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sition. Many students pasted their noses on their chin, eyebrows, ears... And I pasted my nose correctly on the portrait with my feeling and got a smiling face. I only got three smiling faces in this game, which is far from the standard of the game chapter. I want to train more at ordinary times and strive to achieve good results in the next game activity. Today is a very special day. It is a holiday for every child. It must be International Children’s Day. We brought some fruit and came to the classroom with great interest. We heard the students talking about: some were watching what the other party brought, some were studying what fruit platter to make... The students were all here, and the classroom was still lively. The teacher clapped his hand, and the classroom became quiet. You could hear a needle drop on the ground clearly. Looking forward, it’s time to make a fruit platter at last, ah! The fruits in our group are so rich! There are blueberries, apples, bananas, watermelons, white melons, mangoes, pitaya, cherries, Hami melons and oranges. They give off a strong flavor. We began to make fruit platters. First, we cut the fruits into various shapes: triangles, rectangles, squares and five pointed stars... We put these fruits into the plate. At this time, Dai Buwen laughed and said to our team members, “this is not a fruit platter at all, but a fruit pot, hahaha...” our team was unconvinced, “hum, we need to refuel!” We seriously made all kinds of fruits into a mango castle. This is the result of our labor. Although it is not, we are already very satisfied. What a meaningful and unforgettable International Children’s Day this is! On the eve of June 1, our fourth and fifth graders spent an unusual children’s day with their armed police uncles at Chengdu Armed Police Command College. On a sunny afternoon, the students formed a long line and marched forward to the Armed Police Command College. Along the way, my legs were sore and my throat was smoking with thirst, but I became energetic at the thought of the cruel test endured by the armed police uncles pared with my trivial difficulties. Ah, finally! I couldn’t help cheering in my heart. An armed police uncle led us into the gate, just in time for the armed police uncles to go to the teaching building for class. Looking at the neat team of armed police uncles and our lazy team, we couldn’t help thinking: armed police is armed police, and a team always exudes a force of bravery and perseverance. In front of the teaching bu