but it will never erase that memory, he makes me unforgettable.

Golden autumn is cool. We are welcoming the annual autumn games and we are happy to participate in the competition. On a sunny, good day, hold a sports meeting, listen to the applause of the sky; see, the five-star red flag rises. Under the blue sky and white clouds, the entire venue is particularly eye-catching. This time, we also invited 174 parents, and the addition of parents really made our games flourish.

Soon, the game officially began.

Although there are many competitions, the students are actively participating. The wave of the game went like this, and I immediately started the long rope race. I also participated in this competition. We started practicing, six girls in the top six parents in the middle of the six boys at the end. In this way, we jumped.

At the beginning, everyone was even very good. Song Yuyin’s mother would not be connected, so Song Yuyin’s mother was one jump. Jumping and jumping, everyone is not picking up. Parents are okay, I am uncomfortable with the chest cramps. We took a break.

Continue to practice. We started jumping again and started practicing. When a classmate’s mother jumped, she fell. I didn’t care about it. I ran straight and picked up the mother’s mobile phone. I started to pick up the mother. Ah, I can't hold her mother, the teacher rushed over, and quickly and I took the mother up. But she quickly found a mobile phone. I handed it to her. She returned to the team that skipped the rope. I thought to myself: Do you not even say thank you? Okay! I also quickly returned to the team of skipping ropes.

The sports meeting was successfully completed. We returned to work. Many students said that I should not pick up the mother of xxx. It is rude. Yes, I am the first time to hold my classmate's mother. It is a bit rude, but the mother of xxx. I fell, can I stand by and watch? No! But... her xxx mother didn't even say "thank you", ... is that I did something wrong, or, what about the mother?

That time, now in my dreams, my heart is still in this matter!

Sixth grade: Wang Leping

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