As soon as the bell rang, our fourth graders rushed out of the classroom. I came to the playground with great interest and prepared to hold an earth-shattering tug-of-war competition. In an instant, the playground was packed.
You see, Mr. Pan, the head teacher of our class, is selecting the top boys and girls in 10. I saw that all the students who were selected were full of energy, and a few smiles appeared on their lips. Students who are not selected can envy it!
Soon, it will be my class's turn to compete with Class 4 (2).
When the game started, Mr. Zhong shouted, "Take your positions and get ready." With a whistle, the playground suddenly boiled. The cheering students kept shouting: "Come on, come on!" Almost deafened my ears. The students on both sides are very focused, staring at the red brick swinging in the middle of the hemp rope. I was pulled to the west by my class for a while, and to the east by Class 4 (2) for a while. Our class is neck and neck with Class 4 (2), but somehow, because our class didn't concentrate and exert enough efforts, Class 4 (2) had a chance to win the first game.
In the second game, our class and Class 4 (2) exchanged places and fought again. You see, Class 4 (2), who just won a game, is a little complacent. I thought: don't be too happy, the fun is yet to come! As I expected, our class won the second game. The students jumped around wildly.
The third game is the deciding game, and the critical moment has come. All the students in my class are gearing up and fighting spirit is high, and the atmosphere on the field is really "make it or die". The game began, and the faces of the students on both sides flushed red, and the sweat of beans 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. But there are still red bricks hanging in the middle, and the two classes are evenly matched. For a long time, we couldn't see who had the advantage. Really inseparable. Unfortunately, our class still lost.
Although our class didn't make the final, it showed its level, elegance and friendship.
This morning, the school held a tug-of-war competition. Everyone said it was a meaningful game.
The enthusiasm of everyone is so high! The players are all gearing up and ready to win glory for the class; The teachers also gathered around and talked loudly about how the players cooperated; We, on the other hand, chattered and laughed together, trying to come up with inspiring words to cheer for the players.
Our class played four games, each of which was very difficult. However, what impressed me most was the last game.
By the time of the last game, the school had been released, and the players were tired, hungry and exhausted. We are all worried about whether we can win the game.
The game started, and all the players in our class tried their best to retreat, but the red scarf in the middle point kept moving slowly to the other side. Our cheerleaders also shouted at the top of their voices, but the situation was still not optimistic. We were so anxious that a swarm of bees swarmed around the contestants that we couldn't wait to go up and find them ourselves. As a result, somehow, one of our players accidentally loosened the hemp rope and the first round ended in failure.
After the start of the second round, our cheerleaders organized together, and huge cheering slogans broke out from time to time. Won!
Ha! In the last round, the contestants were almost exhausted. But this is a crucial round, and you must never give up! After the game started, the players seemed determined to win the first place and pulled back desperately. We dare not neglect, and shout as loudly as possible: "One, two, three, pull …" Finally, we won.
As long as we are United, it is strength! We are a collective, and we are all contributing to the collective. This is a meaningful tug-of-war!
The third tug-of-war contest is held in the sixth and fifth grades. Our class has entered the finals, followed by Class 6 (7) and Class 6 (1). Nowadays, when two tigers meet, there is bound to be a "good show".
Sure enough, the first two games were evenly matched and the record was flat. Then the deciding game began.
When the referee and the teacher gave the order, our athletes immediately grabbed the thick and long tug-of-war, leaned back, put their front feet against the heels of another person, and waited nervously for the second order. With the whistle of "Ready, DuDu", the players who have already accumulated enough energy immediately go all out. The rope was straightened with a bang. HongLing in the middle of the rope twitched and moved back and forth. This HongLing touches the hearts of Class Two students. Every time HongLing moves, the students' hearts jump.
Suddenly, HongLing stopped, and there was a deadlock. The students in our class blushed and the veins stood out on their necks. My body was almost attached to the rope, and I exhausted my strength. Students in Class 6 (1) dare not show off. But HongLing is neither biased nor inclined. At this time, the cheers outside the stadium are getting louder and louder, and the students are staring at the motionless HongLing, hoping for a result. Sure enough, after a few seconds, HongLing moved a little to the left, and the cheerleaders outside the stadium opened their throats, and the sound of "refueling" was deafening. Some students shouted and waved colorful flags, some students stamped their feet in anxiety, some students shouted themselves hoarse and waved their hands desperately, and some students were so anxious that they almost cried that they couldn't wait to come on stage to help.
The teachers in each class also cheer for the athletes in their own class. At this time, a miracle appeared. HongLing suddenly moved to the right, and the morale of the other side was greatly encouraged by the "tidal wave" of cheers. HongLing, keep moving to the right! This is worrying us. The athletes in our class are like angry lions, screaming and screaming. Everyone gritted their teeth, their eyes were round and their faces were red, vying for milk. As a result of our sudden counterattack, the other side lost its foothold, and the other side couldn't bear it any longer, and it was difficult to understand it as it was at the beginning, and the movements were very coordinated. With a bang, the teacher pointed his finger at our Class 6 (7). "Our class won!" Everyone cheered.
What a lively scene, what a fierce tug of war.
On Tuesday afternoon in sunny physical education class, we participated in the tug-of-war competition held by our school.
As soon as the bell rang, our classmates in Class 4, Grade 6 came to the east playground of our school in high spirits. According to the pre-competition arrangement, each class selected 12 boys and 12 girls to form a class team to participate in the competition, and the rest were cheerleaders. As soon as the players of each class arrived at the playground, they were all gearing up. Some took off their bloated cotton-padded clothes, some rolled up their trouser legs, and some tightened their belts ... Everyone's morale was high.
According to the results of the lottery, Class 6 (3) and Class 6 (1) competed in the first round. Under the command of the physical education teacher, the players grasped the two ends of the rope tightly, and the referee gave an order: "Let's go!" Fierce competition has begun. "Class six (3), come on!" "Class six (1), come on!" The cheerleaders of the two classes shouted at the top of their lungs, and the shouts on the playground were deafening. I saw the students in our class pull the rope back hard and tried their best to eat milk, but HongLing in the middle of the rope still moved to the other side. Class 6 (1) seems to have won our first game as easy as blowing off dust. Laughter broke out on the playground at once. In full view, we are really ashamed!
After a bad start, Mr. Wang, the head teacher, immediately adjusted his tactics and arranged several Hercules at the head and tail of the team for further tactical guidance. The second game has begun. "Come on, Class Six (3)! Six (3) classes come on! " The cheerleaders in our class are trying to cheer for us. However, several cheerleaders from Class 6 (1) actually sneaked to our side, grinning and dancing in front of us, and kept shouting: "Class 6 (3) leaked oil! Six (3) shifts are leaking oil! " Where can we stand such teasing? We all grabbed the reins, stamped on the ground, leaned back and rallied. In the cheers of our cheerleading team, our class pulled back the second game.
The most exciting third inning began. "Come on, Class Six (3)!" "Come on, class six (1)!" Cheerleading shouts on both sides were mixed together, and the players on both sides were as excited as chicken blood. Look at Xiao Xincheng, the "Hercules" in front of our class. He gritted his teeth and pulled back, leaning back hard, and his face turned into pig liver color. There is also Song Dongdong, a tall man in our class, whose two thick legs are stuck on the ground like two pillars ... Seeing that HongLing has moved to our class, Class 6 (1) is not a vegetarian either, and they all insist that the green hills will not relax. HongLing didn't move at the dividing line. Seeing this, Dou Doudou, the cheerleader of our class, was anxious, only to see him shouting, "Class 6 (3)! Fight! " The cheerleaders of our class shouted in unison: "Class 6 (3), come on! Six (3) classes, fight! " The athletes seem to have been given a shot in the arm. Under the command of teacher Wang's gesture, everyone Qi Xin pulled together. The other side was caught off guard and slipped forward involuntarily, and then they were in flight, and everyone became "chewing mud".
"We won!" "Class Six (3) won!" "Yes!" Cheers resounded through the playground. Some of the players in our class jumped up, some fell to the ground, and some cried with joy. ...
This fierce tug-of-war also made us understand a truth: unity is strength, and persistence is victory.
The tug-of-war in the sports festival the day before yesterday brought me a deep inspiration. Let me explain it to you.
On that day, we made preparations before tug-of-war and entered the arena with great interest. We grasped the thick rope and practiced our hands, ready to go. Class three is our opponent, and they are not to be outdone. There was a tense scene on the playground.
The referee Didi Lili waved his hand suddenly and the first game began. Our feet touch our feet, shoulder to shoulder, and our knuckles turn a little pale because we grasp the rope too hard. We lean back and bite our teeth. I also tried to put my feet against the feet of my classmates in front, and the veins stood out on my hands. I secretly encouraged myself: "Persistence is victory! Come on! " . Although the posture of class three students is exactly the same as ours, it is obviously much easier than ours. Our cheerleaders cheered for us, but to no avail. Class three is in full swing and its strength has skyrocketed. Immediately, the red cloth representing victory was pulled to their side, and we were dragged away.
In the second game, we even the score, so we all tried our best. Our "Maitreya Buddha" tried his best, his fat body was as steady as Mount Tai, and the sweat on his forehead was as big as beans. At this time, his expression even froze. Chen in front of me has tried his best, so he has to rely on the weight of his body as a support, and his sole slips with the ground, making a "squeaking" sound. I quickly stabilized her feet with my feet to prevent her from wrestling. Class three may have underestimated us because of a little complacency in the first round. We were caught off guard in the state of going all out, and the red cloth gradually leaned over. Class 3 quickly recovered and launched a counterattack with a gun. The scene was deadlocked. Our cheerleaders were anxious outside the stadium and wanted to come and help us, but in the end I was defeated by the other side because of my strength.
Although we lost in this game, I got a lot of inspiration: whatever we do, we must go all out, we must be able to bear and let go, and the focus of the game is not the result, but the process. I benefited a lot from this competition.
Six wonderful moments of tug-of-war in the sixth grade composition "Come on! Come on! " There is crying on the small playground. What is being held here is the tug-of-war competition of our senior primary school. Well done! Let me lead you into those exciting and unforgettable moments!
Wonderful moment 1: Li Da broke the rope "Come on! Come on! " The first game is between Class Five (4) and Class Five (2). At the beginning of the game, the players and cheerleaders are the most exciting moments. The face pulled out on the field is red, and the face shouted off the field is red. Suddenly, with a bang, a flower bloomed in front of me. What happened? Both players are lying underground. After a moment of silence, the audience burst into laughter. Looking at the middle of the field, the big rope has become "two big ropes". It turned out that the rope broke in two. The referee teacher and the supporting teacher also laughed red. In a short time, a "big head" rope was replaced and the game continued ... Wonderful moment 2: The deciding game was held between Class 3 and Class 4. Class 4 won the first game and our class won the second game. The most exciting and decisive game has begun. The red rope in the middle is gradually moved to Class 4, come on! Come on! Our cheerleaders rushed to help. Alas! Don't panic. Red rope has moved to our class again. It's hard ... difficult ... My heart is tied tightly. Yeah! Won! Won! A cheer ended the exciting tug of war.
As long as we unite, as long as we persist, any difficulty is no match for us.
On Saturday afternoon, the school organized a tug-of-war competition, and we all participated in the whole grade.
The referee tied a bright red scarf on the tug of war and drew a line on the ground. "DuDu ~" With the referee's command, the game began. Both players clung to the rope, leaned back and pulled back with all their strength. The red scarf on the rope was pulled here and there for a while. Finally, one player couldn't hold on. As soon as he relaxed, the red scarf on the rope crossed the other team's line, and the other team won, dancing and cheering there.
Finally, it's our class's turn. Our class is competing with Class Five. The players are prepared, confident and eager to try. "DuDu ~", the game begins. The players stood on both sides of the rope, crossing each other and leaning back desperately. I held up the prepared sign and shouted, "Come on! Come on! " The students also shouted: "Come on! Come on! " Even Class Three cheered for us. Suddenly, cheers broke out on the playground and resounded through the sky.
See Zhu Kaiting hands clenched rope, bite the bullet, the body hard back. You can tell at a glance that he used the power of the skylight. Because of him, our team retreated a little, and the red scarf slowly came to us. However, some people lived up to expectations, and one stumbled, and our team was pulled by the other team. In the end, the defeat was irreversible and lost to Class 5.
The second round of competition began, because the last round of competition was lost, so it was "a big setback". Shi Xiaoying didn't give up, but kept trying to back down. Seeing that many people didn't push hard, she was so anxious that she almost ran back with the rope on her back! But in the end our team lost again.
Although our team lost, the spirit of focusing on participation and courage to fight is commendable, and we will definitely win if we continue to work hard next time!