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"Come on, come on! Hurry up! Rush ... rush ... "Waves of cheers resounded through the sky. What is this? It turns out that our school is holding a grand winter sports meeting.
I see that all the athletes in our class are full of energy and have answers. At this moment, everyone lined up in the order of the game, making preparations seriously, rubbing their hands and waiting for the call. When the whistle sounded, Xiao Feng of our class rushed out like an arrow. She is recognized as a "scud" in our class, so everyone places the greatest hope on her.
The students shouted at the top of their lungs: "Class five or six, come on!" After rushing out, she couldn't help glancing at her strong opponent to the right, and she was about to be caught up. Not to be outdone, she tried her best to rush forward, and after only 0.5 seconds, she ran to the first place, slowly widening the gap with other class athletes.
At this time, I bowed my head and thought: Xiaofeng has paved the way for our class, and the players behind must run as hard as her to always get the upper hand. So I tried my best to cheer for our class and cried red. The athletes are also scrambling to run, ready to hand in the third stick. Oh, no, some players in the opponent actually dropped the stick! The game also reached its climax in the sigh of the other side.
At this time, the members of our class are holding sticks and sprinting forward like a runaway wild horse. Suddenly, the pot exploded on the playground, and cheers and shouts came one after another, which was deafening. At this time, it seems that it is not a sports meeting, but a "good voice of China." Every time our class successfully handed over the baton, it has been far ahead.
Suddenly, Xiao Min was a little nervous. He almost didn't even catch the baton, and he was a little wobbly when running. The students jumped up and down excitedly and couldn't wait to help her run. My heart is like fifteen buckets-seven up and eight down. Mandy lived up to expectations and finally adjusted her mind, running all the way. The game is drawing to a close, and it's time for the last bar.
At this point, I can't help clenching my fist and holding my breath. "Go, come on! Come on! " Cheerleading classmates are louder than anyone else, and even the teacher can't afford to be reserved, so they shout with their classmates. The last member of our class firmly grasped the baton and ran to the finish line like light, which brought the relay race to a successful conclusion.
With the joint efforts of the athletes, our class won the first place. I will never forget this wonderful relay race, the thrilling scene of the race, the shouting one after another and the excited mood, which are deeply imprinted in my mind.