I have always liked sports. Children in the mountains are used to running wildly in the fields and can't calm down at all. But is exercise to strengthen the body? I have never thought about this scientific question seriously, but I just think that exercise can give me vitality and make me sweat profusely. I like basketball and forget when I started to love this sport. So far, I still love it.

The rebounding board in the village that has experienced vicissitudes made me realize the existence of basketball, but at that time no one in the village could afford basketball, nor did he see basketball, even through various channels.

Although we can't get a decent basketball, we seem to have already come into contact with some of its prototypes. Every year, we are very excited to kill pigs, because there is an organ on the pig, which we call "pig urine bubbles". We wait next to the hanging pig, waiting for the pig urine bubbles to be successfully removed. Some adults are naturally here and understand our thoughts. For a moment, the pig urine bubbles were thrown away a long time ago, and a group of us children walked towards the pig organ like hungry wolves, as if we were to compete for the first prize.

The pig urine bubble was blown up, covered with mud and water, and it looked very dirty. When I was a child, I didn't know what kind of state it was. I picked up the already deflated pig urine bubble and stuffed it into my mouth and blew it wildly, trying to blow it up at once. The pig urine bubble was the basketball we imagined. We passed it around, and we couldn't stop laughing around a pig urine bubble covered in mud.

Everything seems to be unable to stop our love for basketball, and there is no pig that is killed all year round! So smart believers understand another kind of sphere, which replaces the soft pig urine bubble. This sphere is - hair egg. The making process of hair egg is simple, but it also requires skills. Secretly take out a bundle of mother's wool and toss around the egg. Smart partners can always think of a way to make the hair eggs very high. Wrap a pine ball in the center of the hair egg, and the hair eggs can be infinitely elastic. Many childhood events are hidden in the hair eggs, from dusk to dark, day after day. At first, thin body often only has the share of picking up the ball outside the court. The call I want to hear most at that time was, Hi! Come on, lacking individuals. I may become the one I lack, and giving the older children a ball on the court is also an honor.

After going to school, we created a beautiful world for our poor children. We saw the basketball we had always dreamed of. When I first saw basketball, I was a little panicked. I thought to myself: Can I move such a large ball? This is not that I am stupid, but that I have never seen it before.

As a Maodan athlete, I am still a little basic. I am still thin, but I like this vigorous sport, physical education class, exercises during class, and try my best to play basketball. I have many opportunities to play, and I can't get together without them. So, a thin man running hard appeared on the court, and almost no one could catch up. But being blocked was common. At that time, I didn't understand being blocked was a very shameful thing, so I could cover it. At most, the quilt would be covered.

This hobby is out of control. In the next time, we will fight against the scorching sun, jump shots in the wind and rain, layups in the dark, and skip classes in class. Life has undergone earth-shaking changes, and basketball has become indispensable. Who should I choose between a girl and a basketball? Is it good to play basketball first and then make an appointment with a girl?

My body still has not become stronger, but it basically meets the needs of basketball. Although I can barely accept my height, the distance is still far. This is not a matter. I can make up for these shortcomings through fast attacks and three-step layups.

Breakthrough, jump shot, the ball entered. Imitated the star's movements, tear the jersey hard, ran through the midfield, and felt that the whole world had been conquered by me.

As the star retires, I am also sad. Another comrade wants to leave the fans' sight and live a prosperous life. We have spread the entire circle of friends, regretting the stars and lamenting the stars. In fact, it is more about shouting for our hobbies.

I have been playing basketball for so many years, but I don’t know the rules, don’t know the numbers of the stars, and don’t know where the stars play. I only love the feeling of running and like the sense of accomplishment brought to me by three-pointers.

Back attack, quick pass, and layup directly.
Chapter completed!