In the first round of competition, our class played against Class Two. The students in Class Two are big and nervous. The whistle sounded, and the swaying student red label touched everyone's heart. The students in our class clung to the hemp rope, leaned back and stepped back. Naughty red label has been disobedient, so she approaches our class and jumps to Class Two. Everybody, Qi Xin, work together. That naughty red label can't succeed now. Listen to the command of our class 5 and approach our class bit by bit. The long-awaited whistle finally sounded, followed by loud cheers from our classmates.
The second game has begun. With the long whistle, the two sides began a fierce game. Look, everyone's face has turned into a red apple. The students' hands clung to the rope like handfuls of pliers. Some of them stared, gritted their teeth and closed their eyes. They kept shouting "hey-hey-". Everyone leaned back together, and the classmates next to them shouted: "Add-oil!" The referee said forcefully, followed by loud cheers from Class Two students.
We lost the tug-of-war, but we are sure to win next time. After all, failure is the mother of success. Only failure can lead to success! I also realized two truths: modesty makes people progress and pride makes people fall behind. Friendship first, competition second.
2. A paragraph describing the tug-of-war and the scene of students' unity and struggle, about 100 words.
Today, our school held an exciting tug-of-war competition. Let's write a composition.
The teacher began to talk about the rules: each class elected representatives, six men and six women participated in the competition, and others cheered for the players as cheerleaders.
The game is about to start, and we two players are nervous on the court. At first glance, I saw all the other students in our class cast their approval eyes. Boys and girls in the fourth grade are full of confidence. We rubbed our hands one by one. Hold the rope tightly with both hands. Lean back slightly, squat slightly, and wait for the game to start. 160
As the PE teacher said, the game has started. I prayed in my heart that Class 4 (1) would win! Class four (one) will win!
Yang Sihao pulled back hard. It seems that I sucked the milk with my strength, turned my face red, and made some howls. Yang Sihao and I pulled back hard. Mr. Tang hunched his legs and bent over, threw his arm in the direction of our class, stared at the rope with rapt attention and shouted, "Come on! Come on! ..... "In the cheers of Teacher Tang and the cheerleaders, the students became stronger and stronger. The players used up almost all their strength, so the red tape on the rope was here for a while, there for a while, and finally the rope slowly moved to our side. Finally, Mr. Tang announced that Class Four (1) won.
We won the game, but from the tug-of-war, I know that our Class 4 (1) is a united class group, and I am proud to be in such a class!
3. The game scene description composition is 200 words. Tug of war.
That afternoon, the school organized a tug-of-war competition to strengthen our physique and relax our mood. Although we lost, I learned a truth, that is, the whole class should unite as one.
Finally, at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, we rushed downstairs like an arrow, lined up and came to the teaching building, where there was a thick and long rope, like a python, waiting for us to enter the dragon.
The first scene is that we fight with class 5 1. I saw the students all rubbing their hands and eager to try. On the stage, we spread our legs left and right, tiptoe to heel, heel to toe, and stood in a lunge. The whistle of "DuDu" sounded, and the students tried their best to pull to their own team. HongLing leans towards them for a while and towards us for a while. I saw some students grinning, some students blushing and my hands were red, but I still insisted on pulling. At this moment, when the other party tried their best, HongLing came into their hands.
After changing the venue, we learned the lesson of failure-uneven exertion. Everyone thinks in one place and works hard in one place. Hey! Hi! Hi! HongLing jumped at us at once, and we won.
This time, we played with Class 52. Because we were so tired, HongLing played hide-and-seek with us, favoring them at one moment and us at the other. Finally, HongLing found them.
From this tug-of-war, I understand a truth: a twine is easy to break, and the twisted twine is constantly pulled, so is the class. We should help each other, care for each other and love each other. Only by uniting as one can we overcome the difficulties.
Tug-of-War Competition This afternoon, our grade group held a special tug-of-war competition.
The game is about to start. We stand up, grab the rope with our hands like big pliers, take a big step, lean back and get ready. The referee sighed and blew his whistle.
We tried our best to pull it up, and all the students participating in the competition were full of energy and high morale. The red scarf in the middle of the rope twitched left and right, and the strength of both sides was neck and neck.
Students who didn't take part in the competition also came to cheer for us. We were even more excited when we heard the earth-shattering sound of refueling.
Cai shouted like a madman. Its front legs are arched, bent back and its face is red. He backed off with all his might. Qi Xin worked together, and finally, we won the first game.
In the second game, we played against the magnificent Class 2 (1). We lost to them last time, but we were full of confidence. This time, we are not arrogant and impetuous, and we try our best to suck milk.
I thought, "Come on! Come on! Almost! " Finally, Qi Xin and Qi Xin joined forces to win Class Two (1). Sweat and smiles flow on our faces. Although our hands are all red, our joy can't be described in words.
Through this game, we deeply realize that the power of unity is infinite.
5. 400 words of tug-of-war composition (with scene description) On the same day, the students were sweating like rain; That day.
Students unite as one; On that day, the students tried their best to suck milk; On that day, the students' voices were hoarse; That day, one after another, deafening; That day was thrilling and deafening; I will never forget that day. On that day, a tug-of-war was held.
..... Dylan Chen and two other captains are making fists. As a result, the boys in our class first competed with the boys in Class 6 and Class 5 ... looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally it was time for the girls to compete.
Girls in class six or seven versus girls in class six or six. So everyone stepped forward, grabbed the rope and arranged in a "wicker" shape.
My heart is pounding with nervousness. The classmates next to me seemed to read my mind and said to me, "Nothing, don't be nervous, relax …" When the whistle sounded, everyone leaned back together and blushed. The students' hands are like a pair of pliers, holding the rope tightly.
At this time, I struggled to retreat with all my strength. But who knows that the girls in Class Six and Six are also very energetic, as if I would float when I pulled on both sides.
Looking to the right again, I saw Sharla Cheung's eyes wide open, biting his teeth and sweating profusely. Ouch! There is a thorn in the hemp rope stuck in my hand. I changed hands, and my right hand was in front. Who knows, when I changed hands, my classmate's hand filled the rope, and I didn't know where my other hand was. When I was anxious, I saw teachers and cheerleaders shouting "Come on, come on!" There seems to be a place on the rope where I can let go. I put my hand on it and pulled hard.
Finally, the referee "beep" and ended the first game. Looking at the scoreboard 1:0, "Ha, we won."
In the cheers, I don't feel my hand hurts ... "The second game has started, get ready." The teacher shouted.
When the "beep" whistle sounded, we retreated together. I heard the cheerleaders shout loudly: "six or seven plus-oil, six or seven come on."
One after another, deafening. Our tug-of-war classmates worked harder.
..... Gradually, the red stripes are getting closer and closer to us. "Yeah", we won, I'm so happy ... Through the tug-of-war, I learned that a small water drop will not evaporate unless it blends into the sea, and a flower will not be buried unless it is in the garden. Only in the collective can a person play a greater role, because-unity is strength.
6. Tug of War Scene Composition 550 words (1) On Friday afternoon, our fifth grade ushered in a wonderful tug-of-war competition.
The students in our class came to the playground. First, they had a game with Class Five (1). The players on both sides are tight-faced, as if to burst into full strength.
"Ready-let's go!" The whistle broke the quiet scene. "Pull it over! Come on! Five (5) classes will win! " The cheerleaders are cheering for the athletes.
I saw every student lean back and pull back with all his strength. "DuDu-DuDu" The referee blew his whistle and said, "Class Five (5) won!" All the students in our class cheered and were immersed in joy.
The second game has begun. The students are nervous again.
The cheerleaders shouted again: "Pull it over! Come on! Five (5) classes will win! " All the students tried their best to invite Red Rope. We won again! We won the second game again! The students cheered, some students hugged each other tightly, and some girls shed tears of excitement.
Then, we had a wonderful game with Class 5 (4). Their classes can be "awesome". When the strength of both sides is quite critical, they cheat and let a classmate step on the rope or add people! So their class is difficult to deal with.
Of course, we will do our best. "Class 5 (4), cheat if you can't win!" Cheerleaders are shouting.
I sneaked into the opponent's field and counted it. No one was added and the rope was not stepped on. I thought to myself: if you don't cheat, they will lose! Sure enough, the whistle sounded and they lost.
At the beginning of the second round, two classmates and I went to another stadium to count people. Counting two students, three students stepped on the rope behind. We immediately reported to the referee, and they were sentenced directly.
After several games, our class won the third place. "That's great! Great! " The game ended with cheers from the students.
(2) Yesterday, Teacher Cai, the head teacher, announced a good news to us: "A tug-of-war will be held after the second class to the third class tomorrow afternoon!" The students are boiling! Especially for boys, Hu still said with his arm lit, "I am a Hercules, and we will win this time." After the game, you all called me Hu Hercules! " ""cut "shouted the whole class together. And I'm ready to take part in the competition with a happy mood.
After a long time, the second class finally arrived. "ah!" Cheers were everywhere on the playground, as if they had won.
Ah! The teacher finally began to choose the number of people. "Come, you, him, you ..." Not to be outdone, I raised my hand high in front of Teacher Cai.
"Ni" and "Yes" under my various "sugar-coated shells", Teacher Cai finally called my name. So, we lined up neatly and marched to the venue.
Others cheer for us. The lottery is over, and it's finally time for our class to compete, PK Class Four or Six.
The game is about to start. Teacher Cai told us the essentials, such as: the rope is slightly pressed down, the body is half squatting, and both hands should alternately grasp the rope-ah! The game is on! We warmed up and prepared, "Let's go!" The whistle also sounded.
We held our breath. "One, two, three, pull back!" Teacher Cai sounded a loud slogan, but we still lost in the first round, because some people pulled to the left, some people pulled back, and even naughty Zhang Xu pulled forward. This is a serious manifestation of our disunity.
When we summed up our experience and started to pull again, our class pulled back in unison, and then the cheerleading team began to work hard. "Come on, Class Five! Class five wins! " At this time, we felt full of energy and pulled up the rope with a "hey"! "Yes!" We cheered! You can't be too happy. Because there is still one round of competition! This round, we didn't care, we persisted, and the cheerleaders also helped. More importantly, there are teachers Cai and Hu to guide us. We won the game with sweat.
We played another game with Class Three, but they were too energetic, and so were the boys, so we lost. Next, we competed with Class Four, but we lost again, and the students all sighed.
But I think as long as it reflects fun, it is actually very happy! Tug of war is really interesting. In my eyes, winning or losing is not important, as long as I am happy! Chapter 3: Unforgettable Tug-of-War Competition On Thursday afternoon, the fourth grade class held a tug-of-war competition on the playground. We walked into the venue with a nervous mood.
The most unforgettable thing is that when the third game with Class 4 (2) was decided, the little red line moved left and right as soon as the PE teacher called the password, as if a bug was looking for a place to stay. Looking at the burly Class 4 (2) students, the teacher and we all seem a little discouraged. At this time, a classmate not far from us fell down, as if he had shed some blood, but that classmate got up bravely and stood up again, holding back the tears that were about to flow.
We thought: why can others fall so bravely and get up again, but we can't? Then I heard the cheerleaders constantly encouraging and shouting: "Class 4 (1), you are always the best, come on!" Maybe it's cheerleading encouragement. The courage of that classmate aroused the willpower of teachers and students, so the students tried their best to pull back, and Teacher Yang excitedly began to pull back. Finally, Xiaohong decided to stay here, and the PE teacher whistled and announced that we won the fourth place (1).
The students danced and laughed happily, even hugged each other and shed tears. Although we only won the second place, we won ourselves, courage and unity.
I don't think the competition is very important, but the participation is important! As long as you do your part, it will be fine. As the saying goes, "Friendship comes first, competition comes second." Every time I think of the way Huang Jiating bit her lips during tug-of-war, I feel that my body has a new force.
I want to say to the students in Class 4 (2): "Students, in fact, in the teacher's mind, we have won. Although we didn't win the first place this time, don't relax and make persistent efforts to win the first place next time. Come on! " Article 4: The fierce tug-of-war competition will show youth and exercise students' physique. The 32nd autumn sports meeting is coming soon. On a sunny Friday, the school sports meeting is going on fiercely.
The tug-of-war is about to begin. My classmates and I are all dressed in sportswear and sneakers, and we are all full of energy and ready to fight.
7. Write a 500-word tug-of-war composition with a scene description. It must be a scene description. The third class this afternoon is tug of war. However, by the end of the second math class, my heart was full of blood. After class, we rushed to the playground. As the bell rang, the tug-of-war officially kicked off. The scene changed from low tide to * * *, and the students cheered and stamped their feet. Lean back as far as possible. When the whistle blows, the students will do their best. But it didn't take long for our class to get tangled up. Alas, there is no way to compete. Cheerleaders shouted even harder. The players looked nervous, gritted their teeth, held their breath and held the rope tightly with both hands. Even so, we lost, and I'm sorry. I fought back my tears and my face flushed.
I didn't expect Class Two to enter the finals and compete with Class 10. I shouted desperately 10 class come on. Suddenly found someone more energetic than me. Looking back, it was Jin Jiayao. She exaggerated even more, and almost didn't fight with Class Two. Alas, because there were too many "fat pigs" in Class Two, she finally won.
Oh, Class 3 and we are really brothers. I heard that they also lost the first game. However, Mr. Feng still enjoys himself.
The tug-of-war is over, so we should look ahead and prepare for next week's skipping competition.
Years are like a torrent, constantly washing away my memory, and many things are blurred, but in my heart, there is one thing that I will never forget.
I remember it was last autumn. In the composition class, the teacher organized a tug-of-war competition, which allowed us to exercise, cultivate sentiment and cultivate observation.
The teacher divided us into two teams, one is the tiger team and the other is the eagle team. I was assigned to the eagles.
The strength of the two teams is equal, and the students are full of energy and hold their heads high. A tit-for-tat game is about to begin.
With the teacher's whistle, the game began. The players on both sides clenched the rope. They landed one by one, leaned back and tried to pull the rope in their own direction. The red ribbon in the middle of the rope was moved to the tiger and the eagle for a while, to outdo each other. Cheerleaders from both sides also shouted in unison and kept cheering for their teams. My hands are red, but the rope still doesn't move.
At this time, our players are all red-eyed, some are blushing, some are grinning, some are struggling, and some are pulling in their own direction with their hands clutching the rope. Finally, our team tried its best. With the shouts of cheerleaders, HongLing suddenly moved towards us, and our Eagle team won.
Later, our team took advantage of two victories and won in a row. Finally, we won.
This tug-of-war made me understand that unity is strength, and it also helped me build up confidence in overcoming difficulties in the future. I will never forget this tug of war.
8. A tug-of-war competition consists of 450 words, with scene description and language. . Come on, Ben. . Come on, Ben ... "Listen, what's that noise on the playground? Please come and have a look, we are holding a fierce tug-of-war competition!
In order to let us exercise well at school, the school specially launched the "sunshine movement"-tug-of-war competition in our fifth grade. The students are enthusiastic, and I am lucky to be a player. I am going to do something for the honor of the class with my classmates. As soon as I entered the stadium, I saw a lot of people here, and the contestants discussed "tactics" with each other; Old players are passing on experience; Cheerleading is also discussing slogans ... in short, everyone is idle and the playground is like a pot of boiling water! Look: The little fat man in Class 8 is still in leg press, stretching his arms, and occasionally punching Shaolin Boxing twice to show others! Everyone is gearing up and eager to try.
We are in the second game with Class Four. When the time came, the two sides entered the stadium with the cheers and encouragement of all classes of cheerleaders. As the saying goes: "Friends meet-especially jealous!" As soon as this opponent meets, his eyes seem to flash! Looking at that dragon-like rope, I don't know what I'm so nervous about. The first game started at the whistle of the PE teacher. The little red flag in the middle of the rope is like a naughty elf teasing us. It floats left and right for a while, and our hearts are tight and loose for a while. Looking at Shen Zhengyang beside him. He blushed. He is trying to suck and pull back. The students are cheering for us loudly. But because the boys and girls were wrongly assigned, they failed! But we didn't lose heart. After arranging the order, the second game began. After everyone shouted the song, Qi Xin pulled back together, and sweat ran down his cheeks. Our efforts, together with the spiritual encouragement of Teacher Li and the cheerleaders, won! The students cheered and the atmosphere reached * * *. Changchun, in particular, threw up their hats!
The third game is the most crucial. At the beginning of the game, everyone grabbed the rope and pulled back hard. The atmosphere is so tense that everyone dare not be careless. Look at Chuang again. His eyes are round, he bites his teeth and his hair stands on end. "come on Come on! " The students looked at the little flag in the middle and kept mumbling. But the other side seems to be more powerful. With a hard pull, we slipped a few steps forward. Fortunately, we almost crossed the line. What a close call! Just when I was happy, Li slipped a few steps forward and fell down. The other side chased me, and we completely failed! We are very unhappy to see each other so happy. Teachers and cheerleaders came up to comfort us. Teacher Li said kindly, "Failure is nothing. We will have many opportunities in the future. Be sure to pay attention to summing up in order to win! " After listening to the teacher's words, we were suddenly enlightened, and the students watched the following game together. That's great!
Although our class didn't get a place in this competition, we not only exercised, but also understood the truth that "we won without arrogance and rashness, lost without discouragement, and Qi Xin worked together to unite as one".
This is a fierce and meaningful tug-of-war!
A little too much! Excuse me!
9. The composition fragment about the Bicesse scene is below 180 words. Today is an unforgettable day for me. We have a special tug-of-war in grade four. site
The excitement made the students jump with joy.
The game has started. First of all, there is a game between our class and Class 4 (5). All members of our class are a whole.
With the efforts of our class members and cheerleaders, we will keep our fighting mentality.
With cheers and encouragement, I easily defeated the members of Class 4 (5) with a score of 2-0.
The students danced with joy and the cheers were earth-shattering.
Our second opponent is a member of Class 4 (3). We're a little.
Favorable venue, a little uphill terrain, the referee just called for preparation, our
The team kept shouting: "Class 4, come on; Class four (4), come on ... "
But the players in our class didn't lie back at first, and slowly they straightened up. Finally,
We fell forward slowly, and we lost the first game.
The venue was changed in the second game, and the venue was not good for us. Our team members secretly decided.
Heart, this game must be won. Our team members are full of confidence and do their best.
Force, learned the lesson of the last game, unified lying back, strength concentrated in one place. cheering team
Shouted come on, even louder: "Class four (4) will win, Class four (4) will win."
Winning ... "In the end, our class was tied with Class 4 (3).
10. Help me write a tug-of-war composition of about 400 words. I held a tug-of-war as soon as I was in a hurry. Relax ... "
"DuDu", the students tried their best to suck milk, one after another, which I will never forget. Our tug-of-war classmates worked harder and we won. Only one person can play a greater role in the collective. ..... gradually the red stripes are getting closer and closer to us. "Cheering, I'm so happy. ...
Through tug-of-war, my classmates lost their voices and blushed, so I changed hands. Students unite as one, I think, don't be nervous: "Nothing. As a result, the boys in our class first competed with the boys in Class 6 and Class 5. ...
Looking forward to the stars, I saw Sharla Cheung staring around. The students' hands are like a vise, and only the teachers and cheerleaders have been shouting at us, "Come on, it's deafening and thrilling. This is the time for me! There is a thorn in my hand in the hemp rope, and my heart is pounding and pulling hard. Finally, it's the girl's turn to participate in the competition. Sweat "jumps" from her hair, with her right hand in front.
That day, "Ha, bite your teeth and pull both sides like this," yeah, "hold on to the rope. Look right again. I heard the cheerleaders shouting, and everyone leaned back together, but they changed hands. Oh, look forward to the moon, a flower will not be buried until it opens in the garden, just tell me; On that day, it was arranged in a "wicker" shape. " Doodle "whistle sounded. The teacher shouted: "six or seven plus-oil: 0;" That day. Finally, the referee "beep", and the students next to him seemed to see my mind. Look at the scoreboard 1, and we will pull it back together. We won. I don't know where my other hand is, and the whistle blows. On that day, my feet fell backwards with difficulty step by step, and a small drop of water melted in the sea before it evaporated, so I didn't feel any pain in my hand. ...
"The second game has started, and there seems to be a place on the rope where I can let go. The students sweated and finished the first game. The students' hands are full of ropes. Let's go I'm very nervous. The girl in Class Six and Class Seven is holding a rope at the girl in Class Six and Class Six. I seem to be floating. "One by one, because-unity is strong. But who knows that the girls in class six and six are also very energetic; That day. So everyone stepped forward, deafening, quick preparation, deafening, come on; That day! " ; That day. ..... Dylan Chen and two other captains were holding fists, and I put my hand on it that day.