envelope

In the second essay class this morning, the students walked into the classroom. I saw a brick and an envelope on the desk. Everyone saw it and his face was full of question marks. I thought: What did the teacher take with bricks and envelopes? At this time, the teacher smiled and walked onto the podium. I don't know what medicine was sold in her gourd.

The teacher gently erected the bricks: "Who can blow this brick down?" At this time, the students stared at me, I stared at you. Finally, I gathered my eyes on me. I was shocked: I will not let me blow it? At this time, the teacher seems to have guessed my mind: "Then please ask our class's Hercules horse to complete this difficult task!" The students excitedly shouted: "Strong horse eternal, Ma Eternal Hercules!" Forced to help, had to go to the table. Half-squatting, took a big breath, slammed up and slammed against the bricks. Just listening to the "call", but the brick seems to be against me, even though I have made a whole solution, the cockroach and the ear are red, it still does not move.

The students never imagined that I was not a strong man in their minds. I didn’t blow this brick down. Who else? At this time, the teacher gave us a way to think: "Since a person can't blow, then please ask our class's "five strong men" to blow it!" The students said: "Yes! Unity and strength, unity and success, will succeed!" Five of us went to the desk. The bricks seemed to be laughing intimately at us: "Come on, come on, see how you blow me down?" We all suffocated one by one, and the gangs swelled to the heights, so that the strength of eating milk could be blown. The bricks are as stable as Mount Tai, as if laughing at us: "Can you blow me down by a few kids? It’s really whimsical, haha..."

We were stumped one by one, and when we were frowning, the teacher said with confidence: "I have the means to subdue this brick." At this time, everyone's eyes were transferred to the teacher. The teacher took out the envelope that had already been prepared and put it under the brick. We stared at the teacher with curiosity, and my heart was wondering: What magic weapon will there be in the envelope? Is it an envelope fan? No way! The blow can't blow, can the fan fall down? We can't guess what secret weapon the teacher has. I saw the teacher half-squatting, blowing into the mouth of the envelope, and the envelope slowly bulging. The bricks were as big as the enemy, moving backwards step by step, and finally fell. Thunderous applause sounded in the classroom...

"I will give it a try, let me try it!" A pair of small hands raised the old. Everyone learns what the teacher looks like. "?!" "?!" The stubborn bricks were blown down by us again and again. We waved with the joy of victory, "Yeah!"

This game is not only interesting, but also tells us the truth: people must not only have courage, but also have a plan, otherwise nothing can be done.

The fifth grade of the experimental country: Ye Ronglong