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In order to celebrate the arrival of the New Year, our school held a unique tug-of-war competition. Just listening to the referee blowing a whistle, the game began to heat up. The first game is the preliminaries, and our class is five classes. The students were very nervous and had been worried about losing again. The cheerleading team had already slogan: "Five shifts, come on!" The cheering sounds come and go, like the waves. The classmates in our class all had high morale and arrogance, and they immediately pulled the five classes through the center line. "YH!" Our class cheered for the victory of this preliminaries.

"Dai Baiyang, come on! Dai Baiyang, must win..." Our team's "Pegasus" Dai Baiyang is on the field "to fight the enemy"! You see, he is swinging his arms quickly, his feet are strong, and he has always been in the lead. I thought with smug thoughts: This group of "little rookies" met Dai Baiyang and it was terrible. Dai Baiyang must kill them without leaving the film. The end point is close at hand, 10 meters...8 meters...5 meters...1 meter... On the occasion of this millennium, Dai Baiyang’s face is flushed, making all the stops, like a rocket full of energy. , like the lightning flashing in the air, "squeaky" rushed through the finish line...

“Lossbags” is a game that students love to do. This group on the playground, that group, play more! You see, the students who lost their bags on both sides worked closely together and launched a storm on the middle classmates. Who is that? The action of dodging sandbags is so agile! Hey, it turned out to be Xiaomei. She left to the right and flashed. Suddenly, the sandbags flew from behind, and she saw that she turned around and took a “sea fishing moon” to catch the sandbags. "Victory! Victory!" The students groaned happily, leaping and jumping, how happy they were!

"The cat bites the mouse, run fast!" I looked at it with a glimpse of it. I saw a "cat" on the desk of Xiao Xiao's classmate. It was staring at my "Mickey Mouse"! It’s a coincidence that it’s not a book. At this critical moment, I only hear a soft sound. This is the sound of a bubble burst! Oh, my "Mickey Mouse" can't stand it, "was killed." "Oh, really no good!" I secretly blame "Mickey Mouse" in my heart. Looking at Xiao Xiao’s enthusiasm, I can’t be outdone, and smiled and said: “Hey! You will blow the cat”, I won’t blow the “tiger”, kill you!” I took the blowpipe of the soapy water. I slammed into my mouth, squinted my eyes, swelled my gang, and blew it hard. Seeing that the "tiger" is getting bigger and bigger, I am happy. "Look at who is blowing the bubble!" I just thought, just listening to the "squeaky" sound, the "tiger" body exploded, it is a good thing to grind Yeah! The onlookers involuntarily issued a sigh: "Oh! It's a pity!" "How broke?" "Don't worry, be careful."... I also secretly comforted myself: "Nothing, blow again." I carefully Blowed up...

"boom"! The starting gun rang. In an instant, the athletes flew out like arrows from the strings. I saw them standing upright, clenching their brows, clenching their teeth, and rushing to the finish. Slowly, they opened the distance, but you chased each other, each did not give up, the event became more and more tense, more and more intense, and the enthusiasm of the students was burning like a "fire in the winter". Cheers and shouts are one after another, one wave is higher than one wave.

"Hey!" The starting gun rang. The participating players rushed to the finish line like an arrow from the string. The cheerleaders led the classmates to cheer and cheer. After a while, they were divided into high and low levels. Some of them were as fast as they were, and they were far ahead. Some were inferior, but they rushed to catch up. Some were backward but not discouraged, stubborn and hard-working. The game was very intense and entered the white-hot stage. The participating players went all out to scramble. "Yeah!" The round was over and the round started again. The players are all eager to try, and they are eager to win. "Oh! You are waiting to watch the show!" The athletes there are alive and kicking, and they will practice high jump for a while, and then trotting in the air, silently cheering for themselves in the heart...

The game is extremely tight. Some of the rackets are high, some are low, and some are not careful to shoot the ball under the feet of others, causing a burst of laughter from the friends. Xiaofang took a shot and took the ball short. "One, two, three, four..." As the counter screamed loudly, she concentrated on her eyes, staring at the ball that bounced up and down, and sweat on her head. Suddenly, her feet slipped and sat on the ground, and the ball was suddenly high. Just as the students squeezed a sweat for her, she stood up again and continued to shoot the ball with her hand. "71, 72, 73..." The count of the counter is getting louder and louder, and the onlookers are making cheers and laughter from time to time. At this time the referee shouted: "Stop!" A wonderful game is over.

After a while, the classmates and teachers arrived, the host announced the start of the party, the students' emotions were very high, and the wonderful programs one by one. When I arrived, I performed a magic for everyone, and the students were very surprised. What impressed me the most was the flute playing by Yang Shuai. He first came to power. He just blew it. His voice was very harsh. He looked at the flute and said to the host: "I forgot to add the film. Let me add it first. ". After a while, Yang Shuai came to power, but forgot to add water, we waited for a while, and finally we finally heard Yang Shuai's flute, it is not easy. Laughter, the applause sounded like a volt, and our class became a sea of ​​joy.

The kite race began, and colorful kites rushed to the sky of the blue sky. Hey! There are so many styles of kites, such as "Ma Ying", "Single-legged Yan", "Sui", "Goldfish", "Butterfly", "Sun Wukong"... They all show their power in the air, making people dizzying. You are so proud of the "red butterfly" that dances. It seems to be proud to say: "I am a king in the middle of the butterfly. I can't compare my beauty." You see that the monkey king "Sun Wukong" is more daring, holding The gold hoop sticks, the two eyes are shimmering and golden, and they are straight up. Among them, Wang Weimin tied: "Huang Ma Yu" was placed the highest. He is calm, calm, and sometimes slowly receding, and sometimes pulls back. The kite seems to understand the mood of the owner to participate in the game, and the more flying, the more energetic.

The opening ceremony was kicked off in the host of the brigade counselor. The entire venue was solemn, solemn and orderly. In the face of the rising national flag, the students stood up straight, and their gaze can be seen from the students' love for the motherland and the embarrassment of the new semester. The national flag flutters in the wind, and the six small children are striding forward!

The so-called "no tiger in the mountains, monkeys called the king." At this point, the classroom was like a blasting pot, and it was boiling. Oops, it’s really a bit of a pie. Idol, the little king, Ren Junjie, shows his talents, but the fly in the ointment is that there is no equipment, everything seems simple. Ren Junjie took the broom as a guitar, a fluorescent pen as a microphone, and began to perform. He cleared his throat and predicted that he would prepare for his accompanying iron buddies. Look at the old Han like a ghost floating around. "In your heart, free to fly..." Oh, it’s really full of enthusiasm, old Korean is short, like a flea in the crowd, he sings more and more, self-indulgent and closes his eyes. Like the winning general who walked past the Arc de Triomphe. "Thank you all...", narcissism made his voice very loud. He took a look at his head and put on a cool look. His "hardcore winter powder" was very excited, and the cheers and snoring pushed the ten minutes of the class to a climax.

Suddenly, the wind outside the window was loud, and the wind slammed into the window, making a creaking sound, like the lowness of the same beast, long and strange, and distracting. Sending a book in his hand and looking at the window, the white clouds that had been chasing after play have disappeared. Instead, they are thick and gloomy dark clouds. Could it be that they accidentally fell into the ink tank of God and dyed their ink? The more dim, the dark clouds have completely covered the sun, the more and more, the surging, the brewing, the brewing... "Hey!" A lightning bolt, like a broken sword, broke the last silence. Then, the rain poured out! The rain hit the roof and hit the window, making a thrilling sound, like playing a heart-warming symphony. This heavy rain not only hits the bricks, but also strikes the earth and strikes my heart. Looking at it, all the flowers, trees, and road vehicles in front of the eyes were washed away by the heavy rain, and the dirt was removed and the dust was washed away.