Competition

Each of us has an unforgettable thing: maybe it was doing something good. Maybe it was a victory in a game: maybe it was what you heard, maybe it was you What you see may be what you have personally experienced. This is a sign on the road of our life. The Haimen City Broadcasting Exercise Competition a few days ago gave me another sign on the road of life.

It was an exciting day to think about. The weather was very good. The sky was cloudless, and the warm sunshine of the sun shone on the earth. This was also the most rare sunny day in autumn. We ushered in the annual Haimen City Radio Exercise competition.

At 9:30, the voice of the physical education teacher came over the radio on time: "Please prepare for each class, the competition will start soon." As soon as the voice on the radio finished, we were stunned by lightning. With such momentum, they lined up in the corridor of the building, ready to go.

"Five, four, three, two, one." "Launch." I don't know which naughty guy said it softly. We thought it was very funny. , we wanted to laugh, but the teacher’s glare made us swallow back the laughter that “ran” to our lips. We were completely in a good state for the competition.

“Run, walk. !" As soon as the sports committee member shouted, we lined up neatly and jogged forward.

"The third set of radio gymnastics for primary and secondary school students, I hope the sailing will start now." As soon as I heard this sentence, I I mustered up 100% energy, stretched my hands as straight as a steel pipe, and made every movement strong and powerful. Even ×××, who usually makes movements as weak as cotton, did every movement It was impeccable.

I looked around carefully, ah! What a spectacular scene it was! Thousands of students in the school were doing neat broadcast gymnastics. Even the freshmen in the first grade did an admirable job. Endlessly. Like a shower, it is rapid applause; like thunder, it is a loud command; like a whirlwind, it is waving arms: like a chaotic frog, it is neat footsteps; like fireworks, it is a dancing red scarf. Each of our The movements were full of power, and every movement was so neat, as if there was only one person doing it.

When I was distracted, I almost reversed the movements and looked at the judges upstairs. Her The sun shone straight into the center of the playground and paid no attention to us. I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart. Although the judges did not find my mistake, I couldn't calm down when I was nervous, so I did the following actions. It wasn’t as smooth as before...

The game was finally over, and I let out the breath I was holding in my heart. Then, we lined up to say goodbye to the playground with the exit music.