今天下午我们周记比赛了，在录播室我很紧张，因为我写字有点斜，我肯定是良，不是优。
This afternoon, we had a composition contest. I was very nervous in the studio because I wrote a little obliquely. I must be good, not good.
我们开始比赛了，老师给我们找了一幅图，是小猪乱扔垃圾的，可是我不会画小猪，只能看着黑板一笔一划的画，觉得我画的好难看。
We started the competition, the teacher found us a picture of piglets littering, but I can not draw piglets, can only look at the blackboard strokes one by one painting, think that I draw good ugly.
画完小猪，该编故事了，我仔细想了想，动起笔，很快就写满了所有格，我很认真的读了一遍就该交了。
After painting the piglet, it's time to compile a story. I thought about it carefully, started to write, and soon filled the possession. I read it carefully and it's time to hand it in.
不去想比赛结果怎么样了，妈妈说过没有关系的。
Don't think about the result of the game. Mother said it didn't matter.