Diary of the fifth grade relay race: 500 words, 5 articles.

# Diary # Introduction Relay running is a multi-person activity. The runner will pass a 30 cm long metal cylinder. They must collect firewood in the firewood collection area. When the runner with the baton approaches, the runner who will receive the baton will start running to reach the speed earlier. The following is carefully arranged for everyone, welcome to read.

500-word diary of relay race in grade one and five.

On Thursday afternoon, we finally held the long-awaited relay race. The students in our class are both happy and nervous. I'm glad that we can show our style again, but I'm very nervous because we have to compete with Class 5 (7) and Class 5 (6), whose grades have always been the top three. This is really diamond cut diamond! With a gunshot, Du Yingying, an athlete in our class, rushed out first. Sure enough, Du Yingying lived up to our expectations and left the other two classes far behind, but when Song arrived, he almost dropped the stick, which made our hearts in our throats. Although this is a close call, the gap between our class and the other two classes has widened. Pan Siyan, who was beside the track, became more and more impatient and couldn't help banging on the ground with her notebook. It's my turn soon. I am so excited. Because I lost the shadow of the baton in the relay race last year, my heart seems to jump out of my throat at this moment. I keep cheering myself up and telling myself not to be nervous, as long as I am calm and calm, it is entirely possible. After I took the stick, I ran with all my strength. Face flushed, feet like stepping on the wind. There is only one thought in my mind: run, run! Finally, I lifted the baton and handed it to Zhao safely. Now the heavy stone in my heart has finally landed. Although the last stick has not been played and Class 5 (7) has finished running, we still didn't give up, followed closely and ran the whole course.

The game is over. We didn't win the first place, but we won the third place in the grade group. This achievement may not be so good for others, but it is so precious for us. It allows us to break through ourselves, because our class has been in the bottom three from Grade One to Grade Four. Therefore, this is a great honor for our Class 5 (8).

Diary of the 25 th grade relay race, 500 words.

Under the scorching sun, a group of relay runners are preparing for the red runway, and the cheerleaders are calling for refueling. At the sound of a shot, the athlete ran forward. Our athletes also flew forward, but there was a mistake and the baton rolled off the runway. Cheerleaders' hearts tightened. Their hearts thumped when they saw the athletes from other classes catch the second stick. The whole class held their breath and stared at the athletes. Fortunately, this classmate reacted quickly and immediately picked up the baton and ran forward. The athletes behind them also sprinted to the finish line, and the white school uniform was blown away by the wind. The hair kept flying, and the cheerleaders shouted come on. The audience's eyes followed the athlete's footsteps and stared at the baton. The athletes' efforts to sprint finally calmed the students' flustered hearts.

The third best student rushed out at the fastest speed like an arrow, only to hear a "whoosh" wind blowing us shivering, and finally saved the previous situation.

The athletes in our class are one after another, just like a long dragon flying. Xiaohua was shocked by this scene, opened her mouth and became an "O" shape, which could accommodate a round egg.

Finally, I finished running. Hearing the cheers of the cheerleaders and the applause of the audience, the students relaxed a lot, while the athletes in other classes had finished running, and it was hard to get the first place, but the teacher said that persistence was victory, which was true!

500 words in the diary of relay race in grades 3-5.

"come on Come on! " At noon on Friday, cheers continued on the playground. This is because a class relay race has started. With a whistle, the "good start" of each class quickly ran to the other side. Zhou Ran, the "good start" of our class, rushed out like a gust of wind, and I also reached out for the second place. Other students kept cheering for Zhou. My blood was boiling, my head was blank and my fist was clenched tightly. Finally, I grabbed the stick and rushed out like an arrow. I saw some students chasing after me and shouting, "Come on! Zhang Shunlong! Come on! " I was very happy to hear that, so I speeded up and the wind roared in my ear. Ah! I have surpassed the other classes one, two and three! I feel full of joy. It must be the loudest shout in our class. I passed the stick to the next one, and several students ran fast in succession. The cheerleaders sitting on the stage were almost hoarse, and the players behind them were struggling to catch up. However, what I didn't expect actually happened: did Chen in our class drop the bat twice? It turned out that he dropped it once when he picked it up and once again when he delivered it, and our class's performance was tied with other classes. We were so angry that we wanted to kick him away. I thought to myself: It seems that our class is going to be the last one, but I can't blame him, maybe I'm too nervous.

Just when we felt hopeless, the sprinters in our class flew out, surpassing the sprinters in other classes and helping our class win the second place in the group. When he was running, he gritted his teeth and stared straight ahead like an angry bull. "Come on-"The playground is boiling.

The results came out, and our class was the fifth in that year, thanks to our sprinters.

500 words in the diary of relay race in grade four and five.

With the arrival of this special day today, we are all full of enthusiasm, because today is the opening of the sports meeting of xx School in Hongdu Primary School. This is the women's 4× 100 meter track. With a loud whistle, the fifth-grade athletes began a fierce competition. The first stick in our class is Qin Huang. She passed the stick to the second stick-Nanxi.

Nanxi's running speed is slightly behind Qin Huang's, but she is still trying to run, so Yu Ning and I have to write an article to show our encouragement. Not to be outdone, other rivals are also chasing Nanxi.

Sunseeker Nan passed the baton to Jia Ni. He was thin and didn't seem to run as fast as them, but she ran to the finish line with a desperate effort. The cheerleaders in our class ran with them, cheering and shouting with all their might.

Ke Xin said to me, "If it is broken, our class will definitely lose."

I said firmly, "It doesn't necessarily matter who wins or loses. Don't talk nonsense. "

The last one was Yu Zi, and we shouted, "Come on, Yu Zi! Come on Chongqing ... "

Yuzi has a good running method, and finally caught up with the second place from the fourth place and successfully won the second place. We are really happy for them.

Although this relay race is the same as the usual running race, it tests the unity and cooperation ability between students. Only people with strong unity and cooperation ability can win good grades!

Although the sports meeting is over, I want to say: athletes, don't be discouraged, work hard, there will be another chance next year!

500-word diary of relay race in grade five and five.

The long-awaited sports and cultural festival opened. To say the most intense event of this sports meeting, a word will pop up in everyone's mind: relay. Yes, the goal of our class in this sports meeting is to win the relay championship.

This relay race is very different from the past, from the previous 20 people to 40 people, and the teacher has to send a few "pigs" to the stadium. When I came to school, my classmates were warming up, arguing about this and that. After a while, they were either panting or sweating. Some students are saving their strength, and I am no exception. I am also learning from my teammates.

When the teacher came, we started field work: boys stood on one side of the corridor, girls stood on the other side, and used a roll of books as a baton. Round after round of practice, after all, I haven't encountered such training for a long time. Some sticks were not delivered correctly, while others were not caught. I was so anxious that the teacher frowned and quarreled with this one, and the other one threw down the stick, which made the teacher's mouth extremely busy. Finally, my mouth was cut off, and I used my hands-hey, this is not a fight, but a painting we demonstrated in the classroom. After repeated efforts, the teacher's hands stopped working.

It's time to go to war. Members of our class are standing on runway one. The wind is blowing the leaves of the trees, making a rustling sound, as if cheering for us. Everything is ready for us, waiting for the referee to give the password. However, the delay in issuing the password has increased the tension of the game.

The password was finally issued, and the first baseball player in nine classes rushed out like an arrow. Zong, the best student in our class, has laid a good position in normal play. "come on Run faster! " I refuel every "car" that leaves, hoping they can be as fast as Ferrari! There is no one in front of me. No, there is one, that is, Guo Meijie. She ran towards me. Before she arrived, I rushed out first, grabbed my baton and ran opposite. I feel light, the Jilin college entrance examination is everywhere, and the wind is whistling around me. There are still 20 meters to the finish line. I shook the baton down, 10 m, I held out my hand, 5 m ... 4 m ... 1 m. I successfully handed the baton to Cui, and my task was completed.

I hurried back to the starting point to cheer for my companion. When the last stick Pei Qinggang rushed out, I decided that the champion would definitely fall to our class, and sure enough, we won the championship with a big advantage.