In the morning sun,
You take the solid ball,
Throw a beautiful arc.
Throw courage,
What is thrown away is hope.
Let's do it for them.
Shout come on!
For solid ball players.
You wave your powerful arm,
Watch the solid ball turn into a beautiful arc.
I really admire you in my heart,
You did your best.
For solid ball players.
You wave your powerful arm,
Turn the solid ball into a beautiful arc,
At that moment, you were the best,
You created your own miracle,
Spring breeze is pleased with your bravery,
Chunyang is brilliant because of your confidence.
Come on, you are the best!
2. What articles and poems are written for the solid ball players who are holding the shot put and have answers?
It's a little heavy, but it's a little hard.
It is the true nature of people, lofty sentiments.
With a howl, I saw the shot put fly out.
Oh, great, I cheer for you.
I'm proud of you.
For solid ball players.
The solid ball is thrown from your hand,
Draw a line in the air,
Beautiful parabola.
The solid ball flashed in the air,
Fell down on the field,
Leave a beautiful mark.
Every time you throw,
Are all expressions of passion;
Every time we land,
This is the result of hard work.
The poem about shot put praises the female athletes who used to be busy on the battlefield. Look at my red makeup today. Women never let men, Dare to compete in the sports field. For losers? (Male athlete) How heroic the seven-foot man is, and the sports field shines brightly. It doesn't matter even if he cries. It is not a crime for a man to cry, for a moment of beauty, for us, for himself, for a leap! Feng Zhe, with strong body, steady pace and the same tone as shot put, firmly lowers his body, firmly raises his arms, waist and legs, and vigorously waves Feng Zhe. You are the focus of the audience! The shot put flies forward like a big bird with wings. Why does it draw a curve? Because, it is full of our heavy hope! Who can tell me what 1500 is? It's not just 3 3/4 laps, it's the clear beating of the heart, the tireless running of the legs, and the process of thousands of lines of sweat! That's faith, that's strength, that's responsibility, that's moving. Xie Shangran, we want you to know that you are running on the runway of 1500-that's the shock of cheering for you! Liu Chang: Take a deep breath and watch your legs striding on the 400-meter track. Listen to the wind whistling in your ear. 400 meters, no matter how long it is, is the dividing line between hell and heaven. It's a test of speed and endurance. Your eyes can't see the end, your ears can't hear the cry, but you can only feel your own breath and hear your own heartbeat. There is only one belief-rushing.
4. Poetry about sports, praising the shot put of female athletes.
In the past, the battlefield was busy.
Look at my red makeup today.
Women will never let men,
Dare to compete in the sports field.
For losers.
(Male athlete)
? How heroic the seven-foot man is, and the playground shines brilliantly.
? It's okay to cry. It is not a crime for a man to cry.
skyrocket
Be touched
For the beauty of this moment
for us
for your own sake
To fly that jump!
Feng zhe,
A strong body, a steady pace
The same tone as the shot put.
Calm your body.
Raise your arm firmly.
Keep your waist straight
kick
With a powerful wave of his hand
Feng zhe,
You are the focus of the audience!
The shot put is like a big bird with wings.
Hula, fly forward
Why does it draw a curve?
Because,
It is full of our heavy hopes!
Who can tell me,
What exactly is 1500?
That's not just 3 3/4 laps.
That's a clear heartbeat.
That is the tireless running of the legs.
That is the process of thousands of lines of sweat!
That's faith
That's strong
That's the responsibility.
That's touching.
Xie Shangran, you are running on the runway of 1500.
We want you to know-
That is the shock of cheering for you! Liu Chang:
take a deep breath
Look at the 400m runway.
Take strong steps with your legs.
Listen to the wind whistling in my ear.
400 meters,
Say long, say short, say short.
That is the dividing line between hell and heaven.
This is a test of speed and endurance.
Eyes can't see the end.
I can't hear the shouts in my ears.
Feel the breath
Just hear the heartbeat.
There is only one belief-
5. The speed of the solid ball refueling poem. A beautiful arc across my eyes, I can't help but imagine.
This wonderful arc has condensed a lot of hard sweat.
No matter how many eager expectations the arc carries, it is so natural and perfect, with no regrets, leaving only a beautiful experience.
I want to leave you forever, so that I can print an arc in my heart.
shot-putter
Heavy shot put,
With your hope,
At the moment of struggle,
A shining arc cuts through the beautiful sky,
Hope to move forward, move forward again!
The solid ball is heavy because it carries a dream. The owner of this dream wants to throw it far away and let his dream soar with the solid ball!