1. Description of the scene of drumming and passing flowers

The sound of drums is beating fast and slowly, and the flowers are being passed quickly and slowly.

The little red flowers that everyone usually wants to fight for seem to have turned into hot coals, and no one dares to let them fall on their hands. You pass it to me and I pass it to you. The red flowers are passed in everyone's hands one after another. Their eyes are all watching the movement of the red flowers.

The drum is beating and the flower is faxing. I don’t know whose hand it will land on. Dong-dong-dong-dong. The drum suddenly stopped. The flower happened to fall into my hand. Everyone’s eyes were focused on me and they all cheered. Urging me to quickly go on stage to perform, I walked up to the stage and walked to the small box, beating the snare drum in my heart. I thought to God, please don’t let me catch you dancing. I touched left and right. It was God’s fault. I still touched you and asked you to dance. Everyone was booing for a while, but they had no choice but to be kicked out and danced hard. 2. Description of the scene of drumming and passing flowers

The sound of drums is beating fast and slowly, and the flowers are being passed quickly and slowly.

The little red flowers that everyone usually wants to fight for seem to have turned into hot coals, and no one dares to let them fall on their hands.

You pass it to me, I pass it to you. The red flowers are passed in everyone's hands one after another. Their eyes are all watching the movement of the red flowers.

The drum is beating and the flower is faxing. I don’t know whose hand it will land on. Dong-dong-dong-dong. The drum suddenly stopped. The flower happened to fall into my hand. Everyone’s eyes were focused on me and they all cheered. Urging me to quickly go on stage to perform, I walked up to the stage and walked to the small box, beating the snare drum in my heart. I thought to God, please don’t let me catch you dancing. I touched left and right. It was God’s fault. I still touched you and asked you to dance. Everyone was booing for a while, but they had no choice but to be kicked out and danced hard. 3. Composition 500 about drumming and passing flowers

Today’s weekly composition class is here again. Teacher Yang walked into the classroom uncharacteristically, took out the drum and stick from the bag like magic, and said to everyone with a smile : "Today we are going to play the game of drumming and passing flowers!" After everyone heard this, the classroom suddenly became excited.

Teacher Yang finally calmed everyone down and announced the rules of the game: everyone sat in their seats, and as soon as the drums sounded, the flowers began to be passed around in a snake shape. When the drums stopped, Whoever the flower falls on will perform a show. Teacher Yang asked Luo Peng to be the drummer, and the drums sounded "dong dong", and the flowers immediately spread among the classmates.

Some bold students actually stood up and waved the flowers in their hands a few times before passing them to other students. The timid students picked up the flowers and threw them forward as if they were electrocuted. The flowers were almost in my hands. I was not nervous at all and waited there leisurely.

The flower was passed to my hand. I took the flower and looked left and right. I didn’t want to give it to Chen Yue in the front row. After a while, I held the flower like a basketball. Throwing it over, I couldn't help laughing when I saw Chen Yue's nervous look. The drums stopped and the flowers fell on Chen Shirui's hands. She walked up to the podium generously and scratched her head. Suddenly, she said loudly: "Let me perform a show for everyone! It's called "Hope for Reunion" 》. ”

You can see her reciting and doing movements at the same time, she seems very intoxicated. Immediately afterwards, the flowers were passed to the hands of Wu Jindi and Zong Leyao, and they performed wonderful performances for us.

We ended this interesting composition class with laughter and laughter. Everyone is looking forward to the next such interesting composition class. 4. How to write a composition on the game of passing flowers by beating drums to 400

Today, we played a very interesting game - passing flowers by beating drums.

The game started. The teacher took out a bright red rose and a small military flag, and told the rules of the game: starting from the first student, drive the train in S shape and pass the flowers to the next one. At the same time, the teacher has to turn his back to the students and keep beating the drum. When the drum stops, whoever has the flower in his hand will perform a show for everyone. He can sing, dance, tell jokes, imitate animals... After saying that, he handed the rose to Dong Hailong. The game finally started, with the teacher beating the drum and the students in the first row passing flowers.

The drums stopped and the flowers fell into Cao Jiaxin’s hands. Cao Jiaxin shyly handed the flowers to the next classmate and walked up to the podium. The game continued... It’s my turn, I I felt excited and nervous at the same time. After the flowers came into my hands, I quickly handed them to Chen Shujia. As a result, the drums stopped and Chen Shujia walked up to the podium in frustration. I secretly rejoiced: Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have to perform.

The game is over. The teacher caught nine in one stroke, and those nine students won the "first-class lottery ticket." It's time to perform, and the classroom suddenly becomes lively: the little rabbit is jumping around the table, the lion is roaring and walking around, the birds are flying around everyone, and the duck is strutting towards everyone "quacking" Come on, the gorilla slaps its chest muscles with its fists... It's so lively! The game is over, I am still immersed in joy, everyone had a great time.

It’s great to play games like this while studying intensely. 5. Who can give me a composition about the game, the title is Drumming and Passing Flowers

In the third class today, our class held a unique classroom activity-Drumming and Passing Flowers.

The activity of beating drums and passing flowers is quite like the bonfire party of the Miao ethnic minority. It is played by one person on the drum. As the drum beats, the brocade flowers are constantly passed among the crowd, and the drum stops and the flowers stop. When the drum stops, whoever has the flower in his hand will step forward to perform a show.

We didn’t have drums, so the teacher used music instead. We didn’t have brocade flowers, so the teacher used red scarves instead. As the music played, red scarves were passed in our hands. The students were very excited, and the red scarf passed quickly in the hands of the students.

The music suddenly stopped, and the red scarf remained in the hands of Qian Feng. Qian Feng stood up helplessly with a red scarf in his hand. His classmates cheered: the male students wanted him to dance ballet, and the female students wanted him to sing "Blue and White Porcelain". . Qian Feng refused to work, and after thinking for a long time, he came up with a riddle: "Where is the sea but not water?" When the students heard this, they were all dumbfounded! At this time, classmate Xu Zhiwei had an idea and came up with it. Guess where it will be? It turns out it refers to the large blue area on the map. Haha, you didn't guess, the students suddenly realized it after listening to it.

The music started and the activity continued. The red scarf spread among the students again. . The atmosphere in the classroom was very lively and the students were very active. I was hoping that the red scarf would come soon, so I could pass it on quickly, but I was also afraid that the red scarf would stay in my hand once the music stopped, causing me to be embarrassed. The complex psychology of anticipation, nervousness, worry, and happiness made me feel inexplicably excited.

Hey, this class is so fresh! It’s so exciting! 6. A 400-word essay describing the scene

"Spring Festival" is a traditional festival of our Chinese nation. At this time, every family will gather together for a reunion dinner. Migrant workers are busy packing their luggage and preparing to go home, taking a year's salary with warm hearts; we children, who have achieved good results, are happy and waiting for the praise of our parents... On the street, In the community and in the supermarket, everything is filled with joy and a lively scene.

Today is New Year’s Eve. In the morning, the golden sunshine spreads all over the earth. My mother and I happily went shopping on the street. The street seemed to have changed overnight. The street was decorated with lights and colorful, and it was very lively. Every house had "bad luck" and couplets posted on it, and red lanterns were hung. People dressed in festive costumes walked to various markets with smiles on their faces, some shopping, some watching, it was a joyful and peaceful scene.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the "Spring Festival Gala" started. Our family sat in front of the TV and watched the "Spring Festival Gala". The program of the party was very exciting: there were beautiful songs and humor. sketches, as well as funny and cute cross talk... The programs were so colorful that I was dazzled.

"Dang, dang, dang..." As the New Year's bell rings, fireworks and firecrackers set off in unison. My father and I took out the fireworks that we had prepared and lit the fireworks tube. We only heard a loud "boom", and a firework bomb rose into the air and exploded in an instant. The exploded firework seemed like a beautiful flower. The lotus flower unfolded its petals in the sky. At this time, fireworks erupted from the fireworks tube, like countless bright and dazzling meteors, flashing across the sky... There were other fireworks flashing in the sky, some of them Like a string of pearls, some are like shooting stars, some are like chrysanthemums, some are like waterfalls... I can't see them all. There were loud sounds of firecrackers, and radiant and brilliant fireworks were flying in the sky. They were all kinds of colorful, decorating the sky like a flower, and the night sky suddenly became dazzling. The scene at this time, surrounded by the melody of laughter, firecrackers, shouts, and music, was really lively. 7. Composition 500 on drumming and passing flowers

Drumming and passing flowers

Today’s weekly composition class came again. Teacher Yang walked into the classroom uncharacteristically and took out a drum and a song from his bag like magic. Bangzi said to everyone with a smile: "Today we are going to play the game of drumming and passing flowers!" After everyone listened, the classroom suddenly became excited.

Teacher Yang finally calmed everyone down and announced the rules of the game: everyone sat in their seats, and as soon as the drums sounded, the flowers began to be passed around in a snake shape. When the drums stopped, Whoever the flower falls on will perform a show.

Teacher Yang asked Luo Peng to be the drummer, and the drums sounded "dong dong", and the flowers immediately spread among the classmates. Some bold students actually stood up, waved the flowers in their hands a few times, and passed them to other students. The timid students picked up the flowers and threw them forward as if they were electrocuted. The flowers were almost in my hands. I was not nervous at all and waited there leisurely. The flower was passed to my hand. I took the flower and looked left and right. I didn’t want to give it to Chen Yue in the front row. After a while, I threw the flower over like a basketball and saw Chen Yue. That nervous look made me laugh uncontrollably.

The drums stopped and the flowers fell on Chen Shirui's hands. She walked up to the podium generously and scratched her head. Suddenly, she said loudly: "I will perform a show for everyone. Let's go! It's called "Looking Forward to Reunion".

"Look at her reciting and doing movements at the same time, she seems very intoxicated.

Immediately afterwards, the flowers were passed to the hands of Wu Jindi and Zong Leyao, and they performed wonderful performances for us. < /p>

We ended this interesting composition class with laughter. Everyone is looking forward to the next such interesting composition class. 8. The composition of "Blowing the Drum and Passing the Flowers" 350

Answer: There are many games that I like, such as eagle catching chickens, hide-and-seek, and police catching people, but my favorite game is drumming and passing flowers.

The gameplay is when the drum sounds. , everyone passes the flowers in turn, and when the drum stops, whoever has the flower in their hand must perform a show.

The game is about to begin, and I am very excited. I thought the game hadn't started yet, let's start the game! The teacher gave the order and the game started. It made a "dong dong dong" sound like a knock on the door. > With the sound of drums, the flowers rolled around among the classmates like rubber balls. When the flowers were about to reach my hands, I was very anxious, for fear that the flowers would fall into my hands.

So. , I grabbed the flower and threw it into the hands of other students, thinking that it almost passed into my hand, okay, okay, there is no need to perform, because I don’t know how to perform. The drum stopped and the flower stopped. He was so frightened that he immediately threw it into the hands of other students.

Classmate Cheng Shuo came on stage and performed reciting ancient poems. Everyone laughed and kept patting the table. What I felt was this game. I'm very happy. I want to play drumming and passing flowers next time. 9. Please write a 400-word essay describing the scene.

Time is like a torrent, constantly washing away my memory, many things. It has become blurry, but deep in my heart, there is one thing that has always been unforgettable for me.

I remember that it was last autumn, in the composition class, the teacher wanted to let us exercise our bodies, cultivate our sentiments, and cultivate us.

The teacher divided us into two teams, one was the Tigers and the other was the Eagles.

The two teams are equally strong and refuse to give in to each other. The students are all heroic and hold their heads high. A tit-for-tat competition is about to begin.

With the teacher’s whistle, the competition begins. It started. The players on both sides held the rope tightly. They pushed their feet on the ground one by one, leaning back and pulling the rope in their own direction. The red ribbon in the middle of the rope moved towards the Tigers and then towards the Eagles, each other. Don't give in. The cheerleaders from both sides shouted in unison and kept beating the drums to cheer for their team. My hands were red, but the rope still didn't move, and the two sides entered a stalemate.

At this time, every one of our team members had red eyes. Some people’s faces were red from holding back, some were baring their teeth and grinning and shouting, and some were holding the rope tightly with both hands and pressing hard with all their strength. Pull in your own direction. In the end, our team tried its best. With the shouts of the cheerleaders, the red silk suddenly moved to our side, and our Eagles won.

In the next two games, our team took advantage of the victory and won consecutively, and finally we won.

This tug-of-war made me understand the power of unity and inspired me to build up the confidence to overcome difficulties on the road to the future. I will never forget this tug-of-war.

A 400-word essay describing the tug-of-war competition 10. Scene description

Ten minutes after class is over

"Ding-a-bell-" class is over, and the students all go to the playground Go. The corridor was bustling with people, and the corridor was extremely crowded. Several tall boys shouted loudly: Hurry, there will be no room in a moment!

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I came out late from the south gate of the teaching building. I saw all the students playing on the playground. Everyone was wearing clothes of different colors, and they all looked like Cheerful elves, the playground is as beautiful as heaven. In front of me is a special place for playing sandbags. You see, the sandbags over there are flying up, and the sandbags here have already fallen. Many students raised their hands high, trying to get a "set ball", but they were hit instead. The colorful bricks on the left and right have long been occupied by us girls, who are jumping rubber bands here. You see, the students here are dancing "Ma Lianhua" and the ones over there are dancing "Dong Cunrui". There were a few girls under the flag pole. I don’t know what they were talking about, but it was obvious that they looked very happy. There is a row of sports equipment right in front, which is the most popular place. The slide is really overcrowded. It seems that the slide can no longer hold up. The seesaw has long been occupied by two female classmates, and they are playing equally. The swing was not "survived", it was already fully occupied, and there were two people on one swing swinging around. This swing was very popular with girls.

As for me, I am jumping rubber bands with my classmates, and I am stretching the rubber bands at one end! I saw my classmate jumping up and down. He was so light as a swallow! We stared at her intently, cheering for her wholeheartedly, and more importantly, we caught her mistakes in time. If we caught the mistakes, we could jump. Wait, wait. Ten minutes after class ends.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-" class is over, and the students all rush to the playground.

The corridor was bustling with people, and the corridor was extremely crowded. Several tall boys shouted loudly: Hurry, there will be no room in a moment!

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I came out late from the south gate of the teaching building. I saw all the students playing on the playground. Everyone was wearing clothes of different colors, and they all looked like Cheerful elves, the playground is as beautiful as heaven. In front of me is a special place for playing sandbags. You see, the sandbags over there are flying, and the sandbags here have already fallen. Many students raised their hands high, trying to get a "set ball", but they were hit instead. The colorful bricks on the left and right have long been occupied by us girls, who are jumping rubber bands here. You see, the students here are dancing "Ma Lianhua" and the ones over there are dancing "Dong Cunrui". There were a few girls under the flag pole. I don’t know what they were talking about, but it was obvious that they looked very happy. There is a row of sports equipment right in front, which is the most popular place. The slide is really overcrowded. It seems that the slide can no longer hold up. The seesaw has long been occupied by two female classmates, and they are playing equally. The swing was not "survived", it was already fully occupied, and there were two people on one swing swinging around. This swing was very popular with girls.

As for me, I am jumping rubber bands with my classmates, and I am stretching the rubber bands at one end! I saw my classmate jumping up and down. He was so light as a swallow! We stared at her intently, cheering for her wholeheartedly, and more importantly, we caught her mistakes in time. If we caught the mistakes, we could jump. Wait, wait, wait, okay, she stepped on the tendon, great! This time it's our turn to dance, we dance "Fourteen Flowers".

At this time, I looked up and saw that there were more people playing sandbags and more students competing. Ah, the students in the middle were so pitiful. They were being beaten inside. On the basketball court, everyone gathered together, surrounding the man holding the basketball, waiting for him to pass the ball. Many people came to help on the seesaw, and everyone tried their best. There seemed to be a few different people on the swing, and they were laughing very happily. The team below the slide was noisy and surrounded the entire slide.

The *** of "ding bells" ended our happy ten minutes of class. Everyone walked towards the teaching building with joy and disappointment, looking forward to the next ten-minute break.