Soon, their focus shifted from the game to a new goal.

A large number of sports meeting limericks are coming, and the first is from a student in the first and second classes of junior high school, a mixture of seven words and eight characters, let's call the poem Dongdong:

"When the whistle blows, everyone is coming, and everyone is ready.

Hearing the gunshots, they ran in a hurry, and everyone thought first.

Our team members are really good and they are good role models for everyone to follow.

Rush forward regardless of your body, and you want to break the record and strive for great merit. ”

Sure enough, it was a good fight!

The junior high school students sang it, and the high school students appeared, from a student in the second and third classes of high school, a song that I don't know what the hell is:

"Run, run, run – to the 3,000-meter athletes

Run

Endlessly chased

The end is far away

A little scary

But for no reason

and each other's heavy gasps

Gradually, he lost consciousness

wing

Like a feather duster

Feathers but powerless to fly

tire

Can't be stopped

Run, run, run"

Nima, you said earlier that you didn't want to participate in the competition, as for the pain?

The most intolerable is the following one. It is estimated that the author is simply to arrange the text in a formation, similar to completing the teacher's task, but I didn't expect to be really admitted, such as the masterpiece of a student in the second and fourth classes of junior high school, although it is a junior high school student, the level is not as good as that of a primary school student:

"Run

high jump

Come on

The referee blows the whistle

What are they doing?

Compete in the field!

Who wins and who loses is not known

Participation is more important

Don't make a noise, everybody

Take a look, take a look

to the end

Shouted in unison

Good"

Listening to the 'masterpiece' is really drunk, which has attracted everyone's complaints. After hearing everyone's discussion, Mr. Meng shook his head with a smile, turned to them and said, "Don't laugh at fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps, what you write may not be hired."

Teacher Meng's words inadvertently aroused the students' good hearts, as a senior high school liberal arts student, a model of literary youth, this must be unbearable, limericks also have the dignity of limericks, okay? You have to come up with a few decent songs to teach them how to be humans. In addition to scoring points and winning prizes in the games, another important thing is poetry.

Many students, including Sun Yingying and Xu Wenqi, began to conceive one after another, and some of them had already put pen to paper, but Ye Liangchen had no intention of writing. Sun Yingying didn't think there was anything, but Xu Wenqi couldn't agree, she reached out and patted Ye Liangchen's back, "Ye Liangchen, what are you doing?" ”

"Boredom, ...... in a daze"

"Everyone is writing poetry, don't be idle, it's natural not to be bored when you have something to do"

"I can't write, you shine, let me fend for myself"

"Hehe, can't write? Who clears the Chinese class in minutes? Who has impassionedly said that ambition is not old, and there is no ambition to live a hundred years old? ”

"Well, I said it wrong, I don't want to write"

"What? Do you think your level is high and disdain us to be in company? ”

The more Xu Wenqi spoke, the more angry he became, and pulled Sun Yingying, who was watching from the sidelines, to comment.

"Yingying, he looks down on us, what do you say?"

"I ...... That's not what I mean" Ye Liangchen regretted that he had Xu Wenqi yesterday afternoon, but he didn't expect this girl to have revenge.

"At the same table, your language has always been so good, just write a poem to add points to our class"

Since Sun Yingying said so, Ye Liangchen is no longer hypocritical, "Well, then I'll try"

"I can see it, it still works for Yingying to speak, hey, it's a shame" Xu Wenqi achieved his goal and still didn't forget to hit Ye Liangchen by the way.

Since he decided to write, Ye Liangchen also began to think about it seriously......

In terms of athletic ability, it is understandable that the liberal arts class is weaker, but the dance and writing are really not covered, and soon the first batch of seven manuscripts were handed over to the squad leader Cui Tianzhu, and Cui Tianzhu immediately handed over the first batch of manuscripts.

After a while, voices came over the radio.

"Chen Dongxue, the first class of the third year of high school, hopes:

If it is a seed, there should be a green hope, and if it is a seed, there should be a golden dream. Don't lie in a closed conservatory, afraid of the autumn breeze. Now that you're on the sports field, don't think about it. The runway is already full of sunshine, don't be shy, don't be nervous. Listen to the autumn geese singing for you in the air, and go pick up the pieces of gold. With confidence, there is hope."

Xueba is Xueba, this feeling is 6, and as soon as the draft was broadcast, it immediately attracted applause from the class.

"Kong Baocai, the first class of the third year of high school, untitled one:

Kuafu's father chased the sun and shocked China, and stepped on the yellow sand.

The men in the iron gathered together, and they were proud of China. ”

**If Kong Baocai is like Kong Baocai, there must be an inner show, this little poem is written domineeringly, so that many girls look at him after listening to it and their eyes become a little admired, so that Kong Baocai is very useful, and even speaking in front of Cen Jun is more confident.

"Zhao Yujiang, senior high school class 1, to the men's 400 meters:

The men's 400-meter race in the high school group is about to be held, Jiang Hai, Wang Tao come on! A few minutes on the field, ten days off the field! Without your hard work, there will be no fierce competition on the field, you have to spread your wings like an eagle, bravely to the end, we are waiting to cheer for you!"

Well, ignore it this one, it's completely a piece of sycophancy, and the level can be classified as a junior high school group.

Two more articles have also been hired, but they haven't been broadcast yet, after all, the whole school is contributing.

The article is made by nature, and the magic hand is even good.

It's not difficult to really calm down and write a poem, the difficulty is how to make people amazing, otherwise Du Fu, who is very busy, will definitely not obsessively pursue "words are not amazing and die endlessly".

Ye Liangchen's manuscript was handed in in the second batch. As soon as he finished writing, Xu Wenqi wanted to get a sneak peek, and she believed in his talent, which is why she insisted that he write poetry. However, Ye Liangchen didn't give her a chance, but handed it over directly.

Xue Guangyan's relationship with her table mate in the new semester is not very good, her table mate is also a commuter student, there seems to be a natural gap between boarding students and commuter students, there is less intersection in life, the relationship only stays on the surface, and there are few people like Xu Wenqi who can get along with everyone. But Xue Guangyan and her table mates can't be said to be bad, but they get along a little awkwardly, so many times, many things, Xue Guangyan will still come to Sun Yingying.

At this moment, Xue Guangyan walked to Sun Yingying's side, asked Teacher Meng for leave, and pulled her out.

"Yingying, what should I do?" Xue Guangyan pulled Sun Yingying in the name of going to the toilet, but actually asked her for help.

"What's wrong, Swallow?"

"Here, you take a look at this first" Xue Guangyan took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Sun Yingying.

It turned out that just when the classmates in the class submitted one after another, Xue Guangyan received this love letter from Zhang Qiang, looking at this relatively scribbled handwriting, it should be his improvisation, the incident happened suddenly, Xue Guangyan had no idea for a while, so he called Sun Yingying out.