A lively and cheerful tomboy primary school composition

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Look, who is that cheerful tomboy? Oh, it turns out to be my lively and cheerful sister.

Amei’s title of tomboy is not deserved. Don't believe it, let me tell you about the "crazy" energy of the lively and cheerful tomboy.

One sunny afternoon, the tomboy was sitting at the door watching the sunrise. I tiptoed to her side. I wanted to scare her, but the tomboy jumped up and shouted at me with a ferocious face: "Take your life!" I was scared to death. The tomboy chuckled and dragged me away. As he walked, he said in high spirits: "Brother, let's go pick cherries with us and eat eighteen bowls of them!" Then there were bursts of sinister laughter, laughing. It creeps me out.

After a while, we entered the cherry tree. The fruitful cherries on the branches exude an alluring smell. The cherry fruit is plump, translucent red, and refreshingly pink, as if it will spurt out water when pinched. The tomboy couldn't wait. She straightened her black hair, rolled up her long sleeves, and the two black jewel-like eyes on her dark face exuded greedy gaze. It looked like a hungry wolf looking at a group of lambs.

"Brother, come on!" The tomboy pointed at a bunch of cherries only one foot away from her and shouted to me. God, what did he do to his brother? The tomboy was quite sensible. When she saw that I was standing still, she rushed forward, jumped up, grabbed a bunch of cherries, and picked off a bunch of cherries. The tomboy smiled at me and said he wanted to show me a magic trick. Sure enough, the cherry suddenly disappeared, and the tomboy asked me to applaud her. Well, the little brat must have swallowed the cherry. Then, as she ran, she dropped a string of laughter like silver bells, which was the laughter that came from her heart when she was happy.

The fruits deep in the cherry forest are the reddest and the branches are taller. But the tomboy faced the tall branches without fear. I stepped back with my right foot, rubbed my little hands repeatedly, and rushed forward at a sprint speed of 100 meters... When I looked closely, I was shocked. Soon enough, the tomboy accidentally stepped on the soft soil and fell down the slope as if he were on a slide. Then the tomboy screamed like a pig being killed. Hey, if you don't listen to the handsome guy, you will suffer a lot. The tomboy didn't cry or make a fuss, and asked me pitifully for help, but unexpectedly I was dragged down by her. She was lively and making faces at me, and at the same time, she calmly took out the bunch of hard-earned cherries and shared them with me. The eating appearance is no less than the big white goose in my hometown. After eating the cherries, she dusted herself off again and hummed a tune as if nothing had happened.

Look, this is my lively and cheerful tomboy. Do you think she is cute?