英文运动会加油稿4篇

无论的`弧线啊，穿托着多少热切的企盼，它是这般自然，又是如此完美，没有什么遗憾，只留下一片美的体验。以下是英文运动会加油稿4篇，欢迎阅读。

Today I saw the movements of our class athletes.

Games began, they stumbled on the steps at that moment, all the viewer's eye to lead to the dance in the sport, in the moment of them that stretched out his arms, that all the audience clapping in their heart, in that moment, they jump up to the viewer's attention to their memory, never forget, lifetime to forget not over, in their...

I firmly believe that the athletes of our class will give their praise, encouragement, and enthusiasm to all their best wishes. They go through so many hardships, setbacks, for this future today, 5th grade (1) class athletes, come on!

With the breezily "the march of the athletes", each class formed a neat square array, stepping on "the sound of the footsteps", the air coming towards us! Their faces were filled with the glow of youth and happiness; Their hearts, the rhythm of the beating pulse. "The audacity of youth, the dream of the dream," is the slogan of "X class". When I heard the slogan, my heart was deeply shaken. Yes, this is our mood for love. This is our brave youth. In the field of red and green, take root, sprout and blossom. In the end, produce the full, sweet fruit!

At this moment, the 59th session is in full swing. Shouts and shouts, and the shouts of the sky and the beating of the pulse, were so exciting. The players ran towards the final victory. I think that the moment when the athletes are standing on the track, they have the collective. The collective, the reuniting, and more the maintenance of each person's rights and interests. When every athlete in the sports field is paying for it, it has become invisible and deeply rooted in everyone's heart.

You are the brightest spot on the pitch. In your eyes, the joy of victory and the tears of failure are all just to show the beat of life. Strivers, you are the loudest note in the music of life. In your heart, there is only a constant struggle of faith, with your firm pace to take the new journey. The strivers on the field, you are our eternal pride!

How many times the sweat, the pain has filled the memory, only because always believe, to fight to win. To succeed is to strive for success. The blood was boiling and the giants were rising. Believe in yourself, you will win, you will make miracles. Believe in yourself, dream in your hands, this is your world. When all is gone, you will be first. Believe in yourself, you will surpass the limit, surpass yourself! Believe in yourself, come on, athletes, believe in yourself.

In the poem, tagore said, the sky has no wings, but I have flown; 'maybe someone can't reach the other side, but we have the sea together,' she told her friend. Maybe you didn't have a stellar grade, but you left your footprints on the playground. Maybe you didn't have a prize, but we left you in the spirit. All the efforts are to meet this moment, all the struggle is for this one command.

Just like flowers ready for spring, autumn and winter, just for the sake of the whole summer. Just like snowflakes go through spring, summer and autumn, the whole winter. Squat, head up, go? A gentle lift foot, then the eyes of the full-court eyes of the unrestrained wave of the wave, satisfied that silent waiting. Facing the morning sun, you go on the song, carrying hope, we await your return.

You listen to the fierce running footsteps and shake the earth. You listen to the roar of cheering, inspiring. The rhythm of the field, like a whirlwind, like a horn, like a torrent of rapids. Innovation! Breakthrough! Beyond! Always the most exciting melody on the field. Chaoyang gold wash on the runway, compose a melody for the song of youth, passionate heart is the song notes, flowering season young hot heart, forever sincere heart unchanged, your shadow is the scenery on the runway, vigorous pace, take your confidence, listen, we all cheer for you, "come on", can't express our excitement. Fly! Victory smiles upon you. The melody of youth reverberates forever in the ear

The human power in that moment, the struggle in that moment as the beginning of life, in that moment everything becomes empty, only know that victory is not far away.

Raise head often front, finish line already faint visible. Countless days and nights of hard work will be fulfilled in the coming days.

Sprinkle a handful of hard sweat, continue to raise the weary foot, erupts a roar of gas through changhong, continue forward, whether the success or not, you already have. Remember not, at the end of the cheering, shocked four weeks.