“加油!加油!”操场上传来此起彼伏的呐喊声。此刻,我正在运动会短跑决赛现场。裁判的发令枪声已经响起,六名运动干将谁也不让谁,个个都拼尽全力地迈开步伐,前十米的距离都保持在同一水平。冲过一半时,已经有了小的差距,只见三班的小威同学显示出了他的运动天赋来,把其他五人甩在两步之后,脸上一副志在必得的表情告诉我们,这个冠军非他莫属。站在两边小威的同学和老师,也拼命地拍起巴掌,嘴里大喊:“加油!雄起!加油!” “Come on! Come on!” The playground came one after another shout. At the moment, I am in the running sprint final. The referee’s shotgun has been sounded, and no one of the six athletes will let anyone, all of them are doing their utmost to take the pace, the first ten meters distance remain at the same level. Half crossed, there was a small gap, I saw Serena students in three classes showed his athleticism to the other five people left in two steps, his face a list of aspiring to show us that this The winner is none other than him. Serena students and teachers standing on both sides, but also desperately patted his hand, his mouth shouted: "Come on!