The Hope of Spring
Spring comes !
As the sun sprays its light, the air is pervaded by the smell of spring! When you look from the fourth floor of the No. 3 Teaching Building, a large picture you will probably entitle it "fresh green" is unfolded before your eyes. You feel astonished at the sight of the blooming white orchids along the road to the school canteen, especially at the amazing speed at which they climb up the tree!
It's spring, my favorite season, an outburst of hope.
One day in spring, on my way back to the dorm, an unusual scene came into my sight. Onto the playground ran a girl and three boys, followed by a large group of people. What was happening? Oh, many a student was playing rope skipping there!Some skipped on their own;others did one by one with a longer rope. It suddenly reminded me of the skipping contest on the following Tuesday, attended by all the departments. No delay any more, I hurried to look for my classmates!
Here they were! I spotted them right away at one corner of the playground. Apparently, the team had not decided upon the candidates to control the long rope. Boys and girls, nearly every one on the scene tried once. But girls seemed to have a better command of the rope. So two girls assumed the key responsibility.
Pa, pa, pa, pa At a moderate speed, we began to practice.No one knew how well it would do as the team was just composed of volunteers who love sports. The first member rushed in and out, with a swift skip in the halfway. "Good!" I whispered.Then the second one repeated the same perfect performance.Then the third, the fourth... "Great!" I could not help crying out. A slight hope of winning sneaked into my mind, "Maybe we can win..." Pa! A loud crash disturbed my dreaming. The rope had stopping whirling for the first time. "