Tomorrow is the sports day, and the homework is to write two essays to support us 4. More than 70 wo

To the athletes.

On the starting line, you're lined up.

Toned muscles contain explosive power.

There is confidence in the determined gaze.

The gun went off and you started a short journey.

Straight runway.

There is your solid footprint.

Not far from the end.

It will leave you with the sharp back of your sprint.

To the referees A good start is half the battle, but you, the referees, are the key to getting to the finish line.

Your fairness is the foot we use to walk;

Your patience is a step we have taken;

Your seriousness is the path we have walked.

The balance of justice shows your integrity and selflessness.

Let me say it again, please

Referee teacher, you have worked hard!

The autumn wind blows, the war drums beat, and the puppets 4, (2) who are you afraid of???

Can it work???

In the golden autumn of October, the osmanthus is fragrant, and we ushered in the annual school sports meeting. Colorful flags fluttered on the playground, the sky was cloudless, and first the drum and bugle corps blew and beat into the venue, and then the athletes of each class circled the venue. The athletes of each class shouted the slogan of their own class, cheering for themselves, the principal made a congratulatory speech for this sports meeting, and the director announced the opening of the sports meeting - "I wish all athletes good results in this sports meeting."

This was followed by cheerleading performances. The cheerleaders, dressed in red, stood on the green lawn, like small flowers fluttering in the breeze.

Wang Ye from my class rushed forward and finally won the first place in this project.

The women's 400m is about to begin, and the Games are making final preparations. As soon as the guns rang out, the athletes were off the starting line. Tong Xin, the general of my class, was in the third place, and my classmates were very anxious and shouted desperately

My classmates cheered happily.

The most exciting event was the women's 4 100m relay on the second day. 4 generals in my class: Lu Yi - women's 100m champion; Tong Xin - women's 400m champion, 200m runner-up; Li Xin - women's high jump champion, 200m champion; Wang Ye - women's 50m champion, long jump runner-up.

With such a strong combination, the champion is definitely their pull.

In the miscellaneous men's 1500-meter run, when the first place had crossed the finish line, the last place, that is, Yang Shuheng of my class, was still nearly two laps away. Although his results in the competition are not very good, his willpower is very rare. He finished the race, and instead of getting cheers, he was ridiculed, mocked for his disgrace, mocked for not having the power to race, and laughed at the ...... gap between him and the othersI think it's ridiculous to laugh at Yang Shuheng!

They don't have the guts to run 1500, how can they be qualified to criticize others? Sports are all about participation, so why focus too much on results? The process is the most important and exciting, isn't it?

Yang Shuheng, the person who gave up halfway through the cotton team, looked so tall.

This school sports meeting brought us a lot of joy, but also brought a lot of inspiration.

Today the school holds a sports day. When the first rays of the morning sun hit the playground, the campus began to boil. The opening ceremony of the Games kicked off the two-day Games.

After the opening ceremony, it was time for the competition. The first event was the sprint, and the referee gave the order for the race to begin, and the athletes rushed out like arrows off the string. With the cheers of their classmates, they did their best to rush to the finish line.

Suddenly, the sound of cheers and cheers resounded throughout the playground, especially when the finish line was approached, and the cheers were even higher and higher. There was also the men's 4 x 100 meter race, and I saw that the runners of all classes were already standing on their respective tracks, ready to start at any time, and the athletes of my class were also on the track. The cheerleaders of all classes were not idle, and they put on a good posture and were ready to cheer up the mobilization.

With a bang, the starting gun went off, and the athletes flew out like arrows off the string, and the first runner in my class started to run to third place and first place.

The first and second athletes quickly passed the baton to the second athletes, and the second athlete did not know what happened today, and gradually fell behind, and our hearts also rose to our throats. When the second baseman passed the baton to the third baseman, my class had fallen to the end, and although the third baseman tried his best to catch up, he still couldn't catch up with the strong opponent, and the baton was passed to the fourth baseman, which was also the final sprint, and the last baseman was trying his best to catch up with the two people. I felt it in this sports meeting:

Only with participation can there be experience, and only with experience can it bring fun and interest. Experience the joy of cooperation and feel the essence of sports in a happy experience.

Help write an essay on "Our School's Athletics Day", requirement: 800 words.

On Thursday of this week, our school hosted its annual Winter Athletics Day. In the morning, the students came to school early, everyone was very happy, some talked and laughed, and some still held cheerleading sticks in their hands, to celebrate the sports meeting, and also cheer for the athletes in their own class. On the inner playground, I saw some students running, some chasing, and some ...... long jumpThe project plan of this track and field meeting is:

25-meter round-trip, 50-meter, 100-meter, 200-meter, 400-meter, relay, ball and tug-of-war. The most exciting of these projects are the 50-meter run and tug-of-war. At nine o'clock, the sports meeting officially began.

The athletes all participated in their respective competition programs according to the procedures of the competition, and the students who did not participate in the competition went to the competition venue to cheer for their classes. At ten o'clock, the exciting 50-meter run kicked off. It was our turn to compete with the third class of the sixth grade, the first class of the sixth grade, and the second class of the sixth grade.

I saw that the three athletes took off their coats, prepared for the action in front of the track, and were eager to try, just waiting for the referee to give the order. Our sixth-grade cheerleaders were in high spirits, holding their sticks high in their hands, holding their breath and waiting for the referee's divine order. Hearing only "all in place", "ready", and "run", the three members of the movement rushed out of the starting point like arrows off the string.

Their arms kept swinging, and they galloped forward like horses, with the words "Come on! Come on! With a shout, the leader of the athletes in the first class of the sixth grade was ahead, and he was only one step away from the finish line.

Suddenly, he slipped and fell, touching his leg in pain. The eyes of his classmates were on him, he touched his legs, stood up resolutely, gritted his teeth, and limped past the finish line. At this time, the audience burst into violent applause.

In the afternoon, the tug-of-war competition was about to start, and our class competed with the second class of the sixth grade. The students scrambled to sign up with the teacher, who chose twenty "Hercules", ten boys and ten girls. The students who were not selected showed a frustrated look on their faces, but then picked up their cheerleading sticks to cheer for their class.

On the field, I saw forty "strong men" holding the same big rope, with a red scarf tied in the middle of the rope, the referee stood in the middle, the two homeroom teachers kept explaining to the players, and the students watching the game were waiting anxiously on both sides, and some kept pointing with their hands. With the referee's order, the players on both sides pulled hard to their side, some of their faces were suffocated, like a fever, the cheerleaders were strong, and the hands were wide and waving the cheerleading sticks, and they kept shouting "Come on!" Come on!

I saw the red scarf in the middle of the big rope to the left and to the right, and after a few rounds, finally our class won, and everyone had a smile on their faces. After the hard work of the athletes, this winter track and field meeting was a complete success!

Blessings for the Games.

The annual sports boom is coming again! This is your moment, as a sports-loving person, I am always bless and look forward to you! Your sweat is sprinkled on the runway, watering the flowers of success to bloom.

Your laughter is flying in the arena, and you are the best for the class. Run, chase In this vast field, you are like a horse and an arrow from Xuan. Run, chase, you are stronger than a tiger than a leopard.

You are waving your arms full of strength, and you are watching the solid ball turn into a beautiful arc, and I really admire you in my heart, and you throw your best.

A small wooden stick on the sports field connects unity and friendship A small wooden stick transmits courage and strength A small wooden stick interprets struggle and hard work Come on! Let this exciting moment always reverberate in our hearts!

Since you choose to step on the runway, it is a choice. Leaving the starting point is a kind of courage. Galloping on the field is a victory. Athletes, use your strength and spirit to open up a long-distance running world that belongs to you!

The warm sun shone on the field, and the men's group B javelin competition is about to begin. On the field, graceful arcs will lightly cross the sky. The athletes used the javelins in their hands to challenge the distance authority round after round.

The light posture of the javelin in the air is a combination of the athletes' strong strength and skill. Who can win in this fierce competition? Let's wait and see, let's cheer for them!

Only those who combine strength and skill will be crowned with victory!

How many times I sweated like rain, and the pain was full of memories, just because I always believed that I could win by fighting. I always encourage myself, and if I want to succeed, I have to work hard. The blood is boiling in the arena, and the giants are rising in the arena.

Believe in yourself and you will win and work miracles; Believe in yourself, the dream is in your hands, this is your world. When all is over, you will be first. Believe in yourself and you will go beyond your limits and surpass yourself!

The sports meeting is over. Our class finished fourth, and everyone's hard work paid off, but I believe that we can get a better ranking if we work harder. Sports make everyone more united, more collective sense of honor, we cheer for the students who compete, and the students who participate in the competition fight for the class.

Regardless of the outcome, we did our best, we participated, and everyone had a different harvest.

I feel like a kite tied to a rope, trying to fly higher, but being held back by exhaustion. At the end, two of my classmates overtook me and I finished third. Luckily, I did my best for the class.

Next time, I will definitely work harder to win glory for the class again!