Writing a 100-word composition in a head-on relay

1. Write an essay on the relay race

In the cool and beautiful days of autumn rain, the sports meeting we have been looking forward to for a long time finally started with a round of applause. Curtain. Hey, isn't that the head-on relay race of our grade? Oh, take a look. Look at these eager athletes. They are all in high spirits and preparing for this competition. Especially our class is very well prepared. Our teacher is teaching them about the relay race. They are all wide-eyed. Eyes, listening attentively, nodding from time to time, seemed to be affirming their strength. Judging from their looks, they were really confident. The exciting moment finally arrived, and the head-on relay was about to start. Only a crisp sound from the referee was heard. The whistle sounded, and each athlete rushed out like an arrow. The students who were about to take over the baton stared straight at the baton in the hands of the students running towards them. They stretched out their right hands and opened their eyes wide. The tiger's mouth is coming, coming, getting closer! Suddenly, the classmate who took over took the baton and held it firmly, then rushed out desperately, rushed to the other side, and passed the baton to the next classmate who was about to take over... At this time, the classmates on the cheerleading team They shouted loudly with all their strength: "Come on! We must win glory for the class!" The voices were overwhelming, one after another. Some jumped up excitedly, and some took off their bright red scarves and danced, danced..., Some of the teachers in each class who were eager to win frowned, bit their lips, and stamped their feet anxiously; some waved their arms and loudly echoed the cheerleaders' shouts; some were still talking to the team members. ..., there are really different postures. The team members competed with each other and fought hard on the sports field with all their strength. Everyone wanted to win the championship and everyone wanted to win honors for the class. In the end, each class finally ran It was over, and our class won third place. At the moment we finished, there were cheers, sighs, whistles, and discussions. There was also the emotion of sweat, tears, and rain... 2. A 400-word essay about the opening ceremony of the sports meeting and the fifty-meter head-on relay race

The wonderful fifty-meter head-on relay race

The sports meeting has begun, and the playground is so lively, classmates Some of them are jumping high, some are jumping long, and some are throwing softballs. The most exciting part was the 50-meter head-on relay race. With the sound of "come on", I came to the competition venue with a very nervous mood. The teacher said: "The slow runner stands in the front, and the fast runner stands in the back." I didn't run very fast, so I stood in the middle. I saw the referee giving an order, and the three students hurriedly ran forward and handed the stick to another person... It's almost, it's almost, it's my turn. I feel like I'm carrying a few little rabbits in my arms. , my heart was pounding. I found that our class ran faster and faster, and we came first. I was not so nervous anymore and just wanted to do my best.

It was almost my time, and my heart was pounding, almost jumping into my throat. When I saw my classmates returning to the stands, I couldn't help but become nervous. Finally it was my turn, I took the stick and rushed forward. I spread my legs, gritted my teeth, and rushed forward, only to hear the wind whistling in my ears. I put the stick into the hand of the next classmate, and the other two classmates were still running. I walked slowly back to the stands while gasping for air. When I saw that our class was still in first place, I finally let go of my hanging heart. I was feeling proud when Huang Chengzhe from Class 4 (3) suddenly caught up with me. Gradually, we moved from first to second. "Come on! Come on!" Everyone shouted desperately, but our speed still couldn't increase.

The competition is over, and our class is second again. The feeling in my heart... I must win the first place next time.

3. Write an essay on the relay race

In the cool and beautiful days of autumn rain, the long-awaited sports meeting finally started with a round of applause. Curtain.

Hey, isn’t that the head-on relay race of our grade? Alas, take a look. Look at these eager athletes, all of them are in high spirits and preparing for this competition, especially our class, which is very well prepared.

Our teacher is teaching them about the relay race. They all have their eyes wide open, listening attentively, and nodding from time to time, as if they are affirming their strength. Looking at them, they are really confident. The exciting moment has finally arrived, and the head-on relay race is about to begin.

I only heard a clear whistle from the referee, and each athlete flew out like an arrow. The students who were about to take over the baton stared straight at the classmates running towards them. Holding the baton tightly in his hand, he stretched out his right hand and opened his mouth wide, coming, coming, getting closer and closer! Suddenly, the classmate who took over took the baton and held it firmly, then rushed out desperately, rushed to the other side, and passed the baton to the next classmate who was about to take over... At this time, the classmates on the cheerleading team They shouted loudly with all their strength: "Come on! We must win glory for the class!" The voices were overwhelming, one after another. Some jumped up excitedly, and some took off their bright red scarves and danced, danced... Some of the teachers in each class who were eager to win frowned, bit their lips, and stamped their feet anxiously; They danced their arms and loudly echoed the shouts of the cheerleaders; some were still chattering to the team members... There were really different postures.

The team members competed with each other and fought hard on the sports field with all their strength. Everyone wanted to win the championship and everyone wanted to win honors for the class. At the end, each class finally finished running, and our class won third place.

At the moment when the run was finished, there were cheers, sighs, whistles, and discussions. And the emotion that combines sweat, tears, and rain... 4. Writing an essay for a sports meeting (about 100 words)

To the relay athletes. The baton brings the fire you create and warms my hands.

In the urgent news, what our eyes convey in a flash is eternity, unity and friendship. Your roar shocked you and me, and touched the heartstrings of you and me. Let us perform this exciting swing together.

Let us *** be a collective, our hearts provide a piece of heat and light a warm and warm lamp. 4100 bursts out with infinite power, warms our home, and performs unity and friendship.

Four perfect arcs, connected by a small stick. This is the perfection of life, this is the limit of sports.

Don’t ask why we work together so well. Don’t ask why we are so closely united. Because, we are brothers and sisters, athletes! To the relay athletes This is an ordinary wooden stick. The contrast between red and white depicts their fairness and fortitude.

It's in the hands of you -- our relay athletes. Coldness turns to passion, firmness melts into softness.

Today we hold it and run on the field, and tomorrow we will embark on the Olympic journey with it. To the 4100-meter athletes. The fierce scene makes everyone's heart beat.

You try your best to pass the victory in your hands to the next person; we work hard and pass on the hope in our hearts to you. You hit the line, we cheered.

Not only for victory, but more importantly, we understand a precious spirit, that is - unity. We just finished the sports meeting, and I used this script~~. 5. A 400-word essay: This PE class is really interesting. It’s best to write about a relay race.

This PE class is really interesting. We had a very interesting PE class not long ago.

In class, we had a fierce tug-of-war competition. After class, the physical education teacher said that there would be tug-of-war today. The students were very happy and started to warm up enthusiastically.

Then the teacher divided us into two teams, and the game started with a crisp whistle. So a unique "tug of war" took place.

Both sides were pulling very hard. For a while, our side was about to win and the other side was about to lose. But I don’t know who the other side was. Suddenly, they secretly exerted their strength and reversed the situation, causing us to lose. Some students in our team did not Convinced, he asked for another round. So we competed again.

At this time, the sound of cheering for our team was "deafening", and the students became even more energetic, especially Yinglong. He gritted his teeth, wrapped the rope around his arm, and pulled hard while still mouthing He shouted: "Ah! Yeah!" He wanted to pull the other person away. But everything is in vain.

We did not give up and competed again. Some students in our team broke out and used all their strength to win a beautiful victory.

We still want to compete in the last game, because if we win one, we will still lose. Even if we can't win, we still want to tie. In this way, we worked hard in the last game and won another one, resulting in a tie.

At this moment, the faces of the students were all filled with happy smiles. This physical education class is really interesting.