Today is the opening day and the last day of our school sports meeting. Running the 200-meter and 60-meter races in all grades is the moment I have been waiting for for for a long time-the 60-meter mixed relay race for boys and girls in grade six.

However, I just want to hum a tune while eating milk and bread, and leisurely lean against the tree to cheer for our athletes. Who knows, Qiang Qiang flew to my side and said, "Stop eating, lest you can't run away in the future." I was taken aback and almost choked and asked, "What? I didn't run again. Why should I run? . "Qiang Qiang replied," Fat man didn't come today and asked you to take the class instead. " I said excitedly, "Oh, the hero is finally useful!" " After that, I packed my things and followed them to see Teacher Xie.

The game is about to start. Line up first, men left and women right, ready to fight. Yangmei is the best, but she has been playing cool there-playing with sticks. As the next best thing, I always advised him to say, "Stop playing, wait a minute, and finish the first follower. How do you play? " He hung his head in shame. At this time, everyone is full of confidence in victory. Bang. One. The athletes of Class Three all flew out. Oh, no, Yang persisted for a second, which is excusable. However, when the girl over there took the stick, she actually lost it. We missed another big step. What shall we do? We are not discouraged. For the sake of that big hole, the people behind us ran hard, but class one also lost a stick. Our three classes are simply driving side by side, and the sound of "refueling" in the class is one after another. At the last minute, Liao Tao, the main player of Class Three, rushed to the finish line ... Class Three was better, and won the first place, and our class was second.

We, the second place, have a little regret, but we left our laughter and Hanshui on the sports field forever.