The white bird glided a beautiful arc over the blue sky,hit it hard with my racket, it turned back like a bullet aiming a target. "27th " I shouted to my sister.
白色的羽毛球在蔚蓝的天空滑下一个美丽的弧，我的球拍重重的击中它，它一转身就像一颗子弹瞄准了目标。”第27个,“我对我姐姐喊。
We have been enjoy playing badminton since we have learnt the basic skills. For us , it was not just simply a sport but an old friend who entertained us during lots of bored afternoons. Happily, we would grab a pair of rackets and began a game which requirs precision and promptness. Controlling the bird between
