Friday, January 13, 2012

Badminton (a poem)

Softly, the shuttlecock flew towards the other end of the gym.
Happily, the player return the shuttlecock to his opponent.
Fiercely, the player hit the shuttlecock hard against the other player, and it landed on the ground.
Finally, the whistle blew and the game ends.The champion disappeared under the crowd hugging him.

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