七月的一天,阳光明媚,晴空万里,妈妈教我学打羽毛球。我和妈妈找了一块空地,拿起羽毛球拍,妈妈耐心地给我讲解了发球的要领和打球的姿势。“哈哈,这个太简单了。”我迫不及待地说。开始打球了,我发觉和自己想象的完全不一样,“啪”的一下,羽毛球在球拍上弹了一下,球飞了出去,咦,球去哪儿了呢?我上下左右看了一看,也没发现。回头一看,原来调皮的小球跑到了我的身后。第一次发球失败,第二次,第三次……经过无数次的练习,我终于学 One day in July, the sunshine, the sky, my mother taught me to play badminton. My mom and I find a piece of open space, picked up the badminton rackets, mom patiently explained to me the essentials of serve and playing posture. “Haha, this is too simple. ” I can not wait to say. Started to play, and I found completely different from their own imagination, “snap” look, badminton on the racket on the play, the ball flew out, 咦, where did the ball go? I looked up and down around , Did not find. Looking back, the original naughty ball ran behind me. The first serve failed, the second, the third ... After numerous exercises, I finally learned