坚持梦想,做最好的自己英语思辨性作文
I have a basketball dream, at four o'clock in the morning, when the first ray of sunshine shines on the basketball box, on the basketball court, I am alone silently practicing.This is not the first time that I have trained alone so early.
I practice here every morning in the summer vacation.Three step basket, CIC, singles, although the empty stadium only I one person, but I am full of spirit of practice, I feel like my teammates are actively with me, even if one, I still sweat, every hollow net, with a "shua", my heart is like by dew irrigation, full, the heart is all joy, I want to do the best of mylf. I practice the usual familiar movements, in different angles to practice shooting, skilled shooting technology is my most proud place, although can not say a hundred shots, but as long as the feel good, basketball is basically hollow into the net.Practice for a while down, I was panting, alone to the sidelines, covered with mud hand grabbed a bottle of mineral water greedy drink, after, I lay on the bench, the heart of the dream I gallop in the NBA field, the spotlight "snap" to me, I also became the focus of attent
ion on the field.Back to god, I can not help but of a wry smile, ha ha, so big also do daydream.I have thought, why I will be so determined?Why do you have to stick to basketball?Is it just a hobby?
Just to avoid learning?Parents also once asked me: " Do you want to live when you grow up?Do you have a direction?"But I replied," Play basketball."The parents laughed at his innocence."Is basketball great?Is being a little taller just that great?Do you develop after playing well in the class?I also once made a promi in front of all the students, I said that I must enter the starting lineup of the school team, in the face of my promi, the students laughed, all said that I was too arrogant, too arrogant.A ntence of irony, a question constantly hit me, but I still don't care, becau I always have a dream.
Why do you play basketball?Sad and lonely, a person on the court practice, is basketball gave me comfort, lonely and helpless, and basketball company in my side, angry and upt, a strong layup, what grievance all vent, depresd, a cap, hammer chest, a roar, prove that I still exist.I know my goal in my heart, my direction, but I don't want to speak.
Yes, I am not a public speaker. The only thing I can do is to stop my ears and prove mylf with action. Thinking of this, I do not know where a force, suddenly got up from the bench and ran to the court."Pa, pa, pa" the sound of patting the ball is more hasty, my pace is faster, change, breakthrough, layup, the ball into.Why is another hollow one coming into the net?
Becau I always believe that basketball is the power of persistence, becau I know that sticking to it is victory!I am now starting from little by little, to realize their dream!
