Excellent composition of hourglass 1 Latin dance is a beautiful dance. Samba's passion, cha-cha's liveliness, rumba's elegance, bullfighting power and cowboy's humor. Five kinds of dances constitute a unique dance-Latin dance.
I like Latin, its enthusiasm, its boldness and its graceful dance. So, I embarked on my trip to Latin.
I have studied ballet before and have a basic understanding of dance. Down fork, handstand, cartwheel and lower back are easy for me.
The most important thing in Latin dance is music, which is the soul of dance. Dancers flow notes through their limbs, which is the highest state of dance. Dancing without music is like having no sense of direction.
The more you learn, the more difficult it is to move, especially the combination of basic movements and music. Time and time again, my heel was worn out by dancing shoes, and time and time again, I was sweating profusely. The "small universe" in my heart broke out, and I thought of giving up, giving up my favorite dance. However, people's life will not be smooth sailing, and everyone will encounter setbacks. "Stick to it, don't be so fragile, stick to it and you will succeed". I said to myself. I got up from where I fell and continued my trip to Latin.
In May this year, I took part in the Latin competition. I practice for several hours almost every day. Practice movements and master the beat of music. My heel has worn out and bled more than once, which is nothing, because I have a dream, that is, to be on the dazzling stage.
Ah! I boarded that dazzling and colorful stage, bearing the colorful dreams of boys and girls.
Although Latin is very tired and hard, I deeply love it and this stage.
I like casual Latin dance clothes, I like light facial makeup, and I like beige Latin shoes.
Two years of Latin dance trip, full of laughter, sweat and tears, let me remember. I am also happy to continue my trip to Latin. ......
How to comment on the past events recalled by the hourglass? Change what you want to say into a note and say that you cherish it. I remember all the notes connected in series to form my most beautiful memories.
Open the old photo album, which contains my favorite baby, my appearance in kindergarten and a smiling face of my mother and me. Suddenly I found that the world was in a hurry. I leaned against the window and thought about the past, and my vision began to blur. ...
Childhood candy cans, colorful balloons, broken transformers, spinning wooden horses, we all gradually become brave in our dreams.
Perhaps speaking of the past, some people will say: it's all over, and it's useless to mention it again. It is better to cherish the present. Some people will say: the past, no matter how much you miss it, you can't go back! But these are all memories and memories buried in our deepest hearts. Don't you feel sad, sad, happy or excited when you think about the past? Those previous experiences have made me understand many life truths that others can't teach. We are all growing up bit by bit, minute by minute.
Remember, in kindergarten. When I got the big red flower, I was anxious to show it off to my mother. As soon as you learn new knowledge, you should ask your father for advice.
Remember in kindergarten. After learning a dance from the teacher, you must dance excitedly for your mother to enjoy; As soon as I worked out an arithmetic problem, I pestered my father to look at it.
Remember, in elementary school. The idioms you just learned in class are full of twists and turns, and the sentences you use are not smooth; I did my homework early last night, and I waited until late, so I asked my father to come back and check.
Remember a lot. When I was a child, I played with fire in my sister-in-law's house and burned her curtains and sofa. Until now, when I go to my sister-in-law's house, I can still see the big burnt place on the sofa. I still remember when I was in primary school, my mother sent me to school by bike. I am always careless and often get my foot stuck in the wire of the wheel. Every time my mother is so worried, she always blames herself. I still remember the strange article I read in the newspaper when I was a child, so I thought of making a bowl for my mother. I caught a lot of ants, put them in a bowl and poured hot water. Mom came home and saw the "ant blood-nourishing soup" I made for her. She laughed too hard to speak. However, my mother was finally moved and said, I have grown up.
Let's go to the end with good memories and the end of our dreams.
Excellent composition of hourglass 3 "An inch of time and an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time." This is an old saying, time is like a river flowing eastward, which is gone forever. So we should cherish time and seize this hard-won time. Although I know too many famous sayings about cherishing time, I always waste time and don't know the true meaning of cherishing time. I remember that in the last three years, I always played while doing my homework, looking around, bargaining, procrastinating, and even not doing my homework, which led to poor quality of my homework. My mother always said to me meaningfully: "Tomorrow will follow tomorrow, how many tomorrows are there!" " ! Baby, you should learn to cherish time, make full use of every minute, and be a good boy who cherishes time. "So I thought that when I finished my homework, the task was completed, so I did as my mother said. That day, my mother bought me an hourglass, saying it was a gift for me, and asked me to find something on this toy. I don't understand what my mother means. I just played. My mother came over and asked me, "What did this thing show you?" "I see less and less sand in it until it is gone, but if I turn around again, he can flow again, hey hey! Mom, am I right?
"I asked my mother doubtfully. My mother told me: you understand the surface meaning of the hourglass, but you can't see the inner meaning. The sand in the hourglass equals time. When the sand disappears little by little, time is also lost little by little. When the sand disappears, you can start again, but time can't start again. What did you learn from it? I see. "I scratched his head. "Mom, did you tell me that time is gone forever, so we should cherish it and regret it until we get old?" Mom smiled happily and said, well, that's what mom wants to tell you. You should know what to do in the future. "So my mother turned away. I lowered my head and held the hourglass tightly in my hand. From then on, I tried to finish every task on time, and I tried to follow the footsteps of time so that time would not be too far away from me. I hope everyone can cherish time, seize every minute of life and create a brilliant life again.
When I was rummaging through the drawers, I occasionally saw a box and knew there was an hourglass in it. When I took it out, there were several gray-green molds on the wooden bracket. Yes, I've ignored it for too long!
At first, I just thought it was a gift from someone I like, and I cherish it very much. People are indifferent, and this thing naturally disappears in my life. Until now, I don't know what the hourglass stands for. It is not as beautiful as a blue clover, nor as strong as a diamond rose. I've only seen it twice in suspense movies, which represents the speed of life and death.
I have always regarded the hourglass as an emotional knot, an accidental beginning, a wrong process and a silent ending. The pressure of studying at that time left me nowhere to vent my emotions. Coincidentally, the appearance of the girl next door made me find my sustenance. I did not hesitate to press my expanding love hard on her. Before that, she was like the heroine in Japanese comics, kawaii, spotless. I broke this glass and took her out of the greenhouse, but I just gave her everything I could. I don't know what she really needs, and I can't give her happiness. Until one time, I saw the tears in her eyes from her smiling face. How badly was it hurt? I woke up and I started to stay away from her. Soon, I forgot her, leaving only the hourglass she gave me.
She once told me that it took a long time to buy it, but she didn't say what it meant. I don't think I have integrated into her world, I think so. She gave her the definition of this hourglass. I haven't had time to appreciate the romance, but it's okay, so I compared my feelings with her to thousands of fine sand in the hourglass, and it ran out.
Holding an hourglass in his hand, he looks like a soul mate, sharing happiness with each other. Great!