The experience and feeling of blowing soap bubbles is 150 words!

Today, my sister and I were blowing bubbles at home. We blew and blew and blew out hundreds of bubbles. Some bubbles are as big as colored balloons. Some bubbles are as small as pearls.

We blow bubbles with big bellies, wear colorful clothes and dance freely in the sky. How beautiful bubbles are! I want to fly to the sky to race with Sister Yun, fly to the grass to kiss the grass … I wish I could fly with the bubbles.

On Tuesday afternoon, we blew bubbles in the flower bed downstairs of the community.

We blew and blew and blew out hundreds of bubbles. Some are big, some are small. The big ones are like balloons, the small ones are like pearls, and there are twins … Look, bubbles fly and fly, flying into the grass and kissing the grass; Bubbles fly, fly, fly to my head and wash my hair; Bubbles fly, fly, fly to the sky and whisper to Sister Yun. ...

Looking at the bubbles flying in the sky, we danced happily and ran after them … as if we were one of them, running happily and freely in the air, and our laughter and running sound echoed in the community for a long time!

The teacher asked us to make soap bubbles, and I made them as soon as I got home. Here's what I did: First, put soap in a cup, add some water, stir and break it, and then try to blow out soap bubbles. If you can't blow it out, you can blow it out with some detergent.

The bubbles blown out are very big, but they are easy to crack, but they are all beautiful and colorful. If you touch them gently, they will crack at once. At first it was transparent and colorless, and later it was colored. When blowing soap, there will be less and less water until it is used up.

4. Blow bubbles happily in front of the community flower bed at noon.

I blew and blew, and soon I blew bubbles, with a big belly and colorful clothes. How beautiful! The bubbles I blow are big and small, the big ones are like balloons, the small ones are like pearls, and they are connected like candied haws. I blew hard and thousands of bubbles danced like butterflies. Some fall on trees, some fall on the grass, some fall in flowers ... blowing bubbles is really a pleasure.

I bought a bottle of bubble water this afternoon.

I blow up the bubble water, blow and blow, but the bubble just won't come out. Mom saw it and came over and blew it with foam water. When my mother blew, many colorful bubbles flew out, and I cried happily. My mother said to me after blowing, "Hong Zheng, just aim your mouth at the bottle mouth and blow gently." Say that finish, went to wash clothes.

I did as my mother said, and sure enough, I blew out a lot of bubbles, and my heart was sweeter than eating honey.