Last Friday, May 27th, a fierce basketball game was held in Grade Six of our school. What is the form of this basketball game? Next, let my little guide take you back to last Friday, that exciting moment! Please come in, and you will soon see an exciting moment.
That day, when Mr. Gu stood on the podium and said, "This basketball game is a round robin, and men and women each choose 6 people and 3 substitutes." The whole class immediately changed from a quiet room to a noisy vegetable market. But this incident makes the boys in our class very happy. Usually I just play basketball on the basketball court and don't want to have classes! Today they can finally show their talents.
You see, the boys are eager to start before the game. Time flies like an arrow, and it's time for the game in a blink of an eye. With a whistle, the game began. The first is the girls' competition, 6 1vs6 2. I saw that our team member Wang and Shao Yueyang cooperated very well. In a short time, our class scored 4 goals and got 8 points. Suddenly, everyone shouted. It turned out that Class 3 was about to pitch, but our team member Shao Yueyang stopped it. Look! I saw her jump lightly and catch the ball. Shao Yueyang passed the ball to Wang, who threw it out. The ball really listened to her and went in. In the end, our class beat Class 6.3 by 10: 0. The boys' competition here is also over. The boys lost to Class 6.5 with 1 1: 18.
In the afternoon, the girls won three games in a row, but the boys didn't get a good result and lost three games. However, as long as everyone tries their best.
Through this competition, I learned the power of unity and a truth, that is, friendship comes first and competition comes second.
The sixth grade composition 2 of the competition finally lasted until the afternoon.
We came to the game site. I saw a big, thick rope on two white lines in the middle of the playground, and a red cloth was tied in the middle of the rope. Whoever can pull the red cloth on the rope over the white line at his end will win. Before the game started, the atmosphere on the field was tense. The sweat on the students' foreheads, like pearls with broken lines, fell on them one by one. "Du-",the whistle sounded and the game officially began. We are uncompromising. Everybody back off as hard as you can. Although the sweat keeps dripping down, they still have to stick to it. The players' hair feels wet, as if it had rained, and they are really sweating. Their eyebrows are almost knit together. Stare at the red cloth. Feet stick to the ground like pillars. Some players have worn out their hands, but they still don't let go and bite their teeth. The red stripes move to our side for a while, to the other side for convenience, and to our side for a while. Cheerleaders are cheering for us loudly. Gradually, gradually, the rope moved to the other side and we couldn't pull it back. We lost.
Change venues and fight again. This time, we learned a lesson: We must not despise each other, but Qi Xin must work together with Qi Xin to pull the rope together. This time, Wang Qiang shouted out this song. After a few minutes of fighting, we finally won.
At the end of the game, the other side refused to accept it and asked to fight again. The teacher said, "Let's play tomorrow."
Today the weather is particularly sunny, and the deep blue sky is as blue as washing. The sun is warm and the breeze is blowing gently.
The campus is crowded with people, and the students are happily watching a special tug-of-war competition.
Just listen to the radio: "Class One, Class Two, Prepare for Tug of War!" Under the command of the team leader, the players of both sides immediately entered the designated position on the field. They pulled up their posture, grabbed the thick and long hemp rope with both hands, nailed their feet firmly to the ground, and leaned back badly, waiting for the order. As the cheerleader of Class One, my heart is pounding and I am really worried about our class.
At this time, the starter proudly waved the flag, the crisp whistle hissed, only to hear the sound of "Nan", the hemp rope was pulled straight, and the gongs and drums outside the venue suddenly drummed and the shouts tightened. At first, the strength of both sides was relatively balanced, and HongLing in the center of the rope just swung around the center line. After a while, HongLing walked slowly to Class Two, where the audience shouted louder and louder. My heart is about to jump out and I can't wait to run over and help.
I jumped up and waved and shouted, "Class one, come on!" Add-oil! " Suddenly, the morale of our class members increased greatly. They all held their breath, flushed and tried their best. See HongLing coming to us again, Class Two is in a hurry! I saw several big players screaming proudly like angry lions, but they didn't cooperate well, their strength was uneven, and the hemp rope swayed from side to side. Our team members seized the opportunity and shouted loudly. With the help of Qi Xin's Qi Xin, HongLing of the rope crossed the line. We danced and danced. We were so happy! Then, we switched venues, played another game, and finally won Class Two 2-0.
Tug of war is so interesting! We were immersed in the joy and joy after the game.
Campus life is colorful. Look, the annual gymnastics competition has begun.
The rule of the competition is that the whole class should participate, and the content of the competition is the total score of the two groups of recess exercises to determine the ranking of the whole class.
The first to appear is the first-grade children. I saw them all wearing clean and tidy school uniforms. Hold your head high and March into the competition field with neat steps. The one-year-old child is led by the class teacher. One by one, high spirits. After entering the venue, I followed the teacher's command to do various actions: stand at attention and be at ease. Turn left, turn right. With the music playing. Their gymnastics moves began. In a short time, the one-year children's competition ended in applause.
Time flies. Two years, three years, four years, five years, the broadcast has come out, the students of six years are ready, and your game is about to begin.
I immediately pulled myself together and walked into the meeting with the password. Senior students are organized by the Sports Commission to participate in the competition. Our sports commission is particularly handsome today, and a fit school uniform adds to his charm. The students are full of energy. Take part in this competition with confidence. Because the teacher was mobilized before the game, we represent the collective honor. Because of this belief, everyone works very hard, even Li Zhiqiang, who is always slack in practice, is very serious. He weighs 200 Jin and jumps with difficulty. Today, he also tried to suck milk ... Jin Yulin's shoes didn't fit, and he fell off when he walked. She insisted on wearing socks to perform ... the voice of the sports commission was a little hoarse, but she still insisted on shouting the whole set of movements.
After a short rest, the final result of the competition came out: our class is the highest score in the whole school. I saw the teacher quietly wiping away tears, and I saw the students jump up and laugh. ...
I will never forget that wonderful exercise.
Today, the teacher said, "Let's play games again!" " What are you playing? Everyone is puzzled. The teacher seems to have guessed everyone's thoughts and said, "I'm going to play arm wrestling today." "ah!" Everyone shouted, "Great, I'm going to try it. I'm too weak to do it. Let me see their performance first. " Everyone is talking about it.
"The rules of the game are like this," the teacher said slowly. "Both of them are pulling their wrists with their right hands, and their left hands are not allowed to help. The winner will enter the next round. Next, I declare the game started! Who will come first? " "I'll come, I'll come!" Some students shouted. The first players are Xiao Chen and Xiao Wang, both of whom are strongmen in the class. The teacher stretched out his hand and said loudly, "Go!" They all blushed, puffed up their cheeks and gasped gruffly. Sometimes they fall into the hands of Xiao Wang, and sometimes they fall into the hands of Xiao Chen. Everyone squeezed a cold sweat for them, only to see Chen Xiao shouting "Ha!" Xiao Wang's hand was immediately pressed down. "This little Chen Shengli!" When Chen Yi heard this sentence, he immediately shouted, "Yes." Xiao Hang who appeared in the next game and Xiao Chen who won the last game. The two of them played a few jokes easily before they started. Xiao Hang tried his best to overwhelm Chen Xiao's hand on the table, but Xiao Chen pressed Xiao Hang's hand tightly on the table with little effort.
"Chen Xiao won the game again. He is really a Hercules. " "Yes, yes!" Everybody say. This is what Xiao Wang and Xiao Hang said: "It seems that we need to practice our hands!"
Hearing this sentence, everyone could not help laughing, and the happy time ended in such an atmosphere. ...
The competition for the sixth grade composition weekend came again. On Saturday morning, I went to attend interest group activities. During the break, I watched a wonderful game.
The game has already started. The first game is the confrontation between Hu Jing and Jiang Mingyuan, two "Hercules female generals" in our class. I saw two "female generals" right hand to right hand, trying their best to compete with each other. Because the two sides are at the same level, neck and neck. Hu Jing's two big eyes stared at Jiang Mingyuan without weakness. From Hu Jing's eyes, I seem to see an infinite force being released from her. Jiang Mingyuan doesn't seem to care, still smiling, completely unaware of the tension of the game, which makes my worry redundant.
The fighting consciousness of both sides is particularly strong. Hu Jing, in particular, is like a big, red apple, with sweat oozing from his head and the veins standing out on his hands. We cheered for Jiang Mingyuan, but she remained as cool as a cucumber. I feel not only my hands are shaking, but also my heart is beating violently. Obviously, Hu Jing came to the competition with a winning heart, while Jiang Mingyuan was much more relaxed. I don't know how it turned out. Anyway, when someone's wrist is "tilted" by the other side, we onlookers bite the bullet and hold our breath to cheer her up.
In this way, the game lasted for five minutes, but the two sides were still tied. So, the "host" announced that the two sides had a draw. The two players breathed a sigh of relief and returned to their seats to have a rest.
What a wonderful game!
On Friday, our school held a special activity-self-care ability exhibition. Our sixth grade showed the skill of nailing buttons.
The game is about to start, and we are sitting on the floor waiting for the fight. "Go!" When teacher Bao gave the order, the students began to work at once. The first step is to thread the needle, which depends on skill and luck. I took a sip of the thread, aimed it at the eye of the needle and stabbed it quickly. The thread passed through the hole, and I was as excited as if I had won a medal. The first level is over, and now I want to attack the second level. I pressed the button on the cloth, the needle shuttled between the buttons, and the needle and thread were sewn tightly on the button to form a cross. Then check that the reverse side forms the shape of a small fish. The first button has been made, now it's time to nail the second button. I picked up the thread and aimed it at the eye of the needle, but it didn't go through.
Thread is like a naughty child jumping around the eye of a needle, just like you are playing hide and seek. I just didn't go into that damn hole, and suddenly I became impatient, like a fire burning. I tried to calm down, took another sip of thread with my hand and put it on. Everything comes to him who waits, and I finally put the thread through the eye of a needle. The fire in my heart was put out in an instant, and the calm heart made my next steps go very smoothly. Nailed two buttons, I quickly stood up and raised the trophy. Looking around, I see that some students have also completed their tasks, some students are trying to thread the needle wholeheartedly, and everything is going on step by step and in an orderly way.
I silently cheered for my classmates, and finally the whole class finished the button nailing competition. I am proud and proud of all the students in our class!
On a hot Sunday, Mr. Fu from Tongxing Composition Park sent a short message saying, "We are going to hold a recitation contest this afternoon." After reading this short message, I thought: Reciting is not my strong point. What should I do? I rummaged through all the books at home and tried my best to find a good article-Love in the Three Gorges.
Before the competition, the students selected five students as judges. The competition began, and all the students took courage and stepped onto the platform with confidence. Among them, Luo Jiali came to power generously. Her standard pronunciation, loud and vivid voice, seems to bring us into the story of "Golden Goose". Her wonderful recitation absorbed the audience. When she stepped down, the audience applauded like thunder.
Then, Yang Liguo took to the podium in fear and trembling. Because he didn't read the article well, he was so nervous that he hesitated. Many places stopped, but when the bombs sounded everywhere, he insisted on memorizing the article. At this time, the applause of the students rang out from the audience.
It's my turn to play, and I can't wait to get on the podium. At first, my palms were always sweating, and I was very nervous. I think the classroom is quiet enough to hear my heartbeat, but I still have the courage to recite the Three Gorges.
In the end, Luo Jiali and Ouyang Wenjing tied for the first place, but I was ranked second with 48. 1, which is very regrettable.
When I got home, I told my mother the process of the game in detail. My mother comforted me and said, "As long as you are brave enough to participate in the competition and gain experience and knowledge from it, this is the most important thing."
96 1 Children's Day is coming, and all the students in Class 2 and Class 6 of Pengxi Town are excited to participate in the Children's Day competition of the whole school.
First of all, the first time was the new Young Pioneers' joining ceremony. Next is a thrilling tug of war. First, let's compare Class 62 with Class 6 1. Everyone in our class is full of energy: everyone is full of energy. Our cheerleaders have been cheering for us because they have the support and encouragement of their teachers. We are all very energetic. Very temperamental. When the whistle of Mr. Zhong, the referee, sounded, we all pulled hard. In the end, many things happened, and we finally won. We all got together to cheer for the next game.
Later, compared with the champions in Grade Five (Class 52), we were most worried about not getting them. However, we all looked very energetic after the high-five by the monitor Wu Changhui. Before the game started, we thought: There are 18 students in their class and only 15 students in our class. Although there are many students, we can still win! This is our idea. . The game started, and our cheerleaders cheered for us around us, making us even more proud. What we will never forget is the support and encouragement of our head teacher, Mr. Hong. Although we lost the game, we don't regret taking part in it, because we may just want to experience the fun.
As long as we do one thing, we should not regret not doing it well. Because participating in the competition is to experience the happiness!
Believe that victory will always belong to you! ! !
This afternoon, our school held a long-awaited tug-of-war competition.
Teacher Lin eliminated 12 students and made them cheerleading. The rest went to tug-of-war, and I joined in. We successfully passed the preliminaries and entered the finals. Our class sat on a stone to rest, watched other classes tug-of-war, and learned their valuable experience.
We have been waiting for a long time, and we are a little impatient. Looking forward to the stars and the moon, it's finally our turn. When I picked up the rope, my heart was pounding like a rabbit in my pocket, and I was very nervous.
The game has begun. Everyone stood and looked at each other. Both sides hold the hemp rope tightly like iron tongs, just waiting for the teacher to give the order. When the whistle sounded, we gritted our teeth and pulled hard this way. The red sign in the middle was like a cradle, and it reached their side at once. The cheerleaders next to us are cheering for us, and even Teacher Lin is cheering for us! We tried our best to pull the red label to our side at once and finally won! The cheerleaders were so happy that we threw down the rope and cheered happily.
At the end of the game, we faced the powerful Class 3 (10). They are all very big, and the students are very nervous. As soon as the whistle stopped, the playground suddenly exploded, and cheers and cheers became one. We tried to pull the rope this way bit by bit, but the naughty red label didn't feel sorry for the "familiar" students in our class at all, and jumped to Class 3 at once (10). As a result, our class lost.
Although our class lost, the tug-of-war left a deep impression on me.
In the second class on Tuesday afternoon, the teacher came into the classroom with a smile and said to us, "Boys and girls, there is going to be a tug-of-war in the school. Who wants to participate, please raise your hand! " As soon as the teacher's words fell, I raised my hand excitedly and shouted, "Teacher, I want to attend!" " "
I'm looking forward to it, finally. On the day of the game, we lined up neatly and walked to the game site. The teacher asked us to do warm-up exercises first, and then explained the essentials and rules of tug-of-war competition to us. The referee gave the order and the game officially began. The students clung to the rope with both hands, their left legs bowed, their right legs straightened and their bodies leaned back, all of which made them eager to eat milk. The muscles in our hands are tight, the hairs on our arms are straight, and our hands are marked with red marks by ropes. Our eyes have been fixed on the red scarf, expecting it to come to us.
But because I didn't master the skills, I lost the first game.
Seeing that we were all depressed, the teacher smiled and encouraged us: "Students, failure is the mother of success. We still have two chances. Don't be discouraged! As long as we are United, we can win. "
The second round began, and this time we learned the lesson from last time. Everyone mustered all their strength, and Qi Xin and Qi Xin joined forces to pull the rope towards us. At this time, Lala also shouted: "5 1 class, come on!" ..... "Hearing the shouts of our classmates, we became more energetic, and the red scarf slowly moved to our side from the middle point ... Finally, our class won the championship in this competition.
Through this competition, I understand a truth: Qi Xin works together and perseveres in everything to achieve results!
Today, Mr. Mao said that there will be a final exam for skipping classes in sports activities class. The students jumped three feet happily. In the sports class, the students came to the playground in neat rows.
The game began, and the small audience sometimes praised it and sometimes expressed their opinions. Now that the selection is over, it has entered the girls' final.
The young contestants are full of energy and eager to try. Really heroic. Under the command of teacher Mao, the students jumped up quickly and steadily. I saw the ropes in their hands flying like colorful rings. When the rope landed, it made a "bang, bang" sound from time to time, and the ground rolled up with dust. The shadow of the rope is dazzling. Look! That's Zhang Chi, a veteran of our class. The rope kept flashing from the soles of her feet, and she danced lightly like a swallow. Her feet are almost suspended in the air, and I can only see an arc-shaped white line. "... everyone cheered and shouted for her:" Come on, Zhang Chi, Zhang Chi, come on ... "Sure enough, she lived up to expectations and won the first place in the women's single jump. The students were all surprised.
Next is the men's singles final, and the male students go all out to be outdone. Some students can't help admiring, some students are discussing who will win, and some students are cheering for the players.
Students know how to cheer, form a cheerful symphony, and float over the campus.
In my mind, I remember when I was in the fourth grade, I held a tug-of-war competition.
In the first class that afternoon, all our teachers and students lined up on the playground. Neatly, from the first grade, I went outside to hold a tug-of-war competition on the playground.
When we came down and sat down, the game began! From Class 1 (1) to Class 1 (3). After almost half an hour, it was finally our turn. We play against Class 4 (2). When calling our class, my deskmate's nervous hands shook at the same time. X X (sorry, can't reveal privacy) pretended to be calm and boasted, "What are you afraid of? We will win!" " Actually, I also saw her hands shaking.
We went on the field, I probably did well, and started to pull into the station! Both sides are pushing hard, and the rope goes east and west for a while. There was a moment of silence on the field, and even the sound of leaves falling to the ground could be heard. Everyone on the field is staring at the bright red scarf on the rope, not knowing which side will win.
When we were about to pull the rope across the red line, the other party suddenly pulled the rope back. Suddenly someone among us shouted, "Come on!" Then we also shouted slogans: "Come on, come on, one, two, one, two, come on!" ……"。
Suddenly, the rope crossed the red line and an avalanche of applause sounded. Unfortunately, applause does not belong to us. We were happy, but at least we tried our best.
I am very happy in this contest, because we all worked hard and didn't sweat for it.
On July 18, my mother signed me up for a swimming class under the guidance of other students' parents.
The swimming address is behind the Golden Ring Hotel, which is an open-air swimming pool where many children and adults play, train and compete. Those children all swim well and have beautiful movements. I couldn't wait to jump. The coach said no, let me warm up in shallow water first, and then the coach gave me a floating board to teach me how to make feet and hands. First, put your feet together, second, separate your calves, third, push them out hard, and fourth, put them together. The coach kept shouting 1, 2, 3, 4, and I knew it. The coach let me swim in the water.
As soon as I heard that I could go into the water, the students next to me jumped into the water like crazy. As soon as I saw them all jump, I was also infected by their rhythm and jumped into the water. After getting into the water, the coach divided us into groups and let us have a game. I am the second in our group. When coach Di whistled, the "boss" arrows of the two groups of players flew out. I followed the "boss" without relaxation. After dozens of seconds, I finally swam 25 meters, but we didn't dare to rest at all, for fear that the other side would catch up. So, we kept swimming and finally swam 50 meters. When I arrived, I turned around, and the players behind me rested for a few seconds at 30 meters. We lost the game because of these seconds.
But instead of blaming each other, we comfort each other, because we know that failure is the mother of success. As long as we work hard next time, victory is ours!
A few days ago, our school held an unprecedented chorus competition. The whole class did their best and paid off, ranking third in the school. We cheered for it and the students were ecstatic.
It was very cold on the day of the game, but my enthusiasm for the game was not blown away. We were very nervous at the scene because it was the first time to participate in the chorus competition. At that time, I heard Class Six (1) preparing lessons, and my heart beat so fast that I seemed to hear the heartbeat of my classmates next to me. I am the commander of our class, and I am more nervous than them. I don't even know how I got onto the stage when I think about it now. All I remember is that my arm started to move when the music started. As the music goes up and down, my command becomes more and more powerful. At present, I like conducting. Unconsciously, it was over, and we returned to our respective posts, waiting for the results to be announced. The result was 9.63 when it was announced. We are extremely happy to hear the result. We never expected to get such a high score. But the sixth grade worked hard. Class 6 (3) scored 9.72. I am sad. However, we are satisfied and we are still very happy.
After returning to class, the students applauded themselves. Our class is excellent. This game not only shows the unity in the class, but also exposes our shortcomings. We need to refuel and work hard. I really want to compete again, cover up our shortcomings, show our best side and get a high score. In short, we should cheer for this competition, be proud of this competition and be proud of Class 6 (1).