Everyone has his own hobbies, such as swimming, music and playing chess ... I am no exception, but I like playing basketball. It's hard to understand how a small elastic sphere can have such a powerful magic, which fascinates me deeply.

One Sunday morning, I took a basketball, a gift from my father, and walked to the court while shooting. I get as close to the basket as possible. About one meter away from the basket, the ball flew out with a gentle push. This is my first time pitching, and the result can be imagined-the ball didn't touch the net, but it made an arc in the air and landed.

I picked up the ball, adjusted my strength and threw it out again. This time, the ball just turned around on the basket and still didn't score. In this way, I threw the ball on the court for more than an hour. Many things happen. I threw another ball, and it actually scored. It's cool to watch the ball trawl! From then on, I fell in love with playing ball, which was out of control.

But at first I knew nothing about basketball-I didn't know the rules, the pitching posture was not standard or ugly, it was difficult to play and I didn't have enough strength. Always makes my players laugh and cry.

I tried to stand at the lower right of basketball frame, thinking that I wouldn't "air——ball" (not touching the board, basket and net). Holding the ball in his hand and bending his legs, he looks a bit obscene. Then I pushed the ball forward and jumped up. The ball is very disobedient. It hit the basket and bounced back, hitting me right in the face.

I am very unwilling and determined to practice hard in the future.

Every day after school, I took my basketball to the basketball court, threw my schoolbag aside and began to practice pitching. My pitching style was corrected by the basketball teacher, and it was much easier, but I can still "air——ball". It seems that my strength is not enough.

In order to exercise strength, I insist on doing four push-ups and four sit-ups every day. Although I can't finish them continuously, I will stick to it until I finish forty, and I won't rest.

Now, my basketball has made great progress, at least it won't be abused so much. My heart already belongs to basketball. I no longer play those boring web games, but play interesting basketball games; I no longer watch boring cartoons, but watch the wonderful NBA.

"Basketball is life", so that's it!