Downstairs, I saw a thick and long hemp rope on the playground. The students stood in a row consciously, and Miss Li kept telling us: "Work hard, you must work hard!" " "I heard it in my ears and kept it in my heart. I made up my mind: I must win glory for my class and win! Look at the male students holding their heads high and stretching their arms and saying, "I will definitely beat other classes!" " "Full of confidence. "Please ask the students from Class Four and Class One to come forward and compete with the students from Class Four and Class Five," said the referee. So everyone stepped forward and pulled the rope in a "wicker" shape. I'm so nervous! My heart is pounding.
Everyone blushed when the whistle sounded. The students' hands gripped the rope like a pair of pliers. Some eyes are round and bite their teeth, while others are closed. Everyone kept shouting "Hehe-",and the students next to them shouted: "Add-oil, add-oil:" The referee said forcefully. Cheers came from class 4.5. Students cheer for each other, cheer each other up, and continue the game after changing venues. The touching whistle sounded again, and the students took their time in the same way. But this time Jason Chung went to Class 4.5 again. In the end, everyone's hopes were dashed, and Class 4.5 won.
We lost the tug-of-war, but we are sure to win next time. After all, failure is the mother of success. Only failure can lead to success! Also let us know that friendship comes first and competition comes second.
The 600-word tug-of-war composition is like a torrent, constantly washing away my memory. Many things have been 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 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.
As soon as we entered the stadium, a rope as thick as a python appeared in front of us with a red scarf tied in the middle. The first classmate's feet were on the ground, his hands clenched the rope, and his eyes rolled as if to say, I won't go there, so you can't pull me there.
On Wednesday afternoon, the second class is extracurricular activities. On that day, the sun was shining and the spring breeze was warm as spring. The teacher took us to the playground for activities. After several suggestions, the teacher finally agreed to let our class compete with Class 7.
In a blink of an eye, the teacher chose the students in our cLass 12 and class 7 12, and the others were all la. As soon as we entered the stadium, a rope as thick and long as a python appeared in front of us with a red scarf tied in the middle.
"Take your positions!" The PE teacher gave the order and all the students stood in their positions. "Ready, let's go!" "Come on, come on, Class Six, come on!" The cheerleaders in our class shouted loudly. The players retreated with all their strength, their faces flushed. The first classmate's feet were on the ground, his hands clenched the rope, and his eyes rolled as if to say, I won't go there, so you can't pull me there. Although their hands hurt a little, they still didn't give up. Cheers of cheerleaders seem to have a magical power, inspiring the students who participated in the competition. "Come on, almost, hard, almost!" The athletes encouraged themselves. "Oh, our class won! We won! " In an instant, the whole class laughed. Some people high-fived each other happily, some people cheered, and some students even hugged each other.
Then, the second game began, and the students were still immersed in a happy atmosphere. Being too excited, our class made a mistake this time. The whole class was like a deflated balloon, and the team members made summaries one after another because they didn't cooperate with Qi Xin.
The third game started, and the students learned the last lesson, so they all worked together in Qi Xin to try to get to a place. Some students are biting their teeth, some students are leaning back, and some students are sweating. "One, two, one, two, one, two," the students read the beat in their mouths and stepped back bit by bit. Xiao Ming's face was covered with sweat, and so were his classmates. Finally, we pulled the rope, and "yeah" we won again.
Back in the classroom, the students were radiant and still immersed in a happy atmosphere. Two to one, our class won class seven. From this competition, we learned that we can only win if Qi Xin works together to do everything well.
3. A tug-of-war essay is about 500-600 words. On Friday afternoon, there was ecstatic news from the brigade. That is to say, we will hold a thrilling tug-of-war in the fourth grade. The students were very excited and ran to the playground at lightning speed.
The game is about to start, and we are all full of energy and eager to try. In the competition between Class 4 1 and Class 42, we opened our eyes wide, stared at them carefully and learned their valuable experience. Finally, with the brave struggle and unremitting efforts of Class 42, Class 4 1 was persuaded. In other words, we will face a powerful level 42.
The first game started immediately, and suddenly the PE teacher blew his whistle. We all did our best! Several people in our class are blushing like ripe red apples, and some bite the bullet and think they will win! The cheerleaders next to them were also extremely anxious and shouted: "Class four or three, come on! Class 43 will win ... "Finally, under our tenacious struggle, Class 42 was defeated by our men.
The battle of the second game is about to begin. We quickly grabbed the rope and didn't let the other side have the slightest advantage. The whistle sounded, and with the encouragement of cheerleaders, we finally won another game.
In the third game, we were still immersed in the joy of winning the first two games. Many students were not ready, and the game began, with Class 42 leading. The red line representing the victory sign visited the territory of Class 42. We lost, and many students fell to the ground.
We are not convinced and vowed to win the fourth game! We listened attentively to the order to start, transferred all our strength to our hands and pulled the rope desperately. One, two, three-finally, with our efforts, we won! Class 42 was persuaded by defeat.
We won the championship with a record of three to one. The students jumped up happily and returned to the classroom with satisfaction. The classroom is full of joy and laughter.
We won the 600-word tug of war.
The game is about to start. We came to the playground and saw a sea of people there. A thick hemp rope lay quietly on the playground like a long dragon.
After a while, we finally arrived in our class, and we were all ready to try. Our opponent in the first battle was Class 6 (4). They are all strong and burly. I thought, it's too dangerous. The game has already started. Everyone held their breath and tried their best to pull back. But we still lost, and everyone gnashed their teeth with anger and vowed to beat Class 6 (4). At the beginning of the second game, our class easily killed Class 6 (4). At the critical moment, Class 6 (4) abstained, and we saved the day. Everyone cheered. In the semi-final this afternoon, our class's opponent is Class 6 (3). Unexpectedly, their classes are so rubbish! We only used two sets in our class, and then we dropped them. How boring!
Another day, the finals! This time, our opponent is Class Six (1). They look thin, and I'm glad. At the referee's command, the game officially started, and our class killed six seconds at lightning speed (1).
Ben. In the second game, when the whistle sounded, the students tried their best to suck milk and pulled back like a bullfight. 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! " The other party is not to be outdone when they see that the situation is not good, some drum their cheeks, and some shout 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! "
In this way, the tug-of-war is over and we win! Just like our slogan: 5, 3, 5, 3, 3, with a bright smile, high mood and strong will.
5. Write the composition of tug-of-war competition. A wonderful tug-of-war contest, 400 words is urgent.
In the third grade, the school held its first sports meeting.
The first day of the sports meeting. I am very happy and excited. I came to the classroom happily. When I came to the classroom, I found that my classmates were cheering for themselves. After a long time, I finally came to the playground. The teacher told us the rules of the game and the game began.
The two players grabbed the rope together. Because of nervousness, the members of Class Two slipped. Cause everyone to burst into laughter. When the referee gave the order, everyone became serious. Ding-ding has begun. The red cloth in the middle of the rope is left and right for a while. It's like two chickens fighting over bugs. Both sides clung to the rope tightly and insisted on not letting go, their faces flushed and their mouths opened wide. That's interesting. That's really interesting. After pulling for a while, my palms are sweaty and slippery, and I am about to let go. We will lose. Thinking of this, I insisted on pulling it back. Everyone understood and became serious. Qi Xin pulls together. After a fierce battle
"War". Our bodies lean down and our feet move backwards. Sweat drop by drop, good things grind, and we finally won. As soon as the students let go, the members of Class Two fell to the ground. "Ha ha ha ... we won, we won, oh yeah!"
Although the fierce tug-of-war is over, I understand a profound truth: persistence is victory.
6. The composition of tug-of-war competition, more than 500 words to remember a tug-of-war competition.
In order to celebrate the arrival of National Day, the school specially held a grand tug-of-war competition.
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, it's really a tug-of-war, which not only makes our friendship deeper, stronger and more United, but also brings us incomparable happiness, unparalleled …
7. On the day of writing the composition of tug-of-war, the students sweated profusely; 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.
8. Write a 400-word tug-of-war composition.
After fierce fighting, our class won the second place.
An hour ago, class three in four years, class eight in four years, started the first decisive battle. As one of them, I feel very excited. Because this is my first time to take part in tug-of-war. Standing on the playground, holding a rope in hand, make a good posture according to the action essentials taught by the teacher. My heart is pounding and I have no confidence at all. After a while, I only heard the order of the PE teacher and the game began. I just want to beat each other with all my strength. Maybe we try our best to split it. We lost the first time. On the second trip, we shouted the slogan "one, two ... one, two ..." Sure enough, our class won. With this experience, we also won the third time. Finally, we beat Class 8 and entered the semi-finals. In future competitions, we also beat Class Six in this way. But we lost to Class Two and won the runner-up.
But we still won, because we proved that we can do it by strength. This tug-of-war will be imprinted on my mind forever. I will never forget my first tug-of-war in Yangzhen Middle School.
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