Sentences and verses about the Games
Part 1: Written before the Games
By: pen end
Autumn winds are cool and colorful flags flutter,
Thousands of people call out for the same cry.
The campus is a great place to walk,
and I'm sure you'll find it very interesting.
The idea is to sit on the table,
and to write a new poem in your own words.
The story is still alive and well,
and the flags are fluttering in anticipation.
The goal is to teach the children to aspire to a higher level,
and to gather the endpoints.
The horn of progress is sounding again today,
and we are proud of the College.
Article 2: Sports Day
By: Feng Yan stalk
The annual field day has begun
The sky is still as blue as ever
The wind is still as warm as ever
At such a time of the year
We ushered in the sports day
On the field, we ran
Showing off our figures
Underneath the field, we had a great time
The field day was a great success.
Off the track, we cheered
Celebrating our victory
This year, the Games are still the same
But the people are different
On the track, our hearts are leaping
Our blood is boiling
On a day like this
We have made a pact of a lifetime
Let's make a friendship that will last forever!
Part III: Sports Day
By: Bookish Talent
The fire-like enthusiasm,
dyed the whole field,
the sun is also too hot,
hiding in the cloud house to see the fun.
With a call to arms,
the athletes,
took off!
Go, go, go!
Toward the finish line!
No matter how tired you are, make sure you keep going,
because this is a race of perseverance!
If you can't beat yourself, then how can you beat others?
Go for it! When you get to the finish line,
you will feel - a glimpse of the mountains,
how proud you are of yourself at that time!
2. Describe the good words and sentences of the Games
Describe the good words and sentences of the athletes of the Games
1 Your sweat sprinkled on the runway, watering the flowers of success open. Your laughter flies in the field, for the class to compete in the number of your best. Run, chase it in this vast field, you like a horse like an arrow from the Hyun-hyun. Run, catch up with you than the tiger fierce than the leopard strong
2 you waved your arms full of power to watch the solid ball into a beautiful arc I really admire you in your heart you threw their best level
3 a small stick, connected to the unity and fraternity a small stick, the transmission of courage and strength a small stick, interpretation of the struggle and struggle to come on! Let this exciting moment, has been echoed in our hearts!
4 step on the runway, is a choice. Leave the starting point, is a kind of courage. Ride the field, is a kind of victory.
5 sportsmen, with your strength, with your spirit, to open up, a belong to your long-distance running world!
6 Warm sunshine sprinkled on the field, the men's B group javelin competition is about to start. On the field, a beautiful arc will be lightly across the sky. The javelin in the hands of the athletes to the distance of the authority to launch round after round of challenges. The javelin's light posture in the air is a combination of the athletes' strong strength and skillful technique. Who can win in this fierce competition? Let's wait and see, let's shout and cheer for them! Only those who combine strength and skill into one can win the laurels of victory!
7 How many times have you sweated, hurt and pain had added to the memory, only because always believe, to fight to win. Always inspire themselves, to be successful you have to work hard. The blood boils in the field, the giant rises in the field. Believe in yourself, you will win and create miracles; believe in yourself, your dreams are in your hands, this is your world. When all is over, you will be number one. Believe in yourselves, you will surpass the limits, surpass yourselves! Believe in yourself, cheer up, athletes, believe in yourself.
8 young us confidently flying, youthful breath as the birth of the sunrise, vigorous strength as the sunshine of the sprinkling. At this moment, the runway is our wonderful stage, the sound of cheering is our highest award! On what success, talk about what honor and disgrace, the heart of the belief is only one: struggle! 8 sultry autumn winds, can not stop you to break the bamboo of the sharpness,
9 broad green field, is for you to build the stage. Open up, young heart, we will always applaud you!
10 Tagore said in the poem, the sky does not have the shadow of the wings, but I have flown; Ai Qing said to his friends, maybe someone can not reach the other side of the shore, but we *** with the sea. Maybe you don't have remarkable achievements, but you have left your footprints on the sports field. Maybe you don't have prizes, but we have left the figure of your struggle in our hearts. All the efforts are to meet this moment, all the struggle is for this order.
11 Like flowers prepared for spring, fall, winter, is to red through the whole summer. Just like the snowflakes through the spring, summer, fall is to white the whole winter. Crouch down, head high, set off ...... gently a lift of the foot, will hold the eyes of the whole field dashing compulsion waving hand, will meet that a speechless waiting. Facing the sunrise, you step song and go, carrying hope, we wait for your return.
3. Poetry about sports
Tian Xing Jian, the gentleman to self-improvement.
Lu You, a poet of the Song Dynasty, wrote in his poem "Late Spring Sentiments" (No. 4) about watching a soccer (cuju) match in Xianyang when he was a teenager. The poem says: young man riding into Xianyang, falcon like body light butterfly like crazy.
Cuju field side of ten thousand people to see, swing flag a spring busy.
The scenery is as old as yesterday, and his aura has been shattered.
"The East Room is empty, and the door is closed to sweep the snow and burn incense."
Yang Wanli, a poet of the Song Dynasty, wrote a poem titled "The Poem of Jiaojie" after watching a competition held by the imperial court to improve the martial arts skills of soldiers. The poem reads:
The square is a wonderful play fighting Cheng Cai, only to get a smile on the face of heaven. The first time I saw the movie, I was so happy to see the movie, I was so happy to see the movie.
Tang Dynasty poet Wang Jian wrote a poem in seven lines, which describes the situation of the courtesans playing "soccer".
Cold food insiders long white fight, the library first scattered with money. At that time, the "Cuju sport", which was played by a single person or a few people without a goal, was called "Bai Ta".
Water polo in the Song Dynasty called "throwing water", Song Huizong Zhao Ji has written a poem in seven lines for this water sport. The poem reads:
The blue ditch along the west corridor of the park is long, and the green shadow of the bamboo is cool.
Throwing the ball to play in the water to compete with the near and far, a little bit of meteor flare wave light.
In the Ming Dynasty, the Hanlin Academy Cultivator (historian) Qian Fu wrote a poem entitled "Cuju", which is about the scene of the women's soccer game. The poem says:
Cuju when the field in February day, the immortal wind blew down two Canyuan.
Sweat stains the pink face and flowers with dew, dust puffs the moth eyebrow and willow with smoke.
The green sleeves are lowered to cover the jade shoots, and the red skirt is tilted to reveal the golden lotus.
They are the most beautiful boys in Chang'an."
Cheng Hao, a Song Dynasty scientist, once wrote a poem with chess as its content.
Most of the games are dramas, and the Xiangqi theater can learn to use the army.
The game of chess is a drama, and the game of chess can be used to learn the art of war.
The army is heavy on generals and light on foot soldiers.
This is the first time I've ever seen a man like Liu Xiang in a fight."
Tug of War
Watching the tug of war
Li Longji
The strong man is always brave, and he pulls out and refuses to reach the river.
To practice the hero's ambition, it is necessary to know how many victories and defeats there are.
The mountains are beautiful, and the water is so beautiful that it can be used as a waterfall.
The first thing I want to do is to be happy with the year.
The first time I saw the movie was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the first time I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
The long rope is tied to the sun, and the rope pulls the river.
The drums are often pushed by the force of the battle, and the city is in a better position to compete.
Martial Arts
The Sword Dance of Gongsun Danniang's Disciples with a Preface
Du Fu
The sword dance of Gongsun, a beautiful woman in the past, moved the four directions.
The spectators were as dismayed as the mountains, and the earth and the sky were lowered for a long time.
The sword is like the nine suns of Yi, and it is like the horses of a group of emperors.
It is like a thunderbolt that collects the anger, and it is like a river that condenses the clear light.
The two loneliness of the reddish-red lips and beads, and the fragrance of the disciples in the evening.
The beauty of Linying is in Baidi, and she dances beautifully to this song.
The first time I saw the movie was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
The first emperor had 8,000 maids, and Gongsun was the first to use his sword.
In the past fifty years, it was like a slap in the face, and the dust was infinite, dimming the royal family.
The children of the pear kingdom were scattered like smoke, and the rest of the women's music reflected the cold sun.
The trees in the southern part of the Golden Corn Pile have been arched, and the grass in the stone city of Qutang is gloomy.
The tortoise strings and the pipes are all over again, and the moon rises in the east.
The old man did not know where he was going, and he was saddened by the deserted mountains.
The first day of Lohan Fist
Dharma West has no word, all depends on the mind to use kung fu,
If you want to find the Buddha's teachings on the scriptures, the tip of the pen is dipped in the dry dongting lake.
4. Poetry about the Games
Poetry about the Games: Chapter 1: Written before the Games Author: Pen Duan Autumn wind and colorful flags fluttering, a thousand calls for shouting.
Strolling through the campus heart leaping, transferring pen and ink to send joy. The idea is to sit on the table, and to put aside the words of the heart for a long time to give a new poem.
The story is still being told, and the flags are fluttering in the air. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it.
The horn of progress is sounding again today, and the courage to go forward proud of the teacher's college. Part II: Games Author: Feng Yan stalk began the annual Games day is still so blue wind is still so warm in such a season we ushered in the Games on the field we ran to show our figure under the field we cheered to celebrate our victory this year the Games are still the same but the people are different on the track our hearts jumped our blood boiled in such a day we have written a lifelong agreement let our friendship! Transmit forever Basic introduction: the Games refers to sports competitions, there are large-scale games such as the Olympic Games, but the scope is different.
5. Poems about the Games
Poetry for the Games The sun throws down countless soft eyes shaking the athletes' hearts and flags The heart lake is rippling with a wave of cool as the frost wind dyed maple leaves, the fire red blood flames fiercely rising Who is on stage in the male voice clanging Who is on the stage in the heart of the ping ping Saving every head of the excitement of the heart of the excited excitement of the long wait Waiting for the stage to listen to the words of the sports meeting to be carried out! The athletic meet is underway! The sinews of spring are strong with the spring, and the summer's hard training makes them even stronger. The valiant posture of autumn is rushing to show off the fruits of victory, which hang heavy in the heart, and the mind grows crazy to savor them. Athletes send calm smiles to their lips, which are slightly open, holding the confidence of the athletes. Sportsmen are like arrows, which are quick to shoot, which are strong enough to leave the string, and which are not yet dispersed by the sound of a sudden gunshot, and which have already arrived at the finish line. Faster than a run is an arrow Faster than an arrow is a flash of you You're only a flash in my eyes The mouths of the cheering crowd are only half-opened Oh, the sprinter, but Liu Xiang, the second Liu Xiang On the road of life, there's the comfort of the breeze and the savagery of the strong winds On the circular track of life, lap after lap, lap after lap, it's not the sweat of the sweat, it's the wetness of the breeze's kiss, it's not the panting of your tiredness, it's the nervousness of the winds that embrace you for the first time In life, we love each other and we run from the start to the finish line, from the finish line to the start, round and round and round. From the beginning to the end, from the end to the beginning, we enter a wonderful and sweet temple, a heavy rusty discus falling into the earthly jade plate, gently held in the palm of my hand, slowly rubbing it with my rough hand, I want you to hang in the sky for me, shedding light on my success, reviving my strong hand, vigorously raising the sail in the palm of my hand, as you rotate in the open sky, a magical saucer appearing, and behold, the discus falling into my dream, five years later, the discus falling into my dream, the discus falling into my dream! The discus falls into my dream 5,000 meters, 5,000 meters of sadness Where is the end of that sadness? Sore legs are filled with heavy lead A sigh of sadness in my heart at every step My dry heart cracks into powdery sand Every glass of water evaporates and dissipates My body opens up into a thousand streams of water The clothes are frozen into soft blades My body is scratched into more living fountains 5,000 meters, 5,000 meters, 5,000 meters, 5,000 meters, slim, slim, slim, slim, slim, slim, slim, slim, slim, slim, slim, where is victory? I can't write poems, I can't sing, but I have a heart of fire that melts into the July sun, and with my heart, I'm cheering you on, with my heart, with my heart, I'm shouting for you, with every bit of energy that I put into your strong body, I'm adding to your aura of success, with my starry light. The sun, having seen all the performances on the field, and with its drunken face falling down the western hills, and the western canopy, will be a feast of celebrations, and the clouds will be dancing in joy, and the birds will sing and bring us a message to the unknown, to the unknown. In the unknown land, the awards in your hands are covered with golden and transparent smiles, in which there is me, in which there is you, and in which there is the power of the group, victory, the valor of late autumn, to the athletes of the 100 meters, lined up on the starting line, your muscles are strong and firm, and your eyes are full of confidence, and the gun goes off, and you start your not-so-long journey, straight away, on the runway, there are steady tracks, and at the end of the track, there will be the back of you, when you sprint, and the applause will be for you. Come on, you will be applauded, come on, the victory and flowers will belong to you. To the sprinters, stepping onto the track is a choice.
Leaving the starting point is a kind of courage. The first thing you need to do is to get a good start on the race.
Friends, with your strength, with your spirit, to develop a piece of sprinting world belongs to you.