In the afternoon, I came to the writing class. I stand alone in the corridor and look around. Eh, why is it different from before? Well, it must have been children's day.
At the beginning of class, Mr. Qian drew two cute Mickey Mouse on the blackboard. After a while, Mr. Zhu said, "today, let's play a game and write a composition." I guessed it as soon as I guessed it. It must be close to the nose! Because teacher Fei in the school told us about the game.
The game is busy. When it's Ma Hangdong's turn, I have a bad idea. I shouted, "left, left..." Ha ha, Ma Hangdong really pasted it to the left. He almost pasted it to the mickey mouse over there!
It's my turn, covered with a red scarf. I can't tell southeast from northwest. Lu Yibo said, "front, front..." Ma Hangdong deliberately points out my bad idea, and I'm also in Ma Hangdong's plan.
When I put it on, I took down the red scarf and saw that it was a hundred thousand miles away. I was so angry that everyone laughed happily.
When I was angry, I laughed with them.