It feels so good to learn martial arts and write essays

1. A 300-word essay on the experience of learning martial arts

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Several years ago, I was on the Chinese Kung Fu forum of the Outdoor Club and saw a Mr. Three Kingdoms who was very enthusiastic about finding martial arts teachers for his children a few months ago and wrote several posts. One of the posts was roughly It goes like this: "My child wants to learn kung fu. He is a 5 and a half year old boy. Can you recommend a good teacher who can teach basic routines and is suitable for enlightenment?" I think of my own journey of learning martial arts and appreciate the parents' strong support. , I was very touched at the moment, so I wrote a reply: "I am so lucky to have such parents who actively nurture and protect my children! I think back to when I was a teenager, I also really wanted to learn martial arts. I am envious when I see some children learning martial arts. Great. But if the parents don’t support it, then they won’t be able to support it, so they won’t be able to learn martial arts.

My desire to learn martial arts will be higher, and I will have to ask for help from others and learn from masters. I will learn martial arts on my own. The road is really not easy. I wonder if the child has found a suitable teacher.

If not, I would really like to teach him for free! Enjoy! (It’s best for children who want to learn it on their own, so don’t delay.) I have been practicing Changquan for more than 10 years in China, and I think I have a good martial arts skills.

I can at least teach some basic skills and basic routines. No problem. See here for my situation..." (Note: I no longer teach) This incident brought back my memories. Compared with today's children, my path to learning martial arts was more tortuous, and the experience was difficult. Sourness, joy, and a mixture of various feelings are not something that children today can experience.

In the early 1970s, I asked a friend to introduce me to my first master. The master practiced Zimu Quan. He usually did not accept apprentices. It was because of the face of his friends. He accepted it. I remember that his home had a big yard, and he had one or two apprentices practicing in his yard. We would go to his house a few nights a week, and he would start teaching us after work, after eating and resting.

The master taught us almost compulsorily. The master’s family has several children, his life is not rich, and his daily work makes him uncomfortable. At that time, everyone and I had very little money at our disposal, and we had very little to show filial piety to our master. The master's hard work in coaching us must have been due to his own love for martial arts.

I first learned leg kicking, then Zimuquan. The kicking technique is also very different from the popular Changquan kicking technique that I often see. The soles of the feet are sideways, and the kicks are fast and forward. The emphasis is on explosive power, and the height of the kicks is no higher than the knee.

The Zimu Fist is a powerful force that can be used to dodge and move around. Although it does not have difficult moves such as somersaults and spins, it is still very practical. I insist on practicing the kicking legs repeatedly every day, and break down the routines of Zimuquan according to the requirements of the master. I often take time to practice hard in the woods beside Longtan Lake. I consciously practice the kicking legs or other basic movements for dozens of times every day. Even hundreds of times, each boxing routine is practiced repeatedly, but I feel that there is nothing to be filial to the master. Doing every martial arts lesson well and satisfying the master is the reward for the master.

There were fewer and fewer brothers who followed my classmates to practice. I often went to my master’s house at night, and I was the only one who would teach me exclusively. At the same time, my master also had other reasons. My mood gradually became less good, and I taught less and less. Later, I often went to the master's house and listened to him vent some grievances, etc., and then he was sent home. I was very considerate of the master and did not hope that I would become his normal life. The disruptor is also worried that the master's family will say unwelcome words, and his self-esteem makes his psychological burden heavier and heavier. Every time he goes to his home, he always hesitates for a long time and has many ideological struggles. Even when he arrives at the master's home, I feel like I'm begging, and my heart is being eaten like a bug. This feeling is not something that children today can experience. At that time, I was able to persist in learning and practicing, which was supported by my eagerness for martial arts at the time and the frequent praises given by my master.

This was my first master. He also explained the offensive and defensive uses of some boxing techniques. Zimuquan also emphasized using defense as offense. He taught us to practice Sanshou by splitting the boxing, and borrowed one of the opponent's skills during practice. Fists and palms, scratch first and then strike. He taught us how to practice kicking and sparring, as well as "blocking" exercises and some methods of sparring.

These sparring exercises not only have some routines, but also some flexible content. Especially the "blocking" exercise, one side makes any attack movements with punches, palms or even feet. The defender should respond to the opponent's attack movements as quickly as possible, and make corresponding defensive movements of blocking and blocking, so as to break the eight pounds with half a ounce. way to neutralize the opponent's attack.

From the current perspective, this "blocking" method is relatively simple. Even people without martial arts foundation can learn to use it. It is easy to practice, cultivates the ability to respond quickly, and has a certain self-defense effect. Unfortunately, due to his personal mood and other factors, he did not teach us everything; he also practiced a weapon called "guai" and did not teach it to us.

Although I carefully recorded some valuable content after returning home, including some boxing scores, etc., unfortunately I couldn’t find it after I moved several times. If you can’t recall it, it may have been lost; in my opinion, as the practical value of martial arts in today’s society is getting lower and lower, and it is evolving into sports or art, it is also very likely that some traditional and unique martial arts culture will be lost. .

I am very grateful to this master, whose teachings have benefited me throughout my life; I am also grateful to my master’s wife and his family, who have generously accommodated me. It was a very happy process for me to train with my second master. It was my good friend and boxing friend who recommended me to this master. Although I was a "second-hand goods", he was very happy to take me in. No one recommended me at that time. , it is very difficult to learn martial arts from a master.

The master was over 70 years old at the time. He had many apprentices and practiced with a group of children of different sizes in Taoranting Park every day. The master did not often teach each apprentice one by one, but the older ones often When teaching young children, the seniors take care of their juniors, teach and learn from each other, and even seniors who have already left school come back to help the master with their juniors. Everyone is very friendly and the training is very formal. After everyone finished the flexibility exercises every morning, everyone lined up in the open space to practice basic skills, including leg kicks, side kicks, cross kicks, back kicks, lotus swings, cartwheels, step-through palms, sweeping kicks, tornado kicks, etc. Flying kicks, spins, etc., and then practice boxing one by one, or practice other equipment or routines. The master is very kind and never scolds people, and everyone works hard. 2. A sport feels so good. Essay of 450 words

Last summer, in order to force me to exercise more, my father announced a decision that made me feel happy and sad - let me learn to swim.

I am happy that I finally hope to lose the title of "landlubber", but I am worried that I will have to drink a lot of "everyone's bath water" in the process of learning to swim here, and it must feel terrible. On the first day of school, I was dragged to the swimming pool by my father half-pushed and uneasy.

When I came to the swimming pool, I saw "Shallow water area 1 meter, deep water area 1.5 meters" written clearly on the wall.

I couldn’t help but secretly rejoice: Haha! The shallow water area is only 1 meter, and I am already 1.43 meters long. As long as you don’t get too close to the deep water area, it will be 100% fine.

Soon, the coach came. The coach first emphasized the precautions and requirements for swimming, and then led everyone to do warm-up exercises. After doing this, everyone can’t wait to get started in actual combat.

First of all, learn to hold your breath. For me, this only involves some basic swimming movements such as breathing and hand pumping. Maybe it’s because the hard work of kicking has honed my endurance and strengthened my physical strength. When I learned these movements, I no longer felt so exhausted, and I was praised by the coach for my standard movements.

After half a month of study and several days of free practice, I finally got rid of the title of "landlubber" because I learned how to freestyle. Swimming not only makes me feel the joy and freedom of swimming like a fish in the water, but also strengthens my body and hone my perseverance.

Swimming is great! If you are still a "landlubber", act quickly.

3. An essay about my reflections on learning martial arts (200 to 300 words are enough)

I finally woke up from that dream, and amid the sound of "discussing" from the front, I said goodbye to Haier, whom I had known for two years. .I was so miserable that I lived a life of darkness at home every day. My relatives and friends were lukewarm to me. For a man with ideals, that kind of life was a waste of life. If I lose my job, no one will recognize my love. Value, it feels even more bitter than eating bitter melon.

Occasionally I opened my old diary, and I was shocked as I had pursued my dream of martial arts since I was a child. I thought why not fulfill myself and become a challenger in a new life? So I put all my efforts into my "new life".

In the end, I chose Zhenhualong Martial Arts Fighting Club. Facts have proved that I made the right choice. My first impression after arriving was that I am practicing here. The atmosphere of martial arts is unmatched by ordinary martial arts schools. The slogan "Train hard and strive for first" on the light yellow wall will make everyone scream. Although the dojo here is not as luxurious as some Taekwondo gyms, it is not as luxurious as the large-scale Taekwondo gyms. The martial arts school is so imposing, but as an old saying goes, plainness is the truth. Luxury may not be real, and momentum may not reveal real kung fu. The most plainest is also the most real.

After many days of training, Pu Every common move describes the simplest and most practical martial arts principles. There is no bragging or pretentiousness here, all real fighting inspires people to dare to learn and practice. This has the potential of "opening up to all rivers" , the beauty of "Long Yin Qian Jiang". Because it has a mind as big as the sea, it is ready to accept martial arts friends from all over the world, no matter how well you practice, it will tolerate you with the heart of the sea. "Long Yin Qian Jiang" is the beauty of Sanquan Doo, because it has Only after learning San Quan do we have a group of good brothers. We are connected by the same goal, like a dragon singing in the water of a thousand rivers. We absorb the virtues of practicing martial arts, experience and explore the mystery of San Quan.

General knowledge, love has already fallen here, and my heart has been infected by love. 4. A 300-word essay on the taste of learning martial arts

Dear classmates from the West: I am a student of ** Elementary School. My name is ***, who is ten years old this year. I am in Class 1 of the fifth grade. I write and do my homework in the spacious and bright classroom every day. My hobbies are martial arts and football. I know everything. This is my happiness.

This is because we are technologically advanced and can live a carefree life. I saw on the Internet that your geographical location is not very convenient and the transportation is not very convenient. I am going to hold a hand-in-hand event at the school to ask the school to donate clothes to you and food to you so that you will not be cold and hungry. I will definitely study hard to realize my wish. I know this is only a drop in the bucket, but it is also a little bit of our sincerity. I know that this is not enough to ensure that half of the people in the west are well fed and clothed, so I will work harder to ensure that all my compatriots in the west are well fed and clothed.

I wish you good health and study progress on March 6***. 5. "It feels good to learn well" composition

Composition:

It feels so good to succeed

I once read this passage in a book: Success It is a glass of sweet wine, success is a wonderful poem, success is a ray of warm sunshine, success records my best feeling, and makes me have endless aftertaste. I've experienced this feeling too.

I remember one day during the winter vacation, my parents took me to Qingdao for a trip. One of the projects was to climb Mount Laoshan. I heard an aunt say that Mount Laoshan is very steep, 1,494 meters high. I looked at the towering mountain peaks and thought: The peaks are so high, I might as well take the cable car. Besides, can I climb up? Dad seemed to see through my mind and said to me: "Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb. You haven't experienced the fun of mountain climbing yet! Do you dare to challenge yourself?" I replied without hesitation: "Okay, of course I will Dare!" Before I finished speaking, I took my father's hand and started running along the mountain road.

When I climbed halfway up the mountain, I felt that I had no strength at all. I was panting hard. My legs were like sandbags, heavy and sore, and I couldn't lift them up. When my father and I were resting on the steps, he saw me panting and said, "If you can't do it, just go down the mountain!" At this time, I saw a boy shorter than me jumping up and down and walking in front of me like flying. When it was over, I climbed up again. Not long after, we heard bursts of laughter from the tourists. I looked up and saw that we were only one step away from the top of the mountain. By this time, I was sweating profusely and felt weak all over. . But I didn't care, gritted my teeth and insisted on climbing up.

Wow! I finally reached the top of the mountain! I followed my father's example and opened my arms and called.

I am so happy because I defeated myself and successfully climbed to the top of the mountain. It feels so good to succeed.

Poetry:

Heart

The sky is gloomy

Just like my heart

I look out the window

The biting cold wind filled me

The sadness in my heart cannot be erased

The towering buildings, lush trees, beautiful flowers, lovely Grass,

is lifeless at this time

It seems like I have returned to the distant black and white world

Look

how haggard the flowers are

The birds are playing lamentations for them

It was once beautiful

But now it is haggard and forgotten

Its scattered petals

seem to be telling the pain in the heart

Need people to listen

Need people to care

But face to face What comes is trampling and neglect

What comes is disappointment and pain

Flowers are questioning

Questioning God

Why not give It is a beautiful life process

God did not answer it

It can only be accompanied by the incomplete petals

Sleeping in pain

The sky is still gloomy at this time

Just like my heart. . .

This is written by me. The length of a poem is not important, the important thing is to invest emotions. 6.

It feels so good to be a teacher

I have had a wish since I was a child. I want to be a good teacher who teaches and educates people when I grow up, and contributes to the cause of cultivating talents for the motherland. make a contribution.

Whatever you want comes true. Not long ago, I realized this wish.

During the National Day holiday last year, my parents were not at home, so I invited a few children downstairs to come to my house to play games. As the saying goes: people are little but big, they are big. It is true at all. These little ones unexpectedly chose me as their teacher to teach them. At that time, I blushed so hard that I thought: Wu Yun, Wu Yun, Wu Yun, Do you really have the guts? I was usually timid, gritted my teeth, and I didn't know where the courage came from, and I readily agreed to them.

Now that class is finally officially in session, I shouted loudly with the loud voice of the teacher: "Class! Hello, classmates!" "Hello, teacher!" Listening to their childlike shouts, I wanted to be The teacher is so happy! , in order to educate them, I added: "From a young age, you must establish a correct philosophy of life, and tell you: If you don't study hard since you were young, you will not have a good job when you grow up, and you can only be a cleaner or a puller. , do coolies, then you are really 'the boss is sad'!"

"Okay, today we have the first lesson - integer addition and subtraction, please look at the blackboard now! I took the stick and pointed at the math problems written on the blackboard, explaining them step by step, just like a little teacher. I spoke more and more energetically, and the children listened very carefully and were fascinated, not letting go at all. , seeing how serious they were, I became more interested and encouraged them to study seriously and contribute to the prosperity of the motherland in the future.

Later, I also gave them a test paper, and as a result, all of them got full marks. I was so happy that I smiled happily. They also laughed, and their smiles were so sweet. I said today's class was really interesting.

Until now, whenever I come home from school, I can always meet them. They will always bow to me respectfully and say: "Hello, Teacher Wu!"

< p> Ah, it feels so good to be a teacher! Let me shoulder the glorious mission and educate more talented people! 7. "

What is it like to grow up? When I was a childlike teenager, I was trying to answer this question.

And now I am a middle school student , I found the answer, the feeling of growing up is freedom. When I was a child, my parents always restricted my movements.

For example, I am not allowed to climb trees for fear that I will fall; I am not allowed to cross the road by myself for fear of being hit by a car; I must be fed when I eat, for fear that I will starve. There was even one time when I accidentally made a few clay figurines to play with, but my mother snatched them away from me, forcibly dragged me to the sink, and ordered me to wash my hands clean.

I know it was because my parents did it for my own good, but they made me lose the spring of my childhood. I lamented that all my faults were because I had not grown up.

When I grew up, everything was free. My parents no longer ordered and restricted my freedom, so I learned a lot of skills. One time, I came back from shopping for groceries and forgot my keys.

In the background, I saw the water pipe behind the house. I hugged the water pipe and climbed back to my home on the third floor. My mother was very surprised when she came back, but she saw that I was fine and asked a few questions.

Because of this experience, I participated in a rope climbing competition with full confidence, and I actually won third place! But every time I go out from now on, I must bring the key with me. Growing up felt so freeing and allowed me to learn unexpected personal skills.

When I was a child, my parents always interfered with my freedom in learning. My mother suggested that I learn painting; my father suggested that I learn calligraphy. Later, I had no choice but to learn together. Whenever I took a thick paintbrush and filled my clothes with paint, I would lament why I didn't grow up and couldn't choose what to do.

When I grow up, my parents no longer interfere with my study choices. Everything is free and I can choose what I love to learn. One month, I signed up for computer programming training. I took three classes a day at school and struggled to solve computer programming problems at home every day. I used the knowledge I learned to easily solve practical problems in life.

I met many programming experts through the Internet and asked them questions to expand my knowledge. As a result, he won the ranking in the computer programming competition for two consecutive years.

Growing up I felt so free, which allowed me to give full play to my hobbies and expertise and achieve all-round development. Later, I participated in many community activities, such as street cleaning, cleaning up advertisements, and free door-to-door mail delivery... These many interesting life experiences enriched my life. Of course, I have to thank myself for growing up. My parents did not stop me and just laughed. He said with a smile: "You can do it well because you have grown up and have the freedom to choose."

I am very grateful for the rich life I have had in the past few years and for growing up. But soon I will be 16 years old, and life will be more exciting in the future. 8. It feels so good. A 400-word essay

It was rare to go home early yesterday.

A family of three went to play on the rooftop. Once on the rooftop, my wife hugged me from behind and asked me to carry her on my back. I think it’s been a long time since we got married, so I’ll go shopping with her behind my back! After taking only a few steps, my naughty and mischievous son rushed over with a smile, forcefully pulled her mother off of me, and clamored for my wife to carry him.

Speaking of my naughty son, it’s funny! He is our king of destruction! Every time I get a little intimate with my wife, he comes over and makes trouble, forcefully pulling his mother away and asking her to hug her. Sometimes when we sit together and watch TV, he forces himself between us. Sometimes when we go out for a walk, he walks in the middle and asks each of us to pull him aside.

Sometimes.

In fact, he is afraid that we will downplay it, forget his existence, and forget that he is the protagonist of this family! The more he behaves like this, the cuter we find him! The happier we feel! It feels so good. 9. The feeling of success is so good, how to write an essay

The feeling of success is so good, a 500-word essay (Part 1)

The feeling of success is so good. Success is desirable. What does success mean? Only successful people can truly understand this. I've had success. There have been failures. What I remember most is the successful attempt.

One day during the summer vacation, I was concentrating on reading a book at home. Suddenly, I was attracted by a question in the book: How can an egg dropped from a high altitude not break? When I saw this question, I thought it was strange. An egg would break when touched, but it would survive being dropped from a high altitude. How is this possible? Although I think so. But I still want to try. I found an egg and climbed to the balcony. As soon as my hand loosened, the egg fell from my hand. I just heard a "pop" sound and the eggs bloomed. I was unwilling to give in and took another egg. This time I wasn't as reckless as before.

I was thinking: In order to prevent the eggs from breaking, what is the best thing to wrap the eggs with? I saw a piece of cloth. Then wrap the eggs in cloth. Then tied the cloth tightly. Go to the balcony and throw the eggs down. This time there was no "pop" sound. I think it worked. The egg is definitely not broken. I came downstairs and untied the rope tied to the cloth. To my disappointment, the egg was still broken, and the egg white and yolk flowed all over the floor. I didn't succeed twice. "I don't believe this evil! I'm so awesome." It came up again. I picked up the egg for the third time. This time, I found a thick sponge and wrapped it carefully. I couldn't wait to run downstairs. An intact egg appeared in front of my eyes. I succeeded, and I felt particularly comfortable.

Through this attempt, I realized that only the joy of success can make you feel happy no matter what we encounter. No matter what difficulties and setbacks you encounter, you must face them bravely and move forward step by step. Yes, there are inevitably ups and downs in the journey of life, but as long as you have faith that cannot be defeated by bad luck, the light of hope will be dispelled. Cloud of despair.

500-word essay on the feeling of success (Part 2)

"The sun is always there after the storm, and there is a clear sky above the dark clouds. Cherish all the touches." Everyone There are successes and failures. Since I learned to skip rope, I have discovered that the feeling of success is so good.

When I was in the first grade, I couldn't jump rope and watched other students showing off their rope skipping skills. I was so envious.

I borrowed other students’ skipping ropes, went to a deserted place, and started practicing. The other students were really like: “The sesame seeds are blooming—every day. ” But I was like: “Rolling pin and blowing fire – I don’t know anything.” "I'm like a little stupid bear, my hands and feet don't cooperate, and my reaction is very slow.

I jumped up, but I had to wait for the rope to fall to the ground before jumping. If I jump once, others can jump Four or five! Hey! I really can’t jump!

I really don’t understand why God left a useless person like me who can’t even jump rope? ! Piggy is smarter than me! I wanted to give up, but my good friend said to me: "Don't give up in anything." Sunshine always appears after wind and rain. "I couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, because the secret of my inability to jump rope was discovered. But this sentence gave me confidence and courage. Didn't Li Bai say: "I am born with talents that will be useful." "So, I got out of the predicament.

I decided to practice again: failed once, failed twice, failed three times. I was so tired that I was panting and dripping. My good friend kept shouting I took a rest. But I shook my head: "I'm not tired. "After the wind and rain again and again, the sun finally appeared! Before I knew it, I could finally dance coherently!

"The sun is always after the wind and rain, and there is a clear sky above the dark clouds. Cherish it. "All touching" There will inevitably be difficulties on the road of life, but you can't give up. You know, the feeling of success is so good!

500-word essay on "The feeling of success is so good" (Part 3)

“How can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain? "The rainbow is so beautiful, and the success after failure is as wonderful as the rainbow.

It was last Saturday, my father and mother took my brother and me to the swimming pool to swim. When we came to the swimming pool, we Everyone was sweating profusely.

I put on a beautiful swimming suit and walked lightly to the pool. Suddenly, I was deeply attracted by the fresh sight in front of me. The blue water and the sky reflected each other, giving people a sense of spaciousness and comfort that they had never experienced before. I jumped into the water with a "plop" and took a sip of water. I was so scared that I couldn't help but stand in the water. If I dare to move, I saw many uncles and aunts swimming happily in the water in various postures. I really admired and envied me, but when I thought about myself, I couldn’t help but feel discouraged because I still couldn’t swim and couldn’t even breathe. No way.

When I was at a loss, my mother swam over to teach me. She first told me the essentials of ventilation, and I followed the instructions: blow out all the breath first, I raised my head and inhaled again. Unexpectedly, I choked on the water the first time I inhaled. Oops, the water was too hard to drink. It was neither salty nor sweet, I said. I did it four times in a row, and my nose was sore. I felt discouraged, but facing my mother’s hopeful eyes and words of encouragement, my confidence came back. After repeated practice, the miracle finally happened, and I was able to change continuously. After four breaths, he swam more than 5 meters away.

I jumped up with joy, and my nose felt sore again. But this time, I felt that there was sweetness in the bitterness, because I realized the truth of "Nothing is difficult in the world, only those who are willing to do it".

"The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the edge of the sword comes from sharpening." Learning to swim this time made me feel the joy of success, and it felt really good. 10. Essay on Learning Martial Arts to Make Life Better

Hello, the reference essay is as follows: Essay 1: e5a48de588b6323131335323631343130323136353331333431373331 I am a lively and cheerful child. I have been practicing martial arts for more than three years. I have benefited a lot from practicing martial arts. , I’m going to practice martial arts again today.

The place where we practice martial arts is a seaside with beautiful environment and fresh air. At the beginning, we pressed our legs on the railing. After pressing our legs, I felt relaxed all over, and I naturally performed a forward somersault (a difficult move in martial arts).

A few minutes later, we started doing preparatory movements to prepare for boxing practice. After 30 minutes, I was already sweating profusely, but it didn't matter to me.

After completing the preparatory movements, start practicing boxing. It started with Mantis Boxing (I forgot to introduce it, I practice Mantis Boxing), and my vigorous movements attracted bursts of applause from others; then came Shaolin Boxing, which I also practiced equally wonderfully! But stick skills are my weak point, and I am often criticized by my master. Alas, this time I got a pot of porridge, which was very disappointing.

I am also very good at swordsmanship. I like to practice martial arts, because practicing martial arts makes me know how to persevere in doing things, be willing to endure hardships, and not get discouraged.

I also have a dream: to be a martial arts star when I grow up, like Bruce Lee and Jet Li! Sample Essay 2: On Friday, Teacher Wang asked us to go to the school martial arts hall to practice martial arts at eight o'clock in the morning on Saturday. On this day, most of the students came to school on time to practice martial arts, with only a few being late.

When we started practicing, we were all undisciplined and weak. The teacher asked us to practice each movement, and sometimes we had to raise our hands. If someone didn't do it right at this time, everyone would be in trouble.

But some people couldn't do it right. Everyone could only raise their hands high above their heads and shake them from time to time. Their arms were so tired and sore. There is also the need to run the team in a circle. The best we can do is run in an oval shape. Moreover, some places are sparse and some are dense, which is very unsightly.

But Teacher Yang gave us an idea: when running, everyone should run half a step forward. In addition, the "head" should run faster to catch up with the other team. We tried it, and it had some effect, but it was still sometimes sparse and sometimes dense. Teacher Yang asked us to practice it over and over again. At first, we still couldn't make a circle, and it still looked like an ellipse. Sometimes it was sparse and sometimes dense.

But it was better to do it again and again. Slowly, we ran out of the circle, and the habit of sometimes being sparse and sometimes dense was also effective. But it still doesn’t achieve very good results, it doesn’t matter, practice makes perfect, if you practice it over and over again, it will always get better, I believe this.

Afterwards, we went to buy knives again, but we couldn’t find the knife seller. It’s a really hard thing to do, as the saying goes: one minute on stage, ten years of work off stage.