Composition on fun sports games with skipping rope and shot put

Today, our school’s third spring sports meeting saw all the athletes in high spirits. Their clothes were soaked in sweat. They practiced for the competition. My athletes cheered and wrote my sincere blessings. I sent them to the radio station. The athletes increased their confidence and courage. The cheers and broadcasts carry the same hope, confidence, courage, and I leave the starting point and run to the finish line waving to myself. I am an athlete who participated in the triathlon and the round-trip relay in paper clothes. I *** wrote ten articles for approval in the afternoon. I am honored to be the postman in the afternoon. Although I was tired from running, the whole class gave the athletes who participated in the competition to strengthen their confidence. I am more proud and excited. Finally, in the afternoon, I participated in the triathlon. I listened to the sound of the voice before running. The class was honored and disappointed. The whistle sounded and the cheers sounded. I galloped like a horse, listening to the encouragement in my ears. I reached the finish line without overtaking me. I finished squatting and ran towards the starting point. I started skipping rope and ended up failing to add a name to the class. I was so hurt that all the teachers in the school shed tears. The students' attention was not lost, and then the round-trip relay was held. I was very nervous because I had no name in the game. My famous athlete gave me a paper brake. I was running, and the drawing board was watched by the whole school. I didn't draw any parts, and I ran. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. My class ran for the first time. My class was buzzing with cheers of victory. I was so happy. I was so happy in my event of skipping rope. Chairman Liu announced the honors for civilized discipline and the National Games event. I came second in the fifth discipline group. Won the luck and won the first place. The class cheered and ended the luck. I wish you a successful summer luck. We are waiting