Go ahead.
Put all your hopes
All spilled on this dozens of meters runway.
Fill it up with oil.
Put all the sweat
They are all in this tunnel of more than ten meters.
One, two, three jumps!
jump
After a powerful run-up
You jump in the air
Suddenly-
You spread your powerful wings.
And then—
There will be a distance that belongs to you
No matter far or near
It is the elegance of youth.
Win or lose
It's a moving melody.
Curved high jumper
You jump.
Leave a beautiful rainbow
That colorful color
It's your bright smile.
perhaps
That's a perfect parabola.
That unified scale
Everything is under your control.
Maybe it's wandering DNA.
The meaning of life existence
Describe it in detail by you
To long jumpers.
Run-up, trampling, flying and landing
Beautiful arc
Slim figure
Sweep sb's eyes
Step in the bunker
Go to victory!
High jump and life goals
On the bunker in the corner of the playground, a bamboo pole stands quietly on two wooden shelves. In the southwest corner seven or eight meters away from the bamboo pole, an athlete stared at the bamboo pole with deep eyes, gently pushed his right foot back and began to run upward. Gradually, the speed increased. About two steps away from the bamboo pole, he pushed his left foot hard, and then his right foot was lifted. Then the whole person crossed the bamboo pole and landed easily. The bamboo pole is still lying quietly on the wooden shelf. He succeeded. This height is only the lowest height he jumped, just like the one set on his life path.
The bamboo pole rises slowly and the athletes pass by again and again. Every time the bamboo pole is lifted, the athletes have to pay more sweat. Yes, there is no royal road to life. If you want more success, you must pay more sweat.
Run, Run —— Dedicated to the 3000m Athletes
Run!
Be chased endlessly
The end is still far away
a little scared
But there is no reason.
With each other's heavy breathing
Lose consciousness gradually
wing
Like a feather duster
Feathers but can't fly.
weary
Cann't stop
Run! run!
To1500m athletes.
Do you feel the scorching sun?
That is the blessing of the scorching sun.
Do you feel the colorful flags flying?
That's the cry of colorful flags to you.
People's eyes
This is what people expect of you.
Blessing is by your side.
Shout in your ear
Hope is in your heart
Praise the 5000-meter athletes
You are greeted by a 5000-meter runway.
What awaits you is a long journey.
Go ahead bravely, warriors.
Don't be afraid of the strength of your opponent.
Your opponent is only yourself.
Go for it bravely.
Five thousand meters is nothing.
Your sweat will be rewarded.
Tears of victory will flow down your cheeks.
Autumn wind will cheer for you.
The sunshine will celebrate for you.
Applause is about to ring for you
Praise the 3000-meter athletes
You are the heart of the playground, beating your dreams;
You are the spirit of a long way, the glory of inspiring people;
You are the ones who can get off at the meeting!
The wind cheers you up, and the clouds cheer you up.
Firmness, persistence, patience and hope,
Condensed in the middle of the extended white runway!
Strength, faith, struggle, struggle,
It's getting brighter at the distant finish line!
The strong voice of the times is ringing at your feet.
Love to fight will win-for long-distance runners.
Watching your footsteps getting heavier and heavier on the court,
The words of encouragement before the game have become pale and powerless.
I only have silence at the moment,
I can only pray and bless you silently in my heart.
Knowing that 5 thousand meters on the field is your limit,
Why do we have to take the challenge without hesitation?
I think because the finish line is a brilliant milestone,
It is engraved with the notes of vigorous youth-
Love to fight will win.
Praise long-distance runners
You are dashing in the sports field,
You fight hard on the playground.
Facing the long journey,
You didn't fear or flinch.
Let the sweat wet your back,
Let fatigue crawl all over your body,
You're still trying to catch up,
There is only one goal,
There is only one belief.
For the honor of the class,
Strive hard,
Let me shout for you!
shot-putter
Take the shot put, you have a plan.
It's a little heavy, but it's a little hard.
It is the true nature of people, lofty sentiments.
With a howl, I saw the shot put fly out.
Oh, great, I cheer for you.
I'm proud of you.
shot-putter
The shot put was thrown from your hand,
Draw a line in the air,
Beautiful parabola.
The shot put goes through the air,
Fell down on the field,
Leave a beautiful mark.
Every time you throw,
Are all expressions of passion;
Every time we land,
This is the result of hard work.
Arc shot putter
A beautiful arc crossed my eyes,
I can't help thinking.
This wonderful arc
How much hard sweat has condensed,
Endless arc, how many eager expectations have been placed.
It's so natural and perfect,
No regrets, only a wonderful experience.
I want to keep you forever.
Let my heart print an arc.
shot-putter
Holding a heavy shot put in his hand,
Your hope is focused on that shot put,
Your ideal,
Gather all your strength and push your ideals forward.
Push out hope,
The shot put sparkles in the air,
Ideals shine in the air.
arrow
You are like an arrow full of power.
Trigger effect
You pull the bow from the bow.
Fly out
Although the momentum of the arrow
It is short-lived.
Although your momentum
Only 100 meters or 200 meters.
But you completely ignored it.
For those expecting eyes
In order to complete the task
Like an arrow.
Fly towards the target
A tense moment
On the 100 meter long straight.
A group of people are standing.
With a command
Everybody down together.
Then there was a gunshot.
In an elegant manner
And the shouting outside the stadium
Like an arrow
At this time, the air froze.
Until ten seconds later.
Win or lose
200-meter run
200 meters in this short span of tens of seconds.
Your charm, your pride
All sprinkled on this red sports field.
You are like a running horse.
Take a powerful step.
Open your strong arms.
soldier
Powerful you rush to the finish line
For sprinters
At the command, a sword left the string and rushed to the finish line.
A cry, a refueling.
There are waves in my heart.
When I crossed the finish line,
The white line was knocked at the foot,
Your glory will remain in everyone's heart forever,
Your charm and elegance will remain in everyone's heart forever.
Just over ten seconds.
I'm too focused and nervous,
I looked at the finish line and was ready to go.
Just waiting for that clear shot,
I am like an arrow that leaves the string and flies away.
With the shouts of everyone,
I will be braver and run hard.
What makes me most gratified is that,
It was applause when crossing the line,
And the joy of standing on the podium.