I love dance

When I was a child, I was so weak and sick. I was sick all the year round. I went to the hospital for two days. When the doctor saw me, I pointed my little nose and said that I was a "small pest." In order to enhance my physique, my mother gave me a dance class when I was four and a half years old. At first, I thought it was very simple to practice dance, but I was swaying with the music twisting my buttocks. I didn’t expect that the dance would be so bitter, not to mention "flat", "front axle", even the most basic "lower waist", "Pushing the legs" also made me feel miserable.

The dance teacher is very strict, I am both admired and afraid, admire that he has a good dance, afraid that no matter who made the wrong move, or lazy, he will unceremoniously knock on a stick. Therefore, I feel that practicing dance is a severe punishment. Every time I go to dance class, I can't help but drop a few strings of "pearls." However, the unyielding character and the encouragement of my mother have filled me with confidence: "There is no difficulty in the world, I am afraid of having a heart." Others can do it, I can do it, and even do better than others.

In order to jump out of beautiful dance, you must start from basic skills. So, I begged my mother to give me a small class. Under the guidance of the teacher, I began to practice basic skills, with heavy sandbags, kicking my legs, doing sit-ups, and on the hard floor again and again. I practiced twirling all over the place, my knees were blue and purple, I fell and climbed up and practiced. After each lesson, I was so tired and panting, sweating all the time. The next day, my legs hurt and I even had stairs. Will not go down. I practiced a side flip and accidentally sprained my foot. I insisted on getting into the class after my teeth. As a result, my ankle was swollen like a "bread". My mother was so distressed that she shed tears. I also comforted my mother and said, "This is the next time." We don't have to cook at night."

In this way, it is five years, and the wind and rain are unimpeded. "If there is effort, there will be gains." My skill is growing day by day. I have learned the difficult skills of "flip", "string turn", "deer jump"... ... became the leader in the dance class, and became the idol in the eyes of the classmates. The students also gave me an nickname: "Shi Feiyan." The teacher saw me progress quickly and specially rehearsed a Mongolian dance "Prairie Little Ride" for me. When I was wearing a dazzling costume, dancing with beautiful music and dancing on a brightly lit stage, I heard the audience when I was able to show my graceful dance and skillful skills with ease. They burst into cheers and thunderous applause. At that moment, I felt extremely proud and proud. The hard sweat was turned into tears of excitement at this time.

Although practicing dance is bitter, it makes me feel happy. Ever since I fell in love with dance, all kinds of viruses have secretly broken my relationship, which not only made me physically strong, but also made me a "small beauty" with stunts. I can also learn from my nervousness. Temporarily freed, let the body and mind be completely relaxed. Some of the friends who used to practice dance with me gave up because of the nervousness of learning, and some gave up because of the practice of dancing, and I still insisted.

I love to dance. I want to say to my friends who love to dance. Persevere, persistence allows us to harvest sweet fruits.