In order to celebrate the arrival of June 1, the school specially held a grand tug-of-war competition. The students were ecstatic when they heard the news.

Hurry 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.

At first, the scene turned from low tide to high tide, and the cheers and stamping of the students merged into one, and finally came to our class. Male students immediately went into battle, stood up, posed in a "I" shape, put their feet on their feet and hooked their feet; 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. The victory is imminent, and Class 6 15 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/kloc-class 0/5, while we were not paying attention, came a sudden "attack" This time, it can make us dizzy and wobbly, as if we had drunk ecstasy. The red scarf is getting closer and closer to each other. What should I do? Some teachers around encouraged us to cheer for us, and the students began to calm down and cheer up. The cheerleaders also cheered for us: "Come on, 16 class, come on ……" Listening to the cheering sound of the cheerleaders, we suddenly felt full of energy and pulled the rope back hard. The red scarf slowly leaned over to us, "Win!" We cheered.

In the second game, because the students were too proud last time, the whole army was wiped out. The same is true of the third game.

At this point, we didn't lose heart, because we tried our best. Therefore, we should also shout for our victory: "Ah! We "won" ... "This kind of voice is also the voice of victory and unity. It, echoed in the sky for a long time.

Ah, what an exciting tug of war. It not only makes our friendship deeper, stronger and more United, but also brings us unparalleled happiness and unparalleled …

On Friday, our fourth grade held a fierce tug-of-war on the playground.

On the playground, the students' cheers and stomping are integrated.

With the eager anticipation of the students, the competition is about to begin. Athletes of all classes threw themselves into battle with high spirits. They squared up and stared at the team, clutching the hemp rope with both hands like iron tongs, just waiting for the referee to give the order. When the whistle sounded, the students tried their best to suck milk and try to pull back like a bullfight. Some students have tight muscles and prominent tendons, and soon sweat seeps out of their faces. 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! " Not to be outdone when the other side saw the bad situation, with the support of their own cheerleaders, their own players also tried their best, some drummed their cheeks, and some shouted 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! " The cheerleaders shouted for us rhythmically, and our players seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Red tape is moving towards us bit by bit, and it is useless for the other party to work hard. Who knows that we pushed too hard, and the rope was suddenly broken, and all the students fell to the ground. The worst thing is me, because I was the last one, and my classmates all pressed on me, almost squeezing out all my lunch.

We won the first game, and the students applauded each other regardless of the pain in their hands.

Knowing that the other side was not satisfied, they asked us to play one more game with them, and we readily agreed. I thought to myself: I'll drag you here right now to see if you're still convinced. Hey! Who knows that the other side played a shameless trick-the whole class played together, so we lost a game. However, the game they won was disgraceful.

I think: you don't have to win the game, it's better than friendship, spirit and style. That's all that matters.

An unforgettable tug-of-war

Yan Boxuan, Class 1, Grade 4, Minzu Street Primary School, Fuxin City, Liaoning Province

Time is like a raging 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.

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.

At first, the scene turned from low tide to high tide, and the cheers and stamping of the students merged into one, and finally came to our class. Male students immediately went into battle, stood up, posed in a "I" shape, put their feet on their feet and hooked their feet; 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 time, it can make us dizzy and wobbly, as if we had drunk ecstasy. 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 do we male students want to win, but also female students 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 the strength of female students is useless and does not persist, so the strength is 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, what an exciting tug of war. It not only makes our friendship deeper, stronger and more United, but also brings us incomparable happiness ... Agree with 358|