This afternoon, we held a tug-of-war in the playground in grade five. The tug-of-war was about to begin, and He Laoshi shouted "Get ready-".The students immediately entered the arena, holding the hemp rope tightly with their hands like handfuls of iron tongs, striding and getting ready.
As soon as the teacher blew the whistle, the students went into a state of tension. First of all, let's lean back together and work together. It takes a lot of effort. The students who participated in the competition were all very tall. Except for Xiao Ming in Class 4 (2), everyone was full of energy and high spirits. Although he is short and thin, he has great strength.
Some students are so tired that they are sweating profusely. Besides, the sun is shining, and their faces are as red as a big Bao Gong. The cheerleaders outside the stadium are shouting: "Come on-come on!" The sound of refueling is like a landslide, and the noise is constantly increasing.
At the same time, the surrounding atmosphere is becoming more and more active. The students are also very excited.
There is a red ball tied in the middle of the hemp rope, which moves left and right for a while. After a while, it was impossible to tell the winner.
We have to wait until the second game to decide the result. Now both sides are trying to surpass it.
Pull, pull! The rope slowly moved to our side, and we worked harder. Finally, we won the second game. In a blink of an eye, the third game started again. We switched places. We are full of confidence. Qi Xin pulls together, pulls! Guoguo, we won the third game again.
This exciting scene is still in front of my eyes and I can't forget it for a long time.
2. The scene description of tug-of-war is "Come on! Come on! Do it well! " Shouts, gongs and drums and cheers came from the playground. Oh! What is this? It turns out that a tug-of-war is going on.
Lens 1: Freeze the picture. I saw a busy figure on the playground, that is our amiable and respectable President Wu.
I saw her with a professional camera in her hand and a professional camera bag on her back. This is really the beginning of a professional photographer. She is busy capturing the wonderful moments of her classmates, the cheering back of teachers and the energetic cheerleaders.
Freeze the happy and beautiful picture. Lens 2: the charm of the players.
At this time, five years later, it was our turn to tug-of-war in Class Two and Class Three. The students in our class are full of energy, just like soldiers preparing to win the battle. Looking around, the students of Class Three are entering the stadium, all of them are lazy and scattered, with no momentum at all.
You can see at a glance that the aura of our class has overwhelmed them! At the beginning of the competition, the students all adjusted their postures, put their feet on their feet and leaned back, then squatted down to "stance". Our strategy is that tall, strong and energetic students stand in front, followed by short and thin students. "Are you ready ... go!" Just listen to the referee's order, the students tried their best to pull hard, and I almost tried my best to suck milk. Amid cheers, our class won the first round! Next, let's easily win the second round! After the game, I looked at the other side-Class Three. Like deserters, there were several trampled sandals on the ground.
No wonder their class is going to lose. The original clothes are not uniform. We have all kinds of sports shoes in our class, hahaha! So we are sure to win. Scene 3: Funny cheerleader.
Look! The cheerleaders sitting on the edge beating gongs and drums and holding small red flags are all first-year students. My face is red, my mouth is painted red, I'm wearing red sportswear and I have ribbons on my hands. The funny thing is! I don't know which male classmate wrapped the ribbon around his head, body and feet, just like a "silk-wrapped rabbit". I'm sure you'll laugh.
That is our tug-of-war, in which we once again realized the power of unity, which is great.
The third lesson this afternoon is the tug-of-war competition.
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.
The first game is between our class and Class Two. Boys and girls immediately went into battle, posing as "working" and propping up their feet. Lean back as far as possible. Waiting for the whistle to sound, the students will do their best.
But after struggling for a long time, our class lost. Alas, there is no way to compare.
The cheerleaders shouted more vigorously, and the players became nervous, gritted their teeth, held their breath, endured the pain, and grasped the rope tightly with both hands. Still, we lost, and I'm sorry. I fought back my tears and turned red.
Seeing that everyone in Class Two was laughing, I decided with annoyance: As long as it was Class Two, I would shout "oil leakage". 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 the people in Class Two. Alas, because there were too many "fat pigs" in Class Two, they 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 raging torrent, constantly washing away my memory. Many things have been 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 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.
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4. The description of the tug-of-war scene is about 400 words. 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.
5. 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!
6. The tug-of-war scene description is about 200 words "Come on!" Hurry up, the playground is noisy. It turns out that our fifth grade is holding a tug-of-war competition. This is intense and exciting. Let's go and watch the fun at once! In the first round of competition, our class played against Class One.
The students in Class One are full of energy and confidence. The students in our class don't want to fall behind. They are all ready for the coming game, especially the big man in the front row. They are all alive and kicking, and they think they are all confident.
With the long whistle, the two sides launched a fierce game. Look, everyone's face is covered with red apples.
Finally, our class won. The fiercest game is the one in which Class Two and our class won the championship.
The students in Class Two are all tall and burly, so the students in our class are very nervous. As soon as the whistle of "DuDu" stopped, the playground was as lively as a nest, and cheers and cheers joined together.
The red label swaying from side to side touches everyone's heart. All the students in our class clung to the hemp rope, leaned back and stepped back.
That naughty red label was always disobedient, so he approached our class and then jumped to Class 2, showing no pity for those students whose faces were "familiar". On the edge of the stadium, all kinds of voices were mixed and deafening, and some students even jumped and shouted, more nervous than the students who participated in the competition.
The neat cheers of "Come on, Class Three" and "Class Three Will Win" are particularly clear, inspiring and igniting the indomitable flame of everyone. Qi Xin and Qi Xin worked together and exhausted all their strength. The naughty red label couldn't succeed, so he obediently listened to the command of Class 3 and approached our class bit by bit.
The old whistle finally rang, followed by loud cheers from our classmates. The tug-of-war is over, and everyone is still intoxicated in the realm of joy.
7. An unforgettable scene composition tug-of-war competition Yan Boxuan, a class of four in Minzu Street Primary School in Fuxin City, Liaoning Province, constantly washes 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 the composition class, the teacher tries to let us 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.
8. Describe the tug-of-war scene in 200 words. On Friday, our school held a tug-of-war competition.
At the beginning of the game, the players immediately started to act, some were doing warm-up activities, and some were practicing the game movements. The players were fully prepared, ran to the center of the playground, grabbed the rope, squatted down and posed as "fighting".
With the teacher's whistle, the students immediately pulled in their own direction. The red sign was pulled to the left and to the right by the students for a while, flying like an elf in the air, very happy. "Yes!" With a loud cry, we woke up.
It turned out that we won the game, the players jumped three feet high with excitement, and the cheerleading team was also excited. The team members walked off the stage and everyone hugged each other. The teacher came over and said to the captain, "You are great!" " "The captain said modestly," this is all due to everyone. "
Then the second game will start. Our class proudly came to the game center. Class two, grade three, lost the game. This time, they held their breath and were brave and fearless, just like a tiger going down the mountain. The students in our class show no weakness.
Compare, compare! The sign was dangling in the middle, and Class Three stopped us when we were not looking. "Alas," our whole class sighed and hung their heads like a deflated ball.
At this time, the teacher came over and said, "Now you regret it!" In the third scene, our class was preoccupied with the rope for fear of making any mistakes. Finally, our class won the second place. This achievement is really not easy! Through this incident, I understand that if you want to succeed, you must work hard, not be lazy and not compromise.
Many unforgettable things happened to me this semester. Today I'm going to write an unforgettable game. At the class meeting last Wednesday, our grade held a tug-of-war competition on the stormy playground. Our opponent is Class 3 (1), a strong team.
As soon as I went, the teacher first selected ten boys and ten girls, and I was also selected. And explained the essentials to us: hold the rope in tandem, with your feet facing each other, and then pull it back hard.
There was only a loud whistle and the fierce game began. We grabbed the rope and pulled back hard, and our faces turned red.
I leaned my back against the feet of my classmates in front, and made an angle of almost twenty degrees with the ground. The substitutes outside the court cheered for us.
They almost came up to help, but fortunately Zhouyi brought them back. But his distraction led to the defeat of the first game.
Everyone is a little discouraged. The second game is about to begin, and everyone is full of hope of winning, and they have lined up again to meet the new round of challenges.
Qi Xin pulled it back together at first, but the rope was pulled to Class 3 (1). "come on Come on! " The loud cheers of the cheerleading team in our class seem to add incomparable strength to us.
Everyone did their best. Finally, I cooperated with my classmates to win the second game.
Everybody stand up and line up. The third game is the deciding game. I'm covered in blood, willy-nilly, and I pull back with my eyes closed.
Nevertheless, Class Three (1) beat our class by a big score. This tug-of-war is really fierce! Although our class is still brilliant in failure, it has taught me a truth: as long as we unite as one and Qi Xin work together, we will certainly achieve good results.
I have been looking forward to this day. Today is the annual winter sports meeting! Today's project is tug of war. The teacher first asked the physical education Committee of our class to draw lots, and we won the competition with Class 2 and Class 5. The game is about to start. We lined up neatly and came to the playground. I saw a thick and long rope lying on the playground with a "red scarf" tied in the middle. It seems to have smiled naughty at me again! 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 collar 1/2 towel" moved 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. Although we lost the game this time, we will strengthen our exercise and try to win next time.
6 "Come on! Come on! " There are shouts and cheers on the basketball court. The sound of this voice ushered in the annual tug-of-war competition in our school.
When the teacher led us to the basketball court, the court was already full of people and it was very lively. I saw the players in each class rubbing their hands and eager to try.
It's our turn to play. We all walked on the field with a nervous mood, holding a hemp rope as big as a fist in our hands, getting ready, and only listening to the teacher's "B", the game began. I saw Lin Weiming in our class pulling the rope, blushing and pulling back hard, so we won the first game.
In the second game, maybe we were too proud and relaxed to let the other team win in a few minutes. The game that decides the outcome begins. Boys in our class try their best to pull back, and girls are not to be outdone. They pulled back hard, blushing like ripe apples, so cute! It's just that the rope turns left and right for a while, regardless of the outcome. Teachers and cheerleaders are like "3231313353236313431303231363533585e5aeb9313338".
"come on Come on! " The deafening sound filled the students with confidence and strength. When we heard the teacher's "B", we stopped and shouted, "We won! We won! " Everyone jumped up and sang happily.
9. An unforgettable tug-of-war in junior high school 200. On Friday, our fourth grade held a fierce tug-of-war on the playground. On the playground, the cheers and stomping of the students merged into one. In the eager anticipation of the students, the competition is about to begin. Athletes of all classes are standing on the playground in high spirits. They stood up and stared at the team, holding hemp tightly with their hands like iron tongs. Just waiting for the referee's order. As soon as the whistle rings, the students will suck milk desperately and pull back like bulls. Some students have tight muscles and prominent tendons, and soon sweat will seep out of their faces. Many students' hands were red by the rope, but they still gritted their teeth and endured the pain. Because of everyone's Qi Xin's concerted efforts, the red belt in the middle of the rope slowly moved to our side. Cheerleaders in our class. Come on! We will win! "See the situation is not to be outdone. With the support of their cheerleaders, their players tried their best one by one, some drummed their cheeks, and some shouted while pulling hard. The red ribbon on the rope moved to their side again. Seeing that the victory in hand is far away from us, the cheerleaders are in a hurry: "No! Come on! Lean back! Push-"hey! This shout really worked, and the rope gradually moved to our side. " One, two, three, come on! One, two, three, come on! "Cheerleading chants for us, and our players seem to be getting stronger and stronger. Red tape is moving towards us bit by bit, and it's no use letting the other side work hard. But we pushed too hard, the rope was pulled at once, and all the students fell to the ground. The worst thing is me, because I was the last one, and my classmates were all on me, almost squeezing out my lunch. We won the first game. The students clapped their hands to each other regardless of the pain in their hands. Knowing that the other side was not satisfied, they asked us to play one more game with them, and we readily agreed. I thought to myself: this time we'll pull you here right away and see if you're not satisfied. Hey! Who knows, the other side played the game of high heels-the whole class played together, so we lost a game. However, the game they won was disgraceful. I think: you don't have to win the game, it's more important than friendship, spirit and style. ...