I am learning to dance, and dance interest class every year in the summer, winter will be held performances, is my deepest impression or that summer performance of jasmine.
"Students, this semester we are going to perform, the performance is jasmine." Mr. Lee said with a straight face.
"Oh great, there's a performance yay Lulu Chen, this should be fun." Ling smiled and nudged me with her elbow.
"Uh-huh," I nodded, but in my heart I secretly grumbled, this time the teacher will definitely make sure to pick at our movements, so I'll have to eat my words.
It was as I expected.
"Chen Lulu, the hand is placed in front of the stomach, a fist's distance, your stomach has grown to the sky!" The teacher said sternly. "Also, the fingers should use the strength of the milk, is it that you did not eat breakfast in the morning."
"I know," I responded.
Started lining up in formation, "Chen Lulu, Zhang Yingying, Ling Xiaoxiao, you 3 high in line here, Zhang Qi ......" the teacher shouted
Started rehearsal, the teacher took a ruler and slapped it to my waist: "Back stop, show me your neck, no shrugging."
"Come do it with me." The teacher said, began to do the action, we follow to do ......
Finally, the class is over, I took the bus back home, already 6:00, a door, directly flung to the bed, exhausted, waist sore, leg sore, hand is also sore, alas. Slowly, I fell asleep, and didn't wake up until the next morning.
At last it was time for the show, we all put on our performance clothes, painted our makeup and started the show, each of us showed a flowery smile, and under the illumination of the lights, many colorful bubbles and smoke rose up, while we appeared in that fog, like dancing butterflies.
The applause was very warm, off the stage I and the dance classmates gathered around, happy to hold together, laughing, training those bitter, for happy to get to do the pavement.
Where is the joy? I said: the joy is in the performance of the dance.