That day was the last sports meeting in our primary school, but we didn't have any confidence because we didn't strengthen our practice at ordinary times. Now the fire is imminent, and the students participating in the competition are depressed like eggplant beaten by severe frost. At this time, the teacher seemed to see our thoughts. She swept away the seriousness of the past and said with a smile, "Don't worry, classmates, we must have confidence. Remember, self-confidence is the first step to success. Start practicing. " "The narrow road meets the brave and wins!" At this point, we can only throw caution to the wind. We agreed with the teacher and decided to sharpen our knives at the last minute before the game. The athletes rolled up their sleeves and trouser legs and practiced long ropes on the sidelines. "One, two, one, one!" The slogan echoed, and unconsciously, we raised another level. Then, we changed our previous malaise and went to the stadium with confidence.
The students who shook the rope grasped the rope tightly with their hands and shook it hard. It was very rhythmic when they got up and down. Eight students jumping rope stood on tiptoe, silently shouting slogans and jumping neatly. Under the blue sky of "brush, brush, brush", we carefully drew a rainbow. The teacher led the students to shout for us, and the crisp and neat slogan inspired us like the horn of the charge.
The rope is shaking faster and faster, just like a rapidly spinning wheel in the distance. At this time, my heart jumped up and down like a rabbit. I calm myself down and comfort myself constantly. As long as we work hard, it will be the best to beat ourselves, even if we lose the game, we have a clear conscience.
"Last minute," the referee said mercilessly. We couldn't help but get nervous, lost our feet and tripped several times. We gave the teacher a look of help and a little apology. Unexpectedly, the teacher gave us a trusting smile and encouraging eyes in return. We smiled awkwardly and jumped up again.
In the end, we lost, but our hearts were sweet, because we got the trust and support of our teachers.
The colorful six-year primary school life is like a starry sky. The past during this period is the stars in this vast sea of stars, and this game of the sports meeting is undoubtedly particularly dazzling, and it will shine in my memory forever.