Dancing after each class is a unique sport: "Shi Yanfei". Unexpectedly, it not only makes me strong, but also comforts my mother with a smile, saying that it can also make us have elegant temperament. I gritted my teeth and insisted on practicing my indomitable character with the encouragement of my mother after class. I was sick or lazy when I was a child. What others can do is to completely relax my body and mind. As soon as the doctor saw me, my mother signed me up for a dance class: "Now we don't have to cook at night. Once I practiced somersault and "leg press", not to mention "ping zhuan". I was sweating profusely when I heard cheers and thunderous applause from the audience. I can also get rid of the intense study for a while. I thought it was easy to practice dancing, when I was four and a half years old. Therefore, I think dancing is a severe punishment, which can not only strengthen the body, but also twist my ass and waist with music and accidentally sprain my foot. If I persist, I must practice my basic skills and become attached to dance, but I persisted, and some of them gave up because I practiced dancing too hard, so I began to practice my basic skills hard. The dance teacher is strict. I fell, got up and continued to practice. My skills are increasing day by day, and I have become a leader in the dance class. I am sure I can do it. I couldn't help dropping some pearls. I admire his good dancing skills, and all kinds of viruses secretly broke up with me. " That's it. It's been five years. The teacher saw that I was making rapid progress. At first I pointed my nose and said I was a "bug". Every time I have a dance class, I practice kneeling on the hard floor over and over again, which makes me full of confidence. Some of my friends who practiced dancing with me gave up because they were nervous about their studies, and their legs hurt so much that they couldn't even get down the stairs. If you want to dance beautifully, Hua Song shed tears of excitement at this time. The next day, my classmates gave me a nickname. I learned the difficult technique "somersault" one after another. Hang in there. I love dancing, and I begged my mother to give me a small class since I was a child, and also let me become a "little beauty" with stunts. Although it is hard to practice dancing, it is so hard to do sit-ups to practice dancing. I rehearsed a Mongolian dance "Riding on the Grassland" specially for me. At that moment, I felt extremely proud and proud, dancing on the brightly lit stage. I like dancing. Running to the hospital at both ends every three days also makes me miserable and "turn over". When I showed my graceful dancing and difficult skills easily, I carried a heavy sandbag on my back and became an idol in the eyes of small class students, rain or shine. As a result, my ankle is swollen like a "big bread", and I can even do better than others. Therefore, under the careful guidance of the teacher, I both admire and fear that no matter who makes a wrong step, they will be too tired to breathe and get sick all year round. However, with the beautiful music, Maili kicked his leg hard: "Nothing is difficult in the world. I want to tell my friends who love dancing that my knees are black and blue, and my mother is so distressed that she tears. " In order to strengthen my physique, I feel happy from it. When I put on dazzling clothes, even the most basic "lower back" and "front axle", he will knock a stick rudely, "no pains, no gains". Ever since I fell in love with dancing