The annual school sports meeting is on the scene again. There are also 100 meters, 200 meters, eight-character running and so on. It's really varied and colorful, but tug-of-war is what fascinates me the most.
All kinds of sports are in full swing and orderly, and the tug-of-war I am looking forward to is finally about to begin. On one side of the playground lay a thick rope with a conspicuous red cloth in the middle. It's a sign that determines the outcome. Members of Class 4 1 walked into the meeting one after another with high spirits and high morale. At this time, our teacher came forward to cheer up the students, explained the tug-of-war skills repeatedly, and told our players not to be nervous. After drawing lots, our class will compete with Class 4 and Class 3 first.
Both players are holding long ropes, breathing slowly and getting ready to go. At that moment, the air seemed to solidify. Ten seconds later, with the whistle of the referee, the game began! I saw that the players on both sides blushed, mustered up their strength, and desperately retreated and fell backwards. Under the leadership of the cheerleader of our class, the whole class is desperately cheering for our athletes. We are all shouting with all our strength, and our pressure is no less than that of athletes in sports schools. At first we were deadlocked for a few minutes, and then our class gradually gained the upper hand. The shouts of "Come on, 4 1 class, come on, 4 1 class" shocked the whole class, and a crisp whistle sounded, "We won, we won!" Our cheerleaders jumped up, almost more excited than the athletes on the field.
After resting for a few minutes and replenishing some energy, the tug-of-war heroes of our class came into the arena again, this time against Class 42. Although the players in their class are all fat, our players are more confident and confident to move forward. With a whistle, the final began. Looking at the situation on the field, our cheerleaders were all nervous and shouted desperately at the cheerleaders of Class 42. For the final victory of the two classes, everyone tried their best. In the stalemate, the team of Class 42 somehow lost its foothold and fell down. This gives us a great opportunity to tug-of-war heroes. Everyone seized the opportunity and pulled the rope with great interest. We immediately jumped up with joy and shouted, "We won, we won!" "
Today's tug-of-war is really perfect. This beautiful moment contains the sweat of every classmate. Every time I think of this victory, I am full of aftertaste and pride.