1. A 600-word essay imitating the customs of Ansai Waist Drum
Imitation of "Ansai Waist Drum"
A group of energetic students were walking in the scorching sun. Under the sun, on the "green grass" football field, under the gaze of countless people, they are trying to use their sweat, their blood, and their youth to interpret the legend at their feet.
Their expressions were calm and calm, and there seemed to be nothing surprising about them. Beads of sweat poured down from their foreheads as if they were free.
But——
As soon as they started kicking, they became ruthless, forgetful of love, and lost their lives. A dozen or twenty figures were running on the football field, with hundreds of spectators watching. Like thunder, it is the enthusiastic cheering; like flying swallows, it is the nimble footsteps; like the rising sun, it is the vigorous hope; like Mount Tai, it is the majestic momentum; like Titan, it is the strong goalkeeper; tiger Usually, it is the vanguard that rushes around. A passionate football match broke out on the football field.
This football makes the boring study life interesting, makes the silent school lively, and makes the students feel excited...
After the heavy rain , everything is reborn, even football is not willing to be lonely, looking at the football flowing on the football field.
It reminds me: Everything in the world will be known by God, and life is not romantic in games. It is in vain to pay for young dreams. 4 essays imitating Ansai waist drum. 4 essays imitating Ansai waist drum. (300 words for a personal narrative essay)
It reminds me: the responsibility of protecting the motherland will be entrusted to our generation, and we must use our blood to build an unbreakable shield for the motherland. An indestructible spear.
Reminds me of: it is dark and clear again, clear and dark again, and finally enlightened and never darkened.
What a passionate football match, giving people unlimited excitement...
Every step is one step closer to football, one step closer to the goal, and one step closer to honor. , one step closer to hope.
When the whistle sounds, it seems that the world is silent, just like you came gently and left gently, without taking away a cloud or leaving a wisp of dust. 2. A 600-word scene composition imitating "Ansai Waist Drum"
Netizens, please accept my question! ! ! When I woke up in the morning, I stayed in bed as usual, counting the number of alarms. When it was close to the time set by myself, I jumped out of bed like a sprint of 100 meters.
Then he walked to the balcony with lazy steps, taking deep breaths as usual, trying to absorb everything new into his body, so as to awaken the passion sleeping deep in his soul... After the Waking of Insects , the little bug woke up, and it seemed that I also woke up from hibernation. The weather is slightly cold, but my mood feels warmer than before. There is no need to swear an oath to each other, the feeling of gurgling into the heart like a stream is enough to make a person intoxicated, so intoxicated that he smiles.
This spring is as bright as the sun. You came softly, as calmly as the wind blowing through the window, and brought me dreamy poems.
I am so pleasantly surprised that I feel the eternal love between you and me; I am so happy that there is someone to share my troubles with; I cherish this wonderful unexpected encounter even more, because, before I met you, I spent too much time letting myself be alone; because before I met you, I rubbed shoulders with too many people; because before I met you, I would not have been so warm in spring like this. Holding my breath, I listen quietly, praying for your true heartbeat, waiting for the moment when heart and heart collide, with a slight warmth and a slight desire, my heart has slowly opened, playing a crisp and clear sound, not the heart Broken, but joyful.
My peaceful heart is overflowing with happiness that I have never experienced before. Spring has become so brilliant, and the sunny days have drowned out the desolation of spring. It is bright and clear day by day, and it seems that happiness is right in front of you.
The thoughts have gradually dispersed, and the bright mood has just begun, so within reach. Love is wandering in the space of imagination, so gorgeous and colorful, and so warm. I really want to hold your hand and ask gently, did we have an agreement in the previous life when we meet so tenderly? I really wonder, looking into your eyes and staring at you, have we drank that wonderful Meng Po soup and forgotten all the sorrows when we met without any scruples? An experience, a flash of inspiration, a moment of memory, a handful of sweetness, looking back sweetly, smiling leisurely, thinking quietly, and walking away gracefully.
I used to like to forget, but now when I recall and search carefully, everyone is scattered at the end of the world. Looking into the deep night sky, this star collides with that star, and the fire light reflects the entire dark sky. After bringing beautiful fantasies to many people, they turned around and the moment was forever.
It makes people recall and reminisce until their hearts are so excited that they can’t breathe, until they miss themselves so much that they forget themselves. I'm afraid of excitement, but I'm also afraid of loneliness.
I am afraid that everyone will leave me and I will be the only one left.
The big poplar tree beside the road, after experiencing the wind and rain, swayed its broken branches slightly tiredly, rustling from time to time, as if telling passers-by about its joy. Just as I was meditating sadly on everything in front of me, my ears There was a cheerful chirping of birds from the side, crisp, chaotic and euphemistic. I looked around eagerly to see what kind of birds they were, but I couldn't find any trace of them. Only the spring breeze blew gently on my face. My heart seemed to be suddenly enlightened - so I took a deep breath, faced the sun, tied up my tail in a ponytail, raised the corners of my mouth slightly, turned around and stepped forward, ready to set off again! I miss the morning breeze that lifts up the window curtains, and the speechless curtain roller brings me all kinds of orchid fragrances and the refreshing smell of Xihuang. The drizzle sweetly moistens the dry corners of my lips and washes away my drunken and dreamy face. , whispering that this is a strange early morning, with the charm of mist rising, white dew coming, and the rain flower stone path as clean as Mingchen. You should go into the quiet place to chant the wind and find orchids.
But apart from missing you, I don’t want to go anywhere.
In addition to missing you, I began to hate everything.
The lights dimmed last night, and my dark silhouette on the windowsill was warmed by the cold moonlight. Just like that, I silently lost sleep.
Only those who have insomnia understand the splendor of summer flowers and the quiet beauty of night. Only those who have insomnia understand the comfort that the ghostly purple mist and red fire of smoke can bring to your soul.
Perhaps I am about to embark on a journey, following your footsteps and looking for the destination of my soul.
But, my love, please tell me.
At this time, what else can comfort a crying heart? what else.
Cloud? Can the cloud be used?
Will a person fall in love with Yun if he misses her? Can it comfort a crying heart? I have no idea.
But when I set foot on the top of the high hill, loneliness followed my thoughts to the clouds.
Leaning against the pines and looking far away, the rain weaves a curtain.
What else can send my thoughts to you? This thin and trivial whisper, I don’t know whose voice moved the clouds, will you listen silently? Will there be ripples on the lake in the south of the Yangtze River? Will the lotus petals contain lotus dew? To please you.
The autumn wind suddenly picked up, and the pond was originally filled with graceful and graceful green lotus leaves; the lotus flowers, which were as plump as grease and seemed to be ashamed of themselves, added to the tragic gloom. Tian Tian's skirt, which is as beautiful as a woman's skirt, is as beautiful as a jade carving. It is carried away by the flow of time and brought to an unknown paradise. Only the beautiful memories are left in dreams.
A tall poplar tree beside the pond whispers in the autumn. The leaves fell one by one, and some swirled in the air for a long time before falling to the ground reluctantly.
It seems that it is very reluctant to leave the big poplar tree, the mother who raised it. It looks back frequently and feels no longer attached to it. Some fell from the branches above and hung on the branches below.
It was a true embrace and a persistent attachment. The autumn wind is ruthless and the autumn day is speechless.
After a while of shaking, it was forced to leave the branches and slowly landed on the water. There was already a thick layer of fallen leaves along the pond. Suddenly, among the withered yellow, there was a dark green leaf that was very eye-catching.
Why is this leaf so young? Perhaps it is the last blooming leaf of the poplar tree. It has not finished its life course and is still dreaming of the sweet dream of youth. Unexpectedly, the ruthless autumn wind arrives as scheduled with unhurried steps and an indifferent face. , like other leaves, are forced off the branches. The time has come for them to part ways for the final time, and there is no choice.
Who would care about a green leaf that is not yet mature? Another gust of autumn wind blew by, and the pond became noisy. The voice seemed to say: Wait until next year. oh! I understand, they are not depressed, let alone sad, they are quietly brewing, brewing a brighter and better spring... Wow - a burst of rain-like applause and the noise of children interrupted me meditation.
It turns out that the pond is not far away. 3. A 600-word composition describing the scene, imitating the Ansai waist drum in the first grade of junior high school
"Ansai Laser Gun"
A group of prosperous young people.
Behind them is a cemetery. They are as hideous as those ghosts.
The dark south wind blew the coins on the tomb and their clothes.
Their expressions were strange and terrifying. The laser gun stuck to their side looked blank, as if it had never been used.
But:
Look!
As soon as the fight started, he became ruthless, heartless, and lifeless! Hundreds of people beaten to death by young men with slanted laser guns, like hundreds of flesh-splattered corpses, are flying in front of you. Like a shower, it is the rapid sound of gunfire; like a whirlwind, it is flying blood; like a frog, it is jumping footsteps; like sparks, it is the flash of bullets; like a tiger fight, it is a strong grace. What a bloody, shocking, and chilling massacre broke out on the Loess Plateau - Ansai Laser Gun!
This massacre immediately made the peaceful air become gloomy, the tranquil sunshine immediately became dim, and the peaceful world immediately became dead.
It reminds people of: the setting sun shines on the banner, and the horse sings and the wind rustles!
Reminds people of: thunder thousands of miles away and flashes thousands of miles away!
It reminds people of: innocent souls who came to life and died, died and came back to life, and then finally died forever!
There is no room for peace, no room for beauty, and no room for joy. It was such a massacre that broke free, broke through, and knocked away!
What an Ansai laser gun!
The heavy sound of hundreds of laser guns collided with the cliffs with wild jujube trees. The cliffs suddenly turned into sponges, and all they could hear was ah, ah, ah, ah. The heavy sound of hundreds of laser guns collided with the hearts of the audience who were all distracted, and the hearts of the audience suddenly turned into sponges, also ah, ah, ah, ah.
The screams of grief, the painful cries of ahhhh, the laser guns killing creatures mixed with birds and animals, ahhhhhhhh The occurrence and violence of death...
What an Anse laser gun!
The arms, legs, and whole body of the young people were shooting vigorously, shooting rapidly, and shooting with great ups and downs. It destroys you, burns you, intimidates you. It makes you feel the presence, majesty and power of the God of Death so vividly never before. It makes you surprised that the body wrapped in black clothes, that body digesting leftovers, can actually release such destructive energy!
Loess Plateau, you have given birth to these murderous offspring; only you can withstand such thrilling shooting!
The watery Jiangnan is the paradise of freedom. There has never been such a massacre there.
Apart from the Loess Plateau, where can there be such a cruel and cruel devil!
What a Loess Plateau! What an Anse laser gun!
Every aim is full of power. Every launch was whirring. Every kill is a hasty change of light and shadow. Every destruction makes people tremble in great fear and make people breathtaking.
What an Ansai laser gun that destroyed mountains and rivers and restricted imagination!
The fighting gets more intense! The body became a heavy and flying corpse!
The fighting gets more intense! There is no life left in the dead body!
The fighting gets more intense! Pain and tragedy, death and disappearance, devastation and shock, are all intertwined in the shooting and gunfire! Spin! Gather! Bentu! Nuclear radiation! Fly! sublimation! People became a vast expanse; sounds became a vast expanse...
When it stopped suddenly, the world was surprisingly silent, making people feel very strange to her.
It’s like being on Mars!
There is a distant cry of aliens in my ears 4. A 700-word essay imitating Ansai Waist Drum
Carefully comment on every paragraph of this article , every sentence, every word, makes me excited and excited. Every time I read this exciting article, a surge of great pride arises in my heart, like a wild horse breaking free from the shackles of the reins and running freely and carefree in the vast prairie.
The Ansai waist drum shows the simple and bold character of farmers on the Loess Plateau, and expresses its unique artistic personality. Although it is ruthless but not brutal, it also reveals a touch of delicacy in its fierceness. The rapid drum beat beat on my heart. For some reason, every cell in my body was ready to move, and the blood all over my body was screaming and boiling. This is a feeling that cannot be expressed in words, as if my heart is longing for something.
"I advise you not to cherish your gold-threaded clothes, but to cherish your youth." This sentence means that we should cherish our time and not miss our youth. "Youth", what an uninhibited word, this is the most beautiful time in life. However, youth is short-lived. Only by seizing every minute and every second of the moment, going all out, and dedicating all our passion to this regretless youth can we not regret it in old age. When we were young, we always thought about being in good shape, full of enthusiasm, and heroic. As long as we set a goal, we would do our best to achieve it. Once we take action, we will become ruthless, forgetful, and lose our lives. . Like a shower, it is endless motivation; like a spark, it is burning faith; like a tiger fight, it is inexhaustible fighting spirit. Let the fire in our hearts burn, let us raise the drumsticks in our hands for our dreams, beat the drum of fate hard, go all out, and live in vain!
"Flowers are ready to be folded when they are in bloom. Don't wait until there are no flowers to break off branches." This sentence tells us that when flowers are blooming and it is time to fold them, we should hurry up and fold them. Don't wait until the flowers fade and just break them. Empty branches. If you don’t work hard in your youth, you will achieve nothing in your old age. 5. Composition imitating Ansai waist drum
Ansai waist drum is a kind of dance in northern Shaanxi. We rarely see it in ordinary times, only in You can only see it during the holidays! But even seeing it once is breathtaking.
Its beauty lies in the future that is ready to flourish. Look! Behind them is a field of sorghum, and they are simply like that field.
The warm south wind blew the sorghum leaves, and at the same time, the wind also blew the clothes of the young people.
Its beauty lies in the fiery dance scenes.
As soon as they started beating, they would become violent, forget their feelings, and lose their lives. The young people are like hundreds of stones that are constantly being knocked up by strong earthquakes, dancing crazily in front of you.
Like the shower, it is the rapid drumbeat; like the whirlwind, it is the flying tassels; like the frog, it is the jumping footsteps; like the sparks, it is the gleaming pupils; like the tiger fighting, it is the strong grace. What a magnificent, bold, and fiery dance this is - Ansai waist drum.
Its beauty lies in the fierce drum sound. Listen! Hundreds of waist drums made a heavy sound, colliding on the cliffs with wild jujube trees. The cliffs turned into cowhide drums. As long as we heard this shocking sound, our mood would immediately change.
Its beauty lies in the fierce drum sound. Look! The arms, legs, and whole body of the young people were fighting vigorously, with big ups and downs.
It shakes you, burns you, and intimidates you. It makes you feel the existence, vitality and strength of life so vividly never before.
They make you amazed that the body wrapped in peasant clothes, the body digesting red beans and old pumpkins, can actually release such majestic power. Its beauty lies in its changing dance postures.
Every dance posture is full of power, every dance posture is a hurried change of light and shadow, and every dance posture makes people tremble in the strong artistic enjoyment, which is breathtaking. Ansai waist drum! You are so intoxicating and confusing. 6. A composition that imitates "Ansai Waist Drum"
Basketball
- imitates "Ansai Waist Drum"
A group of energetic teenagers.
Under their feet is a green playground. Their faces were filled with smiles like the sun.
The warm sunshine shines on the playground and also into their hearts.
Their expressions were calm and smiling. The basketball next to them was bulging, as if it had never moved.
But look!
As soon as the fight started, he became ruthless, forgot his feelings, and lost his life. A dozen young men with bright eyes were like hungry tigers and angry bears. The desire for scores jumped out of their eyes. Like a shower, it is a rapid dribbling; like a whirlwind, it is a quick pass; like a flying swallow, it is light footsteps; like a spark, it is a fierce collision; like a shooting star, it is an elegant three-pointer; like a bullfight, it is a shock slam dunk. What a bold, magnificent, and fiery game broke out on the school playground - basketball!
This basketball makes the cold air hot, makes the quiet sunshine scorching, and makes the drowsy people immediately energetic.
Reminiscent of western cowboy movies.
Reminiscent of the Colosseum in Rome.
It reminds people of Guan Yu passing five passes and killing six generals.
There is no room for defense, no room for steals, and no room for blocking hot pot. It was the goal, the score, the passion.
What a basketball!
The cheers of hundreds of spectators collided in the endless, spotless sky. The sky suddenly became a loudspeaker, and only "Come on! Come on!"
Hundreds of spectators The cheers of the audience spread to the hearts of people reading and resting. People's hearts also became loudspeakers, and they were also the bold and lyrical words of "Come on! Come on!"
"Come on! Come on!"; "Come on! Come on!" The stern thinking; "Come on! Come on!" The sweat beads of the sun shining; "Come on! Come on!" The suppressed relief of liberation.
What a basketball!
The teenagers’ arms, legs, and whole bodies moved vigorously, violently, and with great ups and downs. It shocks you, burns you, and infects you. It makes you feel the fun, passion, and enjoyment of sports so brightly never before. It makes you amazed that a small ball can inspire people's infinite endurance, and those teenagers have such shocking power.
Basketball, you have cultivated such energetic young people, and only you have such great power.
Elegant golf is a sport for nobles and cannot be played on the playground.
Besides basketball, who else has such shocking power?
What a basketball, what a group of teenagers.
Every action is full of passion, every action is full of vitality, and every action is a perfect combination of technology and talent. Every movement makes people intoxicated in the enjoyment of sunshine, which is breathtaking.
What a blue ball that burns the Tianshan Mountains red and is full of vitality.
The fight became more intense, and the form turned into a bright and warm flame.
The fight became more intense, the flames emitting light and heat.
The fighting becomes more intense, pain and happiness, calmness and impulsiveness, technology and talent, all intertwined in this sport! Spin! Gather! Bentu! radiation! Fly! sublimation! People have become a vast expanse; heat has become an expanse.
When it came to an abrupt end, the students returned to the classroom again.
It seems that I am living a normal life again.
There was a crisp school bell in my ears. 7. Imitate Ansai Waist Drum and write a composition
Basketball
——Imitate "Ansai Waist Drum"
A group of energetic teenagers.
Under their feet is a green playground. Their faces were filled with smiles like the sun.
The warm sunshine shines on the playground and also into their hearts.
Their expressions were calm and smiling. The basketball next to them was bulging, as if it had never moved.
But look!
As soon as the fight started, he became ruthless, forgot his feelings, and lost his life. A dozen young men with bright eyes were like hungry tigers and angry bears. The desire for scores jumped out of their eyes. Like a shower, it is a rapid dribbling; like a whirlwind, it is a quick pass; like a flying swallow, it is light footsteps; like a spark, it is a fierce collision; like a shooting star, it is an elegant three-pointer; like a bullfight, it is a shock slam dunk. What a bold, magnificent, and fiery game broke out on the school playground - basketball!
This basketball makes the cold air hot, makes the quiet sunshine scorching, and makes the drowsy people immediately energetic.
Reminiscent of western cowboy movies.
Reminiscent of the Colosseum in Rome.
It reminds people of Guan Yu passing five passes and killing six generals.
There is no room for defense, no room for steals, and no room for blocking hot pot. It was the goal, the score, the passion.
What a basketball!
The cheers of hundreds of spectators collided in the endless, spotless sky. The sky suddenly became a loudspeaker, and only "Come on! Come on!"
Hundreds of spectators The cheers of the audience spread to the hearts of people reading and resting. People's hearts also became loudspeakers, and they were also the bold and lyrical words of "Come on! Come on!"
"Come on! Come on!"; "Come on! Come on!" The stern thinking; "Come on! Come on!" The sweat beads of the sun shining; "Come on! Come on!" The suppressed relief of liberation.
What a basketball!
The teenagers’ arms, legs, and whole bodies moved vigorously, violently, and with great ups and downs. It shocks you, burns you, and infects you. It makes you feel the fun, passion, and enjoyment of sports so brightly never before. It makes you amazed that a small ball can inspire people's infinite endurance, and those teenagers have such shocking power.
Basketball, you have cultivated such energetic young people, and only you have such great power.
Elegant golf is a sport for nobles and cannot be played on the playground.
Besides basketball, who else has such shocking power?
What a basketball, what a group of teenagers.
Every action is full of passion, every action is full of vitality, and every action is a perfect combination of technology and talent. Every movement makes people intoxicated in the enjoyment of sunshine, which is breathtaking.
What a blue ball that burns the Tianshan Mountains red and is full of vitality.
The fight became more intense, and the form turned into a bright and warm flame.
The fight became more intense, the flames emitting light and heat.
The fighting becomes more intense, pain and happiness, calmness and impulsiveness, technology and talent, all intertwined in this sport! Spin! Gather! Bentu! radiation! Fly! sublimation! People have become a vast expanse; heat has become an expanse.
When it suddenly stopped, the students returned to the classroom again.
It seems that I am living a normal life again.
There was a crisp school bell in my ears. 8. Ansai waist drum's imitation composition
Autumn Sports Meeting This Thursday, our school will hold the annual autumn sports meeting.
That day, the students all went early. After the opening ceremony, everyone went to the designated place and sat down. This day is an individual competition, and all the students are fully prepared.
The competition has begun, and the participating students are working hard on the field; and those students who have not participated in the competition, some are writing broadcast scripts, some are shouting "come on" desperately, and some are making their own The banner was held high, with the words "Come on Class 82!" written on it. During the 800-meter race, classmate Wang Yaoqian felt uncomfortable because she ran too fast. The classmates were very concerned about her, helped her back to the classroom, and enthusiastically comforted her.
Thanks to everyone’s concerted efforts, our class achieved good results in the individual competition. The final success or failure will depend on Friday’s team competition. That night, everyone practiced hopping at home to prepare for Friday's game.
Friday finally arrived. Everyone’s enthusiasm was at an all-time high and they came early in the morning. The competition has begun, and the athletes are in their respective positions, gearing up and eager to try.
Other students could not restrain their excitement and rushed to the side of the field, waving flags and cheering for the athletes together: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Class 82 won the first place!..." At 25 During the meter jump relay, Fang Qiang, a classmate from our class, accidentally dropped his shoe, causing the classmates to burst into laughter. However, Fang Qiang did not rush to pick up the shoes. Instead, he handed the stick to another classmate and then went to pick up the shoes.
We have to admire the wisdom of this approach. If Fang Qiang had gone to pick up the shoes at that time, he would have lost a good opportunity to win the championship. As a result, our class won the first place in the grade with two first prizes and three second prizes in the team competition.
After this sports meeting, I understood the principle that "when everyone works together, their strength can break gold." 9. Watch Ao Mingjun's "Silkworm" and imitate Ansai Waist Drum and write a 600-word essay
- imitation of "Ansai Waist Drum" A group of energetic teenagers. Under their feet is a green playground. Their faces are filled with smiles like the sun. The warm sunshine shines on the playground and into their hearts. Their expressions are calm and smiling. The basketballs next to them are bulging, It seemed like it had never moved. But look! As soon as the fight started, they became ruthless, forgetful, and lifeless. A dozen teenagers with bright eyes were like hungry tigers and angry bears. The desire for scores jumped out of their eyes. They dribbled the ball quickly like a sudden rain; Like a whirlwind, it's a quick pass; like a flying swallow, it's light footsteps; like a spark, it's a fierce collision; like a shooting star, it's an elegant three-pointer; like a bullfight, it's a shocking slam dunk. An explosion broke out on the school playground How bold, how magnificent, and what a fiery game - basketball! This basketball makes the cold air hot, makes the quiet sunshine scorching, and makes the drowsy people immediately energetic. It reminds people of western cowboy movies. It reminds people of the fighting in Rome. The stadium reminds people of Guan Yu who passed five levels and killed six generals. There was no room for defense, no room for steals, and no room for blocking. It was a goal, a score, and that passion was poured in. What a basketball. ! The cheers of hundreds of spectators collided in the endless, spotless sky. The sky suddenly became a loudspeaker, and only "Come on! Come on!" the cheers of hundreds of spectators were heard, reaching the hearts of people reading and resting. , people's hearts have also become loudspeakers, and they are also the bold lyricism of "Come on! Come on!" "Come on! Come on!"; the severe thinking of "Come on! Come on!"; the sunshine of "Come on! Come on!" *** beads of sweat; "Come on! Come on!" The relief of oppression and comfort. What a basketball! The arms, legs, and whole bodies of the teenagers move vigorously, violently, and with great ups and downs. It shocks you, burns you, and infects you. It makes you feel the joy of exercise so brightly. , fire and enjoyment. It makes you amazed that a small ball can inspire people's infinite endurance, and those teenagers have such shocking power. Basketball, you have cultivated such energetic teenagers, and only you can Such great power. Elegant golf is a sport for nobles and cannot be played on the playground. Who else has such shocking power except basketball? What a basketball, what a group of teenagers. Every action is full of ***, Every movement is full of vitality, and every movement is a perfect combination of skill and talent. Every movement makes people intoxicated in the enjoyment of the sun, which is breathtaking. What a basketball that burns the Tianshan Mountains red and is full of vitality. .The beating became more and more intense, and the shape became a bright and passionate flame. The beating became more and more intense, and the flame radiated light and heat. The beating became more and more intense. Pain and happiness, calmness and impulsiveness, technology and talent were all intertwined in this movement. ! Spin! Gather! Bentu! radiation! Fly! sublimation! People became a vast expanse; heat became an expanse. When it suddenly stopped, the students returned to the classroom for class. It seemed that they were living an ordinary life again. There was a crisp school bell in their ears. 10. Write an essay about a singing competition based on the Ansai waist drum, about 550 to 600 words
Have you ever participated in a singing competition? Let me take you to see it. The school is holding a singing competition today, and our class is also going to participate.
A few days ago, when the teacher announced that our class would also participate, we were extremely excited, and I was also very excited. The teacher knew that we were not good at singing, so he gave us "devil-style training" and made us all sing. Very good, we have all been looking forward to this day, and finally this day has come. We all wore clean school uniforms and marched to the school with neat steps. As soon as we entered the school gate, we saw the four characters "Long Live the Motherland" and the wonderful "Long Live the Motherland". Music, walking into the classroom, some saw several students taking advantage of this time to put on makeup, some were modifying their own props, and some were reciting the song we prepared repeatedly, "Listen to Mom's Past Things", the first to appear It was the second-grade primary school students who sang "*** Children's League Song". The song was loud throughout the school, and the song lingered in our ears. Then the third and fourth graders appeared one after another, and it was our class's turn soon. The tense atmosphere spread among our team. I seemed to be able to hear my nervous heartbeat and rapid breathing. My heart was in my throat, as if it was about to jump out. At this moment, the earth is about to lose control and is shaking nervously with us.
After the previous class finished singing, the head teacher made a gesture to us, so we entered quietly.
I took a deep breath, stood on the singing stage with the team, and sang the first song "Song of Hope". At this moment, I still can't calm down. Apart from the command, I could no longer see anything else in front of me; my ears could not hear any sound, except my heartbeat, which was beating at 2,000 beats per minute. I tried my best to suppress my emotions and sang to the conductor's beat. There is only one belief in my heart: we must not embarrass our class, we must win! Gradually, gradually, my mood calmed down. We sang with great devotion. The singing was soothing and ups and downs, quiet and elegant, which made the judges and teachers applaud.
Finally finished singing, I breathed a long sigh of relief. We have all tried our best, and it is no longer important whether we can get the ranking. What is important is that we know the importance of cooperation and the profound truth of "everyone adds fuel to the flames". After a while, Teacher Wu came and told us: "Our class won the first prize." Looking at the certificates that we had earned with our sweat and hard work, our whole class cheered.
The singing competition ended successfully with our singing and joy.
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