The morning wind gently wakes up the sun, and the sound of the starting gun comes from the schoolyard, and the colorful flags and the shouts flutter together, and the heart and the starting point are tightly connected, and the white track is paved with youth and blood, and the dawn of the victory is lit with passion.
Listen to the sound of those footsteps that shook the earth, and the cheering and cheering of those feet that rocked the earth. Listen to the shouts of cheer and encouragement. The melody on the field is as fast as a whirlwind, as exciting as a horn, and as rushing as a torrent.
Innovation! Breakthrough! Beyond! is always the most exciting melody on the field.
The golden sunrise washed the runway, the melody of youth composed this song, the passionate heart is the note of this song, the young boy in the flowering season of the fiery heart, always sincere unchanging heart, your figure is the scenery on the track, the sturdy pace of your confidence, listen, we are cheering for you, "cheer", can not We can't express our excitement. Fly! Victory is smiling at you. The melody of youth will always echo in your ears.
To the sprinters
To step onto the track is a choice. It is a kind of courage to get away from the starting point. Riding on the field is a kind of victory. My friend, with your strength, with your spirit, to develop a piece of sprinting world belongs to you.
To the 200M athletes
200M, a starting point of life 200M, a curve of life 200M, a sprint of life 200M, a glorious victory 200M, only a moment, but the achievement of a period of eternal victory 200M, only a bend in a turn, but how much sweat sprinting to the light of your glorious victory Cross the moment, turn the corner, the victory will be in your eyes! Turning that corner, victory beckons
To the 100-meter athlete
The sound of the gun accompanied you on your journey, and with your head held high in confidence, and with the conviction of victory, you sprinted and ran. At that moment, time seemed to stop for you, your courage vibrated everything, shook everyone's heart. The finish line. You won. Though it was only for a few seconds, you left an eternity in our hearts.
The success or failure of the moment - to the 100-meter athlete
The red runway, carrying how much sweat, a red line, recorded how much success or failure. A start, is an instant outbreak, success or failure, that is, to decide which. The moment of the moment, the lightning of the lightning, that is, the start of success.
To the 100-meter athletes
A gunshot class with the valiant autumn wind,
You light up their own style,
In this short 100 meters,
You and time to compete,
Only for? That final sprint.
No matter what the result is, you are all winners.
For, you have raced against time.
To the long-distance runners
The refining is the extraordinary perseverance,
The competition is the extraordinary physical strength,
The struggle is the outstanding endurance.
The long runway is a long journey,
Listen! The wind is cheering for you,
Look! The colorful flags are cheering for you,
Go for it!
For the splendor of the moment when you reach the finish line!
To the athletes
On the 400-meter track,
you are speeding,
faced with such a long way,
you may be numb,
you may be a little confused.
But you know,
behind you, there are a pair of students' eyes of anticipation;
behind you, it is the sweat of your day-to-day practice.
Build up your courage,
and go forward!
For the collective honor, for the motherland's tomorrow!
To the 400-meter athlete
Facing
still the blue sky,
still the golden sunshine,
still the green grass,
still the red track,
still you, the brave you,
the strong you.
The difference is that
the sky is bluer, the sun is brighter,
the grass is more like emerald,
the runway is more colorful,
and you will be more confident,
your achievement will be more brilliant.
To the long-distance runners
Perhaps you are apprehensive,
Our hearts have long been boiling.
Gone are the days,
of the long runway,
leaving your deep footprints.
Can't erase your oozing sweat,
can't pull your heavy feet.
You did it for the sake of your class,
not caring that you were tired,
not caring about the tears and sweat,
because there was a strong belief in your heart.
For the sake of the class, I can do it.
To the 1500-meter athletes
A drop of sweat,
floating on the green field,
along with the vigorous pace,
playing the music of hope.
A variety of beliefs,
Placed in the blue sky,
along with your deep vision,
drawing a beautiful arc.
How many fights can there be in life?
A thousand pairs of eyes are watching you,
For hope, for victory,
Run out the dream of youth.
To the shot putter
Holding the heavy lead ball in your hand,
that lead ball has gathered your hope,
your ideal,
gathering the strength of the whole body, launching the ideal,
launching the hope,
each throw,
is a display of passion;
each landing,
is a display of passion. Every landing,
is the result of hard work.
To the shot putter
A beautiful arc crossed the eye,
I can't help but think about it
This wonderful arc
Condensed with how much hard work,
Innovative arc,
How much fervent expectation.
It is so natural, and so perfect,
there is no regret, will only leave a piece of beauty experience.
I'm going to leave you behind forever
Let my heart imprint an arc
To the high jumper
Left hand can't cover up the sweat
Right hand can't cover up the sun
Full of eyes
It is full of longing.
The feet that step out are on the clouds
The hearts that leap are seething
Light as swallows
Mighty as eagles
Joy raises its arms
Immerse yourself in the repeated rounds of the field
Sweat dripping through,
Tears soaking through
Glowing in the sun.
To the high jumper
A thin pole is placed horizontally in mid-air,
It's thin, yet it's like a hurdle in your life,
No fear, don't be afraid,
As long as you're determined,
As long as you're confident,
What's it worth?
Without experiencing the bumps in the road, there will be no joy of success,
Overcoming again and again,
Transcending yourself again and again,
Go for it and try to jump over the hurdles that stand in your way.
Go burn your youth!
To the high jumper
After a beautifully paced run,
a leap,
the body arcs through the air,
quickly sinking the body and closing the feet.
Over.
That's a beautiful high jump position.
Every time,
it's a challenge to go beyond.
Cheers to every transcendence.
To the high jumper
Gently you come, just as you gently leap,
Quietly we, is to you quietly bless.
Bravely go up! You are the best.
Be brave and leap over the pole of victory,
We look forward to your victory!
To the High Jumper
The earth belongs to you,
the blue sky belongs to you,
and in the moment of your leap,
you leapt out our hope at the same time.
Grass appreciates you,
White clouds welcome you,
Light as a swallow, leaping into the blue sky,
Olympic spirit is embodied in you,
Jump, jump out of your self-confidence,
jump out of the top of you,
jump out of the top of the mountain of your victory.
No big arena is looking forward to your athletic figure
The seething autumn wind sends you a refreshing breath
Friends, at the moment you step on the track
Tell yourself ---- will be confident to the end
Whether you succeed or not
Please run the whole race with a smile on your face
As long as the young heart is still in the vigorous As long as the young heart is still beating vigorously
You have to tell yourself out loud that ---- will carry confidence to the end
Sunshine always comes after rain and wind--To the temporary losers on the sports field
Really, it would be great if there is a draft in life, and you can transcribe it once again! We would recount our lives with absolute seriousness, perhaps not necessarily better than others, but certainly more beautifully than we did the first time.
Perhaps, life cannot be as beautiful as one imagines it to be, the road of one's life cannot all be smooth, and one's mood will not always be as still as water.
In life, there are successes and there will be failures. Therefore, we have to let go of life, maybe the distance is very small, maybe we have to be "dumped in the life of the thorns" stabbed, but we still have no regrets. Let fly, even if it is dusk, but also covered with singing stream, because we firmly believe that, not after the battle of abandonment is hypocrisy, not after the tribulation of the refined transcendence is frivolous, to avoid the display of the Mingzhe is cowardly.
The sun will not always shine, there is no unchanging happiness, trials and tribulations may be a gift from God to test our will, if so, let us smile and face life.
Perfectly everything
The red sun, which is enthusiastically releasing its rays, was shaken by a burst of cheering, and panicked and threw itself into the embrace of the dark clouds. But the migratory birds that flew north circled the stadium because of the fervor of the scene, and lingered on the lively atmosphere that was so different from the silence of the sky. Around the sports field side of the trees, in the autumn wind frequent visits to play a pleasant symphony of leaves, as if to match the cheerleaders on the field, for the struggle of the athletes to cheer.
It was an extraordinary day. The students on the field are on this unusual stage to show their own style. And everything around them? Everything is adding to it, coloring her existence, making her life bloom more brilliantly, it's perfect, it's worth celebrating, let's applaud it.
The moment of solidification
The annual sports meeting came as scheduled. The grandeur of the "autumn military pointing on the sand field" must have given us an unspeakable passion. So, I put down my pen to feel the pulse and heartbeat of the intense.
In the expectation, in the expectation, is sad or happy, is happy or crazy, are not known, but can know is that we have such a sports event. We once paid no cost will be in this and dream collision season to be sure and cash, the end does not matter, so that our intellectual and physical strength to compete equally, in the competition through our persistent spirit, the spirit of self-confidence. We desire, we support, we applaud the heroes on the podium, we also applaud the losers. Because, a short moment can be solidified into an eternal picture, to describe the ageless pursuit, interpretation of the quality of bravery.
The moment of burning passion
In the days of "blue cloud sky, yellow leaves, autumn color even waves", the school's * Games slowly opened the curtain. Here, you can touch the jumping youth notes, feel the burning passion, and experience the radiant light.
The Decameron has this sentence "the hardships of climbing the edge in exchange for double the joy." Everyone is working hard, intoxicated by the collective joy. Propaganda Department: publishing the newsletter, pulling banners, making publicity boards, windy and lively. Practice Department: ready to go, do a good job before and after the meeting all kinds of preparatory work ...... up and down the heart, like a cracker, cast a brand new page. "Unity is victory", "long live friendship", "struggle" sportsmanship has been well reflected here.
Firmness of faith can transform death into resurrection and moments into eternity. For the sake of faith, self-realization and shaping of the heart, see, when the sunrise brings new life, our athletes get up early to exercise.
In the silence and quiet, they have planted the fire for us, I believe that in this year's Games, we are advancing with the times, pioneering and innovating, inspired by the spirit of sports, we will certainly race good results!
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 succeed 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 limit, surpass yourselves! Believe in yourself, come on, athletes, believe in yourself.
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.
Just like the flowers have prepared for spring, fall and winter, just to be red through the whole summer. Just like the snowflakes experienced spring, summer, fall is in order 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. Welcome the sunrise, you step song and go, carrying hope, we wait for your return.
Perhaps the shooting star is not uncommon, but it burns the moment, leaving the most beautiful memories on earth! Maybe the smiling face is not uncommon, but the joy of victory, will always leave the world a wonderful moment! Yes, those once wonderful things only a short moment, but that left the most brilliant moment on earth. Victory, is what everyone seeks, the joy of victory, is the victory and start over the turn, victory is a new beginning!
Not long and not short distance, the need is wholeheartedly devoted to the whole process, from the beginning to the end of you are in the fight at this moment, you are in the most scenic moment, no matter how many insisted on the confidence of victory, as long as the run down, you are heroes 14 time in the passage of time, the track in the extension of the success of the show in front of you
Heart beating, blood boiling, brilliant at your feet casting go for it!
Treading the breath of spring, with a light step, we ushered in the long-desired Games. Here is the stage to show yourself. We aspire to the perseverance of the mountains, we long for the depth of the sea, and, we are more obsessed with your speed and passion. Come on, release your vigor. Your every sprint, are knocking our heartstrings; your every leap, are attracted to our eyes; your every jump, are taut our nerves. We shout for you, we are proud of you, we are crazy about you.
The road of life, there is a straight road, there are bumps in the road, have done years, there is laughter, there is bitter, tears tell me a story of falling, sweat makes me more a heavy, a few more mature. Ideal is different from reality, after all, failure is part of life, who can not choose, can not be resisted, life to fight for themselves, to struggle, in the wind and rain in the hundred folds of the courage to go forward. Tears are no longer lost, wandering is no longer confused, success belongs to those who overcome failure, perseverance, the courage to pursue their dreams.
Go for it, sportsmen! Array of powerful pace, sound powerful cry, the sports field sprinkled with our youthful dribs and drabs. Flag shaking, drums sound, here to block the youthful vigor; gunshot, "ready to run", to block the athletes as fire-like momentum. Heroes, the victory is not to be denied, the sound of the oath drenched in the lofty fighting spirit of the athletes. Friends, cheers for the athletes, cheers for the movement! The field is full of excitement, and every molecule in the air is saturated with confidence. The sophomore (9) class I want to shout out: "Here is infinite splendor!
To the athletes, is the stadium wandering flames, is the endless footsteps, is the wind fluttering leaves refracted golden light, whereby the athletes can be interpreted in the face of excitement. That light pace like the wings of the birds, the crisp sound of the gun resounded through the sky, it charmed the leaping desire to rise, start, accelerate, overtake, sprint, step by step to the dawn of victory. That is the force of the competition, the quality of the contest, is the pomegranate tree, jumping heart.
In today's race, I am just a spectator on the sidelines. I used my eyes to witness the rights and wrongs on the field, and used my heart to feel the joys and sorrows of the athletes. He insisted on running the whole course, I learned the preciousness of persistence, he fell down and then stood up, I learned the courage not to be afraid of failure. Every bit of the field, are so shocked my soul. In today's race, I'm just a spectator on the sidelines, but I've learned a lot
Autumn wind feather, the weather turned cooler. However, this person's autumn in today's more charming, not because of its autumn high, not because of its bright sunshine, is because today's people doubled the spirit of refreshing. Look! The scene on the sports field, a strand, whether it is crying or laughing, the city of joy or sadness, which are integrated into their sweat, hard work. They are the real athletes, is the proud children of the sports field, but also in our hearts heroes. Go for it! Heroes!
Every hard work has a harvest, every pain is the beginning of happiness, not a cry is the call of strength. We have a big wave to the shore of the bold, so you do not have to care about the quiet of the small lotus first dew, we have a spring sunshine bright, so do not have to envy the winter mess of jade and broken agar, we are a rainy day an umbrella, is a pot of charcoal fire in the cold winter, the warmth is not just you and me, but everyone's heart. The athletes on the sports field, applause belongs to you, flowers belong to you, success also belongs to you!
A runway, to four people to build a belief, to four people to fight every handover is the transmission of trust every handover is eternal support five hundred times in the past life to be able to look back, in exchange for today's encounter, punch it! The first thing you need to do is to get to the end of the line and move towards the same goal of four people!
Breathe y, waiting for you is a tough 1500 meters. I believe the victory will belong to you. But on this journey, need your brave heart to face. We are cheering for you, do you hear our shouts from the heart? Difficulty and victory are beckoning to you. Go, go, don't hesitate. Go on, go on, don't hesitate. Go on and beat the odds, go on and win! I believe you will send us a sweat-soaked smile!
You are the heart of the stadium, beating dreams; you are the spirit of the long road, inspiring splendor; you are the ones who will go up and down! The wind is cheering for you, the clouds are cheering for you, firmness, perseverance, endurance and hope, coalesce at points in the extended white runway! Strength, faith, hard work and struggle, in the distant finish line gradually bright! The strong sound of the times is sounding under your feet.
Not for the applause of the interpretation, not for the deliberate conquest, only the sweat of hard work into the pursuit of the footsteps, the heart of the firm belief, the feet of the steady pace, you tell the action of an unchanging truth, there is no longer than the foot of the road, there is no higher than the people of the mountain, the hope of the end of the beckons you to work hard to meet the end with the perseverance and determination of the flowers and applause, I believe that the success of the end of the line belongs to you, and the success of the end of the line is not a matter of time, but a matter of time.
In the face of the grueling journey, you are not afraid, the baton in your hands to pass the collective power, listen, we are shouting for you, you interpret the spirit of the Olympic Games, you are the pride of our hearts, breathe y, waiting for you is a tough 800 meters. I believe that the victory will belong to you, but on this journey, you need your brave heart to face. We are cheering for you, do you hear our shouts from the heart, difficulties and victory are beckoning you, go ah, do not hesitate, go to beat the difficulties, go to win, I believe you will send us a sweat-soaked smile