Last term, our class and Class 6 had a fierce tug-of-war competition.

On that day, all the students came to the stadium in high spirits and encouraged each other. We must win this game. The game is about to start. The PE teacher asked our two classes to pick up the rope. The students in our class hold the rope tightly with both hands and press their feet against each other, and they feel like winning.

When the whistle sounded, our class grasped the rope tightly and leaned back. Everyone pulled hard with one heart and one mind. At this time, I saw the red scarf tied in the middle of the rope slowly coming towards us, and we saw that victory was in sight. At this time, there was a refueling sound in my ear. With the encouragement of our classmates, we gritted our teeth and held our breath, and finally dragged Class 6 over, and our class won. Everyone cheered, and their faces showed the joy of victory with enthusiasm.

The tug of war is over, and we are still immersed in joy.

Tug of war 300 words Friday afternoon, the school organized a tug of war. After class, the students came to the playground happily.

In a few minutes, the quiet playground became lively. It's finally our turn. All the students are ready to try.

Our opponents are Class Three and Class Two. Teacher Wang asked us to line up from high to low, and with the referee's command, the game began.

I saw our hands in tandem, holding the rope tightly, feet apart, and kicking the ground hard. Cheerleading classmates were cheering for us, hanging on the rope, and the yellow rope came to our side for a while, and then approached each other. We held hands tightly and pulled hard, but the rope didn't seem to work. Although we tried our best, we failed.

Our two classes switched venues, and Miss Wang stood beside the team, shouting "Come on" and giving us instructions. We learned our lesson, looked straight ahead and pulled hard. Even so, we lost again. It seems that our strength is not as good as people! We lost both wars, and when we went to play Class Three, we lost cleanly without any stalemate.

Although we all lost, everyone was not sad at all, but still so happy. It seems that, as Mr. Wang said, although we lost the tug-of-war, we won happily! We all decided to go home and have a good exercise.

An Unforgettable Tug of War On Friday, our fourth grade held a fierce tug of war on the playground. On the playground, the cheers of the students and the sound of stamping feet merged. In the eager anticipation of the students, the competition is about to begin. Athletes of all levels appeared on the field in high spirits. They stood up and stared at the team, holding the hemp rope tightly with their hands like iron tongs. Just waiting for the referee's order. As soon as the whistle rings, the students will suck milk desperately and pull back like bulls. Some students have tight muscles and prominent tendons, and soon sweat will seep out of their faces. Many students' hands were red by the rope, but they still gritted their teeth and endured the pain. Because of everyone's Qi Xin's concerted efforts, the red belt in the middle of the rope slowly moved to our side. Cheerleaders in our class. Come on! We will win! "See the situation is not to be outdone. With the support of their cheerleaders, their players tried their best one by one, some drummed their cheeks, and some shouted while pulling hard. The red ribbon on the rope moved to their side again. Seeing that the victory in hand is far away from us, the cheerleaders are in a hurry: "No! Come on! Lean back! Push-"hey! This shout really worked, and the rope gradually moved to our side. " One, two, three, come on! One, two, three, come on! "Cheerleading chants for us, and our players seem to be getting stronger and stronger. Red tape is moving towards us bit by bit, and it's no use letting the other side work hard. But we pushed too hard, the rope was pulled at once, and all the students fell to the ground. The worst thing is me, because I was the last one, and my classmates were all on me, almost squeezing out my lunch. We won the first game. The students clapped their hands to each other regardless of the pain in their hands. Knowing that the other side was not satisfied, they asked us to play one more game with them, and we readily agreed. I thought to myself: this time we'll pull you here right away and see if you're not satisfied. Hey! Who knows, the other side played the game of high heels-the whole class played together, so we lost a game. However, the game they won was disgraceful. I think: you don't have to win the game, it's more important than friendship, spirit and style. ...

4. Tug-of-War Competition Composition 300 words A wonderful tug-of-war competition In the third grade, the school held its first sports meeting.

The first day of the sports meeting. I am very happy and excited.

I came to the classroom happily. When I came to the classroom, I found that my classmates were cheering for themselves. After a long time, I finally came to the playground.

The teacher told us the rules of the game and the game began. The two players grabbed the rope together.

Because of nervousness, the members of Class Two slipped. Cause everyone to burst into laughter.

When the referee gave the order, everyone became serious. Ding-ding has begun.

The red cloth in the middle of the rope is left and right for a while. It's like two chickens fighting over bugs.

Both sides clung to the rope tightly and insisted on not letting go, their faces flushed and their mouths opened wide. That's interesting.

That's really interesting. After pulling for a while, my palms are sweaty and slippery, and I am about to let go.

We will lose. Thinking of this, I insisted on pulling it back. Everyone understood and became serious. Qi Xin pulls together.

After a fierce "war". Our bodies lean down and our feet move backwards.

Sweat drop by drop, good things grind, and we finally won. As soon as the students let go, the members of Class Two fell to the ground.

"Ha ha ha ... we won, we won, oh yeah!" Although the fierce tug-of-war is over, I understand a profound truth: persistence is victory.

5. Tug-of-war contest 300-word composition for primary school students Today, we held a fierce tug-of-war contest on the playground.

On the playground, the students' cheers and stomping are integrated.

With the eager anticipation of the students, the competition is about to begin. Athletes of all classes threw themselves into battle with high spirits. They squared up and stared at the team, clutching the hemp rope with both hands like iron tongs, just waiting for the referee to give the order. When the whistle sounded, the students tried their best to suck milk and try to pull back like a bullfight. Some students have tight muscles and prominent tendons, and soon sweat seeps out of their faces. Many students' hands are red with the rope, but they still bite their teeth, endure the pain and keep pulling. With the concerted efforts of Qi Xin's Qi Xin, the red belt in the middle of the rope slowly moved to our side. The cheerleaders in our class saw this situation and shouted happily: "Come on! Come on! We are going to win! " Not to be outdone when the other side saw the bad situation, with the support of their own cheerleaders, their own players also tried their best, some drummed their cheeks, and some shouted while pulling hard. The red ribbon on the rope moved to their side again. Seeing that the victory in front of us is far from us, the cheerleaders are in a hurry: "Not good! Come on! Lean back! Push-"hey! The shout really worked, and the rope gradually moved to our side. "One, two, three, come on! One, two, three, come on! " The cheerleaders shouted for us rhythmically, and our players seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Red tape is moving towards us bit by bit, and it is useless for the other party to work hard. Who knows that we pushed too hard, and the rope was suddenly broken, and all the students fell to the ground. The worst thing is me, because I was the last one, and my classmates all pressed on me, almost squeezing out all my lunch.

We won the first game, and the students applauded each other regardless of the pain in their hands.

Knowing that the other side was not satisfied, they asked us to play one more game with them, and we readily agreed. I thought to myself: I'll drag you here right now to see if you're still convinced. Hey! Who knows that the other side played a shameless trick-the whole class played together, so we lost a game. However, the game they won was disgraceful.

I think: you don't have to win the game. It's about friendship, spirit and style. That's all that matters.

6. Composition about Tug-of-War Hello, for your reference: An unforgettable tug-of-war Yan Boxuan's words in Class One, Class Four, Minzu Street Primary School, Fuxin City, Liaoning Province have been washing away my memory like a torrent. Many things have been blurred, but in my heart, there is one thing that has always impressed me.

I remember it was last autumn. In the composition class, the teacher organized a tug-of-war competition in order to let us exercise, cultivate sentiment and cultivate observation. The teacher divided us into two teams, one is the tiger team and the other is the eagle team.

I was assigned to the eagles. The strength of the two teams is equal, the students hold their heads high, and a tit-for-tat game is about to begin.

With the teacher's whistle, the game began. The players on both sides clutched the rope tightly, landed one by one, leaned back and pulled the rope desperately in their own direction.

The red ribbon in the middle of the rope was moved to the tiger and the eagle for a while, to outdo each other. Cheerleaders from both sides also shouted in unison and kept beating drums for their teams.

My hands were red, but the rope still didn't move, and the two sides entered a stalemate. At this time, our players were all red-eyed, some were flushed, some were grinning, and some were clutching the rope and struggling to pull in their own direction.

Finally, our team did its best. With the shouts of cheerleaders, HongLing suddenly moved towards us, and our eagles won. Later, our team took advantage of two victories and won in a row. Finally, we won.

This tug-of-war made me understand that unity is strength, and it also helped me build up confidence in overcoming difficulties in the future. I will never forget this tug of war. A Tug-of-War Competition Zhang Yuhao of Class A, Grade 5, Shichongkou Central Primary School, Xinhua County, Hunan Province, specially held a grand tug-of-war competition to celebrate the arrival of the National Day.

A few days before the National Day, the school broadcast: "On September 30th, a tug-of-war was held in the school playground to celebrate the National Day." The students were ecstatic after hearing the news, and they talked about it all day after that.

I don't know how time passes so slowly, and I finally look forward to this day. On this day, the students came to school early, dressed neatly and prepared for the tug-of-war competition.

The teacher explained some points that should be paid attention to in tug-of-war in advance, and then conducted a preliminary contest to prepare everyone. Here we are, here we are. Go to the playground. The tug-of-war is about to begin.

I don't know where the news came from. The students hurried to the playground, only to hear the referee announce the rules of the game, and then officially started.

Started, the scene changed from low tide to * * *, the cheers of the students and the sound of stamping feet merged into one, and finally came to our class. Male students immediately went into battle, stood up, posed, and became "work" departments, putting their feet on their feet and hooking them up; Lean back and grab the hemp rope with your hands like iron tongs. Waiting for the whistle to sound, the students will try their best to suck milk, like tigers.

The tendons in our hands are abrupt. The muscles are tight, the hair on the body is straight, the hair stands up, the forehead shrinks into a circle, the palms are red with the rope, and some even blister and sweat.

Despite this, we still pull hard, and the more we hold hands, the more "malicious". We gritted our teeth and endured the pain, thinking: we must persist, we must not relax, and we must win if we want to win. Our legs keep moving backwards and farther away, and the red scarf slowly moves closer to us from the middle point.

Seeing that it is about to win, Class Six B is not to be outdone. They all tried their best, bulging their cheeks and swollen their faces, like steel soldiers. We thought we were going to win, so we didn't pay attention to each other, but the students in Class 6 B took advantage of our carelessness and came to a sudden "attack".

This will make us dizzy and stagger, as if we had drunk * * *. The red scarf is getting closer and closer to each other. What should I do? I, the stormtrooper, was at a loss, so I turned to my classmates and said, "Be sure to hold on, be sure to persist, and don't distract myself. As long as Qi Xin and Qi Xin work together, we can defeat them and create brilliance. "

After listening to my words, some teachers around us encouraged us and cheered for us. The students also began to calm down and cheer up. Cheerleading also cheered for us: "Come on, Class Six, Come on ..." After listening to the cheering sound of cheerleading, we were suddenly full of strength. We pulled the rope back hard, and the red scarf slowly leaned towards us. "Win!" We cheered. In the second game, we beat Class Six B in the same way.

Not only our male classmates want to win, but also our female classmates can't lose! It's time to go on stage. The female students stood up unhurriedly, posed and prepared for "fighting". Here we go. The female students are in a hurry for some reason. Why can't they use their power? Oh! It turns out that the strength of female students is useless and does not persist, so the strength is scattered and gradually reduced.

Class six b jumped in at this moment and quickly pulled the hemp rope out. 5 cm, 3 cm, 1 cm, 0.5 cm ... We are in a hurry, and we advise female students to be new and equal in strength.

After listening to our words, the female students' strength suddenly soared. At that critical moment, the female classmate got on Qixin and pulled back hard, so the red scarf quickly came over and entered our site, winning! The second game arrived, because the female students were so proud last time that they were almost wiped out, so they were very cautious this time. After a while, the female classmate played Class 6 B again.

At this time, we jumped up and sang together, cheering for our victory: "Ah! We won ... "This voice is the voice of victory and unity. It, echoed in the sky for a long time.

Ah, what a tug of war! It not only deepened our friendship, but also brought us great happiness ... I remember a tug-of-war in Yang Yunqing, Class 3, Rongcheng County, Yulin City, Guangxi Province. This is really an unforgettable tug of war. This afternoon, our fifth-grade tug-of-war competition was held on the playground. The tug-of-war is about to begin.

7. An unforgettable tug-of-war: Yan Boxuan, Class 1, Minzu Street Primary School, Fuxin City, Liaoning Province, has been washing my memory like a torrent. Many things have been blurred, but in my heart, there is one thing that has always made me unforgettable.

I remember it was last autumn. In the composition class, the teacher organized a tug-of-war competition in order to let us exercise, cultivate sentiment and cultivate observation. The teacher divided us into two teams, one is the tiger team and the other is the eagle team.

I was assigned to the eagles. The strength of the two teams is equal, the students hold their heads high, and a tit-for-tat game is about to begin.

With the teacher's whistle, the game began. The players on both sides clutched the rope tightly, landed one by one, leaned back and pulled the rope desperately in their own direction.

The red ribbon in the middle of the rope was moved to the tiger and the eagle for a while, to outdo each other. Cheerleaders from both sides also shouted in unison and kept beating drums for their teams.

My hands were red, but the rope still didn't move, and the two sides entered a stalemate. At this time, our players were all red-eyed, some were flushed, some were grinning, and some were clutching the rope and struggling to pull in their own direction.

Finally, our team did its best. With the shouts of cheerleaders, HongLing suddenly moved towards us, and our eagles won. Later, our team took advantage of two victories and won in a row. Finally, we won.

This tug-of-war made me understand that unity is strength, and it also helped me build up confidence in overcoming difficulties in the future. I will never forget this tug of war.

8. Tug of War Composition [Tug of War Composition]

In the second year of tug-of-war, the school held a sports competition, and the first activity in our class was called "tug-of-war". The teacher carefully selected forty powerful players to play and write a composition for the tug-of-war competition. It was a sunny afternoon, and we and Class Two PK. We grabbed the rope and I was in second place. We leaned back, the referee blew the whistle, and we pulled back with all our strength. The rope is like a fat and big earthworm, and the two teams are like two big ducks, catching the earthworm, then being pulled over, and then being pulled over. Suddenly, Class Two lost a little strength. We lost the second game, probably because we won one game and thought Class Two would lose, so we were very proud. In the third game, we pulled the thick rope and looked serious. At the beginning of the game, we tried our best to get it back, no matter how painful our hands were. After fierce struggle, our class won. After this incident, I understand that a person should never be proud, because pride makes people lag behind and modesty makes people progress. Tug-of-War Competition Composition 300-word composition for primary school students (/)

9. The composition of tug-of-war competition is 300 words. Just a few months ago, we held a fierce tug-of-war in the playground in grade five.

On the playground, the students' cheers and stomping are integrated. With the eager anticipation of the students, the competition is about to begin.

Athletes of all classes threw themselves into battle with high spirits. They squared up and stared at the team, clutching the hemp rope with both hands like iron tongs, just waiting for the referee to give the order. As soon as the whistle sounded, the students tried to suck milk and pulled back like cows.

Some students have tight muscles and prominent tendons, and soon sweat seeps out of their faces. Many students' hands are red with the rope, but they still bite their teeth, endure the pain and keep pulling.

Especially Huang Wenhao, although he is short, he is full of energy. He grasped the rope with both hands and pulled hard. His cheeks were red and his hands were bloodshot, but he was still pulling ... Because of the concerted efforts of everyone's Qi Xin, the red belt in the middle of the rope slowly moved to our side.

Jiang Shule, the cheerleader of our class, saw this situation and shouted happily: "Come on! Come on! We are going to win! " Not to be outdone when the other side saw the bad situation, with the support of their own cheerleaders, their own players also tried their best, some drummed their cheeks, and some shouted while pulling hard. The red ribbon on the rope moved to their side again.

Seeing that the victory in front of us is far from us, the cheerleaders are in a hurry: "Not good! Come on! Lean back! Push-"hey! The shout really worked, and the rope gradually moved to our side. "One, two, three, come on! One, two, three, come on! " The cheerleaders shouted for them rhythmically, and our players seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Red tape is moving towards us bit by bit, and it is useless for the other party to work hard.

Who knows that we pushed too hard, the rope was pulled over at once, and all the students fell to the ground. The worst thing was Yang Zikang, because he was the last student who pressed on him and almost squeezed out all his lunch. Second inning, let's go.

The PE teacher shouted. We shouted rhythmically as last time, but the rope tilted towards them.

Maybe our players are too proud to work hard. We lost. In the third game, although the lesson was learned, the rope still tilted towards them.

Finally, 1:2 lost to Class 3. The students were crying silently, and the teacher came over and said, "It doesn't matter if you lose this time. You did your best. We should catch up with them in future study. "

Always the best. "Under the guidance of the teacher, I returned to the classroom and everything was calm.