On Friday afternoon, there was a ecstatic news in the brigade. That is, we are going to hold a thrilling tug of war in the fourth grade. One by one, the students were excited and rushed to the playground.
The game is about to start, we are all lively and eager to try. In the competition between class 41 and class 42, we opened our eyes, watched them carefully and absorbed their valuable experience. Finally, with the hard work and unremitting efforts of class 42, class 41 was convinced to lose. That is to say, we will face the powerful class 4 and class 2.
The first game started immediately. Suddenly, the PE teacher whistled. We've all done our best to pull! Several people in our class blushed like ripe red apples, and some gritted their teeth, thinking that they would win! Next to the cheerleading team, also very anxious, yelled: "four three classes, come on! Class 4 and class 3 will win & hellip& hellip;' Finally, in our indomitable struggle, class 42 was defeated by us.
The battle of the second inning is about to begin. We quickly grasped the rope to keep the other side from gaining any advantage. " Dudu -- 'the whistle blew, and we finally won another round with the encouragement of the cheerleaders. composition
In the third inning, we were still immersed in the joy of winning the first two innings. Many students were not ready for the game, and they were preempted by class 42. The red line, the symbol of victory, patronizes the territory of class 4 and class 2. We lost and many of our classmates fell to the ground.
We are very unconvinced, vowed to win the fourth set! We listen attentively to the beginning of the order, put all the strength to the hand, desperately pull the content of this page, from "read. 4hw. Com. CN" to push the rope for you. 1、 Two, three -- finally under our hard work, we have won! Class 4 and class 2 are convinced of the loss. composition
We won the championship three to one. The students jumped up happily and went back to the classroom contentedly. The classroom was full of joy and joyful laughter.
Baoding Xiangyang primary school four times a tug of war competition a sunny afternoon, our school this afternoon to hold a tug of war competition, is the second class and my class. As soon as the five o'clock rang, the students came to the playground with enthusiasm.
As soon as we got to the playground, we saw that there was already a thick and long hemp rope on the playground, with a red thick belt tied in the middle, and three white lines on the ground.
The students are happy to say, laughing, talking, just like a group of birds, chirping, boiling up in the campus, driving away the cold.
When the tug of war started, the students immediately entered the field, holding the hemp rope tightly with their hands like iron tongs, taking the bow and arrow step and getting ready. As soon as the PE teacher blew his whistle, the rope stretched like an iron bar. The first jabo was like a little tiger. His face turned red, and the angle between his body and the ground became smaller and smaller. Wu Haotian fell down twice, but he got up tenaciously. Stalemate, a contest of strength and will. The rope began to move westward, and then eastward. The rope moved back and forth little by little, and the dawn of victory approached little by little. A cheer, the victory belongs to us. In the second inning, we took advantage of the victory to pursue, thinking and working hard, and soon ended the second game. composition
Tug of war itself is the judgment of collective strength, our victory reflects the unity of our class, unity is strength, unity can overcome everything. Remember a tug of war in my memory, there are many interesting things, there are many failures, such as today's tug of war with class (2).
In the first class in the afternoon, our class came to the playground on time for the competition. Class 5 (2) has arrived and is preparing for it! Look, they are tall and big, but our class is small and thin. In this case, will our class win?
The first competition started. At the beginning, the two classes were deadlocked. The red scarf in the middle of the rope looked like a naughty child. One moment, he came to our class and another to class 5 (2); I'll come to our class and go to class 5 (2) later, but I'm in a hurry. But later, their class worked together and won.
At the beginning of the second match, the opponent seemed to use their trump card - Super lalala. Our class was not willing to be outdone. Everyone took firm steps and fell back. Ye Ying pulled hard with her unyielding strength. From a distance, she seemed to be hanging in the air. As a cheerleader, Tang Minxia and I worked hard to cheer for our class, 'one, two, come on! 1、 Two, come on& hellip;& hellip;' Bursts of shouts echoed over the playground. The cry of our class is much louder than that of our opponents. Maybe the players in our class feel that our cry is their order, and they try to pull with the rhythm of our cry. The red scarf can no longer be naughty, only obediently came to our side, this time, our cry became particularly loud. Look! Lu Huanxin tensed her face tightly. She pulled her face in a hurry. With the whistle of the referee, Mr. Ye, the players of both sides put down the thick rope yeah! We won! yeah! We won! " Our class cheered excitedly. The tense look on teacher Xiang's face turned cloudy and sunny, showing a happy smile. composition
The third competition started, the other side's top four women played to their real level, you see our class Lu Huanxin, the whole person is lying on the ground, the face is red: let alone Hua mincen, her face is red & hellip& hellip; In the end, our class lost.
Looking at the bright smile on their faces, we are very lost, all like a vent of the ball, sad face. I went over and looked at the hands of Hua mincen and an Qiujing. I saw that their hands were all peeled and felt rough. I felt sad in my heart. composition
We lost the tug of war this time, but we will win next time. After all, failure is the mother of success!
Ninghai County Pan Tianshou Education Group Huashan campus fifth grade Xie shuning article department (.) user original article, without permission to prohibit reprint! Remember a tug of war, I remember it was when I was in grade three. One Wednesday afternoon, at about 2:30, the concrete floor in front of the teaching building suddenly became lively. It turns out that the third grade pupils are preparing for the tug of war.
The players of both sides came to the field with great force, just like the generals in armor, ready to fight.
With the whistle blowing, the match between Class 3 and class 1 begins. I saw the team members in my class grasp the rope with both hands, close their eyes, keep leaning down, and pull the rope back together. The red cloth in the middle of the rope quickly moved to our team, and there was another 'beep --' whistle, and our class won the first game. The players were overjoyed, but they didn't have the pride to face the second game with courage. The players walked calmly back to the field.
The referee blew his whistle and the second game started again. This game is not as easy as the last one. The members of my class pulled the rope back desperately, leaning to the ground, but the red cloth in the middle of the rope still didn't move, so we couldn't see which class would win. At this time, the cheerleaders and teachers of my class cheered for the team members loudly: "come on, class 3! Class 3, come on! " These shouts shocked the players, it is like a pump, to the players full of gas. The team members pulled harder, and then they saw the red cloth in the middle of the rope slowly moving towards our class. The whistle made a burst of exciting cheers on the field. All the students of class three (3) cried in unison: "we won!" Those meritorious officials, the team members of the competition, were even more ecstatic, hugged each other tightly, sweating and tears rolling down. How excited and happy I was then! composition
Now, it's been several years, but at that time, the lively atmosphere, excited and joyful mood are still deeply engraved in my mind. Remember a tug of war on Friday afternoon, in the headquarters came a ecstatic news. That is, we are going to hold a thrilling tug of war in the fourth grade. One by one, the students were excited and rushed to the playground. The game is about to start, we are all lively and eager to try. In the competition between class 41 and class 42, we opened our eyes, watched them carefully and absorbed their valuable experience. Finally, with the hard work and unremitting efforts of class 42, class 41 was convinced to lose. That is to say, we will face the powerful class 4 and class 2. The first game started immediately. Suddenly, the PE teacher whistled. We've all done our best to pull! Several people in our class blushed like ripe red apples, and some gritted their teeth, thinking that they would win! Next to the cheerleading team, also very anxious, yelled: "four three classes, come on! Class four and three, win... "Finally, in our indomitable struggle, class four and two lost in our hands. The battle of the second inning is about to begin. We quickly grasped the rope to keep the other side from gaining any advantage. " Dudu -- 'the whistle blew, and we finally won another round with the encouragement of the cheerleaders. In the third inning, we were still immersed in the joy of winning the first two innings. Many students were not ready for the game, and they were preempted by class 42. The red line, the symbol of victory, patronizes the territory of class 4 and class 2. We lost and many of our classmates fell to the ground. We are very unconvinced, vowed to win the fourth set! We listened attentively to the beginning of the order, the whole body of energy to the hand, desperately pull the rope. 1、 Two, three -- finally under our hard work, we have won! Class 4 and class 2 are convinced of the loss. We won the championship three to one. The students jumped up happily and went back to the classroom contentedly. The classroom was full of joy and joyful laughter. A tug of war on campus today, the weather is bright, our class 4 (3) team and class 4 team are going to have a fierce tug of war, students will wait and see.
Finally, when the bell rings at the end of the second class in the afternoon, the students rush to the playground. The playground is full of cheers and excitement. The referee draws a horizontal line in the middle. The rules of the game are: both sides should hold the rope tightly and pull towards their own team. When the red cloth reaches that team, that team will win.
The whistle tooted and the tug of war officially began. The students in our class hold the rope tightly, stare at them, exert all their strength, pull back desperately, and the muscles on their hands bulge one by one, as if breaking through the shackles of the skin. The students of the fourth (fourth) class on the opposite side are not willing to be outdone. They are bulging their mouths, biting their teeth and pushing their feet backwards. Gradually, the participants in the competition were the same