她的名字不是“风”,而我喜欢叫她“风”。眼前的高个子们在跳杆前一个一个跃身而起,划过一道道优美的曲线,而每次站在跳杆前,我都会两脚战栗。今天偏偏遇上了体育课的跳高练习。“风”正在做着准备活动,腾腿,跨越,着地,动作简直是太完美了。“风”以胜利的心态朝我微笑、扮鬼? Her name is not “wind” and I like to call her “wind”. The tall people in front of the jump jumped up one by one, crossed a beautiful curve, and each time I stood before the jumping pole, I would shudder with both feet. Today I missed a high jump practice in a physical education class. “Wind” is doing preparatory activities. Leaving a leg, crossing, and landing, the action is simply perfect. “Wind” smiles at me with a victorious attitude.