When it comes to dance, it feels like she told me a big lie, before I saw the big sister on the stage wearing beautiful clothes, dancing in the colorful lights, thinking that the dance is not so difficult, dancing sister how beautiful ah! However, this is not the case, there are too many hardships behind the beautiful dance.
Today, I have a sunshine of this decade's dance experience. Recall the dance past.
Like I said, when I walked into the dance classroom, it felt like she had me fooled. I was still young, so I practiced . The basic skills are still light, but in that year I think, it is harder than heaven, the original nice little skirt are used to do performance costumes, usually can only wear practice clothes to practice the basic skills just.
For a first-time dancer, practicing the basics is a headache, and every time I was pressed by the teacher, I would cry, sweat and tears mixed together, and straight down the drain. Thinking about it now, thanks to the sweat and tears at that time, otherwise now that I am grown up, it will be difficult to practice soft openings again! When I was a child the most let me escape is to push the horizontal fork, that is really painful: dance studio has two rows of low cabinets, usually for us to put the clothes with, when the class we will be a group of two people, a person to face the legs of the low cabinets sit on the ground, the other person is from the back of the forceful stomping on the front of the partner, let her to the low cabinets close to the legs have a tearing pain. So much so that when she came back from practicing dance, she always had the feeling that her lower limbs were prosthetics when she went to school the next day.
Now, I no longer see dance as a very troublesome pain, because over time, there are friends who spend time with each other, we accompany each other, encourage each other, dance life began to become colorful. I look forward to every Sunday, and if I don't go to class for a week, I still feel uncomfortable somewhere.
It is the dance, she accompanied me on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, like the year of the big sister to show the charm of the dance; it is the dance, she accompanied me into the examination site, a series of 12 grade certificate; or the dance, she accompanied me to Xinjiang to participate in the competition, and took back the first trophy of my life.
But she wasn't always kind. My leg was injured when I was consolidating a horizontal fork, but I didn't pay attention to it until that day, when I was practicing, I kicked my left leg sideways with too much force, which caused a tear in the inner thigh fascia, which has not yet healed, and has affected some of the physical exercises in my school.
As we grow up day by day, some students have to prepare for the secondary school examination and give up the dance, but also some students chose the dance profession and advance into the specialized school for further study, so that there are small partners one after another to leave me, leave the dance classroom ...... Whenever I send off one of my former best friends, my heart is very sad, after all, we once grew up together, together with a deep sense of responsibility, we are very sad, and we are very happy.
We used to grow up together, together with a deep love of dance.
Flowers blossom and fall, the flow of time, I have been caring for the dance with all my heart, some people advised me to give up. But ten years of joy, anger, sadness and happiness, can not say put on the release!
I'd like to thank her for making my life colorful, and for letting me appreciate the value of perseverance! I firmly believe that: one day, the dance to my lies finally friendly!