The crystal clear and thick scenery in front of us.
Where the spring gurgles.
Lotus flowers and rice flowers are fragrant together.
Yu Meiren (adapted)
When is enter the dragon? What do you know about tournaments?
The track and field record was broken again, and the past disappeared quietly in the misty rain.
The track of the project should still exist, but the name has been changed.
Do you have a chance to win? It's like crossing a bridge with thousands of troops.
Go to the sports meeting
This is a poem.
There is a poetic rhythm and poetic feelings.
This is a song.
Melody, fluctuation, speed.
This is a poem read by Qing, a song of youth.
There are fiery emotions, unrestrained and unrestrained, and magnificent bearing.
It is a poem of the times, a song of the times. No foreign exchange is a fresh breath, an ambition to work hard and an inclusive mind.
The storm of the stadium
The omnipotent scenery on the court,
You are sweating like a pig under the storm.
Someone in the stands shouted loudly,
The cry was full of expectation,
Looking forward to success, looking forward to victory!
Athletes, work hard!
Life is invincible.
Fight it, ride the wind and waves,
Beat it!
The scenery of the stadium is unpredictable.
Keep your mind and make persistent efforts.
Never give up!
Better life group
Nobody asked how you were doing,
Reality and goals
Which is more important?
increase and decrease
Who could have predicted it?
Blood will burn eventually.
There is justice in the world.
Pay a total return
Words are better than deeds.
Do your best if you want to do it.
A better life.
That moment
Don't want to be an obstacle.
Unwilling to sweat
Tears fell on that face.
There is nothing to think about.
You can solve it in time
Under a thousand layers of sunshine.
When you are shallow, when you are an instant.
A lot of things have been decided.
In such a place full of people.
Sunny morning
Did sweat bring success?
It was decided at that moment.
I don't know who it is.
I don't know who it is.
Fly across the runway like lightning
Rush to the finish line;
I don't know who it is.
Draw a beautiful parabola
Fall far away;
I don't know who it is.
Jump high from the ground
Fly over the beam,
I don't know who it is.
Try to sow the seeds of hope.
Fly to the distance;
Whoever it is.
Show us everything? Elegance of contemporary middle school students
The promise of youth
Gaze at the blue sky
Give youth a promise.
Let your dreams soar.
Let youth bear fruitful results.
Poetry era
Will is as broad as a river.
Don't count on luck.
Stick to it firmly
To athletes
Happiness and melancholy are written on the forehead.
I didn't give up my persistence yesterday and tomorrow.
I am a wave rolling in the storm.
I am a sunny mirror.
What remains unchanged is the true face of running.
Success and failure are engraved in life.
Spring shoes and autumn marks are all scenery.
I am a brilliant flower in the green season.
I am the windward fruit in the golden season.
What remains unchanged is the prosperity of life.
Teacher, come on!
-Dedicated to the teachers who participated in the competition
Step off the platform,
Put down the pointer,
A teacher in a tracksuit,
I'm not used to it,
Accustomed to the teacher's integrity,
Accustomed to the majesty of the teacher,
In the boiling sports field,
Seeing the teacher's bright smiling face,
Maybe not physically strong,
Maybe the back has been slightly bent,
But your grace hasn't diminished at all,
Teacher, come on!
Please give full play to your firepower!
To the referee
rule
Is a selfless sword.
You are an impartial judge.
One foot on each side is hot soil.
The sky overhead is blue.
Sandstorm, scorching sun
Cracked mouth and dry lips.
You stand in front of the sculpture.
Standing in the scenery
With the insistence of your flag bearer
Hold up the clear sky on the field.
There is no applause.
-Referee to the General Assembly
The same scorching sun,
The same exposure,
Without warm cheers,
There was no excited applause.
You use complicated instruments,
And meticulous patience,
Record the brilliance of athletes.
I'm proud of you,
Thank you for your hard work,
Dear teacher!
To the referee
A good beginning is half the battle,
However, you, the judges,
This is the key to our destination.
Your fairness is the foot we use to walk;
Your patience is a step for us;
Your seriousness is the road we have traveled.
Balanced justice shows your integrity and selflessness.
Please let me say it again:
Judge, you have worked hard!