Nothing is difficult in the world, if you put your mind to it!
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"Run, run, run, life lies in sports." I ran panting on the dam by the sea, and the cold wind in December suddenly blew on my face, just like sharpening a knife. It's not my idle self-abuse, I make natural popsicles in winter! This is an activity carried out by the school, which is called "Sunshine Sports Winter Long-distance Running". The purpose is to let us sunny teenagers run regularly and quantitatively every day in the winter sunshine.
After reading this, you will definitely think that since it is winter vacation, no one knows if you don't run! Otherwise, you want to be lazy because you have a team leader and a supervisor? Not even a window!
Since I am a solo traveler, isn't there a TV series called Riding Alone in a Thousand Miles? I should be able to say Riding Alone in a Thousand Miles? Remembering the first day, I got up reluctantly, put on cold clothes, took a shower and ran to the seawall. Although it's past seven o'clock, the chill of winter still lingers on the sea surface, mixed with sea breeze, and it keeps coming at you. After warming up for a while, I started running on the seawall for a few minutes. My feet first began to thaw, then my body became warm, and fine sweat began to appear on my nose and forehead. The first day felt good.
The next day's parting was not so reluctant, it seemed crisp and neat. Came to the seaside, breathing the slightly dry air by the sea, with the breath of the ocean, I began to run. With the increase of body temperature, it seems to me that the sea breeze has become softer and warmer. I'm used to it.
On the third day, I was looking forward to what I would get today. When I came to the seaside and looked at the calm sea, my heart calmed down. In running, the gentle wind brushed my cheeks, breathing the breath of the sea, listening to the sound of the sea and enjoying the sparkling sea, all of which made me so calm and comfortable. The ship at sea blew the horn blare-blare-blare. It seems that people across the sea have raised smoke. I don't know if I'm hallucinating. I began to count the steps I ran in my mind, seven in a cycle, from one to seven, from duo to hey, just like the melody of youth, unassuming and restrained, calm and turbulent.
I owe it in the sun. Sprinkle our youth, our vitality, our wisdom and our sweat. ...
I hope you can adopt it!