Music sounded on the stage. Under the colorful lights, a child was dancing to the rhythm of the music. This child is me!
Ever since I was in the womb, my mother has deliberately cultivated my artistic talent. She often sits in front of the window and enjoys the beautiful melody on the recorder with me and savors the beautiful scenery of the sunset. When I was in my mother's belly, I would "dance" and "stretch my arms and kick" as soon as I heard the mesmerizing music that was fast and slow, high and low. Every time I have a "dance", my mother suffers!
After I was born, in order to continue training my "dance skills", I ignored my mother's obstruction and excitedly stumbled from one end of the room to the other. My mother was so frightened that she asked the nanny to tie a towel around my waist to slow down my progress. However, this approach made me very distressed. Although this kept me away from danger, it also cost me the opportunity to perform. I deliberately antagonized the nanny. As soon as my mother stepped out of the house, I started "making a big fuss" with my back legs. I broke free from the restraints of the towel, shuttled freely around the house, and continued to pursue my artistic journey.
It’s true that “the sky is unpredictable, and people are prone to misfortunes and misfortunes!” Ah! Once I was having a great time "performing" and accidentally fell to the ground. This fall hurt me badly. A small piece of broken glass hit my forehead. I don’t know whether it was God’s help or I was lucky. This piece of debris only left a mark on my forehead, but it made me lose my relationship with the stage for a while, woo woo!
In order to exercise my temperament, and also to fulfill my dream of becoming the dazzling star on the stage. After careful consideration, my mother chose the gentlemanly international standard dance for me. After that, I studied under a teacher and embarked on the arduous but happy road of dancing. After all, I am a man, and dancing among all girls made me depressed for a long time at first, but it was worth it to realize my stage dream! The people who learn dance with me are all girls. They all have three to four years of dance foundation and some performance experience. Every movement is so standardized and fascinating. As a beginner, I look like a "big shoulder pole" no matter how I move my hands and feet. I, who care about face, can't stand such a gap.
Escape is not my personality. From the day I realized the gap between myself, I made up my mind to surpass them in a short time. So every weekend, my figure appears in front of the mirror in the practice room. I became the most diligent student next to the teacher, following the teacher's dance steps through every corner of the practice room. My sweat was sprinkled on the floor, and the lights in the practice room witnessed my progress. After a period of devilish training, I quickly stood out in the class and became the teacher's attention. My dancing skills also improved rapidly under the guidance of my teacher, my "fans" continued to increase, and I began to become famous in the circle.
In order to give me a higher room for improvement, my teacher signed me up for the Chinese Dancers Association’s international standard dance exam and went to observe the first exam. Outside the examination room, I realized how insignificant I was. It was true that "there are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world." After understanding the licensing requirements, I couldn't help but be stunned, my God! You need to learn 12 routines to get the gold medal, and I only learned a few of them at that time, less than half. Two days later is the deadline for me to go to the examination room. I have to learn 8 routines in 2 days and practice them well. It is also a huge challenge for me, who has always been confident! In the next few days, I started "devil training". It's summer, and I have to practice for 8 hours every day in a high temperature of more than 30 degrees. The sweat drops splash out one after another with "spiral turns", and the floor tiles under my feet become increasingly slippery, which makes the stability under my feet less stable. The difficulty increases again. When I washed my feet at night, I discovered that my feet and legs were swollen, but I didn't notice it. This is truly the most difficult journey in my dance learning career. Hard work paid off. I took three consecutive exams and won the championship at each level, winning the coveted gold medal. The moment my name was found on the list, I couldn't express my excitement.
The journey of art is arduous, but it is also full of joyful harvest. At the 16th Sichuan Province Sports Dance (Ballroom Dance) Championship and the Sichuan Province Student Sports Dance (Ballroom Dance) Championship held not long ago, my first-time partner and I stood out from hundreds of competitors and achieved 14 A good result of fourth place in the over-year-old category.
On the stage I chose, I learned to be persistent and strong.
The hardships of practicing dance have tempered me and given me the courage to face any setbacks and failures in life and study. It will become the best memory in my life!