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一个风和日丽的星期天,妈妈带我去了一家学生野战训练营,想锻炼锻炼我这个没有经历过风雨的“小树苗”。训练营里有很多训练项目:单双杠、爬云梯、荡秋千、走吊桥……妈妈为我选择了“爬高网”。我极不情愿地走过去,抬头望了望,绳墙高度足有15米。我用手摸了摸,是又软又细的麻绳,使劲拽了拽,绳墙立马摆出一副狰狞的嘴脸,好像要把我吃掉。我在心里打起了退堂鼓,皱着眉头对妈妈说:“妈妈,你看这绳子又软又细,根本支撑不了我的重量,
On a sunny day, my mom took me to a student field training camp and wanted to exercise and exercise ”my little sapling“ without going through the storm. Training camp there are many training programs: single and parallel bars, climbing ladder, swinging, walking suspension bridge ... ... Mom chose for me, ”Climb“. Reluctantly, I walked over and looked up at a height of 15 meters. I touched it with my hand, soft and fine hemp rope, dragged hard dragged, rope wall immediately put a shy face, as if to eat me. I played in my heart retreat, frowning, said to his mother: ”Mom, you see this rope is soft and thin, can not support my weight,