Look at the picture composition "Sweeping Snow for Uncle Zhang, a Military Family Member".

Water looks like a beautiful woman's eyes, like a beautiful frown.

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There was a sea of people on the day of the city basketball game Those who stopped to watch had approval and disdain on their faces. However, these expressions filled my heart with worries. "What if I violate the rules? What if I can't score? ..... "Du-haven't let me have time to think. Start preparing for the game.

As usual, I play ball and catch the ball. Two people, standing in a circle with a radius of 1 m, have a decisive moment, the first ball. My heart repeats, but the more nervous, the less strength. I looked into the audience, clearly found the face "face some ferocious nervous, corners of the mouth without a smile, but he tried to hide. What emerges between the eyebrows and eyes is only my affirmation. "This affirmation, like a trickle into my heart, gave me strength in this noisy arena. Give me a resting place for my soul. In this world, there is only me and the ball.

The ball was thrown into the air in the hands of the referee and drew a perfect arc. I wish it landed beautifully, even if it was a jump. Hit the ball in the direction of the captain. She picked up the ball, changed direction, turned around, flipped her wrist and hit the board. Everything is so coordinated. "Good shot!" The voice of the audience has said everything.

Everyone's face began to be filled with smiles. But I clearly saw that face "is still so calm and serious, and there is still a little tension in my eyes." But I can understand it. It's a warning not to be too hasty.

The game began to heat up and the score reached 40 to 42. The other side also began to pay attention to it, and the heavy encirclement made us unable to move. I only have a 45 degree angle to get the ball. The ball, from these hands through those hands, jumps happily. Finally, it fell into my hand, "turn around, turn your wrist and hit the board." Doing a set of actions that I am most familiar with. "Pa-"a clear and crisp voice. The referee motioned for the batter to foul and let me make a free throw.

I stood on the free throw line and looked at the four striking numbers on the scoreboard. I understand the importance of these two goals under a heavy burden. Although the free throws are more accurate on weekdays, I lost my calm heart under tension. I looked at the audience and the coach's face was so striking. "The serious tone, the slightly rising corners of the mouth, eyes revealed, is a compliment to me. I see, kicking, lifting arms, flipping wrists ... there was a slight applause from the audience.

I followed the sound and the coach's face began to smile, which was a compliment to us. I know, so do the players.

Last five seconds, if you hold on. We won the game by a narrow margin. The captain controlled the ball and tried to throw a ball in the last 5 seconds, but we didn't expect our negligence to give the other team a chance. They are holding the ball and ready to make a layup. The striker began to catch up. When I saw the coach's face, I looked flustered and my mouth fell down. All disappointments are dissatisfaction with our faces. Did we lose?

Du-the game is over. We won by one point. Enter the final four. On and off the stage, teammates embraced warmly and everyone cried, which was so carefree. In the crowd, I clearly saw a little crystal in the coach's eyes. But his face is like a hibiscus flower, Zhan Ran.

Unforgettable, the face, the man, the game.