Composition 1
Looking forward to the stars and the moon, I finally look forward to the annual tug-of-war competition. The playground is very lively, and the students are full of enthusiasm and ready to show their talents.
The first contestants are our Class Two (1) and Class Two (3). The teacher asked us to stand on both sides of the rope first, hold the rope with both hands and touch our feet. "Shh-"With the whistle at the beginning, the game officially started.
I saw the students in our class leaning back, their feet bent into lunges, their hands clutching the rope tightly, rolling their eyes and blushing. Look at Class 2 (3) again, not to be outdone. Their hands are like a pair of pliers, holding the rope tightly. The red sign on the rope sometimes goes to the left and sometimes to the right. At this time, I struggled to retreat with all my strength. Two birds twittered as if to say, "Come on! Come on! " "Shh-"With the whistle, Class Two (1) won.
The students cheered at once. The playground echoed with our laughter for a long time.
Composition 2
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.
Composition 3
This afternoon, our Class 5 (2) and Class 5 (1) had a fierce tug-of-war on the playground.
Before the game, I saw that both players on the court were nervous. The members of each class are holding their feet in front of the students behind them, clutching the rope tightly, and pulling back to prepare for the battle. "Du-"whistle sounded and the game began. Our cheers suddenly sounded on the field: Come on, come on ... Look! The students in our class grabbed the rope and pulled it back hard.
Gradually, gradually, the red line moved to Class 5 (1), and my heart became tense. But at this moment, the players in our class somehow have the power to pull the red line, and I am very excited. At this time, the whistle sounded again, and we heard the referee announce that our class had won the first game.
Then, the second game was held in the exchange venue. As a result, our class won. The game ended in laughter. I am happy for the players in our class.