There is a kind of reform that tells you to leave quickly, and the school will be renovated.

But what I'm going to talk about today is not about the renovation, but about the fact that, starting this year, the school will hold a track and field meet every spring.

This should be regarded as taking the last train, one stop on the bus, and you will reach the end.

There are not many competitions, most of them are running.

400 meters, 800 meters, relay races, and of course, shot put, long jump, high jump rope skipping competitions and so on.

I didn't sign up for a run, but I signed up for a rope skipping competition.

The sports meeting will be held for one day, from morning to night.

In addition to participating in rope skipping competitions, the team leaders are also responsible for logistics.

For example, the athletes are given wind, sweat, tea, water, and glucose......

It was a sunny day, and I stood on the playground early in the morning to attend the opening ceremony and wait for the principal to announce the start of the sports day.

The national anthem was played, the national flag was raised, and there were some necessary speeches at the conference, and the leaders spoke.

It wasn't until our legs were almost sore and our hands were hurting that the conference ended.

We moved the stools and chairs to the back office, and there were rows of tables, as well as a few stools, hot water bottles, disposable water bottles, etc.

The senior class was also very happy to join in the fun, shuttling through various competition areas to watch the game.

The students worked hard, the relay race was in the afternoon, and the long-distance run and long jump in the morning were together.

The weather in early spring is still a little cold.

I took off my coat and followed the referee of the rope skipping competition to the competition area. We were in groups of five or six, standing in an open space behind the school building, away from the playground of the race, to start the race.

During the competition, one teacher is responsible for timing and one teacher is responsible for recording results.

The number of ropes to be jumped is the number that each member has a teacher to count manually, and the number displayed on the handle of the rope skipping.

The rope skipping competition is a comparison of how many jumps can be made in a minute.

When I was a child, I vaguely remember that when I was in the third grade, I first came into contact with the sport of skipping rope.

My mother taught me, not only to teach skipping rope, but also to tell me to kick shuttlecock.

The first time I practiced jumping rope was with that kind of long, thin whip, the kind of hemp rope that we usually use in the countryside to tie up goods.

At that time, my mother was afraid that the rope would be too long and would trip me, so she carefully folded the rope in half, put it on my hand with a smile, and motioned for me to hold the ends of the rope tightly with both hands, imitating her appearance, throwing the rope up, and then jumping up with my feet when it touched the ground.

Skipping rope actually pays attention to the coordination of limbs, if the hands and feet are not well coordinated, it is easy to hit the feet. Under the patient guidance of my mother, I tried several times, and finally succeeded in "skipping rope".

After a few more exercises, I started to try to jump rope on tiptoe, which was very light.

Later, my mother spent a dollar and bought me a transparent, sparkling jump rope, pink, with a plastic handle, but it was indeed much better to hold than a rough hemp rope.

Every night after finishing my homework, I would run to my backyard and play skipping rope by myself.

The children in the village are very noisy, and I have the impression that my parents don't like me to play with them, especially after I went to elementary school, I always stay alone, play games that can be played by one, draw, skip rope and watch TV......

So, jumping rope was one of my childhood playmates.

The referee blows the whistle and the game begins.

I trained moderately every day for this competition, and because I signed up, I wanted to do my best instead of just trying.

I frantically waved the skipping rope in my hand, and the sound of "brushing, brushing, brushing" the skipping rope was all around, and the feeling of the competition was really different from the usual practice.

Usually practice is to compare yourself with yourself, and competition is to compare yourself with others. Especially under the stimulation of the classmates around me who were also frantically waving the skipping rope, I obviously felt that my speed was faster than usual.

And this minute, it seems, is also longer.

I struggled to adjust my breathing, and my hands and feet began to go numb.

"Shh

The referee's suspension order was finally given, and when he stopped, he could clearly feel that his forehead was sweating and his hands were a little sore.

When the students from the other groups finished the competition, the referee announced the result, and I was the "third place".

It seems that there is still a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, and I am not the first.

But the top three are not bad, can add a few points to the total score of the class, when I heard the results, I began to feel a little lost, and then I smiled happily and took the certificate from the teacher.

When I was in junior high school, I rarely gave out awards.

I was very happy to see that I had to get three or four awards almost every semester in elementary school.

"Hard work doesn't always lead to success, but hard work does."

I wiped my sweat and returned to the back office of our class with the award certificate.

When the old class saw that I was back, he asked eagerly, "How is it?" ”

I handed him the certificate, scratched my head, and said, "Average, third in the school." ”

There were some classmates who were busy writing cheering drafts around, and they all came up, including Wang Qin.

She happily snatched the award certificate from my hand, hugged me excitedly, and said, "Awesome! ”

I smiled happily and said, "Hey, good luck." ”

In fact, she also wants to participate in sports meetings, run, participate in relay races and so on.

But hesitating, she was not in good health, and she had a history of heart disease, which could not be excited and stimulated, so Lao Ben specially warned her not to sign up for any projects.

But she has never been a pessimistic person, and if she can't participate in the competition, then be an enthusiastic spectator, and it's not a big deal.

No, she is now the propagandist in charge of our class's handwritten manuscript for this sports meeting, and every time a student writes a good manuscript, she excitedly pulls up the paper, runs to the podium, and grabs the microphone with a group of tall boys, just to cheer us on.

If you are participating in a long-distance run at this time and hear her melodious and loud cheering voice, both boys and girls will stick to it.

Sometimes, the power of encouragement and encouragement cannot be replaced and underestimated.

We always feel that success is our own efforts, but the school's sports day not only emphasizes the spirit of competition, but also emphasizes the spirit of teamwork.

Whether it is the cooperation between the relay team members and the team members, or the cooperation between the logistics unit and the frontline athletes, it is a manifestation of the cohesion of a class.

Looking at the tall banner hanging in the distance, and the big words shining in the sun, "Friendship first, competition second." ”

In fact, an event like a sports day does not have to be a fight to the death, but a good time for everyone to learn sports skills together and chat and party together.

Group activities, important communication, in this way, can increase the class awareness, enhance the friendship between us.

The relay race in the afternoon was very close to the evening, which was supposed to be the time when everyone was most tired after a day of shouting.

Unexpectedly, almost all the students in the school stood by the runway in unison, waving flags and shouting for the members of their classes, and the shouts were the highest of the day.

I was also shouting frantically to cheer up, and my voice was a little hoarse.

No matter what, when I watched Qi Xiaojing holding the baton and rushing to the terminal like the wind, no matter how tired and painful my throat was, I felt free.

Our class won and finished second in the grade.

We hugged, screamed, and cheered together...... Applause non-stop.

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