Second grade tug-of-war composition 1 "Come on, come on, one two three!" Shouting came from the playground. Hey, what happened? Oh, it turns out that our class and Class 3 (6) are preparing for the tug-of-war competition!
With the eager anticipation of the students, the game has begun! Athletes of all classes are in high spirits and March into battle with neat steps! Our class posed and stared at each other mercilessly, holding the hemp rope tightly with both hands like chains. When we heard the referee's whistle, we tried to suck milk and pull it to our side, just like cows trying to eat grass roots. Some students are nervous, and soon sweat will drip out. Some students have blue veins on their foreheads, but they can still gnash their teeth.
With our unremitting efforts, the red scarf symbolizing victory slowly moved over, and the cheerleaders in our class saw it and just shouted "Come on! Come on! " In this noise, we were full of strength and won the first game! Seeing each other is very depressed, and I have unspeakable happiness!
The second time, we took off our coats, went into battle lightly and won a great victory. At the moment of celebration, the teacher is not cheering, but comforting other students!
I saw it, and a warm current came to my mind. Through this competition, I really realized the significance of friendship first and competition second!
Tug-of-War Composition On Thursdays and Fridays of Grade Two, the school held the 4th Sports Culture Festival, including broadcast gymnastics and skipping rope. Tug of war impressed me the most.
Someone on the field said, "Come on!" Others are saying, "We are waiting for your good news!" Amid the cheers, the game began. As soon as the referee blew the whistle, we backed away desperately. After persisting for a while, we and they were somewhat shaken. However, as soon as we tried hard, they couldn't hold on and soon lost to us. We won several times in a row and entered the final. Just when we were confident that we could win the first prize, the other classmate pulled hard and we lost.
Although we are not champions this time, I realize that unity and cooperation are powerful.
On Friday, there is a tug-of-war in the school. The playground is full of excitement, crowds and cheers.
Before the game, I looked at the players in our class one by one and compared them with those in other classes. I suddenly lost my mind-the players in other classes are all five big and three thick, while the players in our class are all thin and few heavyweight. What can I compare with others?
But the competition still needs to be compared. At first, it was us and Class Three. As soon as the players of both sides grabbed the rope, they both looked at each other with hostile and malicious eyes. I stared nervously at the referee, waiting for the whistle to sound. Although I don't have to worry so much as a cheerleader, I am more nervous than my competitors. "Wow-"A loud and sharp whistle sounded. The crowd is like a gust of wind, and there are bursts of support. I clenched my fist, jumped up and down, and shouted as loudly as I could, as if they would have strength. Seeing the rope moving to the right bit by bit, when the players were dragged to the right like a string of snacks, I was anxious and couldn't wait to jump out and help pull the rope. The players are sweating all over their heads, but their feet are still moving forward, while the players in Class 3 are flushed, blushing and desperate, and shouting hard. I can't help worrying about the athletes in our class: Can they really win?
The contestants stood still, sucked hard, frowned, gritted their teeth and pulled the rope to their side. Finally, at a critical juncture, the situation reversed and the other party became a "snack" that was dragged. Seeing the red rope crossing the line bit by bit, with a whistle, the joy and excitement in our hearts burst out irrepressibly, and cheers broke out on the playground. Especially when we see the depressed expressions of class three students, we are not to mention the pride in our hearts.
Finally, our class won the second place in the competition. This competition made me understand that there are people outside and there are days behind. No matter how good you are, there will always be someone better than you. If you want to win the championship, you must become stronger.
One sunny morning, Xiao Ming, Xiao Lan, Xiao Gang and Xiao Hong went to the lawn to participate in the tug-of-war competition. As soon as they got to the lawn, they saw a white line and a thick rope with a red ribbon in the middle. Before the game, they looked relaxed. Xiao Gang said, "Xiaohong and I are representatives of the red team, and Xiaolan and Xiaoming are representatives of the blue team."
The game started, and all the players pulled the rope to their teams. I saw Xiao Ming of the basketball team staring. Xiao Lan squeezed his eyes and mouth tightly, while the eyes of the red team members were wide open.
Shut up, the blue team pulls the rope to its own team, and the rope moves in its own direction, and the blue team will win.
At this time, the red team members opened their eyes and found that the situation was wrong, struggling to pull into their own team. Now the blue team has no way to compete with them, because they have just exhausted their strength.
In the end, the blue team can only watch the red team win. This game is really wonderful!
This afternoon, our school held a special tug-of-war competition.
You see, as soon as the PE teacher blew his whistle and waved the starting flag, the game began! The students on both sides of the rope clasped the rope with their hands and leaned back. Everyone's little face was red, like a ripe apple. Cheerleading classmates stood by and shouted excitedly, "Come on, come on!" " ! The loud noise attracted the birds in the air, and they flew over curiously to watch the excitement. Tug-of-war students try their best to beat each other. The red bar in the middle of the rope is left and right for a while, which looks like two chickens fighting for a bug. Very interesting. At this time, the class teacher found that although we pulled hard, the movements were irregular. So he shouted, "one, two, three pull!" " Under her command, everyone worked together, and the red cloth suddenly moved towards us. we? Yes! This tug-of-war not only made me exercise, but also made me realize that unity is strength!
On Friday afternoon, we held a tug-of-war competition. I am very excited. This is the biggest activity I have attended since I went to school.
The teacher took thirty of our classmates to the competition. We took a long, thick rope with a red cloth like a red scarf in the middle, and drew three lines on the ground with chalk. The rule of the game is that one side pulls the red cloth across the line and wins.
As soon as we heard the whistle, we pulled hard and shouted one, two, one, one. The teacher shouted to us. We had two rounds of * * * competition. Every round is 2- 1 victory over class 3-3, and the second round is 3-0 victory over class 3-2. We did well, didn't we?
Because we can win only by uniting, and the power of unity is the greatest. Teachers often teach us to unite. As long as we unite, nothing is impossible.
This afternoon, we held a tug-of-war competition in the big playground in the whole grade. Fifteen boys and fifteen girls are assigned to each class. There are only 19 boys among the 50 students in our class, so almost all the boys played except a few thinner ones.
The playground is very lively, and the students who are going to participate in the competition line up on the playground and do warm-up exercises in situ. Students who didn't take part in the competition were talking and laughing on the sidelines, ready to cheer for their class. There are two heavyweight players in our class, both weighing more than 100 kg, so we think we must have the advantage of getting the top three! We jump and jump, eager to try. With the whistle of the PE teacher, the game began! Students "Come on! Come on! Come on! " The cry is deafening! But in a minute, Class Two defeated Class One. Class two cheered. It's our turn to compete between Class Three and Class Two. We arranged the battle formation and put the heaviest classmate at the end. Before the game, we agreed that everyone's ass should fall off and the center of gravity should be properly stable. As expected, we easily won Class Two, and the whole class cheered. We quickly adjusted and confronted Class Four and Class Five again. Although we won five classes in a row, the last ten classes beat us! Maybe we are really tired, maybe 10 class is too strong, and our class finally won the second place!
The competition this afternoon is very fierce. The teacher said that friendship comes first and competition comes second! We got exercise and gained happiness in the activity!
In the second grade, a whistle sounded and a fierce tug-of-war began. Both sides are me, Xiao Ming, Xiao Li and Li Hai. On the other hand, Haoran, Xiaoping, Ocean, Xiao Fang. I saw a thick and long hemp rope tightly held in our hands, and the red mark in the middle shook from side to side, which made all the people watching the game sweat with nervousness. Xiao Li, who is tall and strong, is at the front, Li Hai, who is not tall but strong, is at the back, and Xiao Ming and I are standing around in the middle. Look at our feet again. The foot of the person behind is firmly against the foot of the person in front. "One, two, come on" with the cheerleaders. With the slogan of "one, two, come on", we gritted our teeth, gasped and followed rhythmically.
After a long minute and a difficult stalemate, the four of us finally persisted in the end. The red sign line moved to our side bit by bit, and it was another "beep" whistle. At the end of the game, we won, and the audience burst into thunderous applause, while we lay on our backs and never wanted to move again!
Looking forward to the stars and the moon, I finally look forward to the annual tug-of-war competition. The playground is very lively, and the students are full of enthusiasm and ready to show their talents.
The first contestants are our Class Two (1) and Class Two (3). The teacher asked us to stand on both sides of the rope first, hold the rope with both hands and touch our feet. "Shh-"With the whistle at the beginning, the game officially began. I saw the students in our class leaning back, their feet bent into lunges, their hands clutching the rope tightly, rolling their eyes and blushing. Look at Class 2 (3) again, not to be outdone. Their hands are like a pair of pliers, holding the rope tightly. The red sign on the rope sometimes goes to the left and sometimes to the right. At this time, I struggled to retreat with all my strength. Two birds twittered as if to say, "Come on! Come on! " "Shh-"With the final whistle, Class Two (1) won. The students cheered at once.
The playground echoed with our laughter for a long time.
Today, we tug of war on the table. The tool of tug-of-war is a ruler, and then we sit on the seats. Draw a center line on the table first, and put 7 with a ruler of 15 cm. 5 cm on the center line.
The competition is divided into two groups, each with one person. I saw the situation in the first group. It started as a game between A and B, and B never gave up. He pulled hard and hit one ... The second group was C and D, which didn't move at first, and then C changed hands. He kept changing, and finally his hand was pulled by his opponent as soon as it was released.
The next group is us. I started a competition with my deskmate. I didn't expect the game to start. Before I was ready, my deskmate won. I guess I must be very happy that she won. I was a little sad to see her triumphant expression. If I do it again, I don't think I will lose so fast.
The champions of all groups have come out, and the fierce championship competition is about to begin.
My deskmate also entered the finals, but her opponent was a boy. I think boys will definitely hit girls, right? I'm really right. My deskmate lost to my opponent. The final championship is the competition between grade five and grade three, and the students in grade five won the championship.