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Jude Bellingham :a sensation
Jude Bellingham, a young English football sensation, has captured the attention of fans and experts alike with his exceptional talent and maturity on the field. Born on June 29, 2003, in Stourbridge, England, Bellingham's rise in the footballing world has been nothing short of meteoric.
By Yousuf Ehsan3 years ago in Cleats
From European Champions to out of Europe
Chelsea football club has been a sensational club producing lots of game changing players over the years. They made and established themselves as on the top 6 clubs of the premier league. But recently they have been facing some problems of their own. After having spent millions in the transfer market and buying players like thiago silve, kai havertz and timo werner.
By Yousuf Ehsan3 years ago in Cleats
"From Dusty Streets to Wrexham FC: A Journey of Passion and Persistence"
In the bustling streets of Karachi, Pakistan, a young boy named Ahsan lived. From a tender age, Ahsan possessed an insatiable passion for football. Every spare moment he had, he would grab a makeshift ball and weave his way through the narrow alleys, showcasing his talent to anyone who cared to watch.
By Yousuf Ehsan3 years ago in Cleats
brought me back from
"The final exam is coming, everyone hurry up and review." These words brought me back from the twilight of my dream to reality. My stomach is growling already, but it's only after five o 'clock, two hours before school ends. On the platform, the teacher was talking about complex geometric problems at the top of his lungs, and the four blackboards were full of dense formulas and chaotic figures. Everyone was also exhausted and began to do other things secretly. Y pressed the novel under the exercise book, secretly reading, laughing while reading, but also biting fingers; Z is spinning his pen, kicking L's chair from time to time, sighing at his watch; S's desk is broken, and he's working hard to fix it, although he knows it won't do anything to help the ruined table... I sighed to myself: how I wish I could become a pupil again. School finishes at 5 o 'clock with little homework, only 3 classes in the morning, and nothing biogeo-political history...... In primary school, looking forward to junior high school, big brothers and sisters are full of vigor and vitality. Now I realize how much pressure they're under. Work is the ocean, we swim in it, but there is no happiness; The book to back is the sky, we fly in it, but top-heavy, groggy. We have always been the object of suffering, the activity class has changed to the main class, the class has changed to the class, learning more than ten hours a day, homework takes more than two hours, sleep is less than 7 hours. So hard we are in exchange for the teacher's mouth "do not work hard, lazy". How much I want to have a world, no homework, no elders nagging, only a vast grassland, dense woods, colorful flowers, and many docile small animals. Breathe the fresh air and take the pressure off your shoulders. Intoxicated, happy. The teacher is still on the podium mumbling lecture, I have been immersed in the imagination of that beautiful world, without any trouble, the huge world let me wander.A short and rich winter vacation in the past, looking back at the fun of this winter vacation, is really countless. But, of course, the most fun is the "motorcycle race". As we grow older, instead of watching fireworks in front of the door, we go into the playground to have fun. One day of the Spring Festival, my cousin and I walked into the playground, in the face of this strange occasion, we took the game currency in our hands to hang around, I do not know where to use it. Among the various big toys, two 3D motorcycles entered our field of vision. So we ride on the motorcycle for a big PK, we choose the track and the car, hold the accelerator, waiting for the start of the race. With the word "GO" on the big screen, I turned the throttle up to maximum and a thrilling race began. At the beginning, I was in the lead, just as my face became serene from a serious expression, because of my carelessness, I slowed down when turning, only to hear a "boom" sound, I stopped starting, and let my brother who was following me suddenly rushed to the front. I fought hard to even the score. To the last corner, I thought this rejection can not be sloppy, this is the decisive corner. I don't know how it happened, I was hit by my brother. I had no choice but to hand over the championship. I'm not gonna take it. I'm gonna go for the second game. "Left, right, forward, accelerate." I know that "Guan Gong goes wheat city - pride will fall". I grasped this characteristic of people, followed my brother, and soon paralyzed my brother. "Near the end." I told myself. With that said, I passed my brother beautifully on a corner and won the championship. Looking at his brother's face of surprise and chagrin, I do not know whether to cry or laugh, slowly to find another fun... .. ... Winter vacation fun and more, because of these things make this year's winter vacation become so full and interesting!
By Joshua Mcelroy3 years ago in Cleats
gastritis last year
I've always had a secret that I've never told anyone. I suffered from acute gastritis last year, and although I recovered after treatment, I still have a residual illness. As long as you don't eat lunch, the stomach disease will recur. But the Chinese food in the school has always been very bad, which often makes me unable to swallow. Sometimes I eat a little for my health, but sometimes the food is so bad that I have to endure the pain and wait for school. I don't tell my parents. One time, the school dish was braised cabbage and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which is not my least favorite dish to eat? So randomly eat a few bites, then the food arrived. It was not long before my stomach began to hurt, so I was embarrassed to lie on the table, the pain was endless. The former classmate asked me what was going on, I reluctantly smiled and said: "Nothing, just tired." But it is at this time, we five on duty monitor to find a class teacher to sign to go, this is not to give me worse? I trailed behind the other four, afraid to say I had a stomachache, because I didn't want to cause trouble. I this person is like this, willing to share their own happiness with others, but always hide the trouble in the heart. In the office, I was already on the wall, waiting for the teacher to sign the name, so that I could quickly return to the classroom. But the teacher did not seem to concentrate on writing, always joking with us. My forehead oozed cold sweat, but also put on a nonchalant appearance, I did not want to let the teacher work for me because of myself. So, I figured I'd get through it. When I got back to the classroom, I bent over my seat again. And survived three classes, finally made it to school... This is the secret of my heart.In the class's weekly commentary, although not every exercise is perfect, but the content is colorful. Some of the exercises make people happy to look forward and turn back, some of the exercises make people move to tears, and some of the exercises tell their own heart to the students. Only at this time, the teacher will not interfere with us, let the students fly freely in the imaginary space. In the past four years, all the weekly notes have made me feel deeply. Some students are good at attracting others with humorous language, some students are happy to touch others with compassionate ink, and some students use kind punctuation to influence others. Every Friday, the teacher always sits on the seat under the podium, and my class is happy to hold a weekly commentary. One by one, without arguing, without reprimanding, one after another with their own good work to share with the students. Until the end of the school life on Friday with a reluctant mood to draw a close. Like my classmates, my excellent weekly notes have also been commented on in class. Step onto the stage, and the elated spirit will guide you to present your work to everyone. The inspiring applause of the students gave the greatest encouragement to the author. When reading the weekly record, although occasionally there will be a little mistake, but the classmate's applause in the first ring, you have the courage to read on. When the applause of your classmates starts for the last time, you can return to your seat. The innovation of Zhou Ji can not only bring subjects to excellent students, but also help students who are temporarily behind to open their writing ideas, so that they have the opportunity to step on this stage. You are welcome to participate in the weekly commentary of our class when you are free, and you should cherish the little time left.
By DANNY WELLS3 years ago in Cleats
the tree also
In the endless wilderness, there are no flowers, no grass, no rivers, no animals, no people, only a single, lonely tree, it has no friends. But last year it met a partner - the wind, the wind is very good to the treewithout a second , the tree also very appreciate the wind, the friendship between the two began in the visit.
By Arnn Ostroot3 years ago in Cleats
here is Lu Xun's childhood
During the National Day holiday, we invited five families to travel to Shaoxing. On the first day, we went to visit the former residence of Lusun. You said a hundred grass garden, three kinds of books. Baicao Garden is a back garden of Lu Xun's home, here is Lu Xun's childhood paradise, is where he plays. Here we saw low mud walls and found stone well bars. The "Three tastes" refers to "reading classics like rice beams, reading history like food at the beginning of the year, and reading all kinds of schools of thought like vinegar". In the northeast corner of the study, we found Lu Xun's seat, his desk engraved with a small. "Early" word. He encouraged himself with "early", "always early, everything early". Visiting the three taste bookstore made me understand the "reading three to", that is, the heart to the eye to the mouth. I will study hard in the future.
By Majorga Petrovits3 years ago in Cleats
Foggy streets
Foggy streets, it was raining, and I met someone worth learning from. On July 4, I came to the library with my classmates, and the lotus flower on the opposite moat was flourishing. We went ahead to prepare, when the door lined up, are here to study college students, suddenly, a figure attracted my eyes, in the crowd is very conspicuous. I couldn't help wondering, why did he come? Are we going in? My mind is full of question marks.
By Rosberg Koziol3 years ago in Cleats
