When it comes to having a specialty, everyone will talk about it, and I am no exception, my specialty is roller skating.
Before I was 6 years old, I couldn't roller skate, I saw other children roller skating in the square, they were like little swallows, flying around, I was envious, if I could roller skate, it would be so good.
Back home, I told my mom about my idea, and she bought me a pair of roller skates without hesitation.
When I first learned, I also suffered a lot. That day, I came to the square, put the roller skates on, thought learning to roller skate is very simple! I was happy to skate forward, just skate a few steps, "flutter" sound, fell a four feet to the sky. I sat up, my knees hurt! I pulled up my pants leg to see, stunned, knee rubbed off a piece of skin, blood is oozing out. I grinned in pain and didn't want to learn anymore.
At this time, my mother came over, saw my mind, said at length: "Things can not meet difficulties on the discouragement, to be brave to overcome the difficulties, so that is the real woman." Mom's words gave me confidence and courage, I stood up again and started skating again. I fell down I got up, and fell down again I got up again ...... After hard work, I skated farther than once, and finally learned to roller skate.
Now, my skating skills are very skillful, there will be a lot of difficult actions, such as: drift, skating "8" shape
Since then, roller skating has become my hobby. Every day after school back home, after writing homework, after dinner, I will let my father and mother led me to the door of the Mo Bao Yuan, put on my beloved roller skates, in the Mo Bao Yuan square to play. Mom and dad went inside to skate, I was outside roller skating, excited to play for a while, that is my happiest, most happy time.
Skating brings me so much joy.
My specialty 2
Everyone has his or her own specialty, such as painting, ping-pong, dancing, calligraphy ...... But my specialty is stir-frying.
When I was a kid, I thought my mom's cooking was pretty good, and, moreover, she could make many ways to eat the same thing, just like magic. Slowly, I like to watch my mom cook, and over time, I have learned some cooking skills, and finally, under the guidance of my mom, I can do a few dishes.
Sunday, we went to Grandma's house for dinner, to the time when it was time to cook the noon meal, I volunteered to say: "Today I show you a hand, to make two dishes for you to taste my handiwork."
I went into the kitchen, put the steamed rice into a small pot, and then to the inside of two eggs, the ham, carrots and garlic moss cut into pieces into the pot, and then put two small spoons of salt, put on disposable gloves, mix them evenly, and then put the oil in the pot, and so on the oil is hot, put the stirring of the rice into the pot, with a spatula and stir fry, not long before the rice became a golden yellow color, a grain of rice golden color. The rice is now a golden color, and one grain of rice is golden.
The second dish, is fried rice cakes, the first red chili sauce into the hot oil in the pan fried, and then the snow white rice cakes into the pan, and then slightly add a little water, and then put a little sugar, salt, chicken and other seasonings, put the lid on the pot, and so the rice cakes completely absorbed the flavor of the seasoning, the dish is completed.
Mom brought these two dishes to the table, immediately got everyone's praise, when they ate in their mouths, but also one after another thumbs up, Grandpa jokingly said: "This is the level of the chef extraordinaire." Everyone laughed out loud.
This is my specialty.
My specialty 3
In fact, if I say specialty, I have only one now, and that is playing basketball.
I remember one time, I played basketball in the playground, just casually shoot, did not play the game. When I was playing, I looked up and said, "Wow! How so many people looking at me? I froze for a while, then pretended not to see anything and continued to play. After a while, I looked up again, and they were still here! I had to put down the ball and ask why they were looking at me. It turned out to be a group of kindergarteners who came to visit our school, huh?
I coughed twice, put on my handsome pose, and said, "Kids, let me tell you, playing basketball is a very interesting sport. I'll tell you this much, I've been to many top level tournaments." Haha! Actually, I'm just bragging.
The little brothers looked at me with envious eyes, and I smiled proudly, "When you get to elementary school, I'm going to take you as my disciples, okay?" The little brothers jumped up happily, "Great!"
"Then below I'll let you see what it means to be a real master." I was going to show them by adding a big stride in addition to a hitting board and a final goal, okay, say it and do it. "Watch this, and don't ever blink!" I first flew to the basketball court in the three-point line, after a hit the board, wow, not good, ah, a rock tripped me!
Finally, I said to the kids, "This time does not count, this time does not count, again." I hit the boards with one hit, one big stride, one last jump, and the ball went in!
Look, this is my real skill.
My specialty is only basketball, but I'll get good at it. My specialty is playing the guitar.
I started playing guitar in April last year. That's because I saw many boys or youths on TV performing on stage with a guitar on their back and thought it was cool, and the performance must have been especially cool! So I often asked my dad to buy me a guitar song to practice and go to guitar training classes.
I started with the basics of guitar, and after one lesson at a time, I was in the sixth grade. I learned many techniques in guitar and learned many songs such as "Farewell", "Round Dance" and "Song of the Seasons".
One time, I went to play "Round Dance" seriously, and within twenty minutes, I thought I was quite skillful, so I called my mom to come and listen. After I finished playing a song, my mom was more surprised: "wow - eek -" I thought for sure that my mom was praising me for playing the guitar well, and thought to myself, when my dad comes back from his class later, I'll definitely I'm going to play it for him.
After a while, my dad came back, I pretended as if nothing had happened and said to him, "Dad, I've learned a new song 'Round Dance', let me play it for you." After saying that, I played it happily, but as a result, I played it poorly, with wrong chord changes and wrong sweeps, and the song was stuttering. "Ugh, not playing well, come on, kid", dad lost his mind and walked away. I listened to these words, I can not help but psychological loss, know that playing the guitar is a never-ending learning, we must constantly strive to practice, not like the "Xue Tan learning Acura" in Xue Tan like.
From then on, I worked hard and finally passed the sixth grade, which made me more confident.
Dance is a kind of art, I can either listen to it traveling in the clouds and flowing water, or let it dance beautifully, in that moment like a butterfly is about to dance.
The beautiful music on the field, I wore my favorite red dress, two hands crossed the orchid finger, head high into the field, I never alone, always show the best side to the audience. I stood on my tiptoes and did a 360-degree spin. At that moment, I felt like a swift swallow dancing in the air or a peacock dancing on the ground, and my mood became natural and relaxed with the dance and the music. The music suddenly became jumpy, and we waved our light and powerful arms, accompanied by strong beats, stepped lightly, twisted our waist and put on our most charming smiles. Finally, in the game we won the first place in the good results, it is really hard work!
The so-called "one minute on the stage, ten years of work under the stage". In order to complete this outstanding performance, we have paid a lot of effort, every day at dusk most of the families have eaten dinner, only we have been practicing from morning to night. Our dancing shoes have been broken, worn by the floor, it witnessed our hard work, despite this we still did not give up, everyone has witnessed our most dazzling moment, but not many people have seen our most difficult moment.
Soon to be promoted to school, learning time is getting tighter and tighter, show my skill time is less, but I still will not give up, because the dance has become an indispensable part of my life.
My specialty 6
Dusk is gradually coming, the courtyard out of the melodious sound of the piano, the sound of the piano around the beams, the sound of a thousand times, softening the dusk of the sky. In this twilight, recessed into the waist of the zither, the strings and the curved handle are so wonderful. A zither body, four, strings, eight knobs, a bow, creating the most elegant sound of the zither.
The first time I picked up the violin sound, and rusty and panic. The musical notes on the desk bounced on the strings. The bow is also pulled chaotically on the violin, making a burst of harsh sounds. It was also a problem that I couldn't hold the instrument properly. Where to put the index finger and how much to tilt it when playing was as difficult as a math problem! The teacher has been very careful to teach me: "1 is do, 2 is re, 3 is mi, 4 is fa, 5 is sol ......" After some pondering, the basic skills are considered to have passed.
I started to learn the tunes, the first is "Jasmine". That's when the real contact was made. I thought it would be smooth sailing, but I didn't expect it to end just as it began. A beautiful tune was pulled hard into a disaster song by me. Once again, after the teacher's teaching, this chapter is considered to have passed.
Later, I pulled more and more mature, no longer pull out those strange sounds, but also can pull more music, "Canon", "Ode to Joy", "Moonlight Song" can also let me pull out their unique feelings.
Soon after, I went on my first stage - the student council interview. At first, my heart was in a state of flux, and a cold sweat broke out on my forehead and palms. It was only when I picked up the brown piano that my heart calmed down. I stood on the stage, the instrument resting on my left shoulder, the bow slowly stroking the strings, and I closed my eyes, as if the world was just me and the instrument. The warm afternoon sun shone on the group, on my body, and on the sound of the instrument. I pulled the bow, leisurely and quietly, slowly and highly, and once again, I was mesmerized. The song is over, look at the left hand was stopped learning to wear out the marks, that is my so hard for the achievement.
In the evening, there was no wind, and the melodious sound of the violin filled the courtyard, filling not only the sound of the violin, but also my love for it.
My specialty 7
My specialty is mosquito swatting, yes I am known as the mosquito killer - Tong Yao.
The first item: mosquitoes must die.
Mom said loudly, "You are at home, I go out to buy a bottle of insecticide back, home mosquitoes are too much." "No need to spend that money, look at me." I first left hand to take a fly swatter, right hand with a little bit of the remaining insecticide, loaded into a very small transparent bottle, the first insecticide sprayed at the bottom of the bed, the ceiling and other mosquitoes appear. Place, close the door and wait for an hour, a room of mosquitoes can be half-dead, because the exterminator is too little, and then I hand fly swatters on the field, "shoot, I shoot, I shoot, shoot, shoot ...... a few "loud bang! "The mosquitoes in the room have been given to me to" full of chopping ".
The second item: a hand shot method.
"Ha, ha, ha ......" I am watching a comedy movie, but who knows the TV came an uninvited guest - mosquitoes. "Hum! Hum! Ben didn't want to kill you! You forced me to!" "Snap, snap ......" With a few muffled sounds, mosquitoes have all been swept clean by me, but this item has been listed as prohibited by me. This also has to start from three days ago. In the evening, I watched TV with mom and dad, just when I was watching happily, a hand shot, the mosquito shot on the sofa, mom was furious, so angry that the TV can not watch, because that is today just replaced the sofa cover ah! Mom was scolded, and that's why I've listed this as a prohibited method.
Look! In fact, I have a lot of tricks, you still want to know it?
Cut a branch of plum blossoms, pasted on the windowpane, looking very festive; cut a piece of watermelon, pasted on the freezer, looking very thirsty; cut a fat girl, pasted next to the watermelon, there is a story. My take is paper cutting, it makes my childhood more interesting.
My paper-cutting skills were taught to me by my grandmother, who called it "one cut plum" in my hometown. She told me, "There are three skills in paper-cutting: cutting, carving and sticking." Under my grandma's guidance, I quickly learned how to cut paper. I was so happy that I wanted to show off to others quickly.
I remember one time, our school held a New Year's Day celebration. The teacher gave me a difficult task - cutting window flowers. At that time, I was so excited, thinking: finally I can show off my skills! I returned home, took out a few sheets of red paper from the drawer, according to the three techniques, I picked up the scissors quickly cut out a dragon. Voila! A fierce dragon appeared on the paper, I held it up high and admired my work. I carved the words "All the best". I brought it to school the next day and my classmates were so impressed that I smiled shyly. Suddenly, one of my classmates said, "Why doesn't your dragon have a beard?" The classmates looked at me, I looked at you, and said in unison, "Yes! Yes!" I bowed my head in shame.
I remember another time, our class held a paper-cutting contest. I went to the teacher and signed up, thinking, "This time, I will be able to cut well." The competition began, everyone cut up, only I have not thought about what to cut. At that moment, I saw the small fish in the tank that my teacher kept, swinging in the water. It was as if I saw the sea, the little fish were playing and playing in the water, swimming in and out. The sun was rising, and the sunlight was shining on the sea, it was so beautiful. I was attracted by the beautiful sight. When I came to my senses, the game was almost over. I hurriedly cut out what I had just seen. In the end, also won first place, the class gave me a thumbs up.
My specialty - paper-cutting, a kind of folk art with a long meaning, brings me fun and pride! Let me become the inheritor of folk art, the art of paper cutting, has been inherited!
My specialty 9
Moving the ear "magic power" is my specialty, the general public can not.
This moving ear "magic power" is when I watched the cartoon "Big Ears Tutu", I accidentally saw. I thought it was amazing. I'm not sure if I've ever seen this before, but I'm sure I've seen it before. I was born with big ears, and adults said they were blessed ears. When I look in the mirror, my face muscles rise vigorously, and I always think that my ears are moving, but when I look sideways, they are not moving at all.
I don't stop, repeated every day to raise the eyebrow countless times, the force to the root of the ear to make, over and over again, and finally practiced a "heavenly skill".
Inadvertently ear root moved, I was happy like learning the Monkey King's 72 changes.
The next morning, I went to the school to find a good friend to show off my ear "magic", over and over again to show the crowd. A lot of "blackheads" saved together to see. As a result, they were all amazed and applauded me. I was ecstatic and asked them if they could do it, but they all shook their heads, saying they did not have this "unique skill". I am more proud, thinking that only I will be the only one in the class, then even "good show"!
I proudly said to a close friend in the neighboring class, "I'm the only one in my class who can move the ear!" She smiled slightly and said, "Don't forget, I know it too!" I just smiled, shook hands with her and said, "This person, you have finally found your soulmate!" After that, we together "move the ear", but also open the cell phone music, and the music beat, we rhythmically do "move the ear exercise".
After practicing for so long, I summarized a method of moving the ear: when you raise your eyebrows, you have to put your strength into the ear. According to this method of practicing, but how long, you can also have like my moving ear "magic power"!
I have a lot of skills, such as singing, jumping basketball. But what I really call my specialty is soccer.
This semester, I participated in our school's soccer team, raw often with other schools to play soccer team, but those opponents are not strong we all the way through the five passes through six generals, win one after another. However, this time we met a stronger opponent.
Our opponent is the experimental elementary school, the coach told us: "Do not underestimate this team, but it is the semifinals, can enter the semifinals of the four teams, the strength of all strong."
On the day of the game, we came to the field to do warm-up exercises. At this point, their captain swaggered over and said: this big game we are sure to win you will see us into the decision game"
At first, because our formation is too far forward, no one in the back of the defense. At this time, the experimental team threw a ball, the ball 'hoo' sound, directly to the front of their captain, the tall captain, agile flash, a leap, stretching a kick, beautiful into a ball. Alas, we were one goal behind. At this time, our captain members of a downcast, like a thief stole the money like.
At this time, the side of the coach constantly encouraged us, "It's okay, it's okay, focus, pay attention to defense." In the constant encouragement we played the spirit, lit up the hope. At this time, it seemed that a force was driving us. The captain commanded more seriously on the field, the players ran more seriously on the field, and with our unrelenting efforts, our captain scored a goal. In the end, we kept on creating chances and changed the score to "4" to 1" and won the game. At that moment, the cheers and applause were endless.
Soccer, is my favorite sport, but also my best.
My specialty 11
If you ask me about my specialty, hey, it's roller skating! That is, of course, roller skating! In our training class, I was recognized as a skater.
When it comes to learning to skate, I have to start from my first grade. At that time, whenever the night falls, the crowded square, one after another soft swallow flying figure will always trigger my incomparable envy. Mom couldn't stand my coercion. She bought me roller skates. Dad for me to enroll in a square roller skating training course, I officially started roller skating to learn the art.
The first time I put on roller skates, God! My feet are like lead, actually can't walk! I was in a hurry, a few stumbles, if it is not Dad in time to help me, I will certainly fall a dog utter mud or big fork leg. I'm sure I would have fallen into a dog's mud or a big forked leg if it wasn't for my timely assistance. Normally, it's just a small eight step. But this small eight steps, in my eyes is on the knife mountain under the frying pan, I reluctantly slide a bit, stop a bit. Carefully slide again. Lower your center of gravity. You can do it. These words gave me great hope, just as the instructor had said. But when I was just one step away, I fell and got up! Dad shouted anxiously, and as soon as I heard that, I got up in a heap. Why should I give up, I can't stop practicing just because I'm afraid of falling, I stomped my right foot and reached the finish line. The teacher patted me on the shoulder, with his powerful voice and said good job, young man.
That's how I fell from practicing and learned from the fall. That's how people admire me. They call me a skater.
The month before last, I enrolled in the district to participate in the roller skating show, I was on the field of the generous performance of roller skating. The final judges could not resist my beautiful dance, gave me a high score, I cheered. The past sweat, but now into tears of joy.
A great man said that 99% of sweat, plus 1% of wisdom, is success. I think sweat is sweet, I love roller skating.
My specialty12
Dance, basketball, badminton, table tennis, cooking and frying, making desserts ...... I'm good at all of them, and as a deep foodie, I think what I'm best at should be - frying sweet potatoes.
I like to eat sweet potatoes, because my father can always make sweet potatoes into a variety of food for me to eat. Every time my dad made fried sweet potatoes, I would watch from the side and try my hand from time to time. I learned to fry sweet potatoes by trying and trying, and then I started to do it by myself.
Look at me, prepare flour, sugar, sweet potatoes and tap water. First, cut the sweet potato into the appropriate thickness, take out a basin, pour the flour in the basin, add with flour 4:2 water. If you add too much water, it will be like rotten mud, and if you add less, it will be a ding-dong dough. After mixing well, add the sugar and mix well again, mix well and then add the freshly cut sweet potatoes. Let that liquid coat the body of the sweet potato.
After the preparation, pour the oil into the pot, when the oil temperature is moderate, put the sweet potato just put on white clothes, into the frying pan, and so on both sides of the frying golden brown after you can get out of the pot. After the pan, the smell filled the whole house.
"It smells so good!" At this time my sister came out of the room with her bare feet. "There's food? Where is it?" My brother, who was playing a game, was also attracted out by the smell of sweet potatoes. As soon as I picked up my sister, I took a tiny one and gave it to her, she took a tiny bite and yelled straight out, "More, more." My brother wasn't spared either, and went straight for a bowl with many slices. "Wow, what's cooking today, I can smell it from next door." The neighbor said as he walked into the kitchen and took a piece and tasted it first!
This is my specialty - fried sweet potatoes. I think if you learn and practice hard, there is nothing difficult to defeat yourself.
My specialty 13
My specialty, you will never guess. You think it's painting? I'm not going to be able to do that. Or ice skating? No, it's none of those. My specialty is actually - cleaning up my room.
You'd think tidying your room would be easy? You'd be wrong. In fact, there is a secret to cleaning up your room.
First of all, you have to be calm, otherwise, you clean up the room, you will be messed up. Secondly, you can not be slow, fast, slow, dark can not finish.
One dusk evening, my room was in a mess.
Grandma looked at the room and then at me, "I'm going to give your brother a bath, you clean up the room for me."
"No problem, I clean up the room speed, I say second, no one dare say first!" I was confident.
As soon as the words left her mouth, Grandma walked towards the bathroom, leaving only a backdrop, as if to tell me, "When I come out of the shower for your brother and you haven't tidied up your room, I'll come and tidy you up."
"In my years of experience, it takes Grandma about 30 minutes to help her brother take a bath. And it only takes me 10 minutes.
"Then I can play for 20 minutes." I snickered secretly.
I snacked and watched TV. But, I wasn't paying attention to the time. "Click," the bathroom door opened. I shivered in fear and looked around me, it was a mess. I put down my snacks and hurriedly cleaned up.
"Calm down, don't panic, don't panic, calm down, calm down!" I said as I cleaned up. "Trash can for trash first" "Then fold your clothes and put them in the closet" I commanded myself as I calmed myself down.
"Well, good job cleaning up." Grandma praised.
"That's right, I'm not blowing my skills." I said proudly.
In fact, Grandma didn't know what I had just gone through. It was as if I had just gone through the gates of hell, it was so thrilling. But the room was also cleaned up.
I'm the best at cleaning up the room, I'm a living - "housework"
My specialties 14
I have a lot of specialties - calligraphy, painting, drawing, etc.
I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I think it's a good idea. --Calligraphy, painting, handmade paper-cutting ...... One of my best is -- vivid storytelling.
To say how I practiced the skill of vivid storytelling, we have to start from kindergarten. When I was in kindergarten, there was a red learning machine at home, and I took out a thin catalog, found a column of fairy tales, and listened to it for several minutes. I listened to it so many times that I could retell the whole story. Later, I began to learn to adapt the storyline, create their own stories, and gradually, "storytelling" has a deep love affair with me.
One weekend when I was in elementary school, my classmates and I organized a book club in the park, and my parents proposed to add a "talent demonstration" session. We were all eager to try, and I thought, "Here's a chance to show what I'm good at! Finally, it was my turn. I went on stage and prepared to tell the "New Cat and Mouse" story that I had made up. I started with an introductory paragraph and told the story with great emotion. Looking at my classmates and parents who were attracted by the storyline, I became more confident and finished the story smoothly. I got a lot of praise from my classmates and parents, and I was very proud of myself.
At this point, the students shouted, one more, one more, how to do, I have a hot head, one more to tell one more. I'm familiar with a story, but I don't remember the storyline in detail, so I'm going to go along with it. In this way, I'm talking about it, and I'm making it up according to my imagination, and my classmates and parents are listening to it with even more interest. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, and the second time I was in the middle of the night.
After the story, a few parents came to my mother, actually asked, Bai Yuyong is not on the speech elocution coaching class, where? My mom was speechless for a moment.
This is my specialty, through the storytelling, exercise my ability to express, enhance my ability to remember, expand my thinking and adaptability.
My specialty 15
When it comes to running, I'm a famous runner in the school, and I'm constantly showing myself in the games.
The sports meeting 400 meters, just listen to a whistle, I will be like an arrow off the string, spread legs and run, desperately rushed forward, do not give the opponent to leave a little opportunity to breathe, when others want to "overtake" time, I will be on full throttle, and they pull away from the distance. After the first lap, their legs, began to disobey the command, a left, a right, the body crooked to and fro, this is my big opportunity. I put the whole body strength, all concentrated in the legs, stride forward, hey, this time they can no longer catch up with me, but I did not relax vigilance, has been with them to maintain the distance, to avoid them to catch up with me.
Finally, when I came to the 100-meter sprint, I looked at the finish line, and the white line looked like it was mocking me for being too slow, which inspired me to take out my home base. I clenched my teeth, clenched my fists, and put all my strength into it. With every step I took, the field seemed to vibrate with me. In the last 5 meters, I spread my arms, with a smile on my face, and rushed to the finish line, oh yeah, I was first. In this moment, I felt as if the flowers were smiling at me, and the grasses were warmly congratulating me on my first place.
The so-called "Kung Fu" is not a success, it all depends on my usual efforts, every night after school, I will go to the playground to run a three or four laps, physical education class, and ran to ask the physical education teacher how to run in the race, to maintain a speed, in the after-school hours, and with classmates to cut cut cut cut, this is the achievement of my results today.
If it wasn't for my efforts, I wouldn't have been able to become a race runner, would I?