Dancing is really fun. A beautiful piece of music, a beautiful dance, a set of accurate expressions, and applause from the audience, that is, dancing. I don't regard it as a professional training, nor do I regard it as dispensable. As a hobby, this is a pleasure in my life. I always keep practicing all year round, regardless of the cold and heat. It's not easy to hone a strong will and cultivate an elegant temperament ... dancing. It is necessary to deeply understand the content of music, express it accurately with body language, and achieve the purpose of infecting the audience. "One minute on stage, ten years off stage" takes time, sweat and will to hone. Sometimes my waist is twisted, some legs are cramped, and sometimes my hand is hurt ... Although I am very tired, I don't care. Dancing-also very happy. When you try your best to show your feelings to the audience and let the audience appreciate the beauty under the illumination of lights, on the carefully arranged stage, with warm applause and cheers, will you experience this process of dedication, and is it also a kind of happiness? Dancing-difficult and easy, sad and happy; Not only bring happiness to others, but also make yourself happy, or live a full and healthy life. Isn't this a great pleasure in life?
I like dancing very much. I like dancing very much. I like dancing best. I have many hobbies, such as painting, singing and dancing. Among them, dancing is my favorite. Why do I like dancing? When I was in the first grade, one day, my friends and I went to the auditorium to watch the performance. It was interesting to see the wonderful Latin dance competition of college students. I told my mother that I wanted to learn Latin dance.
A week later, I got my wish and joined the dance team to study. Of course, I will encounter difficulties in training.
Once, I was so tired that I said to my mother, "I won't dance. It's too difficult to dance."
"Mother said," son, you will encounter difficulties in anything. You must stick to it. Mom believes you can do it.
"Listen to grandma, I ran to school again.
Later, in the competition, I won the first place in dance.
Now I often participate in activities and have been rated as a special student and a good student for many times.
I will work harder to participate in the national competition and become a real dancer.
Students cheer for me!
I like dancing best. My art and dance life "You" bounces every day, and no matter what songs others play, you can jump out of a wonderful "miscellaneous dance".
Mom soon discovered your talent for dancing. When she took your little hand into the dance studio, you had an indissoluble bond with the dance.
"You" love dancing and watching dancing, and because of this, you soon became the "darling" of teachers.
At that time, the teacher asked you to demonstrate. You did a somersault, but it didn't work. You hit your head hard on the ground, but you still giggled happily. Later, "you" patted * * and tried again, turning over a perfect somersault.
Soon the sad thing came.
It's a pity that you sprained your ankle during a rehearsal of the Spring Festival Evening, and you can only watch others rehearse. I don't know if it's hard for you to be pressed behind a thick curtain in a wheelchair, but at least I know that you are very happy.
Later ... later, you failed in the Spring Festival Gala because of a sprain, and you lost a lot of confidence in learning dance.
"You" have recovered, but you can't get out of the shadows, so your academic performance is slowly declining. From the first row to the second row, the third row and the first row ... My mother discovered the little secret of "you" and came to chat with you: "You know, son, learning art is painful, but it is also fun. When you get pleasure from your study, so is it.
"At that time," you "discovered that for teachers and classmates," you "had fallen behind a lot.
Knowing this, "you" gradually regained your self-confidence and achieved the ultimate in every performance. Even if the activities you participate in are small, you are full of interest, and "you" have gained great pleasure from learning dance.
You are me, and I am you. I have just been observing me who loves to learn dance as a "bystander"-"you".
Although I don't study dance now, I still can't forget the "glorious history" of learning dance.
I will always love dancing.
I like dancing very much. I like dancing very much. I like dancing best. I have many hobbies, such as painting, singing and dancing. Among them, dancing is my favorite. Why do I like dancing? When I was in the first grade, one day, my friends and I went to the auditorium to watch the performance. It was interesting to see the wonderful Latin dance competition of college students. I told my mother that I wanted to learn Latin dance.
A week later, I got my wish and joined the dance team to study. Of course, I will encounter difficulties in training.
Once, I was so tired that I said to my mother, "I won't dance. It's too difficult to dance."
"Mother said," son, you will encounter difficulties in anything. You must stick to it. Mom believes you can do it.
"Listen to grandma, I ran to school again.
Later, in the competition, I won the first place in dance.
Now I often participate in activities and have been rated as a special student and a good student for many times.
I will work harder to participate in the national competition and become a real dancer.
Students cheer for me! ...
I like folk dances. When you see this word, everyone will think of the actors' intoxicating dancing on the stage with flashing lights. But have you thought about the tears and sweat under the stage for decades? Three minutes on stage, ten years off stage. This experience is the deepest for me. National dance may be a road to success given by God. Now I'm still taking classes in the classroom with loud books, but perhaps because of a turning point, I will go to an art college full of tears and sweat to learn basic skills. This kind of art supports my belief, and makes me shed tears and sweat in my nine-year career of national dance, and finally achieve something and create something. I have never given up in these nine years. Maybe I'll go this way again. However, I have to shed tears and sweat. Since I was three years old, when I was just babbling and toddler, I began to use the crib as a stage, braid my hair, stand on tiptoe, sing and jump. I used this pin. My tender body turned into a piece of dough in the hands of this strict teacher. I pulled it over, twisted it over, swung it over, and then reached over ... My family was surprised to find that the spoiled little princess didn't cry or shout, but my grandmother couldn't see my face full of tears and sweat, and secretly turned and hid in the room to wipe my tears. Countless spring, summer, autumn and winter have passed, and I have grown up gradually. I am no longer that childish singer. Back and forth, handstands, curly hair, somersaults ... I don't care about these. Over the years, my tears and sweat have accumulated into a small river, and I have boarded the stage that I can't reach again and again. When I became the protagonist again and again on the stage with shining lights and became the focus of millions of viewers' eyes, I felt the rugged and final achievements of this road again and again. After three minutes on stage, I have already experienced the audience.
The composition of the dance genius in our class is 300 to 500 words. To say who can win the glorious title of "Little Dancer", I would recommend my good friend Ding, because she dances Latin very well! Ding was born to dance. She has a good figure and good temperament. When dancing, she is as beautiful as a dancing butterfly.
I remember the summer before last, Ding He went to Lianyungang to take part in the competition.
After waiting for a long time before it was our turn to play, I took a deep breath and stepped onto the stage anxiously.
With the music playing, we all jumped.
In the beautiful music, I saw Ding's graceful dance-she waved her hands with open arms, twisted her waist with the beat, and walked skillfully, as if she were integrated with the music.
I can't help admiring: "You dance beautifully!" Looking at that high-spirited, high-spirited "dancing elf", I sigh! Another time, I went to Ding's house to play. At her house, I saw many books about the introduction of dancers. Some photos of dancers and the awards she won were posted on the wall, which made me feel a strong artistic atmosphere.
His mother told me that Ding would take time to practice Latin every day until she was tired.
Many things happen. Ding's efforts were not in vain. She won thunderous applause when she performed on Children's Day at school.
She also won several gold medals in Latin dance competitions-the gold medal in Jingjiang "Fuhai Square" city invitational tournament and the gold medal in Wuxi "Taihu Cup" international competition.
I recommend Ding and hope she can win this medal, because she deserves it!
Dance Leg Publishing House's 300-word composition "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight ..." Heroic young people danced like butterflies with the slogan of the dance teacher.
I began to learn dance at the age of six, and it has been four years now. Dance seems to have become an indispensable part of my life! Whenever I dance to the music, I feel an unprecedented happiness.
I still remember when I enrolled in preschool, Teacher Zhuang took a fancy to me at a glance and asked me to learn dance from her. At first, I was always lazy. Later, I gradually fell in love with dancing and finally became the best student in the teacher's heart.
I studied hard and practiced hard, and finally got good grades: once, the teacher told us that I would go to Jinan to participate in the competition at the weekend. The night before the game, I was so excited that I tossed and turned in bed. At three o'clock the next morning, get up, get dressed, brush your teeth and wash your face, comb your hair, have some breakfast, lay a good foundation and meet at Shengli East Kindergarten.
When the bus arrived, we all rushed in. When the bus left, we all waved goodbye to our families.
Because this is the first time we have left our parents to go out for a competition, the teachers are particularly concerned about us.
At noon, the teachers bought a box lunch and tomato soup. After lunch, we prepared cosmetics, lipstick, blush and eye shadow. , have a rest, ready to play! It's time for us to show our talents. We lined up neatly on the stage and suddenly became nervous. When the music started, our nervousness gradually relaxed. We danced to the music. It was a cold winter. We wore white gauze skirts, but it was not cold at all, because music warmed our hearts. After our performance, the audience suddenly boiled up and the warm applause lasted for one minute. The teacher announced the result, and we
It's dancing that shows a different me. It is that different me that makes me understand that happiness can't be bought with money, but is obtained with action.
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Composition: My dream: dancing 200-300 words. I have a dream that I want to be a dancer.
One night, I had a dream that I became a dancer. I am wearing a pink skirt, a golden crown, a purple necklace and a red bracelet, dancing on the neon-lit stage. After a beautiful dance, thunderous applause suddenly sounded, and I felt unprecedented happiness.
I was so happy that I suddenly heard the alarm clock "Ding, Ding", and then my mother's voice came from my ear: "Fanfan, what are you laughing at when you sleep?" "I am a dancer. I perform on the stage? " "Sail, get up, go to school soon, or you'll be late.
"At that time, I realized that this was a dream I had, but I silently told myself that my dream would come true.
So I got up quickly and everything was ready.
On the way to school, I asked my mother, "How can I become a dancer?" Mom said: "To be a dancer, you should first learn scientific and cultural knowledge, learn all the courses, learn all the dance moves taught by the dance teacher in the dance class, and understand the meaning of this dance move instead of mechanically imitating it, so that you can become a dancer."
"Unconsciously, the school arrived and a day of study and life began.
After saying goodbye to my mother, I went straight to school. At this time, my mother's words rang in my ear: "Learn scientific and cultural knowledge, learn all the courses, and learn all the dance moves taught by the dance teacher in the dance class."
"I secretly made up my mind: from now on, for tomorrow, for my dream! ...
I like a dancer who writes 300 words and practices hard.
Although very tired, once, it was shaped like a "V" and slowly became a "one".
But just when I was about to succeed, I was too tired to hold on.
I slowly lifted my trouser legs and gently stroked the swollen wound. Ah, it really hurts. I like dancing since I was a child, otherwise.
You can go in and have a look.
Alas, many students in the class have signed up to learn dance, and my eyes are attracted by a senior who is taking an exam.
In the process of learning dance.
I can't help complaining.
At this time, I still insist: what's good about learning dance? Bitter and tired, let me practice the most basic-leg press.
I started practicing. I lifted my left foot and put it on the leg press, no matter what I learned.
I can see that my classmates are frowning, and they are still gritting their teeth and practicing. They must be in pain, too It's too difficult to learn dance. They will get hurt. I moved my right foot and fell down because I didn't stand firm. I'd better play.
I was not interested in learning dance and promised me.
Hearing this, I was ecstatic. I told my mother about it.
Although my mother didn't refuse me, she didn't allow me to study during this time.
I was a little depressed, but I kept studying, but I didn't even watch a movie.
I wanted to go out to play, but how did she dance so well?
If I work as hard as she does, I believe I can dance well.
Now that you have made up your mind, you must move towards your goal.
That day, I came to the dance classroom early.
"... wow! They're amazing. They learned so many skills that they began to learn them. Only by perseverance can they succeed. My minor injury is nothing, but I ... I should spend more time practicing.
Practice when you speak.
Look at that.
Dance has a unique charm for me.
The teacher thinks I know nothing about dancing.
One day after school, my classmates and I went to the dance classroom and lay prone on the floor.
Oh, what a pity. Only one step away.
No
After a while, many small beads of sweat appeared on my forehead.
Now, my dancing skills can rival my sister's, and I did it again.
Although the training process is very tiring and painful.
A week has passed, and there are more related compositions in one day >> I like dancing since I was a child, and I still do. I sat on the ground.
After months of hard training, my basic skills have been very solid, bending over, turning over, standing up, pressing, kicking, grasping and doing whatever I want.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind: I also want to learn to dance.
After that, I have to start over.
I just followed the steps.
After I know, I think, many things make me forget for a moment.
I remember when I was studying in my hometown, I wish I could learn to dance.
I secretly praised that I finally succeeded. At first, I might as well play.
I'm not interested in learning dance, and I don't even turn on the air conditioner. If it had been before, I would have enjoyed it at home: "I learned to split, and then I was awake."
After watching this scene, I can't help thinking: This elder sister dances really well. She must practice very hard and seriously at ordinary times, but I managed to get over it. Many students in our class signed up to learn dance, so I decided to start practicing first.
What should I practice? I was thinking.
It's so hot that my feet spread out to both sides. One day after class, several students gathered around to chat, and some said, "I learned to bend over."
"Someone said.
Practice splitting, other students are doing so well.
She followed the melody of music and danced her arms; Keep up with the music.
Before long, my mother was moved by my sincerity, but the thought of her determination and dancing was full of sweetness, but they persisted.
Think of them, ups and downs.
Ah! I seem to see a willow swaying in the wind.
I blinked and stopped learning! How charming her elegant gesture is.
So I put my left foot on the leg press again. After more than ten seconds, it attracted me deeply and let me know: what's good about learning to dance? Bitter and tired.
When I found out, I thought, once.
I remember when I was studying in my hometown, and it is the same now.
In the process of learning dance, many things make me unforgettable.
A week has passed.
I went to a dance competition on Saturday afternoon.
When I got there, my heart began to beat. I think I have a good chance of winning the championship this time.
Finally it's my turn to go on stage, my mother said to me; "Come on!" I said to myself; "I can do it.
"But my feet began to tremble. Fortunately, before the music started, my heart finally calmed down and my feet stopped shaking. As soon as the music started, I danced as usual until the end.
I think I won't be so nervous before the next game.
Please indicate the source? Dancing is really interesting. 300-word composition