Continuous racket dream

Wang Xinmin

When I first went to elementary school, I was obsessed with table tennis, and I stood by the cement brick beside the table in the get out of class. I was a loyal audience of the senior classmates. Occasionally, I made a discount on the "discount" of senior students, and it was so flattered and ecstatic! Gradually, I will play a few boards, and the level has also improved. "Selected generals", "Test Teachers" and "Pile Protective" are increasing. It can only be worked with a racket, and can only play a few boards in schools and physical education in schools. At that time, I wanted to have a racket in dreaming, even if it was a "light board"!

However, during the difficult period of natural disasters in the early 1960s, it was a luxury to buy a racket. I didn't dare to rush to my parents, and I secretly stood up, printing more and more "red five points" on the workbook and transcript. My father knew my intentions, and finally one day, I bought me a racket of Huang Chengcheng! I jumped the racket in my hand, and I really wanted to call my father three long. Later, I found that my father did not eat smoke for two or three months. It turned out that he saved the smoke and bought this racket I dreamed of.

In the fifth grade, the school set up a table tennis team. I was selected and finally played with the "sponge board", but only when the team was trained can I be "full of hands." At that time, I also understood the principle of "things to be done, and they must first benefit their instruments." If I have a sponge ball racket, I may still play better and win glory for the school!

However, that "Cultural Revolution" ended my dreams with a lot of dreams and longing for infinitely.

Time is like an arrow. When my son was 7 years old, he didn't know whether it was inherited or the mental minds between mother and child. He also fascinated table tennis. When I was surprised, I couldn't tell the joy. Without any intention of my son, I bought him a "red double joy" high -end racket in place.

My old father, who has been a grandfather, seems to have never forgotten that I was eager for my eyes when I was a kid, and I also bought a "red double joy" racket to the grandson. My father seemed to make up for the "sponge" dream of my childhood "dying". After retiring, I rode a bicycle to send the little grandson to Chengbei Stadium every day to participate in the ping -padded children's class training.

Nowadays, when I see my grandson and his friends holding various high -end rackets, when I wield it in the stadium, I sincerely wish the flowers of generations of the motherland to grow healthy in a happy and ideal environment.

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