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 Class Two. Alas, because there were too many "fat pigs" in Class Two, she 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 torrent, constantly washing away my memory, and many things are 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, which allowed us to 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, and the students are full of energy and hold their heads high. A tit-for-tat game is about to begin.
With the teacher's whistle, the game began. The players on both sides clenched the rope. They landed one by one, leaned back and tried to pull the rope 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 cheering for their teams. My hands are red, but the rope still doesn't move.
At this time, our players are all red-eyed, some are blushing, some are grinning, some are struggling, and some are pulling in their own direction with their hands clutching the rope. Finally, our team tried its best. With the shouts of cheerleaders, HongLing suddenly moved towards us, and our Eagle team 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.
2. Tug-of-war competition, 500-word composition, scene description, language description, mental activity Today, we held a fierce tug-of-war competition on the playground.
On the playground, the students' cheers and stomping are integrated.
With the eager anticipation of the students, the competition is about to begin. Athletes of all classes threw themselves into battle with high spirits. They squared up and stared at the team, clutching the hemp rope with both hands like iron tongs, just waiting for the referee to give the order. As soon as the whistle sounded, the students tried to suck milk and pulled back like a bullfight. Some students have tight muscles and prominent tendons, and soon sweat seeps out of their faces. Many students' hands are red with the rope, but they still bite their teeth, endure the pain and keep pulling. With the concerted efforts of Qi Xin's Qi Xin, the red belt in the middle of the rope slowly moved to our side. The cheerleaders in our class saw this situation and shouted happily: "Come on! Come on! We are going to win! " Not to be outdone when the other side saw the bad situation, with the support of their own cheerleaders, their own players also tried their best, 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 front of us is far from us, the cheerleaders are in a hurry: "Not good! Come on! Lean back! Push-"hey! The shout really worked, and the rope gradually moved to our side. "One, two, three, come on! One, two, three, come on! " The cheerleaders shouted for us rhythmically, and our players seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Red tape is moving towards us bit by bit, and it is useless for the other party to work hard. Who knows that we pushed too hard, the rope was suddenly broken, and all the students fell to the ground. The worst thing is me, because I was the last one, and my classmates all pressed on me, almost squeezing out all my lunch.
We won the first game, and the students applauded each other regardless of the pain in their hands.
I don't know if the other side refuses to accept it. Let's play one more game with them. We readily agreed. I thought to myself: I'll drag you here right now to see if you're still convinced. Hey! Who knows that the other side played a shameless trick-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 better than friendship, spirit and style. That's all that matters.
It's sunny today, and our mood is brighter than the sun, because we have ushered in the annual tug-of-war competition for grade groups. Recalling the previous tug-of-war, we always take pride in winning the championship, correct our mistakes and return to class in high spirits.
Therefore, we are full of confidence in this competition. The game is about to start, and the players are already waiting at the edge of the playground with great interest. They are all eager to start the game at once.
Finally, the game began, cheerleaders shouted forcefully everywhere on the playground, and tug-of-war players struggled everywhere. I saw the tug-of-war players pull the rope back with the rhythm of the cheerleaders shouting.
The most attractive thing is Ren in "Finally Bring up the Rear": I saw his face flushed, just like a warrior full of fighting spirit, carrying the rope on his shoulder and walking back with all his strength, as if to pull the rope away by himself, and crystal beads of sweat flowed on his cheeks. The opponent in the first round was Ban (1), who was a soft persimmon, and Kung Fu soon became our disadvantage.
And ④ also stood out in the first round. The fierce competition for the championship has finally begun.
This is the rule of best of three games. In the first game, the level of the two classes was even, and the two sides were deadlocked for a long time, making it difficult to win or lose.
But in the end, Class 4 took the lead. We don't give up one by one.
Everyone secretly made up their minds that we must regain our success in the next competition. In the second game, we worked together in Qixin Qi Xin, and with the support of cheerleaders, it was like a life-and-death struggle.
Suddenly, a powerful force emerged from us. As the saying goes,' people are United, Mount Tai moves'.
We jerked the rope back with this powerful force. (4) The class finally couldn't hold on, so it fell down one after another like dominoes. Our class suddenly cheered ... but the final result was unexpected-the third game was lost to Class (4), and we only got the second place.
Students are like defeated cocks. Back in the class, the male students were angry and the female students were in tears.
At the same time, many students are summing up their own experiences. Where did they lose? And vowed to regain the crown next year.
Tug of war not only strengthens our physique, but also increases the friendship between classes, and at the same time makes us feel the cohesion between classmates. It's killing three birds with one stone. We like such activities. Remember to adopt
4. The scene description (with a little face) is 500 words. It's better to tug of war. Today, our school will hold the annual tug-of-war competition. The students are all cheering on the playground.
As if he had received an invitation, Sun's father put away his gloomy face in recent days and showed a bright smile. Mother-in-law's north wind has also changed her bad temper in the past, which is rare and gentle. Watching her gently touch each child's little face makes you feel itchy. I am both excited and nervous. I am very excited. After layers of selection, I finally have the opportunity to represent my class in the competition. I'm nervous because I'm afraid of failure and not winning glory for my class.
In order to relieve our psychological pressure, Mr. Han asked us to prepare for the game first, adjust our mentality and go into battle lightly. With the eager anticipation of the students, the competition is about to begin.
The athletes of all classes went into battle in high spirits. They lined up with 32313133532363133136353535+036585 E5aeb936436. When the whistle sounded, the students tried their best to suck milk and went back like a bullfight.
Some students have tight muscles and prominent tendons, and soon sweat seeps out of their faces. Many students' hands are red with the rope, but they still bite their teeth, endure the pain and keep pulling.
The red cloth moved to our side for a while and to the other side for a while. Gradually, gradually, the rope moved to the other side, and we couldn't pull it back no matter how hard we tried. The game had to end in failure.
Changing venues and fighting again have learned the lessons of the last game: First, the focus is not well grasped; Second, the foot is unstable.
Re-analyzed the lessons of failure and decided to let Fan Yiyang shout slogans. After a few minutes of fighting, we finally won. We tasted the joy of victory, and our hearts were as sweet as honey.
Through tug-of-war, I understand that a drop of water will evaporate only when it is integrated into the sea, and a flower will be buried only when it blooms in the garden. Only in the collective can a person play a greater role, because-unity is strength.
Give me a short article describing tug of war. An unforgettable tug-of-war by Yan Boxuan, a class one of Minzu Street Primary School in Fuxin City, Liaoning Province, has been washing away my memory like a 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.
6. A 600-word composition describing the tug-of-war scene "Come on! Come on! Do a good job! "There were shouts, gongs and drums and cheers 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 student 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.
7. Tug of War Scene Composition 550 words (1) On Friday afternoon, our fifth grade ushered in a wonderful tug-of-war competition.
The students in our class came to the playground. First, they had a game with Class Five (1). The players on both sides are tight-faced, as if to burst into full strength.
"Ready-let's go!" The whistle broke the quiet scene. "Pull it over! Come on! Five (5) classes will win! " The cheerleaders are cheering for the athletes.
I saw every student lean back and pull back with all his strength. "DuDu-DuDu" The referee blew his whistle and said, "Class Five (5) won!" All the students in our class cheered and were immersed in joy.
The second game has begun. The students are nervous again.
The cheerleaders shouted again: "Pull it over! Come on! Five (5) classes will win! " All the students tried their best to invite Red Rope. We won again! We won the second game again! The students cheered, some students hugged each other tightly, and some girls shed tears of excitement.
Then, we had a wonderful game with Class 5 (4). Their classes can be "awesome". When the strength of both sides is quite critical, they cheat and let a classmate step on the rope or add people! So their class is difficult to deal with.
Of course, we will do our best. "Class 5 (4), cheat if you can't win!" Cheerleaders are shouting.
I sneaked into the opponent's field and counted it. No one was added and the rope was not stepped on. I thought to myself: if you don't cheat, they will lose! Sure enough, the whistle sounded and they lost.
At the beginning of the second round, two classmates and I went to another stadium to count people. Counting two students, three students stepped on the rope behind. We immediately reported to the referee, and they were sentenced directly.
After several games, our class won the third place. "That's great! Great! " The game ended with cheers from the students.
(2) Yesterday, Teacher Cai, the head teacher, announced a good news to us: "A tug-of-war will be held after the second class to the third class tomorrow afternoon!" The students are boiling! Especially for boys, Hu still said with his arm lit, "I am a Hercules, and we will win this time." After the game, you all called me Hu Hercules! " ""cut "shouted the whole class together. And I'm ready to take part in the competition with a happy mood.
After a long time, the second class finally arrived. "ah!" Cheers were everywhere on the playground, as if they had won.
Ah! The teacher finally began to choose the number of people. "Come, you, him, you ..." Not to be outdone, I raised my hand high in front of Teacher Cai.
"Ni" and "Yes" under my various "sugar-coated shells", Teacher Cai finally called my name. So, we lined up neatly and marched to the venue.
Others cheer for us. The lottery is over, and it's finally time for our class to compete, PK Class Four or Six.
The game is about to start. Teacher Cai told us the essentials, such as: the rope is slightly pressed down, the body is half squatting, and both hands should alternately grasp the rope-ah! The game is on! We warmed up and prepared, "Let's go!" The whistle also sounded.
We held our breath. "One, two, three, pull back!" Teacher Cai sounded a loud slogan, but we still lost in the first round, because some people pulled to the left, some people pulled back, and even naughty Zhang Xu pulled forward. This is a serious manifestation of our disunity.
When we summed up our experience and started to pull again, our class pulled back in unison, and then the cheerleading team began to work hard. "Come on, Class Five! Class five wins! " At this time, we felt full of energy and pulled up the rope with a "hey"! "Yes!" We cheered! You can't be too happy. Because there is still one round of competition! This round, we didn't care, we persisted, and the cheerleaders also helped. More importantly, there are teachers Cai and Hu to guide us. We won the game with sweat.
We played another game with Class Three, but they were too energetic, and so were the boys, so we lost. Next, we competed with Class Four, but we lost again, and the students all sighed.
But I think as long as it reflects fun, it is actually very happy! Tug of war is really interesting. In my eyes, winning or losing is not important, as long as I am happy! Chapter 3: Unforgettable Tug-of-War Competition On Thursday afternoon, the fourth grade class held a tug-of-war competition on the playground. We walked into the venue with a nervous mood.
The most unforgettable thing is that when the third game with Class 4 (2) was decided, the little red line moved left and right as soon as the PE teacher called the password, as if a bug was looking for a place to stay. Looking at the burly Class 4 (2) students, the teacher and we all seem a little discouraged. At this time, a classmate not far from us fell down, as if he had shed some blood, but that classmate got up bravely and stood up again, holding back the tears that were about to flow.
We thought: why can others fall so bravely and get up again, but we can't? Then I heard the cheerleaders constantly encouraging and shouting: "Class 4 (1), you are always the best, come on!" Maybe it's cheerleading encouragement. The courage of that classmate aroused the willpower of teachers and students, so the students tried their best to pull back, and Teacher Yang excitedly began to pull back. Finally, Xiaohong decided to stay here, and the PE teacher whistled and announced that we won the fourth place (1).
The students danced and laughed happily, even hugged each other and shed tears. Although we only won the second place, we won ourselves, courage and unity.
I don't think the competition is very important, but the participation is important! As long as you do your part, it will be fine. As the saying goes, "Friendship comes first, competition comes second." Every time I think of the way Huang Jiating bit her lips during tug-of-war, I feel that my body has a new force.
I want to say to the students in Class 4 (2): "Students, in fact, in the teacher's mind, we have won. Although we didn't win the first place this time, don't relax and make persistent efforts to win the first place next time. Come on! " Article 4: The fierce tug-of-war competition will show youth and exercise students' physique. The 32nd autumn sports meeting is coming soon. On a sunny Friday, the school sports meeting is going on fiercely.
The tug-of-war is about to begin. My classmates and I are all wearing sportswear and sneakers, and we are all full of energy and ready.
8. About the composition of tug-of-war, starting with 500 words, the scene changed from low tide to * * *. The cheers and stomping of the students blended into one, and finally entered our class. Male students immediately went into battle, stood up, posed in a "work" style, hugged their feet and hooked their feet; 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.
9. 400 words of tug-of-war composition (with scene description) On the same 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.