In the fourth grade, the school will hold a friendly match-tug of war. Although it is a friendly match, the battlefield is terrible. Even on the eve of this battle, our Class 42 was confronted with all kinds of provocations.
On one occasion, Teacher Chen of Class 4/KLOC-0 declared war on us. We accepted the declaration of war and went to fight.
Let's unite as one, turn into tigers and kill the whole audience.
Everyone grabs the rope, one hand, and then each of us is no longer alone.
Here we go. Teacher Chen's team will show off first, so we are not afraid. We must go all out.
Our two teams are neck and neck. I don't know who pulled a life-saving hand and pulled them to our battlefield. Ko, they lost. "Yeah" we shouted, although it was not formal, but this victory gave me and everyone encouragement.
The joy I tasted at that time was so good that it surpassed the most delicious dessert in the world.
Success is a moon, and the joy of success is a beautiful meteor, which adorns the night in everyone's heart with stars.