A descriptive composition about playing basketball

1. The composition describing the scene of playing basketball was cheered by Class 6 (1) and the cheerleaders of this class. At first glance, the other team members are all tall and burly. It seems that winning depends not on their bodies, but on their basic skills and skills.

Just listen to the whistle of "beep", the ball has been thrown into the air. Wu Feng, a member of our team who has already made preparations, jumped forward, held out his huge palm and struck hard. The ball fell into Liu Jiahui's hands. He circled the court once, then dribbled the ball quickly and ran across the midfield line. There is only one empty crotch in my position. Liu Jiahui seized the opportunity and extended his hand to me. I caught the ball, started it at once and reached the basket. Seeing that the situation was not good, the opposing players rushed to defend. My ball has been shot out, but the opposing player can't stop the car, but he still hit me. I crawled on the ground and stared at the ball. I saw the basketball deliberately trying to hit me, and I bounced on the basket a few times before slowly falling in. I jumped up, shouted and shook my fist. The cheerleaders in our class are also very excited. They cheered for us loudly and waved their own colorful flags. This is, the other team served, but they didn't guard against the sudden attack of our class. Before the ball stabilized, I caught it and passed it to Liu Jiahui. Liu caught it and threw it out. The ball crossed a beautiful arc from the air and entered! The audience is boiling again. ...

The second paragraph was played by girls, and everyone felt very hot. They won several dollars in a row and completed the task.

In the third quarter, like God, Liu Jiahui made one shot and one hit, which expanded the leading edge of our class.

In the last quarter, in order to save our achievements, we adopted delaying tactics, but we didn't want to make mistakes in defense. The opponent scored several goals and narrowed the gap to one goal in the last ten seconds. Teacher Liu, a crafty old scoundrel, called for a time-out and put on a "Taishan Mountain" with a high defensive advantage-Yan Mingming. After Yan Mingming got the ball, he simply held it in his arms in order not to let the other side grab it. As a result, it took too long, and he gave Class 6 another foul ball. The audience was silent, waiting for the final result. The ball was passed out, and the opposing player who got the ball immediately shot, "Dong-",and the ball hit the backboard and bounced back. "Du-"The final whistle sounded.

2. Describe the composition when playing basketball. Perhaps, I have a subtle feeling for basketball.

I am not as enthusiastic as boys, because I can no longer run around the court with boys, stand in the same basket and grab the ball with them and score as expected. So, although my love for basketball still exists, I never really played basketball again.

Unlike some girls who are so "crazy" and like idolization, she likes basketball and fast, but she doesn't like fast. When she likes it, she takes NBA magazines all day to catch up on common sense and asks, are you going to play ball? When you don't like it, you don't care about basketball anymore.

I think my love for basketball may be a little "moderate" and a little "unclear". Maybe this is not love at all.

The first fantasy of basketball is to watch the cartoon "Slam Dunk". I used to fantasize that I could have Hanamichi Sakuragi's shrewdness, Rukawa Kaede's smartness when playing, and Mitsui Hisashi's average level when shooting. Although it turns out that I'm glad I didn't dribble twice, I have no strength to lift the ball above my head with my hands and shoot it with my wrist. So all I can do is pose and take a picture, throw my regrets into the air and talk about it.

At that time, I simply thought playing ball was very chic.

Later, neighbors and friends began to play basketball in the open space of the new village. There is no basketball court. A 5-meter-wide road is used as the length of the court, but the width is about 6 meters. A hole in the wall is used as a basket, and volleyball and rubber balls are often used instead. This kind of "mini" stadium plays the second dribble and takes the "mini basketball".

At that time, I was young and could only shoot.

When I grow up, I will be proficient in rackets, and I joined their team. Older boys have all learned to "walk", so I naturally know "walk". Therefore, I would rather fight for the ball than take one more step. So I often have "second luck". I didn't know it at that time. I enjoyed playing our own basketball with them.

Later, everyone began to be troubled by their studies. After another session, they lined up and withdrew from such a childlike basketball game one by one. I didn't say goodbye to this day until I entered junior high school that year. I once asked my playmates if there would be "no successor" here. They said no, no, and I said, "Look, there are no new members to join." A boy pointed to the youngest of us: "Well, Yiyi's sister." I shook my head: "The girl can't count on it." He said, "Are you a woman, too?" "Have you seen the second crazy girl who plays basketball with boys like me?" He shook his head and added, "Yes."

I think that subtle feeling may come from this!

Physical education class can play basketball in junior high school. At first, there were girls who had the same hobbies as me, but more girls were afraid when they saw basketball. They passed the ball to her and never dared to catch it directly. They won't dare to play basketball again until the ball bounces off the ground. If you fall, it will make everyone go to the infirmary in fear, and a good basketball will completely spoil the fun. Later, everyone simply said don't touch that guy.

So, alone, I reluctantly stopped "touching that guy" Just occasionally borrow a boy's basketball to clap a few times. Cast a few glances when passing by the school stadium, I don't know whether it is envy or loss. The unforgettable "mini-basketball" was really lost one year later because there was no successor.

In fact, I know I know little about basketball, but I still like it. Boys in our class often go to play outside the school. That day, I was in a huge motorcade. A boy actually smiled and asked me, "Do you want to play ball together?" I said, "Forget it, I'm going to be a burden to you." They always like to talk loudly about basketball, stars. I think listening to them and watching them play ball games is enough to satisfy my childhood fantasy.

I firmly believe that basketball is a game for the brave. I am not brave enough and my physique doesn't meet the requirements of a basketball player, so I can only like it, but I can't love it.

3. composition about playing basketball today, I am happy to come to the basketball court to play basketball.

I couldn't play basketball before. Later, I learned to "pour urine cans", but others like to laugh at me.

So I seldom play basketball. If I want to play basketball, I must play it when no one or others are not paying attention. Now, I learned to shoot with one hand.

So whether someone is here or no one is here, I dare to play, even dare to compare with others! When I see someone "pouring urine cans", I will help him and teach him how to shoot. Today, I played ball with someone in the yard. Although he is younger than me, he is now studying in the school basketball class! He can shoot in three steps, and I envy him every time I see him shoot a goal.

When I played against him before, he couldn't compete with me. This time I said, "Let's shoot in situ and see who scores more goals."

He quickly replied, "I'm really not your opponent compared with in-situ shooting, but you're not necessarily my opponent compared with three-step shooting." So we can shoot in situ first, and then shoot in three steps. Every time you shoot, you will shoot three times and score a goal.

Here we go. We shot in a single position. I shoot first.

I aimed the basketball at the basketball stand and threw it up. Prosperity ... when ... `, the goal is scored! I smiled and said, "I will win!" " "He said," don't be too happy, I will beat you! """Not necessarily!" After a while, he hit the racket a few times and rushed to the basketball stand. He just rushed to the two-point position, only to see him take two steps forward and throw the ball on the basketball stand ... Oh, no, the ball only turned once on the basketball stand. Can it get in? "Knock ... knock ..." The ball fell out of the basket, but it didn't go in. He was very sad.

Seeing him like that, I said, "Never mind, there are still four chances. You win by scoring three goals! " "After a while, it was my turn again. I threw the basketball at the basketball stand, but I didn't expect it to hit the backboard too hard and bounce back.

At this time, he was very confident. First shot, second shot, third shot. Ah! What a surprise! He hit three balls in a row. What a surprise! In the end, he won by three to two.

I'm not happy anymore. He came to me and said, "Your courage inspired me. The winner should be you. " He raised my hand as he spoke. "You will certainly beat me in the future. Victory always belongs to the brave. "

After a while, there came another little classmate who was almost in grade three or four. He asked us if we were playing basketball, and we said "yes" and invited him to play with us. He readily agreed.

We all agree that twelve balls will win or lose. The game started, and I was the first to vote.

Because I always want to win the first prize, I feel very nervous and sweaty. I held my breath and scored three goals in a row.

Then XXX and his classmates made a move, and the two competed for each other and refused to give way to each other. Later, my classmates scored three goals, and XXX only scored two. At this time, the little students can win the first place as long as they score one more goal. It's a pity that the ball was stolen by XXX, and he scored in three steps.

In the end, we got a draw. Suddenly, the two of them quarreled. One said, "Why don't you let me!" One said, "Why should I let you?" I rushed over to persuade them: "Stop arguing, this is a game, not a competition.

You should practice hard and practice your skills well. It's nice to be like Jordan. "At this time, another big brother came up on the court.

He is tall and fat, and he can score every goal. We watched it for a long time and really admired it.

Two days, I happily came to the basketball court to play basketball. I couldn't play basketball before.

Later, I learned to "pour urine cans", but others like to laugh at me. So I seldom play basketball. If I want to play basketball, I must play it when no one or others are not paying attention.

Now, I learned to shoot with one hand. So whether someone is here or no one is here, I dare to play, even dare to compare with others! When I see someone "pouring urine cans", I will help him and teach him how to shoot.

Today, I played ball with someone in the yard. Although he is younger than me, he is now studying in the school basketball class! He can shoot in three steps, and I envy him every time I see him shoot a goal. When I played against him before, he couldn't compete with me.

This time I said, "Let's shoot in situ and see who scores more goals." He quickly replied, "I'm really not your opponent compared with in-situ shooting, but you're not necessarily my opponent compared with three-step shooting."

So we can shoot in situ first, and then shoot in three steps. Every time you shoot, you will shoot three times and score a goal. Here we go. We shot in a single position.

I shoot first. I aimed the basketball at the basketball stand and threw it up. Prosperity ... when ... `, the goal is scored! I smiled and said, "I will win!" " "He said," don't be too happy, I will beat you! """Not necessarily!" After a while, he hit the racket a few times and rushed to the basketball stand. He just rushed to the two-point position, only to see him take two steps forward and throw the ball on the basketball stand ... Oh, no, the ball only turned once on the basketball stand. Can it get in? "Knock ... knock ..." The ball fell out of the basket, but it didn't go in.

He was very sad. Seeing him like that, I said, "Never mind, there are still four chances. You win by scoring three goals! " "After a while, it was my turn again.

I threw the basketball at the basketball stand, but I didn't expect it to hit the backboard too hard and bounce back. At this time, he was very confident. First shot, second shot, third shot.

Ah! What a surprise! He hit three balls in a row. What a surprise! In the end, he won by three to two. I'm not happy anymore. He came to me and said, "Your courage inspired me. The winner should be you. "

He raised my hand as he spoke. "You will certainly beat me in the future. Victory always belongs to the brave. " After a while, there came another little classmate who was almost in grade three or four.

He asked us if we were playing basketball, and we said "yes" and invited him to play with us. He readily agreed. We all agree that twelve balls will win or lose.

The game started, and I was the first to vote. Because of me.

4. composition about playing basketball 400-word ball game

Pengshan Qinglong junior high school Tang

Our class will play basketball with Class Three. In order to play ball, after lunch, I ran to the court to practice. Three-step layup, inside pitching, outside three-pointers, grabbing the ball at the basket … I jump and jump, and I practice very hard. Although the book says that strenuous exercise is not suitable after meals, although I haven't recovered from my cold, I didn't do my homework at noon ... Haha, I hit three points again!

The game is about to start, and the captain is calling the team. I ran to him, hoping to get his attention. Also tentatively asked the captain: "Captain, who will fight!" The captain called out the names of the players one by one, and I was not among the players. Watching the contestants proudly enter the stadium one by one. I am so jealous! Alas, I have to wait for a substitute!

A few minutes after the game started, a classmate of Class Three grabbed the ball and immediately passed it to the tall man in their midfield. The tall man dribbled the ball quickly. Suddenly turn around, bypass our players, jump up, raise the ball over your head, reach out, shoot and get it. The ball was played beautifully, and there was warm applause on the court. I applauded. Who knows, I was scolded by a female classmate: "You are crazy, someone scored!" " "I replied," people should applaud when they score a beautiful goal! "Suddenly, I noticed the captain staring at me. His face is so ugly!

Soon, Zhang Ming of our team was too tired to bear it, and waved to the waiting table. I saw it, stood up happily and ran away quickly. Just arrived at the edge of the stadium, he was stopped by the captain: "Who told you to play?" As he spoke, he shouted the name of another substitute. I watched people swagger into the stadium.

A strong sense of humiliation and loss rose from my heart. I put my hand in my trouser pocket, turned my head and walked out of the court slowly.

A classmate holding a tweeter and cheering excitedly blocked my way. I shouted impatiently, "What are you shouting?" What a noise! "

Walking into the classroom, I read a book. A good friend passed by the window, saw it and said, "Don, why don't you go to the ball game?" I said, "I have a cold." "What is a cold? Go and see, it's very fierce! " As he spoke, he ran to the stadium.

I was prone on the table, and tears of disappointment flowed out.

I don't know what grade you are in,

The annual basketball game began. In order to avenge the first round elimination of the previous session, all the team members worked hard and trained hard, hoping to make other classes bow their heads and fulfill our dream of last semester. In the cheers of class 6 and the cheerleaders of this class, the players from both sides took the stage. At first glance, the players of the other team are tall and burly. It seems that winning depends not on your body, but on your basic skills and skills. Just listen to the whistle of "beep", the ball has been thrown into the air. Wu Feng, a member of our team who has already made preparations, jumped forward, held out his huge palm and struck hard. The ball fell into Liu Jiahui's hands. He circled the court once, then dribbled the ball quickly and ran across the midfield line. There is only one empty crotch in my position. Liu Jiahui seized the opportunity and extended his hand to me. I caught the ball, started it at once and reached the basket. Seeing that the situation was not good, the opposing players rushed to defend. My ball has been shot out, but the opposing player can't stop the car, but he still hit me. I crawled on the ground and stared at the ball. I saw the basketball deliberately trying to hit me, and I bounced on the basket a few times before slowly falling in. I jumped up, shouted and shook my fist. The cheerleaders in our class are also very excited. They cheered for us loudly and waved their own colorful flags. This is, the other team served, but they didn't guard against the sudden attack of our class. Before the ball stabilized, I caught it and passed it to Liu Jiahui. Liu caught it and threw it out. The ball crossed a beautiful arc from the air and entered! The audience was boiling again ... The second section was played by girls, and everyone felt very hot. They won several dollars in a row and completed the task. In the third quarter, like God, Liu Jiahui made one shot and one hit, which expanded the leading edge of our class. In the last quarter, in order to save our achievements, we adopted delaying tactics, but we didn't want to make mistakes in defense. The opponent scored several goals and narrowed the gap to one goal in the last ten seconds. Teacher Liu, a crafty old scoundrel, called for a time-out and put on a "Taishan Mountain" with a high defensive advantage-Yan Mingming. After Yan Mingming got the ball, he simply held it in his arms in order not to let the other side grab it. As a result, it took too long, and he gave Class 6 another foul ball. The audience was silent, waiting for the final result. The ball was passed out, and the opposing player who got the ball immediately shot, "Dong-",and the ball hit the backboard and bounced back. "Du-"The final whistle sounded. Today belongs to us.

6. The essay contest about describing the scene of playing basketball began, and Shen Jiawei served.

He picked up the basketball and threw it to Wang Shuai. Wang Shuai picked up the basketball and ran under the basketball stand.

When he was about to shoot up, I jumped up, covered him and brought me a hot pot! I quickly snatched the basketball from him. I just turned around and threw it back to my classmates.

He took the basketball and ran quickly to the opponent's basket. I quickly followed him forward.

He soon saw someone intercept in front. So, he found a good opportunity and threw the basketball to me.

I jumped up and caught the basketball. Look, it's not far from the basketball stand.

So, I walked in three steps. Jump, jump up, and turn your hands gently.

Basketball flew out of my hand and into the basket. "Well, Huang Qiqi scored a beautiful three!" I jumped and jumped with joy.

Shen Jiawei and others didn't talk much, but as soon as I was happy, they quickly attacked us. Soon, Shen Jiawei also hit a three-pointer and threw it into the basket.

The two sides tied. Later, the other team scored a beautiful three points, while we only scored two points.

Now we are one point behind and time is running out. There's only one minute left. Zhou Binbin also wanted a three-pointer, but the ball bounced off.

I jumped up at once and caught the ball. Shen Jiawei showed no weakness and jumped up and covered me.

I got the ball, but it was taken away by Shen Jiawei. Time has passed again, with only thirty seconds left. It's about to happen, and he's going to score for them again

Zhou Binbin seized the opportunity to grab the ball from Shen Jiawei. He fired quickly again.

However, he didn't have enough strength, so he threw it too low and didn't even touch the basket. I jumped up at once and caught the ball.

There are five seconds left. I immediately jumped up and made a big slam dunk.

It is only a matter of time before the basketball is in the box. Well, we finally won the championship by a narrow margin.

Shen Jiawei and others were furious, but it was useless.

7. The best composition about playing basketball 1: Playing basketball (472 words)

In the afternoon, my father took me to a foreign language primary school to play basketball. With my brother.

When we arrived at the foreign language primary school, we couldn't wait to come to the basketball court. I saw a basketball game on the court above, and all the players were alive and kicking. We will practice on the court.

Dad pulled the ball out of the three-point line, aimed at the basket and hit a three-pointer. Let's clap and try our hand. Brother grabbed the ball and wanted three points. Father said, "You are too weak, so throw a two-point ball closer!" " "My brother took two steps to the basket, threw a hard shot and threw a hollow ball. The second time, my brother came to the basket, aimed and shot. The ball seems to have eyes and penetrated the net. Finally, it was my turn. I patted the ball a few times, came to the basket and threw it. As a result, I was too weak to hit the ball. At this time, my father taught me to change the way of throwing, hold the ball in my chest and throw it up. I threw the ball with all my strength, and the ball finally scored. I am dancing with joy.

My brother and I threw one, and I also threw one, and both scored a lot of goals. At this time, dad taught us to pull the ball again. Dad demonstrated first, patting the ball and running like hell. Brother tried it first, and it was not bad, but it was a little slow. It's my turn I ran confidently to the finish line, but basketball didn't listen to me and let it slip away halfway. I picked up the ball, slowed down and continued to run to the finish line.

The sun will go down soon, and we have had enough fun. Everyone is sweating and going home happily.

Composition 2 on Playing Basketball: Playing Basketball (48 1 word)

On a crisp autumn morning, I put on my basketball suit and strode to the gym with my baby basketball.

First of all, I scored three points with high morale. Haha, I fell into the basket as soon as I felt good. After a while, an adult said that I would not be allowed to play. Because I am young, I won't do it. How can they play hard? I have no choice but to let me play.

I started playing ball. I was standing under the backboard when an uncle threw a basket from the basket. I jumped up and took a rebound from an uncle's head. One turned and passed a big brother. I pretended to miss one, and one made an emergency stop by three points. The goal is scored. They said, "Good boy." After this dance, everyone believed me more. Let me get the ball. With wonderful layups and beautiful passes, he lived up to expectations and quickly led by 30: 12. But those adults don't eat for free. A tall and thin uncle led them to us.

It rained for three minutes, and we couldn't find our head at the moment. Fortunately, a big brother in black stood up, gave a big hot pot first, and then made a domineering layup. Once again, we stabilized our position, and we slowly and steadily widened the score. After more than 40 minutes of hard work, we finally beat them with a big score of 50:30.

Although this game made me feel weak and breathless, I am really glad that we finally beat them.

8. Describe the composition when playing basketball. Perhaps, I have a subtle feeling for basketball.

I am not as enthusiastic as boys, because I can no longer run around the court with boys, stand in the same basket and grab the ball with them and score as expected. So, although my love for basketball still exists, I never really played basketball again.

Unlike some girls who are so "crazy" and like idolization, she likes basketball and fast, but she doesn't like fast. When she likes it, she takes NBA magazines all day to catch up on common sense and asks, are you going to play ball? When you don't like it, you don't care about basketball anymore. I think my love for basketball may be a little "moderate" and a little "unclear". Maybe this is not love at all.

The first fantasy of basketball is to watch the cartoon "Slam Dunk". I used to fantasize that I could have Hanamichi Sakuragi's shrewdness, Rukawa Kaede's smartness when playing, and Mitsui Hisashi's average level when shooting.

Although it turns out that I'm glad I didn't dribble twice, I have no strength to lift the ball above my head with my hands and shoot it with my wrist. So all I can do is pose and take a picture, throw the air out with my regrets, and just talk about it.

At that time, I simply thought playing ball was very chic. Later, neighbors and friends began to play basketball in the open space of the new village. There is no basketball court. A 5-meter-wide road is used as the length of the court, but the width is about 6 meters. A hole in the wall is used as a basket, and volleyball and rubber balls are often used instead.

This kind of "mini" stadium plays the second dribble and takes the "mini basketball". At that time, I was young and could only shoot.

When I grow up, I will be proficient in rackets, and I joined their team. Older boys have all learned to "walk", so I naturally know "walk".

Therefore, I would rather fight for the ball than take one more step. So I often have "second luck". I didn't know it at that time. I enjoyed playing our own basketball with them.

Later, everyone began to be troubled by their studies. After another session, they lined up and withdrew from such a childlike basketball game one by one. I didn't say goodbye to this day until I entered junior high school that year.

I once asked my playmates if there would be "no successor" here. They said no, no, and I said, "Look, there are no new members to join."

A boy pointed to the youngest of us: "Well, Yiyi's sister." I shook my head: "The girl can't count on it."

He said, "Are you a woman, too?" "Have you seen the second crazy girl who plays basketball with boys like me?" He shook his head and added, "Yes." I think that subtle feeling may come from this! Physical education class can play basketball in junior high school. At first, there were girls who had the same hobbies as me, but more girls were afraid when they saw basketball. They passed the ball to her and never dared to catch it directly. They won't dare to play basketball again until the ball bounces off the ground.

If you fall, it will make everyone go to the infirmary in fear, and a good basketball will completely spoil the fun. Later, everyone simply said don't touch that guy.

So, alone, I reluctantly stopped "touching that guy" Just occasionally borrow a boy's basketball to clap a few times.

Cast a few glances when passing by the school stadium, I don't know whether it is envy or loss. The unforgettable "mini-basketball" was really lost one year later because there was no successor.

In fact, I know I know little about basketball, but I still like it. Boys in our class often go to play outside the school. That day, I was in a huge motorcade. A boy actually smiled and asked me, "Do you want to play ball together?" I said, "Forget it, I'm going to be a burden to you."

They always like to talk loudly about basketball, stars. I think listening to them and watching them play ball games is enough to satisfy my childhood fantasy.

I firmly believe that basketball is a game for the brave. I am not brave enough and my physique doesn't meet the requirements of a basketball player, so I can only like it, but I can't love it.

The details of playing basketball describe an exciting basketball game.

The long-awaited basketball game finally came, and we came to the basketball court with excitement.

Those athletes are full of energy, and the expression on their faces seems to say: Our class will definitely win. The basketball game is about to start. I silently pray to God: Please, God, this is the basketball game we have been waiting for for so long. Let's win!

The teacher whistled and the basketball game began. At first, the athletes were worried and didn't know what to do. After a while, their hearts calmed down.

I saw the tranquility running like a runaway fast horse, and the chic passing skills dazzled the other side, which was hard to prevent. The score suddenly rose to 10 to 4, and we all applauded.

It's his turn to serve. He is bent, his legs are bent, his eyes are wide open and he is staring straight at the basketball stand. Sweat trickled down his cheeks. At this time, he quickly threw the ball in his hand and threw it into the basket.

He runs around the court with the ball, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes holding the ball and dribbling it constantly. A man threw him off and went straight to the basket. When I walked to the basket, I was in no hurry to make a move. I just crouched down to protect the basketball on my chest, threw it gently and scored again.

After a while, the score suddenly became 24 14. The teacher whistled and the game was over.

Some students in our class laughed; Someone smiles; Some people laugh heartily.

This is the pride of our class!