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Diary of tug-of-war
Today is over. Did anything or anyone touch us this day? This also means that you have to start keeping a diary again. But how can I keep a diary to shine? The following is the tug-of-war diary I compiled for you. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.

Tug of War Diary 1 Many things in life can inspire us, and we can also understand profound truth from some games. What impressed me the most was tug of war.

Last month, the PE teacher held a tug-of-war for us. The competition is divided into six groups. We are divided into six parts according to boys and girls, boys VS girls.

The rules of the competition are: one * * * six groups, each group is boys and girls. Each group of girls will advance to the top four if they win, and the top two if they win again, and the winner will advance to the championship from the top two.

The intense competition began, and I pulled hard. Because of our uneven strength, we were quickly pulled by girls. I quickly said to everyone: "Students who don't work hard should work harder and pay attention to uniform strength." When we count to three, we will pull hard ... one, two, three, ready to pull! "Everyone in our group tried their best to pull the rope, and finally won and advanced to the semi-finals.

In this way, we used this ingenious method and finally won the championship. Although tired and panting, the students are still dancing with joy and smiling from ear to ear. Even Li Tongxue, who doesn't like to laugh at ordinary times, showed a happy smile.

At this time, the sky seems bluer, the sun seems brighter, and the birds in the tree are humming beautiful music. It seems to be cheering for the fierce tug-of-war today!

It's really "unity is strength, Mount Tai is the top". From this tug-of-war, I understand a truth: only by uniting as one can we win.

Tug-of-War Diary 2 This afternoon, Dongcheng Primary School held a special tug-of-war competition. Tug of war in grade one and grade one. After the first grade, it will be our turn to tug-of-war in the second grade.

Time is running out. We hurried to the playground. There are already many people on the playground. There are two games. In the first round, we played against Class 2 (6). As soon as the referee blew his whistle, the game began. I saw the athletes clinging to the rope, leaning back, stepping on the ground tightly, as if they had roots, and looking like they were struggling. We are cheerleaders, shouting, "Come on, Class Two (1)! Come on in the second shift (1)! "

Finally, our class won, and everyone shouted "Yeah!" Before the second round, the athletes are gearing up to prepare for the victory of the second round. The second round of the game has started, and now it's against Class Two (4). The athletes worked harder, and their hearts seemed to think: We should strive for the championship! We shouted harder and lost our voices. However, I finally lost to Class Two (4). We returned to the classroom flushed and dejected.

Back in the classroom, complaints came and went. I think: there is nothing to complain about. Don't look for the reason of failure, look for the method of success.

After this competition, I understand a truth: people's hearts turn to the back, and Mount Tai is the top. Unity is strength!

On the second morning of Tug-of-War Diary 3 Sports Meeting, our class and Class 4 (2) held an exciting tug-of-war competition on the playground.

The game is about to start. Let's get ready and relax, but our hearts are still like fifteen buckets of water-seven ups and eight downs. "Du ..." A crisp whistle sounded. I grit my teeth and pull as hard as I can. Two iron pliers-like little hands gripped the rope tightly, and my face was flushed, and my heart was in my throat, so I dared not relax. "DuDu ..." The whistle sounded, and Mr. Fu announced four (one) wins. We cheered loudly! Next, the venue was changed, and Class Four and Class Two won. We are even, and the last crucial game has begun. We are even more nervous. Cheerleading is cheering for us, and so is teacher Ye, the class teacher! Seeing this situation, our confidence is more sufficient, our enthusiasm is higher, and our strength is doubled instantly. "One, two, three, come on!" Ha ha ha ... the whistle sounded and we won! Suddenly my fatigue disappeared with the cheers!

Through this competition, I understand that unity is strength!

Tug of War Diary 4 Today is June 20th of 10. The fifth-grade tug-of-war in the management class was held at noon yesterday, and the fifth-grade tug-of-war final in the management class was held at noon today!

Yesterday at noon, 15 tug-of-war players in our class pulled twice with 15 tug-of-war players in Class 5, Class 8 and Class 5 respectively. As a result, we won all four games and beat our opponents out of the water! Our class 54, class 5 1 entered the fifth grade tug-of-war final!

At noon today, the management class, our class 15 powerful tug-of-war players and class 5 15 tug-of-war players, 1, started their opponents in the final of the fifth-grade tug-of-war competition. The players in our class and Class 5 1 were evenly matched in the first game. Finally, our class went all out, and we won the first game of Class 5 with 1 In the second game, everyone was losing strength because of Zhong Ling's hand cramp, so we lost in the second game. As both sides scored one point, an extra time was played. In the third game, the tug-of-war player in our class had no strength, so he also lost the third game! Got the second place in the whole grade!

Although everyone is sad because they are only one step away from the championship, it is also very glorious to be second in the whole grade. If you still want to win the first place in the tug-of-war competition in the whole year, try again next time!

Tug-of-War Diary 5 In the last class this afternoon, a tug-of-war competition was held in the third, fourth, fifth and sixth grades.

The second class today is Chinese. After class, the teacher said, "There will be a tug-of-war in the next class. We have to choose tall and strong people to participate in the competition, including 10 boys and 5 girls. " Everyone in our class wants to go, but there can only be 15. The teacher said, "Except the shortest one in front, all the other boys 10 went, and the girls could only watch." We arrived at the meeting soon.

When I arrived at the competition venue, I saw that the rope was particularly thick, like a very thick snake. Then the tug-of-war began, first the third grade, and then our fourth grade. We are very nervous and afraid of losing face in class. Our class is compared with Class Two, Grade Four for the first time. Teacher Chang Huamin said, "Listen to my whistle and start." The whistle sounded and the game began. The students in Class Two, Grade Four are full of energy. When they pull, they pull down the students in our class, and almost all the tug-of-war in our class falls down. Then our class and Class 4 and Class 3. We quit for a long time. Our class won and we all jumped up. In the end, Class 3 of Grade 4 and Class 2 of Grade 4 won, and Class 2 of Grade 4 pulled Class 3 out at that moment. The tug-of-war is over, but our dream is not over.

In tug-of-war, our whole class fought for their dreams, especially the tug-of-war players fought with the dream of winning the first place, but our class only won the second place. Although we failed to win the first place, we should not be discouraged. In a word, "failure is the mother of success." "

Come on! Come on! Come on, Class One, Grade Four! Try to surpass them next time.

Tug-of-War Diary 6 On Tuesday afternoon, our school held a fierce tug-of-war competition.

When we came to the playground, only the shouts were deafening and the players on both sides blushed.

After a few innings, it's finally our turn to play in class. The contestants can't wait to come to the venue to pick up the hemp rope and get ready. Just listen to "one, two, three, go!" Everyone gripped the hemp rope and pulled back desperately. The teacher directed the cheerleaders to shout for cheer. We all tried our best, but we still couldn't do it. Class 204 won, which disappointed us.

In the second game, we regained our confidence and went all out. We all grit our teeth and keep our eyes open. The red label in the middle of the rope is naughty! Just close to us, suddenly moved to the rigid there; Just approaching Class Four, they came to us again ... The teachers and cheerleaders were in a hurry and kept shouting. Finally, the red label was moved to Class 204. We are all depressed and depressed, like a failed rooster, and we return disappointed.

Although we didn't succeed, "failure is the mother of success", I hope the next tug-of-war will be successful.

In the afternoon of tug-of-war diary 7, we took a bus to Dongfanghong Reservoir, which is surrounded by green hills and lush trees, and held a ten-year-old growth ceremony.

/kloc-the game of 0/0-year-old bar mitzvah is really eye-opening, including "fighting before, support after", tug-of-war and barbecue. Everyone not only tasted the delicious barbecue they made, but also realized the happiness brought by the game. The most exciting thing is tug of war.

My guide sister divided us into four groups. After explaining the rules of the game, our team played the first game with the second team. With the referee's loud whistle, the game officially began! I saw the players on both sides clutching the rope, one by one pedaling on the ground, leaning back, some veins standing out suddenly and violently, sweating DC, some blushing, some bared their teeth and biting their mouths ... desperately pulling the rope in their own direction. The best athlete is Pang of our team. Using her own weight, she tied the ropes to herself one by one, stood in the last one, and sat for our team like a mountain, thus defusing all the fierce attacks of the other side. A cheerleading team composed of parents also showed no weakness, shouting in unison and cheering for their team!

Although our team didn't win the final victory, this tug-of-war game made me understand that unity is strength, and encouraged me to always build up confidence to overcome difficulties and forge ahead in the future.

Tug-of-War Diary 8 When I went to physical education class this morning, a long-awaited table tennis match began. Everyone came to the table tennis table in the west of the teaching building happily.

The table that was quickly chosen for the competition was crowded with people. It's three floors inside and three floors outside, and even the table next to it is full of people.

The first game started with Li versus Song. It is difficult to hold a table tennis match formally, with an eleven-point system. At this time, the audience has begun to discuss who will win. At the teacher's command, the game officially began. The two men glared at each other, and neither would let anyone. At first, Li Luoming only saw him throw the ball into the air and hit it with his racket hand. The ball flies like a dragonfly and floats on the water. At this time, everyone has no voice. Song reacted, that's called a quick, hard pumping, yeah! The ball passed, but Li missed it. At this moment, the quiet table suddenly rang: "Yeah! Song Wenbo is really amazing! " That momentum is earth-shattering and makes people cry. Song won the first game by eleven to zero.

In the second game, the two sides exchanged venues first, and both of them stared at each other intensely. Song served and hit a low ball. Li lost and Song won the second game easily.

At the beginning of the third game, Li hit a difficult low ball. At this time, the cheers of the students stopped. Song looked at the ball in surprise, but he responded immediately. Li hit a backhand and moved to the left, and a spike hit the opponent. Song also called in the past, and there was a stalemate for a long time. Seeing the sweat on Song's head, he used his remaining strength to gather on his right hand. The cheerleaders shouted, "Yeah!" This time they scored 10 to 8, and Song won the final victory with a deduction.

Tug-of-War Diary 9 On Wednesday afternoon, we held a tug-of-war competition in grade four. It's a sunny afternoon.

As soon as the bell rang, the teacher asked us to go down.

We're going to start tug of war. At first, we won two games easily. Because we were the last champions. The difficulty of the next game increased. At the beginning of the first game, we both stood there like sculptures. When we heard the encouragement from our classmates, our whole class did their best and finally knocked out our opponents. The second inning began. This is the key to winning or losing. We had a hard time at first, because the last game was too exhausting and we lost a centimeter. But in the end, the students heard the teacher say that tug-of-war won the first place and held a big food party. After listening to the teacher's words, we all shouted: the rise of the big food party is a tug of war! Finally, we won, and we won the tug-of-war championship again.

After this incident, I have a deeper understanding that modesty makes people progress and pride makes people fall behind. We won the tug-of-war last time, and we won it again this time, because we have no pride!

Tug-of-War Diary 10 On Friday afternoon, the fifth-grade students came to the playground happily, ready to participate in the exciting tug-of-war competition.

After all the class members arrived, they made some preparations and exercised themselves. As the whistle of Normal University sounded to the teacher, the first round of confrontation in our class began. The first opponent is Class 8. When I was in the classroom, 20 members of my class were still a little nervous, worried that we could win Class 8 this time.

Before the battle, our 20 players cheered each other up and must go to the battlefield with confidence. Sure enough, we won the championship of Class 8 in the competition, and everyone was overjoyed. There is no doubt in the second round. We beat Class 4. "Oh, dear! How can it be Class One? You are so lucky! " I heard that the next opponent is the strongest class, and the strength of the players in our class has obviously subsided by half, but we still mustered up our strength.

"Never put off till tomorrow what you can ..." Hearing the whistle, the members of our class twisted together and tried their best to suck milk, but the rope was as close as Class One. I only heard the students outside shouting, "Come on, Class 5 10, work harder …" Cheerleaders shouted everywhere on the playground. However, the strength of the players is still limited. Soon, Class 10 was frustrated and Class 1 won. We returned to the classroom like deflated balls.

But we don't lose heart and don't give up. We will make persistent efforts in the next tug-of-war.

Tug of War Diary 1 1 "Come on!" "Come on!" A burst of cheers swaggered out of Xiao He's class.

Wow, it turns out that a tug-of-war worthy of attention has begun. The players on both sides hold the rope tightly and frown. Only Zhang Shijie, the only boy on the other side, looks relaxed. I assessed the strength of both sides in my mind. There are two boys and two girls in our team. One girl, Yang, is very fat and looks very energetic, while the other team has three girls and one boy, both of whom are very thin. We must have won the tug of war. The referee of this tug-of-war competition is our composition tutor-sunflower. The tug-of-war "river" is a rope, and the teacher uses three rags to form a rope.

Son, we all laughed when we saw the rope. At this moment, Teacher Sunflower gave the order, "Let's go!" "We immediately picked up the rope and pulled it hard. Cheerleading seems to be more energetic than tug-of-war, shouting "Come on! Come on! "We have an advantage. In an instant, we pulled the rope five centimeters from the finish line.

Seeing victory in sight, the cheerleading team cheered for us. We are more confident of winning the game. Only one centimeter away from the goal, the opposing team member Zhang Shijie frowned and pulled us back to the starting line. Zhang Shijie continued to push hard, while Yang, the fat girl on our side, just stood in situ manually, revealing our big flaw. We tried again and again, but she was dragged down by Yang again and again. Zhang Shijie pulled as hard as he could, and the rope came with us.

Finally, we lost. We didn't expect them to come back to life. Maybe it wasn't because Zhang Shijie was strong, but because we finally relaxed and gave them a chance.

Tug of War Diary 12 "Come on! Come on! " Deafening cries resounded through the sky. What is this? I tell you loudly: tug of war!

Before lunch, "Little Pigeon" Jing He brought good news: A tug-of-war will be held at noon! I, the "king of news", spread the news at once. As soon as the students heard it, they wolfed it down and immediately entered the first-level combat readiness state.

After dinner, I came to the playground, which was already crowded with people, all rubbing their hands. Send a representative from physical education class to determine the opponent through black and white collocation. Our opponent is a powerful class 13, and the pressure hangs over our hearts. Teacher Guo, the head teacher, immediately mobilized before the war: As long as we work hard, we will be invincible! Gao, the math teacher, borrowed a trumpet from the sports group and distributed it to the cheerleaders, so that we could overwhelm our opponents from the momentum.

With a sharp whistle, the playground boiled. We held the rope tightly with our hands and squatted back. The rope seemed to turn into an iron bar and tightened immediately. The red stripe in the middle is swaying, and the cheerleaders are shouting at the top of their lungs. They feel that every decibel increase can convey a kind of strength to the participating students. The players in our class frowned, gritted their teeth, and their hands were red, but their opponents looked relaxed.

At this time, captain Zhou Haoxuan decisively changed his strategy. He winked at the players around him. Several players got the message and loosened the rope slightly with both hands. The rope was suddenly pulled by the opponent, and as the rope retreated, several generals behind the other team were unstable. Our class seized the opportunity to join hands with Qi Xin and Qi Xin. Before the other side could react, the red cloth, which symbolizes victory, has firmly entered our territory.

The cheers of the students are endless, and our class won! The students jumped up and high-fived without taking care of the blood-red marks on their palms!

Tug-of-War Diary 13 During the big break this morning, the teacher called us all to the playground and told us that the fourth grade would tug of war this afternoon. We had to choose more than a dozen people to take part in the tug-of-war. Needless to say, we must choose the strong ones first without me, and there must be many boys. The teacher also asked me to shout the slogan "one, two, one, two, come on!" "

In the afternoon, all the students who participated in the competition came to the playground and listened to the teacher announce the rules of the competition. Only when the whistle sounded, the players clung to the rope with their eyes wide open and pressed their faces with all their strength. Our cheerleaders put their hands on their lips and shouted, "Class one, come on!" " Come on, class one! "I saw the rope being pulled by us for a while and then by them. It is difficult to compete, and the game becomes more intense. Look at Yuan Huabin's face in our class. Pull hard and his feet are like roots. He stood there as steady as a mountain. Judging from that posture, our class is sure to win. I shouted one, two, one, two with several classmates, come on. Finally, our class won. Our math, music and science teachers cheered for us. We are very happy.

Through this competition, I understand the meaning of the sentence "Unity is strength".

Tug-of-War Diary 14 On Friday, our class and Class 7 played a tug-of-war final on the playground in the western district.

This game is very important, it will decide whether we win or lose. Some classes sweat for us, and we are full of confidence and armed to the teeth, ready to "take office."

After a whistle, we held on to the rope and pulled it back desperately. Seeing that the red line was about to move to our side, we were secretly pleased and relaxed our vigilance. Class 7 seized the opportunity, yanked, and the red line "ran" past. My heart is cold again, so we tried our best to suck milk and show the veins stood out on our hands. Some students blushed; Some students pull their cheeks red; Other students' hands are bleeding.

Yan Haonan, the "little Hercules" in our class, grasped the rope tightly and pulled it back assiduously. His face is like a big mature apple, and the blue veins on his hands are like patterns carved on bronze wares. In the shouts of classmates, the red rope "ran" again, and my heart was quiet.

Not to be outdone, Class Seven pulled back hard, and the red line "ran" into the team of Class Seven. Our hearts are like a basin of ice water, cold and cold.

The wind, gently across the corners of the mouth, brushed the treetops; Tears, slowly flowing out of eyes and across cheeks, our class lost.

This tug-of-war is really unforgettable for me! Although our class lost, this competition made us understand the power of unity. Through this competition, our class is more United!

Tug-of-War Diary 15 In the last class this morning, Teacher Wang came into the classroom with a smile and announced an exciting good news to us: "Twenty boys were selected from each class in Grade Five, and a tug-of-war competition was held in the playground in the afternoon. Hearing the news, the classroom immediately exploded. Cheers rang out. The students are all ready to try.

A minute passed, and the game in the afternoon gradually approached us. The competition is coming, and only the students in Class 224 and Class 23/kloc-0 are making full preparations. Some took off their coats, some rolled up their sleeves, some tied their shoelaces, and some began to warm up. Du-the whistle sounded and the game finally started. I saw them clutching the hemp rope, spreading their feet again, crouching slightly, their faces tight, their mouths closed, and staring at the front with rapt attention. The second one came to our class, Cai, the strongest student in our class, was in front. He frowned, his face flushed, bit his lower lip, propped his legs on the ground, squatted down and grabbed the hemp rope with both hands. The influence of the other students is not small, but after about 30 seconds, the situation suddenly changed. We had a chance to win, but it rained in Mao Mao, making the floor very smooth. At that moment, they suddenly attacked us, causing us to fall. Although we lost to Class 229, we realized our own shortcomings through this lesson. Over time, I believe we will beat other classes.