Excellent composition of a tug-of-war contest 1 This afternoon, the sound of reading in the school was not lang lang, but waves of cheers. It turns out that this is a tug-of-war competition for all fifth-grade students on the playground. Our class made it all the way to the finals. The final opponent is Class Five (2). They are both strong and clever. They are really terrible enemies!
"DuDu", with a whistle, the first game of the final began. I saw that the players in our class got up their strength, one foot next to the other and pulled back hard. The other side is not easy to provoke, but the players in our class still pull the chain on the rope out of our bottom line. Yes, the national flag won.
Then, the second game began. Just then, the other side became fierce, and the chain kept wandering in the other side's territory. The other side's cheerleaders shouted, "Come on." Students in our class also shouted: "Come on". But soon, our team was defeated.
With everyone's tenacious struggle, we finally won the game. Unity is strength!
Sweat and smiling faces flow on our faces, and honor is passed on to everyone's heart. Although the sports meeting is very tired, everyone is very happy and happy.
A tug-of-war excellent composition 2 Today, we had a tug-of-war in physical education class.
After class, we came to the playground, and all the students rolled up their trouser legs. Some tied their shoelaces again, and some moved their hands and feet there. Everyone is very nervous and excited.
When the teacher was the referee, he stood in the middle and shouted, "Take your positions!" " "We immediately picked up the rope, stood on our feet and fell backwards. Both hands are ready to work hard, just waiting for the teacher to give the order. After a while, the teacher gave the order of the game. " Du ",the whistle sounded, and everyone immediately pulled the rope to their side. I also tried my best to pull the rope. People on our side are pulling hard. The rope was pulled by us bit by bit. Our feet are retreating bit by bit. Our bodies lean back. Pull, pull, the red cloth tied in the middle of the rope is moving towards us bit by bit. Ah, it's almost there, we're going to win! At this time, the other side suddenly launched a counterattack, and we were caught off guard and pulled them back. The footsteps are also chaotic. At this time, the classmates next to us immediately shouted and told us to work together according to his orders. We tugged at the rope together with his command. It worked. The rope gave us another pull. The other side did not show weakness, but also United under the command of another person and pulled the rope hard. Now the two sides are evenly matched. Pull the rope for them later. The red cloth in the middle of the rope moves to our side for a while and to the other side for a while.
Some students standing on both sides are cheering for us, while others are working hard for each other. With the encouragement of the students next to them, both sides pulled the rope harder. The other party didn't know what was going on, and suddenly increased the intensity of the attack, and the rope was pulled by the other party. Ah, no, the red cloth strip was quickly pulled to the middle by them and was about to cross the line. Our cheerleaders shouted, "Come on! Come on! As long as we are United, we can win! " Hearing these words of encouragement, we became more energetic and pulled the rope towards us together. At this time, the other party was in a state of confusion, and we immediately took the opportunity to get up the courage to cross the river. "good! We won! "
At this moment, the bell rang and we reluctantly returned to the classroom.
On Thursday, our school held the annual sports meeting, and I participated in four events. Among them, the most unforgettable is the tug-of-war competition.
Tug of war is a collective project. The teacher selected 20 boys and 20 girls from my class, and I was among them. We have a game with Class 4 (3), and the students are all gearing up and ready to show their talents. It seems that a fierce battle is inevitable.
As soon as the referee blew the whistle, we stopped as hard as we could. In the first game, we United and beat Class Three. Then, we beat Class 7, and finally, only our class and Class 2 were left. Speaking of Class Two, that posture is really scary! There are two fat people in front, two fat people in the back, and the whole class is fat. I will definitely win-I think so. At first, Qi Xin and I worked hard together to pull in one direction. I feel a little numb in my hands, but I bite my teeth and pull hard, and my classmates seem to be all excited. Let's work in one direction, here we go! We won! Although I won, my classmates' strength seems to be running out and my feet seem to cramp, but I can't help it. There is also a game. The decisive game has begun. I grabbed the thick rope tightly, stood on tiptoe and leaned back ... The two sides were deadlocked, and the red sign was almost motionless during this time. There was silence on the playground. Suddenly, I felt that long rope was coming towards my class step by step, and I felt a burst of joy ... but at this time, the morale of my class seemed to be a little slack, and the originally quiet stadium was boiling again. The students outside the stadium broke the silence and shouted "Come on, Class 4 …" and "Come on, Class 4 …". I don't know whether it is the power of shouting or the magic gained by Class Four (Class Two). The red sign left my class and slowly walked to Class Four (Class Two). I saw that the students in our class were like drunk, turning left and right, on the verge of losing their manners. In this way, the rope was dangling, and the atmosphere on the field was tense and intense. The shouts of cheering classmates are intertwined with our slogans, and the whole playground is boiling. I gritted my teeth and pulled hard, but all I saw was the rope slipping and my feet slipping. I hope? Looking at the sun in the sky, I closed my eyes and tried my best. Suddenly, somehow, the rope suddenly lost its balance and slid straight in the direction of Class Two. The referee's whistle interrupted the crying.
Alas, Class Four (Class Two) won.
After the game, many students cried, but I didn't cry because participation is the most important thing! Besides, we did our best. The most important thing is to find out the gap between yourself and others, so as to surpass others and remain invincible forever!
On Monday morning, Mr. Wu informed us that our class would have a tug-of-war with three other classes in the last class in the afternoon, and all other students could watch it except the players who participated in the competition. Hearing the news, all the students were ecstatic and spread their hands like a group of happy bees flying around in the air.
We finally look forward to the last class in the afternoon. We lined up neatly and went to the playground under the guidance of the teacher. The other three classes also came to the playground. After a while, the game will begin. First of all, Class One, Grade Five and Class Four, Grade Five compete. At first, I saw the last student in Class 4 put the hemp rope on his shoulder and pulled it back hard. I thought it goes without saying that Class 4 won the game, and Class 4 really won the game. In the second game, Class May 4th defeated Class May 1st in the same way and qualified for the finals.
Now it's our class's turn to compete with Class Five and Class Three. The playground began to turn from low tide to high tide. Cheers and shouts joined together, and everyone stamped their feet and shouted, "Come on, Class 5, Class 2! Come on, class 52! " ..... When the athletes heard that we cheered for them, they did their best and won the game at once. My classmates and I jumped up with excitement. The second game is about to start, and my heart is more nervous than the players, because this game is the key to the final and the outcome is crucial. With this in mind, I hope I can go up and contribute. The game started, because the students shouted loudly just now, and their voices were a little hoarse, but we still insisted on cheering for them enthusiastically. All the players worked hard and finally won the game. Ouch! This game cost us a lot of money! It's so rare, I'm really proud of the players in our class!
The final has begun. In the first game, we easily won Class May 4th without blowing off dust. In the second game, maybe our team members were so tired that Class May 4th won at once. The exciting moment has arrived. The third game is a game of life and death. The playground immediately entered a white-hot state and the game began. I saw the students in the first two classes fixed there like nails, but I still secretly exerted my strength. All the players in our class gritted their teeth and pulled back hard, and the other team showed no weakness. The two sides are almost indistinguishable. I saw Han's face in our class flushed bright red and his head was sweating like beans. It's not hard to see how hard she worked, and she really tried her best to suck milk! With the joint efforts of classmate Qi Xin, our class finally won the tug-of-war competition.
In this tug-of-war, although my voice is hoarse, my heart is full of sweetness, because this game made me understand that only the spirit of unity and cooperation can overcome all difficulties!
A tug-of-war excellent composition 5 Today, the sixth class was changed into an interesting tug-of-war that everyone expected. Our class played the first game with Class 224.
I walked confidently to the rope, had a rest, and was about to grab it and pull it out. I stood on the seat and grabbed the rope. There is only one voice: "Ready, go!" Both sides pulled hard, only to hear the voices of cheerleaders on both sides getting louder and louder, and my hands were red and irritable by the rope. At this time, the red towel in the middle came to our side, and our confrontation with 224 won.
After that, we will compete with another class. In the top three competitions, our opponents are very familiar. Ah, isn't this the old rival who won our competition last time-Class 222?
My heart is slack, what should I do? If you lose, you won't be in the top three, and the consequences will be unimaginable. I walked to the rope and grabbed it carefully. "Ready, let's go." We began to retreat hard at the back and tried our best to feed. Suddenly, the good and evil of a pair of black and white angels appeared in my mind. The black angel said, "It hurts so much, it is better to have a rest and let the students behind dial." Then the envoy retorted during the day, "What if you insist? This will give us an honor and pride! " I listened to the words of "Day Messenger" and pulled back two sets with a hard blow. I have a proud feeling in my heart: "We are in the top three!" " "Teacher Xiao said excitedly," As long as we persist, victory lies ahead. "On Friday, we will compete with the first, second and third place.
Although I am very tired now, my hand hurts. But there is a feeling of pride in my heart.
You see, all the students in our class are depressed and listless. Want to know why?
The thing is, it's our class's turn to tug of war in the second class this afternoon. We came to the playground to compete with Class 6, Grade 4 in our class. At the beginning, 15 students who participated in tug-of-war in our class were full of confidence. Let's take a look again. None of the students in Class 6 15 who participated in the tug-of-war competition were as fat and strong as our class. We didn't agree. But at the beginning of the game, the rope in our class seemed to have legs and went straight to Class 6. Many girls in our class, including Chinese teachers, are "cheerleaders". But the last six classes were stained with light.
In the second round, the two sides changed places. At the beginning of the game, our class was just one o'clock and was pulled by the other side. "Try harder, and we will be there soon," I silently read to myself. "Great, great." A cheer came into my ears. We won! My heart is filled with the joy of victory.
This is the last round, let's fight to the death! "Go!" Cried the referee's PE teacher. "Pull, pull hard!" I hold the staff in my hand and read it silently in my heart. Every time the rope of our class runs to Class 6, I can't help but want to help our team, but I finally stopped, because I know that every classmate and teacher present really want to help, but if they really help, the victory will be false. There are rules everywhere. If you don't follow them, you will be eliminated. Our class lost. Some students cried, but I learned a lot from it. I didn't cry, because crying is useless. If I lose, I won't win.
This tug-of-war competition is like what our Chinese teacher said: "If you can't afford to lose, how can you win!"
Today, I saw my classmates playing tug-of-war. I thought they had a good time, so I took part in the tug-of-war competition.
The first tug of war, we were all exhausted. At first, the other side was very strong, and we fell behind at once. When we tried to pull it out, their feet stood still and there seemed to be glue on the soles. We all fell down at last, and our strength was reduced by more than half at once. As soon as the other party pulled out, we withdrew more than half of it, and then the other party kept pulling and pulling. At the last minute, we began to resist, and the other side was dying. We are very attractive. Later, they pulled it, too, and so on and so forth. I don't think this will work. We made great efforts to pull it up and put all our energy into breastfeeding. Later, the other party released their hands one by one, leaving the last one. They tried their best, and he tried his best to suck milk. But he didn't pull much, and then we all used less energy. Later, we all used less energy, and later we won. Why did we win? Because every little makes a mickle, our little strength, every little makes a muckle, and then we won.
We won this time, and I think unity is strength.
When the long river of time flows slowly, I recall, recall ... many beautiful moments flashed in my mind, fleeting, but only one lingered in my mind forever.
It was a summer, and all our grades held a competition. We were assigned to take part in the tug of war. The teacher selected 20 strong students, and the PE teacher also taught them some knowledge of tug-of-war. In this way, they entered the stadium with the hope of our class.
The first game was between us and Class 3, Grade 5. Under the command of the PE teacher, Class Three, Grade Five pulled hard. But our Class Five is not a vegetarian, and HongLing in the middle is motionless and as heavy as iron. At this time, our cheerleaders, led by xu teacher, shouted, "Come on, Class 5, Five Years! Five classes in five years will win! " The students who are tug-of-war have greatly increased their morale when they hear our cheers. I saw HongLing in the middle moving towards us bit by bit. The students in our class breathed a sigh of relief when victory was coming. When they were ready to pursue victory, they were taken advantage of by Class 3, Grade 5, and HongLing returned to the middle, which worried our cheerleading classmates. I saw Xiao Li, a classmate in our class, bending down, holding her breath and holding the rope with both hands. Even though her hands were red with the rope, she didn't hesitate at all. He gritted his teeth and stared, and the sweat on his head kept falling to the ground like broken pearls. But his feet did not move at all, and they were firmly fixed to the ground like roots. He pulled as hard as he could! At this moment, the rope made a hissing sound, as if it were about to break the next second. Our cheerleaders "waved cards and shouted", but United as one. Finally, with the concerted efforts of our Qi Xin, HongLing moved to our side little by little, and almost, we seemed to see the dawn of victory. At this time, the students assembled and stamped their teeth. Oh, yeah! We won! The students embraced each other and danced happily.
In the second round, our class missed the first place because of physical exhaustion. But we are not discouraged. As the saying goes, failure is the mother of success. Next time, we will work harder to win the championship.
This tug-of-war is very fierce, which tells us a truth: learn from a candle instead of a thousand eyes.
Tug-of-war 9 Spring has come, sunny in Wan Li and clear in Wan Li. The grass sneaked out of its little head, sprouted new buds and blossomed. One day, when we returned to the classroom after doing morning exercises, the teacher came in and told us a good news. She told us mysteriously: "Students, tomorrow we will go to the suburbs to tug of war." Hearing the news, the students all jumped with joy.
The tug-of-war began the next day, and the teachers said to us, "Please pay attention to safety, friendship first and competition second." Then she gave a whistle. Everyone in our group tried their best, and the players blushed, gritted their teeth, dragged the rope and fell backwards, clinging to the rope and not letting go. Our fierce competition attracted many spectators. Some of them frowned and looked very nervous, while others kept cheering and shouting happily. All the audience at the scene are cheering for us. At this time, two special audiences came, namely two birds in the sky. There are two birds singing in the sky, as if to say, "Come on, children! Come on! " The little red flag in the middle of the rope, pulled by the efforts of our two teams, turned left and right for a while ... finally, we persisted in the end and won, and each of us smiled happily.
This is a fierce tug-of-war!
Excellent composition of tug-of-war 10 The playground is filled with tension. In front of the tall and burly Class Six (Class One), we felt the pressure of doing nothing. It's our girls' turn to play. We cheered and encouraged each other, and our eyes shone with perseverance.
As soon as the whistle sounded, I clutched the rough hemp rope and pulled it back desperately. A group of girls are not fuel-efficient lamps, and they have great strength. We failed soon, but everyone didn't give up. I saw the front sweating like a pig, and stepped back step by step. Liu Zhiqing advanced a lot before the battle and never relaxed. The naughty red scarf turns left and right, which makes people very anxious. Boys and cheerleaders are cheering hard, and some people are anxious to come and help. This is a protracted war. The girls in Class One seem a little tired. The red scarf slowly slid towards us. Everyone seems to feel the power from each other's toes. They tried their best to retreat, and the whistle sounded. We girls won! Like an atomic bomb suddenly exploded, the whole class immediately boiled, everyone hugged, screamed, cheered and jumped ... everyone's face was filled with joy.
Next, we can't slack off, and there is a boy's game, with a proud and confident smile on our face, which seems to have a chance of winning.
The whistle sounded and the girls in Class One resounded through the sky. Oh, that's not bad. Of course, we are not to be outdone. "One, two, one!" The sound of our refueling immediately covered Class One.
The boys blushed one by one, gritted their teeth and clung to the rough hemp rope. Everyone is very excited. I saw Liu Yifeng, a "Thanos", with a tight face, five senses huddled together, leaning back, trying to pull the rope back. The veins stood out on his forehead suddenly and violently, gritting his teeth and holding the hemp rope hard; Li Yifan's face turned purple, and big beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. Wang Hongzheng adjusted his posture, and his glasses slipped to the tip of his nose, but he couldn't pull them down ... The tense smoke filled the whole playground, and the red scarf slipped to our side. Zhang Siqi play it by ear, skipping, exhausted whole body strength, screaming, his face flushed bright red. After the pressure, the boys took advantage of class one to relax and dragged back. The victory belongs to us again.
Joy blooms in our hearts, and the heavy stones that weigh on our hearts are also smashed. Friendship first, competition second. Seeing a class of students with dark clouds hanging over their heads, we hurried to send comfort and share our snacks with them. We once again tasted the joy of sharing.
In fact, the best thing in the game is not the result, but the process of fighting together and shouting together, and the experience of fighting together. So as long as you work hard, winning and losing are all unique rainbows in your heart.
Excellent composition of a tug-of-war contest 1 1 Extracurricular activities in the afternoon, and the wonderful tug-of-war contest is about to begin. All the contestants are full of energy and look like they are sure to win. The playground was full of gunpowder before the game started.
Our opponent is Class Five (4). The tug-of-war personnel held a long rope tightly in their hands and stood on both sides of the substation, their faces tense.
"DuDu"-With the referee's whistle, the game began. The playground suddenly boiled up, and the voices of refueling and cheering became one. The players stood in a "bow" step, their toes pressed against their heels, their bodies leaned back, their hands were like handfuls of pliers, and they clung to the rope and pulled back desperately. From a distance, they are like two dragons robbing for treasure. The players looked at each other, gritted their teeth and blushed. Everyone tried their best to pull each other over at once. HongLing in the middle of the rope turns left and right for a while. At this critical juncture, the cheerleaders cheered harder for the players and said, "Five (3) Come on! Five (3) wins! " Resounded through the sky. Although the players in our class are exhausted, hearing the confident cheers of the cheerleading team immediately ignited the indomitable flame inside. The players seemed to be endowed with great strength and pulled back hard. This long rope related to the honor of our class has finally been pulled a lot. "We won!" The athletes hugged each other and cheered.
Through this competition, we believe that "unity is strength" is an eternal truth and inspires us to forge ahead.
On Friday afternoon, the air was fresh and the sun was shining. We held a tug-of-war between Class 42 and Class 4 1. The rule of the game is best of three games. Players from both sides stood in their respective teams, and with the physical education teacher's command: "Get ready, the game begins", the two sides began a fierce battle. Liu Zihao of our class stood at the front of the team, only to see him exert all his strength, with his right foot forward, his upper body leaning back, pulling the rope back with both hands, then yelling at him and gritting his teeth, as if to say, "Victory belongs to us." I also tried my best to pull back with the team members, only to see that the students were riveted, some were flushed, some were blue in the forehead, and some were grinning. The center of the rope moves slowly towards our class. When we saw it, we were very proud. Just when we were complacent and relaxed, the other party seized the opportunity and took the opportunity to pull hard on their side. The center of the rope suddenly moved to their class. In this way, our class lost the first game.
I sighed and said, "We really got off to a bad start! The teacher saw it and quickly came over to us and said, "Don't be discouraged. Winning or losing is a common occurrence in military strategists. Believe in yourself and you can do it. "After listening to the teacher's encouragement, we suddenly came to the spirit and were full of confidence. After a short break, the second game began. " Failure is the mother of success ",we learned the previous lesson, and we all riveted our strength, holding the rope tightly with our hands, leaning back and pulling back with all our strength." At first.
The center of the rope moved to our side for a while, moved to their side for a while, and went back and forth, but we kept pulling hard. Gradually, the center of the rope slowly moved to our side. We saw it, and we didn't even dare to relax, so we pulled hard to our side. The cheerleaders in our class also shouted "Come on, come on", which greatly increased our morale and strength. Finally, we finally won the first place. Then, the third game began. Because we won the last game, our morale is high and we are more United. So we won the third game as easy as blowing off dust We won, and we cheered. In this way, the tug-of-war ended in laughter. Through this tug-of-war, I understand the power of unity. As long as we think and work together, there will be no insurmountable difficulties.