$\Longrightarrow$   After five minutes file between time, the game also quickly started under the shade of green trees. On this site, a few boys played shuttlecock, there the 1st graders sat in a game circle. In addition, several groups of 5rd and 6th graders gathered in groups of five and seven to catch marbles, catch eyes or play cat and mouse on the grass. Time out to play is really exciting. Laughter and voices resounded into a vibrant harmony.

$#BearChan$ 

Hello everyone, I'm an old doctor. I have stood on this school for almost a year, since the school was first established. Me and my tree friends, Phuong Vi, Lang Lang, and Sesame Loc, have witnessed the knowledge of generations of studying and practicing at this school, sharing with them many joys and sorrows. , anger and naivety of the game of school age, together save pure memories that cannot be forgotten. But for me, the happiest memory might be summer recess.

In the summer, the golden sunlight pours honey into the golden walls that have faded over the years, making them stand out against the blue sky. The schoolyard was strangely silent, only the chirping of birds on the branches could be heard. In my green foliage, the summer choir randomly plays a symphony to dispel the silence.☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆


 
The drums in the management schools resounded with strong "Tung, Tung, Tung" sounds, signaling the effective liberation time. The field is up on. Laughter, talking, playing in the space like wearing a new shirt. From my perspective, the schoolyard is colorful. Pure white school shirt in harmony with red with the team member's scarf. Turquoise and purple grace on the teacher's earnest ao dai.


 
In the school lawn, the boys are playing soccer. Despite the sweat of love, the requesters still played with enthusiasm and enthusiasm. Along with technical kick, many times you have written beautiful goals. Surrounded by enthusiastic fans. Each time the ball glided, a cry of joy rang out.


 
In the middle of the schoolyard, there was a friend playing folk games such as eating mandarin, catching goats, and searching. Everyone is very clever and quick in their game.

ONE! This then, the my dearest girl. At recess, they would sit under the tree reading and chatting. When they tell me interesting stories, when I return to the point, a companion to share all joys and sorrows. Many times, they left the blades of grass around my tree so that the branches would no longer have the opportunity to destroy and cause harm. From time to time, she had cool breezes to dry the hot sweat on her cheeks.


 
Time out float float quickly. Emptylaumoneum reuming up time to signal in layer. So, another class is coming. Such a new knowledge source is transferred to the game world. Girls, my dear students, learn to operate so that you can step to the door of success. No matter where you go tomorrow, remember forever the game memories, remember the useful hours of play that have connected our love together.


Refer to 🌵Story of the second grade Phuong Tree ❤️️ Outside the Schoolyard Scene, Playtime


Describing Schoolyard Scenes Best Playtime - Lesson 2
The following essay, The Best School Playtime Scene, was selected by SCR.VN.

The childhood of students is always associated with teachers, friends and beloved school. Reminding me of the school with me for many years, the image of the school always makes me remember forever.


 
It was an early autumn morning, the weather was cold, the wind was gentle. I come to school earlier than usual because today my desk is on duty. From afar, the school appears in the morning sunlight as beautiful as a picture created from creative paintings. Welcome, the school gate defaults to a brand new yellow shirt. Every morning, you are the first to greet the students.


 
Going inside, I immediately met old trees, wide canopy shaded a yard. The mischievous young birds are competing to uproot branches, raising their voices to welcome the new day. With each beat of the branches, the dew drops deposited on the leaves of the tree fall together, shining in the sunlight, glittering like precious crystals. And the empty school to enter the classroom rang. All learning order into your layer. Just like that, period 1, period 2 passed and the waiting conditions in each class also came. Tung! spare! spare! Break time.


 
You guys live according to each game, play different games together, with a crowd of students sitting under the phoenix tree, chatting together.