Tug of War Diary 1 "Come on!" "Come on!" A burst of cheers swaggered out of Xiao He's class.
Wow, it turns out that a tug-of-war worthy of attention has begun. The players on both sides hold the rope tightly and frown. Only Zhang Shijie, the only boy on the other side, looks relaxed. I assessed the strength of both sides in my mind. There are two boys and two girls in our team. One girl, Yang, is very fat and looks very energetic, while the other team has three girls and one boy, both of whom are very thin. We must have won the tug of war. The referee of this tug-of-war competition is our composition tutor-sunflower. The tug-of-war "river" is a rope, and the teacher uses three rags to form a rope.
Son, we all laughed when we saw the rope. At this moment, Teacher Sunflower gave the order, "Let's go!" "We immediately picked up the rope and pulled it hard. Cheerleading seems to be more energetic than tug-of-war, shouting "Come on! Come on! "We have an advantage. In an instant, we pulled the rope five centimeters from the finish line.
Seeing victory in sight, the cheerleading team cheered for us. We are more confident of winning the game. Only one centimeter away from the goal, the opposing team member Zhang Shijie frowned and pulled us back to the starting line. Zhang Shijie continued to push hard, while Yang, the fat girl on our side, just stood in situ manually, revealing our big flaw. We tried again and again, but she was dragged down by Yang again and again. Zhang Shijie pulled as hard as he could, and the rope came with us.
Finally, we lost. We didn't expect them to come back to life. Maybe it wasn't because Zhang Shijie was strong, but because we finally relaxed and gave them a chance.
Tug of War Diary 2 was scheduled to meet at the gate of the community at 8: 45 today, but it was changed to 7: 25, so I am back now.
Today's activity is tug of war. I have never participated in a school competition before. Maybe I'm thin and have no strength! In this activity, 14 people came to our class, formed a group and joined us!
The first round ended in our failure. After changing the venue, the second round began. At first, we were dragged away by each other. I thought we were going to lose again, but then we sided with us. We pulled harder and harder, and finally we won! 1: 1 Look at the end. With our strength, we finally won! Some sore hands, some fiery bodies, disappeared in the clouds with victory and success. ...
Tug of war, sports, Olympics, coming, come on!
Diary of Tug of War 3 Yesterday, the burning sun scorched the earth. Our class and Class 5 (3) held a wonderful tug-of-war on the playground.
Here comes the best moment. The boys in our class are going to play. They look very energetic and confident. Both players are ready. Everyone clung to the rope, flushed and staring at the teacher's whistle, waiting for instructions. The cheerleaders were very excited and kept shouting: "Come on, come on!" At the teacher's command, the game began and the field was full of joy. The cheers of the students are getting louder and louder, and their voices are fluctuating with each other. The students in our class seem to use all their strength to grab the rope and pull it back directly. Their bodies are almost on the ground, and the other side does not show weakness. They pushed the rope down desperately and leaned back to catch it. In this way, we started a seesaw battle. The players clung to the rope with both hands and turned red. Many things happen. With the joint efforts of classmate Qi Xin, our class won. The players cheered excitedly, and the cheers of the cheerleaders were also very cheerful. Class 5 (3) was not depressed when it lost, but agreed that our class would win the next war.
This tug-of-war is not only wonderful, but also taught me that unity is strength.
Tug-of-War Diary 4 On Tuesday afternoon, our class and Class 3 had a fierce tug-of-war on the playground!
Teacher Wang first taught us the essentials of action and slogans in class. After teaching us the movements, Mr. Wang selected tug-of-war players and cheerleaders and took us to the playground!
As soon as I saw several tall people in Class Three, I couldn't help thinking: Did we win Class Three? At this time, both players were ready to take their positions, only to hear a whistle of "cheep" and the game began! I saw Van Chen Shu pulling the rope! His body curled up, holding the rope in tandem with his hands. Her feet are as steady as Mount Tai, as if trapped in a pit, and her front legs and hind legs can't be pulled out! His expression is as serious as a meeting! I also saw Ren Yifei's expression very nervous. He clenched his fist tightly, put it on his chest, tightened his legs and kept shouting for fuel. Teacher Wang also called for refueling and pulled his hands back, as if he had participated in the tug-of-war competition! Listen to the whistle again, and the game is over! Our class lost! We are all depressed! At this time, Mr. Wang called us and told us that it was only the third grade and there were many opportunities in the future!
This incident taught me that winning or losing is a common occurrence in military strategists, and we must unite in doing things!
Tug of War Diary 5 This morning, the teacher told us a good news. In the afternoon, our class will hold a tug-of-war with Class 6. On hearing the news, the students cheered at once.
Finally, I stayed up until the afternoon. After the first class, we lined up in the basketball court, and the teacher selected ten strong boys and girls to participate in the competition.
The first girl to compete. The game has started, and everyone is smoking hard. At first, the girls in our class were neck and neck with the girls in Class 6, and the competition was very fierce. However, after a while, the hook approached Class Six, and Class Six was about to win. But at this critical moment, I didn't know that the students in Class Six fell down. This time, we seized the opportunity and everyone began to work hard again. Finally, we won.
Next, it's a boys' competition. The competition is about to start, and all the boys are ready to try. The students in Class Six are also very imposing. As soon as you look at them, you will know that they must be strong people. And they are very calm, as if the champion belongs to them.
The game has begun. The students gritted their teeth, hunched their front legs, bent their backs, grabbed the rope with both hands and pulled back hard. Only the iron hook moved slowly towards us. But the hook suddenly moved to the other side, and I was very disappointed to see that the other side was going to win. I think I will lose this time. But our team members still insist. At this moment, the situation improved, and the hook was approaching us bit by bit. Very close, very close, we will win. Victory. A cheerful cheer shook the whole sky. Everyone jumped for joy.
This activity is really interesting!
Tug-of-War Diary 6 is the final of tug-of-war between our class and Class 3 (4) this afternoon. Our third-grade class came to the playground, and everyone was waiting for the tug of war.
At this time, all the students in our class are full of energy waiting for the game. The teacher asked everyone to line up, and the PE teacher announced that the game was on. At the beginning of the game, the students clung to the rope, their eyes wide open and their faces flushed. The cheerleaders nearby shouted: one, two! One, two, one, two, let's cheer up. I saw the rope being pulled by us for a while and then by them. It was hard to give way to each other, and the game became more intense. My classmates and I were anxious and quickly pulled back. I thought to myself at that time, come on! Hold on! Victory is ours.
The whistle sounded and the PE teacher announced that our class had won. The students jumped up and shouted: We won.
Through this competition, I understand the meaning of the sentence "Unity is strength".
Diary of Tug-of-War Competition On Sunday morning, at the barbecue, I, Liu, Liu Yifan and Bao had a tug-of-war competition.
We pulled and pulled hard, because there were many girls, and the tug-of-war won. However, they boys were not convinced, so they switched to Guo and Li Lai to tug-of-war with us. The two of them are really nice. We have exhausted our strength and are a little at a loss. We asked Guo's mother to help us, Guo's mother helped us behind, and we won again.
This is terrible. The boy was completely angry. Guo's mother quickly indicated that she would not help. Let's try again. They resigned. We had no choice but to stop the tug-of-war, but I thought it was quite fun and wanted to have another tug-of-war with them.
Tug of War Diary 8 "Go for an autumn outing!" We shouted with joy. I got on the bus and went to Bailongtan, which is surrounded by mountains and waters, and started this trip.
We travel, eat delicious food and enjoy the scenery here. But what impressed me most was the tug-of-war with my classmates.
The game has already started. Our opponent is Class 405. They are full of confidence and can't wait to start tug of war. One of us stood on the left and the other on the right, and everyone was gearing up for the game. The referee's whistle rang with a beep, and we started a fierce tug-of-war. Everyone tugged at the rope. Looking at everyone, they are all sweating, and some are grinning; Some frown and hold their breath; Others are as red as Guan Gong. "We are going to succeed!" I thought happily. At this time, everyone relaxed their vigilance. In a few seconds, the rope was pulled back by Class 405, and everyone tried their best to pull the rope. Finally, the rope slowly moved to our side. "We don't want to relax this time!" I thought anxiously. At this time, Class 405 also pulled hard, and it was even. The rope was deadlocked in the middle for a long time, as if it had been a century. It should be that the students in our class are really tired. They are all like deflated balls and have no strength. So, the result is what you think-we lost.
Failure is the mother of success. I believe we will win the first place in the next tug of war!
Diary of Tug-of-War 9 During a holiday, my friends and I held an interesting tug-of-war in the park, and everyone was very excited.
The referee briefly said the rules and then divided us 10 into two groups. I was lucky to be assigned to the second group.
The first game is about to start. We walked up with our heads held high, our faces full of confidence. Everyone clasped the hemp rope with both hands and leaned back. People are close and ready to go. Whoever they are, they are very nervous. At this time, there was silence on the field, and even the needles were dropped.
"Game on!" As the referee gave the order, the game began. Both sides try their best to surprise each other. However, due to the efforts of both sides, everyone ran a few steps forward and retreated. I try my best to cheer for my teammates. "come on Come on! Come on! " Everyone shouted in unison.
The chaotic team is uniform and the strength is reunited. The shouts are getting louder and louder, and we are getting closer and closer to victory. When the rope was about to be pulled to our side, everyone let their guard down. At this time, suddenly the passive opponent gave us a sudden pull and pulled us all back. We lost the first game because of pride, and everyone regretted it.
The second game has begun. This time, everyone is ready. At first, the other side lost by half, and then everyone was struggling, but the other side was still dying and refused to give up. And we must turn over, unite again, rally, and finally pull the rope over. We won.
After these two games, I understand that you can't underestimate your enemy if you win, and you can't be discouraged if you lose. Only unity can win.
Tug-of-War Diary 10 Today is the last day of our fifth-grade winter tug-of-war. All the students in our class are working hard to get good grades.
Except for Class Three, everyone agrees that Class Five is also very strong, and we all don't want to meet Class Five early.
The game has started. Our class played class one first, and we did class one at will. Then, there is the competition between Class Two and Class Five. We think that Class Two, which is very weak, actually beat Class Five. Our class is missing a "strong enemy", and some students are already secretly happy.
Next is the match between Class Two and Class Four. Because we think Class Four is weak. For this game, we think there should be no suspense for Class Two to win. However, the result of the game surprised us. Class two doesn't know if it was because of class five's big injury that it lost to class four.
The final finals were held between the "Big Black Horse" in our class and Class Four. All the students in our class are full of confidence and feel close to the champion. You see, the girl in our class, Mao Bingbing, is standing sideways, with her left and right feet in tandem, leaning back, and then looking at Zhu Jian 'an, the dragon tail, pulling the rope like an anchor needle. They agreed to pull it back when they shouted "3" of "1, 2, 3" won the championship. With the whistle of the game, our class lost before the first shout of "Come on". The loss is so fast that we haven't reacted yet! Change the venue, the second round begins, alas! Only two or three seconds later, our class was dragged by force. We missed the championship. In this year's tug-of-war, Class Four had the last laugh.
This competition really responded to what our English teacher Pan often said: "Don't label, the strong may not all be strong in the end, but the weak can fight back through hard work."
Tug of War Diary 1 1 What a nice day. The morning sun has risen, making the autumn sky exceptionally bright.
Teacher Lin organized our third grade group of four classes to have a tug-of-war competition soon. Suddenly there was a warm scene on the playground, and everyone was very happy.
Tug of war is divided into individual and team mixed competitions for boys and girls. First of all, there are competitions between class one and class two, class three and class four. The tug-of-war between Class Three and Class Four began. The girls of the two teams are pulling a long rope face to face, and a net badminton is dropped in the middle of the rope as the dividing line.
At this time, every member of our Class 3 grabbed the rope, and his heart felt like a bowstring. No one dares to spit out the atmosphere, for fear that when he opens his mouth, the heart that has been mentioned in his throat will fall out and generate a fighting spirit. I was really a little uneasy at that time, because I was a player and I was involved in winning or losing! Although the badminton in the middle of the rope floated around for a while, my teammates and I tried our best to get it back, and finally won the class four girls with two wins in two games.
Similarly, the same is true of boys' games. They clung to the rope, and their heels wanted to be nailed to the ground. Their eyes were round and their faces were not red. The two sides won't give in to each other, and they are fighting like a bee, which can worry me to death! We girls are desperately cheering for the men's team! Under our morale, the men's team also beat the other team 2-0. The last game was a mixed race. Class 3 players tried their best to save the game, and Class 4 won the mixed race.
The tug-of-war is over, and I have learned a truth from this sport: "Unity is strength". I think this is a meaningful exercise, which not only exercises the body, but also sharpens the will and enhances the sense of collective honor. What a great harvest.
Diary of Tug-of-War Competition 12 On Friday, our class and Class 7 held a tug-of-war final on the playground in the west area.
This game is very important, it will decide whether we win or lose. Some classes sweat for us, and we are full of confidence and armed to the teeth, ready to "take office."
After a whistle, we held on to the rope and pulled it back desperately. Seeing that the red line was about to move to our side, we were secretly pleased and relaxed our vigilance. Class 7 seized the opportunity, yanked, and the red line "ran" past. My heart is cold again, so we tried our best to suck milk and show the veins stood out on our hands. Some students blushed; Some students pull their cheeks red; Other students' hands are bleeding.
Yan Haonan, the "little Hercules" in our class, grasped the rope tightly and pulled it back assiduously. His face is like a big mature apple, and the blue veins on his hands are like patterns carved on bronze wares. In the shouts of classmates, the red rope "ran" again, and my heart was quiet.
Not to be outdone, Class Seven pulled back hard, and the red line "ran" into the team of Class Seven. Our hearts are like a basin of ice water, cold and cold.
The wind, gently across the corners of the mouth, brushed the treetops; Tears, slowly flowing out of eyes and across cheeks, our class lost.
This tug-of-war is really unforgettable for me! Although our class lost, this competition made us understand the power of unity. Through this competition, our class is more United!
Tug-of-War Diary 13 This morning, the teacher told us a good news: in the afternoon, our class will hold a tug-of-war with Class xx. The classroom immediately boiled, and all the students' faces were filled with excited smiles.
We came to the playground orderly and confidently. I saw a big, thick rope on two white lines in the middle of the playground, and a red cloth was tied in the middle of the rope. Whoever can pull the red cloth in the middle of the rope over the white line at his end wins.
The whistle sounded and the game officially began. Neither of us would give in, so we tried our best to back down. Both classes spare no effort. Students keep coming back, their feet are on their feet, and everyone's hands are red. Beads of sweat also fell on his head. The red stripe moved to our side for a while, and then moved to the other side. Cheerleaders are constantly cheering, and they are more anxious than athletes, shouting desperately. Shouts echoed on the playground. Gradually, gradually, the rope moved to the other side and we couldn't pull it back. We lost.
Change venues and fight again. This time, we learned the lesson of failure: that is, the shouting with the cheerleaders is irregular, and the strength of the competition is not in one place, but scattered. This time it was the monitor's song. After a few minutes of fighting, we finally won.
The other side refused to accept and asked for another battle. The teacher said, "this sport consumes a lot of energy, so we can't play any more." Let's have a competition in a few days! " "
Diary of Tug of War 14 Today, our tug of war didn't go well. After the game, everyone was like grass blown down by a nine-level wind. Some girls have red eyes, holding white pillars like koalas and refusing to let go; Some boys simply lie on the ground and play dead.
Alas ~, I won the first prize in the last competition, and I'm afraid I won't come to our class again. Who told us that Class Four is no longer a characteristic fat class from Grade One to Grade Four? 1 The fat people in Class 3 and Class 3 suddenly increased. From a distance, it looks like a hundred-year-old birch and a ten-year-old peach tree.
In the tug-of-war, the elected player gritted his teeth and tried his best to pull to his side. We prepare players to watch the game, and sometimes they want to fight for it themselves. At first, the victory seemed to be on our side, but then dramatic changes took place, and Class 2 slowly found its own strength. With our cheers that sounded like curses, the playground boiled. They won and we lost.
Everyone must know the result of the next game. We almost lost many battles. But "failure is the mother of success", everyone decided to exercise together at noon every day, and strive for a good result in the next competition.
Tug of War Diary 15 Today we had a fierce tug of war. In the third game, we almost fainted just when we heard that our opponent was Class 8. Because no one in our class is very strong, just like in the last game, we were killed in an instant by 1 1 class and many heavyweight players.
Time passed by, and finally it was our turn to play. The match with Class 8 has started. In the first game, I felt that Class 2 was equal in strength, but gradually Red Rope moved closer to them and lost. In the second game, we understand that although we lost last time, we must not lose this time, because once we lose, there is no chance to turn over. We tried our best to get it back, and the cheerleaders around us were infected and shouted, "Come on, Class Five (10), Class Five (10) will win!"
Everyone heard the sound of refueling and worked harder. With a whistle, we won the chance to make a comeback. In the third round, our morale increased greatly and we did not give in. Three steps become two, and you win in an instant. Drawing lots again, we easily won Class 4 without any suspense. The third set was our misfortune, and the draw was against the super-strong 1 class. We don't have to think that we will lose. God is still so fair, always letting the prepared and powerful class win.
Friendship first, competition second. Although we lost, I understand that only hard work can win!