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楼顶有一棵在夹缝中生长的树,它有点像我,我们都那么倔强。以前上拉丁舞培训班,班里人不多,除了我,连那唯一的男学员都能灵活地扭动腰肢,而我只能僵硬地左右摆动。同伴玩笑似的嘲讽使内心敏感的我疯狂练习这个最基本的动作。第一次成功的感觉像发现了新元素,特别兴奋,不过接下来我并没有继续学下去。因为学了一学期,我发现自己不喜欢拉丁舞,如果不是为了争一口气,我可能连一节课也坚持不下去。那棵树的一生只为了生长,它可以坚持,而我的一生却并不是只为此。
The roof has a tree that grows in the crevices, it’s kind of like me, and we are so stubborn. Previous Latin dance training classes, few people in the class, with the exception of me, even the only male students can flexibly twist the waist, and I can only rigid left and right swing. Peer-ridiculously ridiculed psychologically, I’m crazy about practicing this most basic move. The first success felt like a new element found, especially excited, but then I did not continue to learn. Because I learned a semester, I found myself disliked Latin dance. If it was not for a fight, I could not even go one class. The tree’s life only for growth, it can insist, but my life is not the only one.