"Come on!" "Come on!" There were cheers from the playground of the locomotive factory primary school. What's going on here? It turns out that our class and Class Two are having a fierce tug-of-war competition.

The game adopts the calculation method of best of three games. Before the game started, I looked at the people in Class Two. They were all big. At this moment, my heart was half cold, and I thought, finished, our class will definitely have no chance to sing. This game is hanging! At the order of the referee, both athletes backed away desperately. The two sides are evenly matched, and the red sign is sometimes left and sometimes right. I have goose bumps all over. Suddenly, the red mark moved to our side. I was glad to see the victory waving to us, but on the way, the red label was stopped by the students in Class Two. No, we must win. Thinking of this, I shouted: "Come on! Come on! " Qi Xin, Qi Xin's classmate, worked together and finally won the first game. We jumped with joy.

At the beginning of the second game, my heart was like fifteen buckets of water-seven up and eight down. At this time, the teacher said to us, "If we don't win this game, we will enter the deciding game. We must win this game! " I thought to myself: we must decide to be Kun in two games. I shouted again: "The students in Class 4, Grade 5 are invincible, come on!" I saw our team members pull Class Two upside down with no effort.

We won! Li Hao and I hugged and jumped up, sharing the joy of victory.

Chapter 2: Unforgettable tug-of-war competition

"Yes, physical education class!" Who is shouting? Oh, it's my classmate We are going to hold a tug-of-war with the students in Class 2 (4)!

Get my class and Class 2 (4) ready, and wait for the referee to give the order, and the tug-of-war will begin.

"Take your positions-get ready-let's go!" The referee shouted at the teacher and we set out with all our strength. You see, all my classmates are gritting their teeth, blushing and shouting "Come on"; As for the students in Class Two, sweating like a pig, shouts of "Come on-"and "Come on Wow" resounded through the campus. "click-""hey, what's that noise-""hey! Come on-"Class 2 (4) students shouted," Pull-hey, lost! " "Yeah, I won!" My classmate shouted. "Hum, that's because the sound of the rope scared us!" "That's it!" "One more game!" "One more game, one more game. What's the big deal? "

"Take your positions-get ready-let's go!" The referee gave the order and we started again. (King China)

However, in less than forty seconds, there was a "crack" on the rope, followed by a series of "ouch" sounds. You must have guessed, the rope is broken! It turned out that because of carelessness, two of the three hemp ropes were broken after the first round, which was much weaker. So the second round 140 people got it all at once.

Oh, this is an unforgettable tug-of-war!

Chapter III: Fierce tug-of-war competition

This afternoon, we will have a tug-of-war in grade five.

The sunshine in winter is warm, and the students come to the playground. In the center of the playground, a thick and long hemp rope has been laid, lying on the ground like a boa constrictor. The students are very excited. The monitor called the team members and the others were cheering. The students participating in the competition are eager to try and get ready to go.

This game is the best of three games. The first game has begun. This hemp rope is tied with a red rope. There is a crescent-shaped stone under the red rope. Three lines were drawn on the ground, one main line and two boundaries. The referee stepped forward and picked up the hemp rope, and both sides picked up the rope at the same time. "Take your positions, get ready ..." A whistle, "Come on, come on ..." The sound made the audience boil, and the fierce refueling sound was deafening. In a short time, Kang Changjiang, Gao Chen and others clung to the rope, foot to foot and glared at each other. The rope was pulled tightly, and with the cheers of the students, they won the game in one go.

After the two sides exchanged positions, the second game was played. The other side counts the number of people and starts the game. We cheered. After a while, there was a deadlock. The other party took advantage of the lack of strength of our staff and suddenly pulled it out. The deadlock was broken in an instant and our class lost. The third game began, and Class Six was able to cope with it, but the players in our class were exhausted and lost two games in a row.

After this tug-of-war, we know that tug-of-war is a collective activity, which embodies the spirit of class unity and cooperation. Winning or losing is not important, what is important is that we have a heart that dares to fight for wealth! Have a super cohesive heart!

Chapter 4: Remember a tug-of-war competition.

"come on Come on! " There are shouts and cheers on the playground. This is the annual tug-of-war competition in our school.

When the teacher took us to the playground, everyone was shocked. The playground is crowded with people. I saw that the players in each class were gearing up and eager to try, and everyone hoped that their class would win. It is our class's turn. Everyone stepped onto the field with a nervous mood, holding the thick hemp rope with their fists and getting ready. As long as you listen to the referee's command, the game will begin. Slogans and shouts resounded through the sky, and the "Hercules" in our class pulled the rope, blushing and desperately pulling back. We won the first game. In the second game, maybe we were too proud and relaxed to let the other side win in a short time.

Finally, the game that decides the outcome begins. All the boys in our class are desperately retreating. Of course, the girls did not show weakness, blushing like ripe apples. I saw the rope turn left and right for a while. It's hard to say what the result will be. Teachers and cheerleaders are like ants on hot bricks-running around in circles, only to see beads of sweat running down the players' cheeks. We took out our "secret weapon": shout come on, "come on! Come on! " The sound was deafening, and the confidence of the players in our class increased greatly. Only the teacher "tooted" and the game was over. "Our class won! Our class won! " Some students sang, some students jumped up, and some students cried excitedly. Cheers are getting louder and louder, and the whole playground is boiling.

In this tug-of-war, I realized a truth: "Unity is strength." We will never forget this seesaw battle.

Chapter 5: Remember the tug of war.

Ding ... The students' favorite news came from the loudspeaker of the school: "Please ask the class teacher to organize the students to gather in the playground." The students rushed out of the classroom after hearing the information, only to see the teachers standing next to a thick rope. "ah! It turned out to be a tug of war! " The students were ecstatic. The team was arranged, and we began to warm up under the guidance of the teacher.

The game started, a class stepped onto the "battlefield", a student stepped off the stage, and everyone's mood became more and more tense. It's finally our turn to fight the fourth grade. Although I am petite and lovely, my strength is not small! I grabbed the rope hard and leaned towards our side bit by bit, not daring to slack off. At this time, my team members are also struggling to pull. At this critical juncture, we let our opponents eat a "dog bite the mud". Unexpectedly, we won, and everyone danced with joy!

The second game has begun. Compared with our sixth-grade brothers and sisters, the atmosphere of the stadium is getting more and more tense, but we are not weak. We tried our best to pull the rope and fight for each other. The cheerleaders next to them also shouted with great momentum. My nervous heart is about to jump out. Their eyes were wide open, full of worry and surprise. They are afraid that we are not rivals and will easily lose to those "Hercules". Although we all tried our best, our class finally lost the game because of the disparity between the enemy and ourselves. The students suddenly looked like frosted eggplant-faded. One by one, listless, dejected and depressed, they returned to the classroom. However, we are still happy, because we all know that it is not terrible to lose the game. The terrible thing is that we can't face failure.

As the saying goes: "Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb." I think: As long as our whole class Qi Xin works together and works hard, we can get another kind of success and joy.

Article 6: An exciting tug of war.

Recently, our class and Class 3 (2) held a tug-of-war competition. I gained a lot in this tug-of-war competition.

Look, the athletes are on! I saw my classmate Xiao Yang suddenly take off his clothes, take a deep breath and stare at each other. He's so proud! It seems that he is going to explode with all his strength. Xiaoji dumped her pigtails and is still so brave. She is a little timid at ordinary times. I saw that she was full of confidence and didn't give up at all. All the cheerleaders couldn't hold back, and some shouted, "1 class will win!" " "Others shouted:" Come on! Class three (2)! "

At the beginning of the game, I saw the hemp rope twitching from left to right, and the athletes showed no weakness and refused to give way to each other. Cheerleading, we are all boiling! Shouts, cheers, cheers intertwined, deafening, resounding through the sky. The red cloth in the middle of the hemp rope touches everyone's heart. The players are full of energy here and go all out there. My heart is pounding in my throat!

We are so nervous that we sweat as big as beans and our eyes are as big as eggs, for fear of missing a key shot. I saw Xiao Xu, a classmate sitting in the first place, clutching the rope with both hands, and his steps were tandem, like nails nailed to the ground. He leaned forward as if to devote all his strength to the rope. He blushed and stared at each other with clenched teeth, as if to say, "You are going to lose!" " "He sucks milk with his strength. He is really the invincible Hercules in our class! Xiao Yang, who came last in my class, suddenly had a brainwave and thought of a good idea. He wrapped the rope around his waist and pulled it back with all his strength, haha! The feet of several members of the "enemy" began to move towards us disobediently.

We began to prepare for the final decisive battle, and the voice of refueling sounded again, just like an exciting labor slogan: "Come on, 1 class), 1 class, invincible!" This cheering sound seems to give the players endless strength. At the most critical moment, when we assembled, the other party finally couldn't hold on, and let go at once, throwing Xiao Yang upside down. But Xiao Yang doesn't care. He jumped up and shouted happily, "Hey! We won! Oh yeah! " People in our class 1) also cheered. We all rushed up and hugged them. Everyone threw Xiao Yang and Xiao Ji high, which made them laugh.

Through this tug-of-war, I once again understand this truth: "Unity is strength." This also gave me the courage and confidence to overcome difficulties, and I will never forget this tug-of-war game.