I hate practicing writing on campus.

What should happen to us at school is sour, sweet, bitter and spicy; I often encounter some things at school. It's either a misunderstanding or a joke. I was helpless. I'm using this time. Let me tell you what happened to me at school.

My favorite resumption of classes is physical education class, but sometimes I hate physical education class. I like it because sometimes I can give everyone a rest. The annoying reason is that sometimes the teacher not only doesn't give us a rest, but also makes us practice the devil.

I remember one time when we went to physical education class, the teacher said that we would just run a few laps on the playground today, and we could move freely in the rest of the time. Everyone is happy to hear this. So, I started running. Let's run, run, run. Finally finished the laps that the teacher said. We had a rest, and the teacher said it was not good to run four laps this time. Everyone was very sad and started running again. We had a rest after running, and the teacher finally let us play. We calculated that we ran 12 laps in the playground, which is 3000 meters. Let everyone be depressed.