400-meter poem of sports meeting

/kloc-A drop of sweat from the 0/500m athlete floats on the court, playing the music of hope with vigorous steps. All kinds of beliefs, put in the blue sky, draw a beautiful arc with your deep eyes. How many beats can life have? Thousands of pairs of eyes are staring at you, running out of the dream of youth for hope and victory. For long-distance runners, maybe you don't trust, our hearts are already boiling with blood. In the past, you left a deep footprint on the long runway. I can't wipe off your sweat or pull off your heavy feet. You don't care about your tiredness, your tears and your sweat for class, because you have a firm belief in your heart. I can do it for the whole class. For 400-meter athletes, the sky is still blue, the sun is still golden, the grass is still green, the runway is still red, and you are still brave and strong. The difference is that the sky is bluer, the sun is brighter, the grass is more like jade, the runway is brighter, and you will be more confident and have more brilliant achievements.