Essay on the third set of radio gymnastics for elementary school students 5

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That, you're from Central Elementary? We're going to write yes too. It's not the same school.

Key words: Contest 3rd grade 300 words.

Word Count: 300 words essay.

Broadcast gymnastics competitions.

On Thursday, our school held a radio gymnastics competition, and the scene was so intense!

The rostrum was full of the host and judges, and the students in the audience were happily competing and preparing to participate in the competition. The competition is conducted in the order of grades 1 to 6. There are three competition venues, and the sports committee of each class draws lots to choose the competition venue.

First of all, the first-grade students competed, only to see them walk with firm steps, neatly walked to the competition venue, we were really envious, the audience resounded with the applause of the students, and shouted "Come on!"

Finally it was our turn in class, and my palms were sweaty, but I clenched my fists, looked ahead, and swept the classmates next to me with my peripheral vision, keeping the queue neat, and looking at the rostrum with wide eyes. The performance began, the students in the audience cheered, and we were doing radio gymnastics with confidence, and we were all full of desire ...... right

After the results of the competition were announced, I was very sad to learn that our class did not win the award. However, we are determined to train hard and win a prize in the next competition.

This afternoon, our school held a grand "New Year's Day" trillion loss radio drill competition, at 12:40, we lined up in a neat line, with the "Athletes' March" step by step to the playground, sat down in the designated position, in order to achieve good results, we all put on school uniforms and shoes that are all withered, Mr. Pan also specially prepared a headdress for our girls.

The competition began, and the first grade debuted. It was our turn to play in the second year (4th) class, and we first lined up in front of the third floor of Lao Sen Choi Cave, and then walked to the competition venue step by step according to the instructions of the leader. In the sound of radio drills, we concentrate and do every action seriously.

By the time of the third quarter, I was a little nervous because I slapped my leg and kicked it wrong, which affected the performance of the whole class.

The game was over, and we walked out of the field in a neat line.

After a while, the results came out and our class scored points and came in third. It's not a good result, but we've worked hard.

Competitions Each of us has one thing to remember: maybe it's a good deed. Maybe a win in a game :

Maybe it's what you hear, maybe it's what you see, maybe it's what you experience, it's all a sign of our life on this path. A few days ago, the Haimen City Radio Gymnastics Competition made me have another street sign on the road of my life.

It was an exciting day when you think about it, and the weather was wonderful. The sky is cloudless, and the sun's warm rays shine on the earth, which is also the rarest sunny day of autumn. We ushered in the annual Haimen City Radio Drill Competition.

At 9:30, the voice of the physical education teacher came on time on the radio: "Please prepare for each class, the game will start immediately." As soon as the words on the radio fell, we lined up in the corridor of the building with lightning speed, ready to go.

Five, four, three, two, one. "Launch. I don't know which naughty ghost whispered, we thought it was funny and wanted to laugh, but a glare from the teacher made us swallow the laughter that "ran" to our mouths. We were in full good shape when we were playing.

Run, walk! As soon as the sports commissioner shouted, we lined up in a neat line and trotted forward.

The third set of elementary and middle school students broadcast gymnastics, hoping that the sails will start now. As soon as I heard this, I was 100 percent energetic, stretched out my hands as straight as a steel pipe, and made every movement steely and powerful. Even those who usually do the movements are as weak as cotton flowers, and they do every action impeccably.

I looked around carefully, and ah! What a spectacle it was! Thousands of students in the school are doing neat broadcast gymnastics.

Even the first-year students did an amazing job. Like a shower, it's a hurried applause: like thunder, it's a loud command:

Like a whirlwind, it's a waving arm: like a frog, it's a neat footstep: like a firework, it's a dancing red scarf.

Every movement we make is full of power, and every movement is so neat, as if only one person is doing it.

I was distracted and almost reversed my movements, glancing at the judges upstairs, her daylight shining straight into the center of the playground, and I was relieved that she didn't care about us. Although the judges didn't notice my mistake, I couldn't calm down when I was nervous, and the rest of the action was not as smooth as the previous one......

The game was finally over, and I let out the other half of the breath that I had been holding in my heart. Then, we lined up to say goodbye to the playground in the exit**.

On a sunny afternoon, the playground of Pixian Experimental School resounded with the beautiful melody of bala ballad. As far as the eye can see, I saw nearly 400 students wearing white school uniforms, lined up in a neat line, dancing with the beautiful ** and cheerful drums, which is the scene of the second semester of the third grade recess gymnastics competition.

As early as two years ago, Pixian Experimental School reformed recess exercises, from doing radio gymnastics like other schools to dancing and bala together. Bala Bala is a dance that originated in Japan and was originally meant to express the graceful gesture of the leaves falling from the trees. Dance is based on hand movements, and it is a dance with a great degree of freedom.

This dance is suitable for elementary school students of our age. Half a month ago, the teacher told us that in order to improve the quality of recess exercises, the school decided to hold a bala bala dance competition for all grades. After hearing the news, the students were ready to win the first place in the grade, and in order to achieve this goal, the students practiced hard every day in their spare time.

I remember one afternoon, when the sun was scorching, we were still practicing dancing on the playground as usual, and in weather like this, even if you stood still under the scorching sun, you would sweat, let alone dance under the scorching sun. The students were sweating profusely, but they didn't complain.

Finally, the exciting moment came, and I saw that the students were in high spirits, easily stretching out their left hands to rise and fall, and stretching out their right hands to do the same action, and their feet were still shaking. The faces of the students were flushed, which showed that everyone was very engaged and serious. Occasionally, some students may be too nervous and do the wrong moves, and the pace of dancing slows down, which brings interference to the neatness of the class team.

We all secretly prayed in our hearts, hoping that the judges didn't see it, but it still didn't help. As a result, our class was relegated to second place by a narrow margin.

Although our class did not win the first place in this competition, through this competition, I found that every student in the class loves our class very much and cares about the honor of our class. With this spirit, I am confident that we will be able to take the first place in the future competitions.