I remember it was last autumn. In the composition class, the teacher organized a tug-of-war competition in order to let us 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, the students hold their heads high, and a tit-for-tat game is about to begin.
With the teacher's whistle, the game began. The players on both sides clutched the rope tightly, landed one by one, leaned back and pulled the rope desperately 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 beating drums for their teams.
My hands were red, but the rope still didn't move, and the two sides entered a stalemate. At this time, our players were all red-eyed, some were flushed, some were grinning, and some were clutching the rope and struggling to pull in their own direction.
Finally, our team did its best. With the shouts of cheerleaders, HongLing suddenly moved towards us, and our eagles 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. As soon as we entered the stadium, a rope as thick and long as a python appeared in front of us with a red scarf tied in the middle.
The first classmate's feet were on the ground, his hands clenched the rope, and his eyes rolled as if to say, I won't go there, so you can't pull me there. On Wednesday afternoon, the second class is extracurricular activities. On that day, the sun was shining and the spring breeze was warm as spring.
The teacher took us to the playground for activities. After several suggestions, the teacher finally agreed to let our class compete with Class 7. In a blink of an eye, the teacher chose the students in our cLass 12 and class 7 12, and the others were all la. As soon as we entered the stadium, a rope as thick and long as a python appeared in front of us with a red scarf tied in the middle.
"Take your positions!" The PE teacher gave the order and all the students stood in their positions. "Ready, let's go!" "Come on, come on, Class Six, come on!" The cheerleaders in our class shouted loudly.
The players retreated with all their strength, their faces flushed. The first classmate's feet were on the ground, his hands clenched the rope, and his eyes rolled as if to say, I won't go there, so you can't pull me there.
Although their hands hurt a little, they still didn't give up. Cheers of cheerleaders seem to have a magical power, inspiring the students who participated in the competition.
"Come on, almost, hard, almost!" The athletes encouraged themselves. "Oh, our class won! We won! " In an instant, the whole class laughed.
Some people high-fived each other happily, some people cheered, and some students even hugged each other. Then, the second game began, and the students were still immersed in a happy atmosphere. Being too excited, our class made a mistake this time. The whole class was like a deflated balloon, and the team members made summaries one after another because they didn't cooperate with Qi Xin.
The third game started, and the students learned the last lesson, so they all worked together in Qi Xin to try to get to a place. Some students are biting their teeth, some students are leaning back, and some students are sweating. "One, two, one, two, one, two," the students read the beat in their mouths and stepped back bit by bit.
Xiao Ming's face was covered with sweat, and so were his classmates. Finally, we pulled the rope, and "yeah" we won again.
Back in the classroom, the students were radiant and still immersed in a happy atmosphere. Two to one, our class won class seven. From this competition, we learned that we can only win if Qi Xin works together to do everything well.
2. Remember a tug-of-war scene. Today's event is tug of war. The teacher first asked the physical education Committee of our class to draw lots, and the competition drew classes 2 and 5. The game is about to start. We lined up neatly, 7A68696416FE58685AEB931333303635438+063, and came to the playground. I thought, "We will definitely bring you here in the future!" The game is finally about to start. Spread your feet first, and the students lean back next to each other. At this time, my heart is pounding and my feet are shaking.
The referee's whistle sounded, and the students all pulled back hard, sweating and blushing. The students are shouting come on! "Come on, Class Two and Class Eight!" The teacher is also shouting hard.
I also grabbed the rope hard, looking forward and leaning back, my hands were red. I saw the "red scarf" coming towards us! I was very happy in my heart, but at this moment, the other party didn't know the bottom spirit and actually took the "red scarf".
I was a little nervous in my heart, but we were not to be outdone, so we rushed to suck milk. The students were panting, and the "red scarf" came to us again.
Just when we were happy, the other side fought back and the "red scarf" moved to the other side again. In the end, we didn't have the strength and lost the game.
The other party jumped up happily, but we left in frustration. This is the final, and our class and Class Two compete for the championship.
Young athletes are full of energy and vitality, clutching the rope tightly, their mouths closed tightly, their legs stretched out back and forth, and their classmates crouched behind them. Dehsneg Li, the strongman of our class, grabbed the rope at the back, one catching three.
There are several current peaks in Hercules ahead. I think Class Two was the loser of our class last time, and this time will be no exception.
Before I finished thinking, with a whistle of "DuDu", the final began. Probably all my classmates had my ideas, and as a result, my class lost the first game.
The second game continued, and only the instructor said, "Get ready." With a whistle, both players gritted their teeth, leaned back and pulled out with all their strength.
Cheerleaders from both sides shouted "Come on, come on". The faces of the students on both sides flushed, and the bean-sized sweat flowed down from their foreheads.
Some gritted their teeth, some closed their eyes, tried their best to suck milk, pulled back desperately, and leaned back as if to break the rope in one breath. Cheering students' faces reveal "emotions" from time to time.
The red line is moving towards us bit by bit, and we almost won. Suddenly, Zhang in our class slipped and almost fell, and our team was in chaos. Class two took the opportunity to pull hard and won the second game.
Look at the cheers of the students in Class Two. Our classmates put on a show of not admitting defeat.
This tug-of-war made me understand that unity cannot underestimate the enemy, and I will never forget this tug-of-war.
Remember a 500-word tug-of-war composition. The first part: I still remember a tug-of-war composition "Come on, come on!" Cheerleaders on both sides shouted desperately.
What's going on here? Oh, it turns out that our class and Class 3 held a tug-of-war competition! It was a sunny noon and the sun was soft. The PE teacher took us to the playground. There is a rope on the playground with a red scarf tied on it. As soon as we saw it, the monks were at a loss. I wonder what medicine the teacher is selling in the gourd.
The PE teacher announced: "We will tug of war later, please get ready!" I suddenly realized. The players of both sides immediately exercised their bodies and stretched their waists to get ready for the game. I thought to myself: haha, tug-of-war in our class is our strong point, and they can't take advantage! The first scene was for girls, but when Class Three came back, the red line was suddenly pulled over.
Our class was defeated at the end of the first battle. I can't help worrying that Class Three is so strong that we can't take it lightly! So, the second game began! We proudly walked to both sides of the rope.
Hearing the whistle of "DuDu", we gritted our teeth and pulled up with all our strength, but the rope held us up and slowly moved to Class Three. We are not to be outdone, some blush like cooked prawns, some frown and sweat, and some "ah, ah!" " Shout loudly and cheer for yourself. The red scarf moved inch by inch to our side, and the cheerleaders roared more and more vigorously.
Close, closer to victory, haha, we finally won and pulled back the game! Then, the third game began, because of the experience of the last game, this game won easily! "Yes! We won! " The students wiped the sweat from their heads and cheered. The sun seems to be more dazzling, and birds are chirping in the sun, as if celebrating for us. After this competition, I understand that unity is strength.
4. Give me a short article describing the tug-of-war. An unforgettable tug-of-war Yan Boxuan of Class 1, Minzu Street Primary School, Fuxin City, Liaoning Province has been washing my memory like a raging torrent. Many things have been blurred, but in my heart, there is one thing that has always made me unforgettable.
I remember it was last autumn. In the composition class, the teacher organized a tug-of-war competition in order to let us 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, the students hold their heads high, and a tit-for-tat game is about to begin.
With the teacher's whistle, the game began. The players on both sides clutched the rope tightly, landed one by one, leaned back and pulled the rope desperately 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 beating drums for their teams.
My hands were red, but the rope still didn't move, and the two sides entered a stalemate. At this time, our players were all red-eyed, some were flushed, some were grinning, and some were clutching the rope and struggling to pull in their own direction.
Finally, our team did its best. With the shouts of cheerleaders, HongLing suddenly moved towards us, and our eagles 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. /April 2005 /9629 A tug-of-war Zhang Yuhao, Class A, Grade 5, Shichongkou Central Primary School, Xinhua County, Hunan Province, specially held a grand tug-of-war competition to celebrate the arrival of the National Day.
A few days before the National Day, the school broadcast: "On September 30th, a tug-of-war was held in the school playground to celebrate the National Day." The students were ecstatic after hearing the news, and they talked about it all day after that.
I don't know how time passes so slowly, and I finally look forward to this day. On this day, the students came to school early, dressed neatly and prepared for the tug-of-war competition.
The teacher explained some points that should be paid attention to in tug-of-war in advance, and then conducted a preliminary contest to prepare everyone. Here we are, here we are. Go to the playground. The tug-of-war is about to begin.
I don't know where the news came from. The students hurried to the playground, only to hear the referee announce the rules of the game, and then officially started.
Started, the scene changed from low tide to * * *, the cheers of the students and the sound of stamping feet merged into one, and finally came to our class. Male students immediately went into battle, stood up, posed, and became "work" departments, putting their feet on their feet and hooking them up; Lean back and grab the hemp rope with your hands like iron tongs. Waiting for the whistle to sound, the students will try their best to suck milk, like tigers.
The tendons in our hands are abrupt. The muscles are tight, the hair on the body is straight, the hair stands up, the forehead shrinks into a circle, the palms are red with the rope, and some even blister and sweat.
Despite this, we still pull hard, and the more we hold hands, the more "malicious". We gritted our teeth and endured the pain, thinking: we must persist, we must not relax, and we must win if we want to win. Our legs keep moving backwards and farther away, and the red scarf slowly moves closer to us from the middle point.
Seeing that it is about to win, Class Six B is not to be outdone. They all tried their best, bulging their cheeks and swollen their faces, like steel soldiers. We thought we were going to win, so we didn't pay attention to each other, but the students in Class 6 B took advantage of our carelessness and came to a sudden "attack".
This will make us dizzy and stagger, as if we had drunk * * *. The red scarf is getting closer and closer to each other. What should I do? I, the stormtrooper, was at a loss, so I turned to my classmates and said, "Be sure to hold on, be sure to persist, and don't distract myself. As long as Qi Xin and Qi Xin work together, we can defeat them and create brilliance. "
After listening to my words, some teachers around us encouraged us and cheered for us. The students also began to calm down and cheer up. Cheerleading also cheered for us: "Come on, Class Six, Come on ..." After listening to the cheering sound of cheerleading, we were suddenly full of strength. We pulled the rope back hard, and the red scarf slowly leaned towards us. "Win!" We cheered. In the second game, we beat Class Six B in the same way.
Not only our male classmates want to win, but also our female classmates can't lose! It's time to go on stage. The female students stood up unhurriedly, posed and prepared for "fighting". Here we go. The female students are in a hurry for some reason. Why can't they use their power? Oh! It turns out that female students' strength is improperly used, incoherent, scattered and gradually reduced.
Class six b jumped in at this moment and quickly pulled the hemp rope out. 5 cm, 3 cm, 1 cm, 0.5 cm ... We are in a hurry, and we advise female students to be new and equal in strength.
After listening to our words, the female students' strength suddenly soared. At that critical moment, the female classmate got on Qixin and pulled back hard, so the red scarf quickly came over and entered our site, winning! The second game arrived, because the female students were so proud last time that they were almost wiped out, so they were very cautious this time. After a while, the female classmate played Class 6 B again.
At this time, we jumped up and sang together, cheering for our victory: "Ah! We won ... "This voice is the voice of victory and unity. It, echoed in the sky for a long time.
Ah, what a tug of war! It not only deepened our friendship, but also brought us great happiness ... I remember a tug-of-war in Yang Yunqing, Class 3, Rongcheng County, Yulin City, Guangxi Province. This is really an unforgettable tug of war. This afternoon, our fifth-grade tug-of-war competition was held on the playground. The tug-of-war is about to begin.
Remember that the tug-of-war must have a 400-word scene description. On that 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. Write down a tug of war, an unforgettable tug of war. Yan Boxuan of Minzu Street Primary School in Fuxin City, Liaoning Province, is like a torrent, which has been washing away my memory. Many things have been blurred, but in my heart, there is one thing that has always impressed me. I remember it was last autumn. In composition class, the teacher wants us to exercise, cultivate sentiment and cultivate observation. Organized a tug-of-war competition. 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 two teams are equal in strength and do not give in to each other. The students hold their heads high and a tit-for-tat game is about to begin. With the teacher's whistle, the game began. The players on both sides held the rope tightly, and they landed one by one, leaning back. Pull the rope desperately in your 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 beating drums for their teams. My hands were red, but the rope still didn't move, and the two sides entered a stalemate. At this point, our players are all red-eyed, some red-faced, and some stunned. Others grabbed the rope with both hands and riveted their strength to pull in their own direction. Finally, our team did its best. With the shouts of cheerleaders, HongLing suddenly moved to our side, and our eagles won. Later, our team won two games in a row, and finally we won. This tug-of-war competition made me understand that unity is strength and inspired me to establish confidence in overcoming difficulties in the future. I will never forget this time.
7. Remember a wonderful tug-of-war composition of 500 words, including environmental description and psychological description. I remember a tug-of-war, and I opened the photo album, which contained a photo of tug-of-war in our class.
Looking at the way my classmate Qi Xin cooperated in the photo, it seemed to bring me to the championship again. Last year was a tug of war. Our class played the last game with Class 2, 1: 1 draw.
The students are full of energy, like calves, trying to pull the rope, and no one will let anyone. I saw all the students in our class staring at the ground, burying their heads and desperately retreating. Class 2 students also tried their best to bend down and hold their breath and pull hard.
Our monitor is a strong Xiaoding. His head was steaming and his face was dripping with sweat. Students in both classes cheer for their own classes.
After some intense efforts, the students in our class finally pulled the competition rope through the competition area. Our class won! The playground is full of joy.
Teacher, thank you for bringing us this wonderful moment. Every time I see this photo, I will understand more: a collective can only win if it is United.
8. Remember a wonderful 500-word tug-of-war composition [Remember a wonderful 500-word tug-of-war composition] Remember a wonderful tug-of-war competition. The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the class teacher announced that the sixth-grade tug-of-war competition would be held at 1: 30 in the afternoon. Remember a wonderful 500-word tug-of-war composition.
On hearing the news, some students raised their hands and eagerly hoped that the teacher would choose him to take part in the competition. Some people raised their hands on the table and shrank back because of cowardice. Others hung their heads, fearing that the teacher would notice him. Finally, the class teacher chose ten boys and ten girls.
Finally, at half past one in the afternoon, the class teacher took us to the playground in the middle. When I came to the playground, I saw a thick rope lying there quietly, as if waiting for the arrival of the athletes in our class.
Our opponent is1class 44. As soon as the players of the two teams met, a smell of gunpowder suddenly surged up. The athletes in our class hold the rope tightly in their hands, for fear that it will disappear accidentally.
"DuDu ... DuDu!" With a long whistle, the referee raised his thick hands on his sides and squatted down his legs to signal the athletes to start the game. As soon as the athletes got the instructions, they tried their best to pull the red ribbon to their opposite side, but the red ribbon jumped on a naughty schoolbag for a while and then jumped to the right. The athletes in our class pulled the rope with all their strength. Only one step away from victory, the last player in our class has hit a wall. The school realized this, and in the second game, the members of our class exchanged places with Class 144.
In the second game, the athletes in our class were deadlocked with Class 144, and the teacher ignored Sven. He shouted in time: "Come on! Come on! " Everyone gritted their teeth and tried their best, but once the athletes in Class 144 worked hard, our class was defeated again. Although our class lost the tug-of-war, I understand a profound truth: unity is strength.