One sunny afternoon, a group of children left school, took up their schoolbags and ran outside the classroom. They ran, ran and came to a clearing, surrounded by a green grass, and the newly sprouted trees grew in the middle of the grass like little masters. After running here, the children quickly put down their schoolbags, took off their coats and hats, and a wonderful and fierce football match began here!

A little boy with a crew cut, wearing a black jersey and blue shorts is the goalkeeper. He was wearing leather gloves, sneakers, and a white bandage on his leg, bleeding profusely. The goalkeeper leans forward with his body and center of gravity, his legs bent, his hands on his knees and his big eyes staring nervously into the distance. What a standard goalkeeper posture!

When the referee blew the whistle, the game began. I see that the children playing football are full of energy and seem to have inexhaustible strength. The striker kicked the football out, and the goalkeeper tried to hold the goal, but he slipped to the ground at once. But he still insisted on playing on the court after being injured, and he didn't want to give up at all.

On the bench next to it sat a row of small spectators fascinated by football players. The little boy sitting in the front row is highly focused, expecting the players on the field to play well. He also holds a little brother with a big white dog at his feet. The big white dog is sleepy and has a helpless expression. On the left is a little girl with a bow. She seems to be late, so she just stands and watches. In front of her is a boy staring at football intently. He hung his head as if the team he supported had just played a foul ball. Another aunt came to watch the game with her little son, holding his doll in her hand. Behind the goalkeeper is a little boy in a red tracksuit. He seems to be looking forward to the game. The big uncle on the side was absorbed, as if the game had triggered his reverie about his childhood. ...