My hometown is a small mountain city, and it is difficult to find a large piece of flat land, so there is no football field. But basketball and table tennis are very fashionable, and my father is one of the best players in basketball and the core strength of Fengqing United at that time. The well-known "Sanma two dog" United, the people of western Yunnan at that time, will know more or less.
I can't remember when I liked table tennis. Games and sports are my nature. Everything has its own interests, which can attract me. One day after school, my father dragged me to Qingdian to finish primary school, saying it was to watch the ball, which made me very excited. I am happy to watch the ping-pong ball perform back and forth on the table. My father whispered a few words to Teacher Yin with Lincang accent, looked at me and left alone without saying anything.
I finished primary school in Qingdian, belonging to the streets of the old city. At that time, I felt far from home. After school, it's a long walk from Fengcheng to Qingdian, covering more than half of the county. Teacher Yin teaches in Qingdian and trains table tennis after class. My father attends classes in Fengcheng and coaches basketball after school. Two famous local instructors did this in a short time, and they took up all my spare time.
? On the first day I played table tennis, I watched the magic ball being thrown around on the stage, fast and slow, short and high and low, but I didn't throw it off the stage, jumping and frolicking like a long white ball stuck together, which was very interesting. This really appeals to me. I couldn't help being ecstatic, picked up the racket and jumped on the table. No matter which direction the ball comes from, it is greeted directly with a racket, and it doesn't matter where it hits. The purpose is to hit the ball, and you get addicted when you touch the racket. During this period, Teacher Yin unconsciously inspected my various skills. The witty coach Yin.
? After a period of investigation and training, it was initially recognized by the coaching staff. That's what people do. If you like something, you must be the best you recognize. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, sunny and rainy in the morning and evening, training has become an almost daily life state. At dawn, I was called up by my father and began to practice aerial shooting, my arms were stiff and my face was numb. Hearing the bell of class, I immediately put on my schoolbag and went straight to the classroom. After school, I will go home after practicing in the junior sports school and practice at night. Teacher Yin taught an interesting way to practice serving, and the effect was excellent. Put a quilt and pillow around your bed. So the ball can't run around and jump around After a set of movements, I fell on the bed and could sleepwalk immediately. Really tired. Grandpa loves me very much and washes my face and feet when I am asleep. At that time, I slept with my grandfather.
Teacher Yin is slim and looks particularly capable. Competition training is very strict, and we are all afraid of him. Usually, I don't talk much, just mention my favorite topics, and I can talk endlessly. Of course, most of them talk about table tennis. Father especially likes to talk about the blue ball, throw it back and pass it back to stop the conflict. They are talking about being very happy, but more about me. My father has learned about my training many times in private, and the overall feedback conclusion is: "This kid has quick response and fast pace, and is a good material, but he has a quick temper and poor stability, so he needs to hammer well."
The first venue for training is Fengcheng Qingdian Primary School. The entrance yard of the Qing Dynasty Hall is covered with a layer of fine sand. The yard is fairly spacious, and there is a small stone road in the middle, which leads directly to the inner court. The inner court is the principal's office, the conference room, and an empty promenade, which is our training ground. There are two ping-pong tables, both made of wood, which are very upscale. The steps of the training ground are so high that we can easily jump off them, but we have to go around the side when we go up. If the ping-pong ball is dropped, it will be troublesome to pick it up. Everyone is vying for the position inside, so they often quarrel and fight, which makes a mess.
There are two wooden doors near the left side of the yard, which are mottled. The small courtyard in the wooden door is the teachers' dormitory. Small but warm. There are some flowers and plants in it, and plumes of smoke come out of the house from time to time after school. There is a table tennis table made of cement on both sides of the compound. After the break, every concrete desk was crowded with students.
? There is also a leafy tree with no name, and half the yard is blocked by it. Summer is the best sunshade. But I prefer two pomegranate trees in the inner courtyard, one beside the training ground and one on each side, tirelessly accompanying us. Pomegranate is the most interesting from flowering to fruiting. The buds are getting smaller and the flower ends are getting bigger, and you can feel the little pomegranate coming out soon. Looking at them from flowering to fruiting, from small fruit to big fruit, some pomegranates proudly unveiled their new clothes with the love of sunshine, showing people their inner ruddy luster. Full fruits are as dazzling as pearls, and some are bright red, which proves to the world that they are mature. When the fruit is ripe, the coach will let people pick it and give it to the players, saying it is a reward for training results and competitions. Pomegranate is so sweet! Especially those pomegranates that tear their own clothes. Water and sweetness are really delicious.
The pomegranate tree grows taller every year, and my training competitions in the junior sports school are becoming more and more frequent.
We have an internal round robin once a week and an external exchange or an internal exchange for men and women once a month. My favorite thing in training is sparring. I have many rounds and can go back and forth dozens of boards without losing the ball. Very exciting. I don't like to practice backhand. Maybe the backhand is straight and not in harmony with my body, and I feel no hands. Therefore, my backhand is not as skilled as my forehand when playing, and the overall defense has become a relative weakness. Of course, after practicing for a long time, you will gradually have your own style of play, and the characteristic is of course attack. One or two moves to win are often available. This is not an adventure, but practice makes perfect. When playing well, I even go to several cities; In adversity, the population is sparse and the city is lost. Teacher Yin was so anxious that she came down to train even harder. "Impatience, don't listen! The technology is gone, and there are tactics! " This became his mantra, and later he got used to it. But he really did it, and when he didn't listen, he fell from an absolute main force to a substitute, unambiguous.
The second training venue was Fengcheng Complete Primary School, in the First Hospital, when I was in kindergarten. Later, the kindergarten moved away and became a full-time primary school. The venue is much bigger than the Qing Palace. It is also the left and right of the inner court and the stadium. Each venue has two wooden table tennis tables, but the tables are lighter and more flexible, which is a double happiness. There is a small room in the middle, which is the coach's holiday duty room and serves as a temporary lounge during training. The walls on both sides of the yard are very high. They are ancient earth walls, the top of which is regularly covered with ceramic tiles, and the bottom of the wall is extra-large fired blue bricks, which are as big as the bricks of the famous "Big Pointed Building" classroom at that time. There is a small ditch in the corner. Every rainy day, the rain drops into the ditch along the tile beam, and the sound is lingering, which makes people sleepy and has no strength to play. When I am interested in training, I am tired of rainy days, and I like it when I am tired of training. There is a tower tree in the yard, which is very big, full of fruits, dense and dark. Summer is the season when fruits ripen. During the interval of training, the children are unwilling to rest and are shaking trees. The fruit fell all over the yard, and everyone grabbed it together. Some picked them up with small towels, others packed them in small ping-pong bags, and the coaches laughed and shouted one after another, regardless, laughing and drinking tea outside. Now I feel that training is not entertainment, but eating fruit is a kind of enjoyment.
Several rackets were worn out in training, so I can't remember clearly, and there will be more broken balls. Half an hour's counterattack, backhand push, followed by two nails and one push, serve, rub the ball, spin the ball and pull the arc. It's the same as a computer program, set by set. At that time, loop ball was a unique technique in table tennis, and it was not easy to play well. Teacher Yin repeatedly stressed that pulling the arc and spinning the ball must use the strength of the waist and abdomen to move forward in one go, just like the strength of the whole body erupts instantly. In this way, the past ball will be elegant, with strong momentum and gas field, not just spinning.
Speed is an important part of training. Without dexterous steps, there will be no accurate movements, which is scientific. If you can't keep up with your steps and your movements are not in place, you will inevitably miss the ball or hit it, which is also non-threatening. There is a tactic called serve and attack, and one step sideways is particularly important. This is my favorite trick. During my walking, I often kicked my grandfather in my dreams. Sleepwalking at night, sitting up and taking off the light bulb, the tenon light bulb twisted very accurately, saying it was out of step. Scared grandpa, and then the old man didn't sleep well for several days.
Weidong and the Red Army are the three of us. Team games are often played together, and the first, second and third main forces also depend on each other's situation. My technology is slightly inferior to theirs, generally belonging to the third main force, but I often refuse to accept it. In fact, Teacher Yin knows. Our style of play is different. Weidong Red Army is a horizontal racket, and I am a traditional direct racket. Weidong is easy-going, defensive and counter-attacking, slow and steady, and adversity surprise attack is a unique skill, so he can always sit firmly in the first main position. The red army has a big temper, and the position of the second child often changes. Because of this, we often make noise. Sister Zhu Qiong advised us many times, but it was useless. I was tired of listening to persuasion, and then I simply ignored it and didn't bother to complain. Just play backwards. What I want to say is that there is a whirlpool on Weidong's head, which grows politely on the top of his head; The Red Army has three spirals and triangles on its head. Moreover, there is a spiral in the middle of my head, and there is another one on my head, commonly known as "Niu Xuan". We have different surnames, but we are both Hui people. I wonder if it can be called "Hui people's detachment".
My sister started playing by picking up the ball. Learn to pick up the ball quickly and well before agreeing to touch the racket. The child is left-handed from an early age and naturally stubborn, so her kick-off is the most special. People are not as tall as the table, forcing adults to put two blue bricks on it, and they can't move on it themselves. When they stand up straight, they only recognize the quiet swing. Holding a board in her left hand, she didn't ask her to come down, just opened her mouth and danced the racket lovingly. Her sister was less than four years old at that time. Many schools have table tennis tables with cement tables, which is the trend of that era. My right hand hits the ball straight, my sister hits the ball horizontally with her left hand, and my brother holds it horizontally with her right hand. The three of them play in different styles, like different weapons in ancient times and different arms of the army. Imagine what a cool scenery it would be if three sisters played on the same team at the same time. At that time, it was rare to hold the left hand horizontally in the whole country, especially for women. Therefore, Xiaomei later became the key training object of juvenile sports school. My brother is much younger. He was still in the children's group when I played for the junior team.
My father asked someone to make me a racket, which is very special. This is an iron table tennis bat. It's heavy to pick up. I wonder how heavy it can be. It's really heavy anyway. After jumping for a while, the whole shoulder and arm are sore. Just a teenager with a long body, you can imagine. But it plays a very important role in shaping my movements. It is essential to practice with an iron racket before going to bed every day, crying, swinging and howling. For this iron racket, my mother said many times not to let my father swing the iron racket, even at the expense of arguing with my father: "Such a tender baby, you should train him to be disabled!" " "My father was bored, so he just took me to sleep in the cabin where the temporary coach was on duty. Great. Practice more every night and don't make any noise. I just thought it was hard to be a coach. My mother has been here several times, but she was severely scolded by her father: "A doll who is used to reality will not be successful." "
This practice of casting ping-pong board with iron is like a soldier practicing shooting with bricks and stones falling on the gun shaft. It is strength, purpose and will. Father has never been a soldier. I wonder how he came up with this trick. The girl's house can't move the iron plate at all, and her father won't let her practice. Girls' families have been used to it since childhood. My brother is younger. I don't think he has used iron plates. I don't remember. I don't remember. But their code of conduct doesn't seem to be worse or even better than mine. It's that sports talent is better than me, maybe!
I'm really glad that the players in the junior sports school can get nice jerseys and a pair of white rubber shoes in pre-competition training. Sports shoes are beautiful and white, and they are usually worn, only when there is a game. Every time I go on stage, I jump up and down unconsciously, as if my jumping ability is stronger than usual. Wash and dry immediately after the game, and there is no stain on the white sneakers. Even the light yellow marks on the edges of the cleaned shoes exposed to the sun must be squeezed with toothpaste or carefully whitened with white chalk until there are no marks left or right.
The winter and summer vacations in a year are the training time of a juvenile sports school. The children are very sleepy and stay in bed every morning during winter training. Mother had prepared breakfast before dawn. After breakfast, I rushed to the training ground, where the coach was already waiting. Summer training is tiring, the temperature is high, the days are long and the training time is long. Sweat doesn't soak clothes, even shorts. During the training, my father will take home a small part of the brown sugar subsidized by the basketball coach and let my mother cook it for us. He won't drink a bite, saying that adults don't need it. At that time, it was brown sugar and sugar tickets that were needed.
Every time I go out to take part in a competition, my mother will help me pack my luggage the night before I leave, put it in my bag and ask me to go. I have to go to the kitchen to make a small bag of beef jerky that I don't usually want to eat at home, and take it with me on the way. There were not many restaurants in those days, and there were also few state-run canteens of the Hui nationality. Father's coffin is certainly there, but he basically doesn't talk, watching his mother clean up, ignoring people and smoking quietly beside him. When I left the next morning, he said to me, "Just work hard and take care of yourself." Didn't look at me.
Participated in several provincial games. I have two memories, one in my hometown and the other in Simao. My hometown was the host team that time, and it was specially arranged in Fengqing Tea Factory, the best place in the county. The venue is spacious and bright, and the conditions are good. After all, it is the provincial games. Put colored flags on both sides of the road before entering the factory. From the slope of the north gate of the county seat, they sway in the wind, which is very spectacular. But in the old factory, the competition floor is the most advanced terrazzo floor, which is smooth and atmospheric. There are some tea leaves that have been made or are being made neatly in the corner. All kinds of tea smells of roasted green, Yunnan red and broken tea wafted faintly, which was very refreshing. High-end events attracted many people to cheer and watch the game. If you play in your hometown, the villagers will unconsciously work harder in front of you. When you win a game, your sense of accomplishment is extremely floating. Kunming, Yuxi, Dali and Baoshan are traditional strong teams, and it is said that the top three are produced from this. We won't be afraid all the time. The coach carefully analyzed each opponent and gestured to us, which he couldn't remember at all. Anyway, when the fight started, I just had a good time and won or lost two or three times. That's what I'm playing with. Down, the group won the third place in the province, bronze medal.
I took a bus for two days when I went to Simao. The first day I stayed in a roadside hotel, I had a lot of lice, bitten badly and hardly slept. Arrive at the destination and get familiar with the venue, without a good rest. The new town in southern Yunnan is full of vitality, giving people a fresh and curious feeling. I don't remember the story of the provincial games, but it reflects the local traffic propaganda slogan, which is also very strange and has never been forgotten. The crisp and standard little girl voice, Yunnan Putonghua, came slowly and repeatedly from the trumpet of the traffic fortress, especially like the Kuomintang radio program in the movie, with a soft voice: "Pedestrians walk aside, vehicles stay to the right; Don't grab a red light when riding a bicycle, and don't compete with a motor vehicle at the same time; When you turn, you should reach out and signal, and when you turn left, you should go around the big bend. " That year, we won the bronze medal as scheduled, and the women's team was even worse, and the silver medal. Of course, I returned home in triumph. In my memory, the main players of these two sessions, the men's team Weidong, the Red Army, Hong Tao Jr. and I … the women's team sister, Jianmin sister, Xiaoqun sister, Xiaoli sister, and my sister …
On the day of the competition, the coach will go to the organizing Committee to discuss our halal food. Every time the negotiation requirements come down, the conference respects, supports and takes care of us, so that we can train and compete with peace of mind. Teacher Yin, who is both a coach and a parent, should make good arrangements for the front and back desk logistics and lead a group of baby soldiers to appear in all fields of table tennis in that era. At the end of the competition, Teacher Yin smiled the sweetest in the group photo when receiving the prize. Of course, we are also happy for our beloved teacher Zhang, … and ourselves.
? Later, Weidong and the Red Army were also elected to the provincial junior sports school. Subsequently, Xiao Qun and Xiao Li were selected one after another. My sister was elected to the provincial junior sports school, when she was less than nine years old. I was not chosen, and it was boring at that time. I kept my head down on the road and didn't want to meet anyone. Even when I see a stone blocking my foot, I will kick it in annoyance. Walking down the street with his trouser pocket in his hand, he saw that his acquaintances were naturally fond of taking a reason, humming and laughing, and he looked like he was playing around.
At this time, my father threw me two books: "from now on, I will do the problem, two pages a day, and I must finish it." Non-negotiable tone. Helpless, I turned over two lines of books at random, and I was at a loss by the dense number of topics. I saw a small print on the cover: issued by Haidian District, Beijing. After reading and doing exercises, I bid farewell to the junior sports school.
When the national college entrance examination resumed that year, my father wanted me to study.