I was born in...well, a small town in the south of Yan State. Although it is a small town, the public facilities are actually quite complete and the transportation is developed, so it is considered a prosperous place. My parents were born in the country, and I have a younger sister.
Doing a business that has been passed down from our family's ancestors supports my sister and I in going to school. Although the livelihood is not very good, it still satisfies the family's food and clothing.
Life is actually a very ordinary story, but it is definitely not easy, as my father said:
"Born" is easy, "living" is easy. Together, "life" is not easy...
——
The relationship between the word "clear autumn air" and this small town is probably no closer than the relationship between cattle, horses and sheep. The heat of the dog days always lingers for a long time and never dissipates, and when the temperature eases, the changing trees will just
All that's left is desolation.
Right now this two-story building is experiencing autumn.
There was a young man standing in the small courtyard. He was about sixteen or seventeen years old. He had a plain appearance, but there was something refreshing about his eyebrows. The sound of the cloth and the young man's breathing were in harmony, and the drum beat was very beneficial. "Drink."
!" The young man breathed out and opened his fists and feet. At a glance, his arms and stance looked like a tiger and a crane. The sound of the last blow stopped, he took in his breath and closed his posture. He looked up at the sky and wiped away the traces of sweat.
, the young man opened the door quietly and walked up to the second floor - not forgetting to turn on the lights of the boxing gym on the first floor on the way.
The movements were very skillful and did not wake anyone up. The young man knocked on a door with a pink sign. "Sumire, little Sumire! Get up and practice!"
There was a lazy turning sound from the door. "Brother, please let me sleep for a while... I'm sleepy... just for three minutes..."
There was a smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, and he whispered, "Dad is up."
There was a brief pause, followed by a "thud", as if a person who was staying in bed had jumped out of bed. The young man listened to the footsteps and calculated the right moment: when the door opened with a "swish", he stretched out his palm
came out and held the girl’s mouth:
"*&;%@#￥#!(Dad, please listen to my explanation, Dad!)"
"Shh, keep your voice down." The boy lowered his voice and said to the sleepy girl, "Dad's alarm clock is going to ring in three minutes. Go back to the room and put on your practice clothes before you come out. How old are you, girls?
Point out the image.”
"I'll wait for you downstairs."
"Hmm! (Got it!)"
So the boy and the girl parted in a tacit understanding, and the boy did not forget to close the door of the girl's room. He came to the boxing gym on the first floor alone. The boy took out the prepared water bottle and sprinkled some water drops on it, and then wiped it twice to show that he had sweated.
The sound of people coming downstairs was heard immediately. It seemed that the girl's hands and feet were very nimble, or she was very proficient in this process.
"Thank you, brother." The girl tied her long hair behind her head as she went downstairs. "It really scared me to death... I thought my dad had really woken up and was about to get scolded again." After tying up her hair, the girl
Later, I was so scared: "Next time, you should come in and call me. I'm afraid I won't hear you call me."
"That's not possible." The young man seemed to be very insistent on this matter. "We are all grown up girls. If you are not worried, I am still worried: If I don't teach you more about different things between men and women, my sister will not know how long it will take.
Where did this wild boy come from and was abducted?"
"Brother!" the girl pretended to be angry, "Am I that stupid in your eyes? I will definitely not let other men outside of my family enter my house!"
"Then you still don't let dad into your house, so I let him in?"
"After seeing this, he will definitely talk about me again and ask me to clean up the house." The girl curled her lips, "Don't change the subject. Do you really think I'm stupid?"
"I don't know if you are stupid or not," the young man joked, "Anyway, you won't be easily abducted by wild boys - whether they can beat you is another matter."
"Pfft." As soon as the girl laughed, their ears twitched: it was the sound of getting up! The brother and sister stopped playing around and quickly got ready: the boy picked up the water bottle, and the girl put her hands and face towards it:
The boy rubbed some water on his face, while the girl took care of her neck and waist.
"It's autumn, don't stay in bed next time." The young man warned, "I was very interesting this time and let you sleep for half an hour longer. If the temperature were colder, you would be sick by pretending like this."
"His cold cold and cold-" The girl shook and tongsed, "They said that in winter, a cold bath is conducive to maintaining the skin -pain and pain to die or die!"
The young man pulled three black threads from his forehead, and it looked like what he was doing, even though he didn't use any force on his hands. He still held his sister's ears and scolded him, "You'll be beautiful even if you're beautiful one day. Good health will finally bring you peace, you know?"
! Really, I was really deceived by some wild boy. What is on my mind all day long..."
The sound of washing in the bathroom came, "It's over," the girl's face turned pale, "My towel -" "Remember to wash up later, I'll wet your towel with water to disguise it." The boy put the water bottle away,
With a wink, the two immediately started practicing.
There are two keys to training your boxing and kicking skills and acquiring martial arts skills: talent and diligence, both of which complement each other and are indispensable. Practicing martial arts is different from training strength. If you just practice a strong force, you can do it even if you are a donkey next to a millstone.
But martial arts is not enough. Talent and intelligence are not connected. If we talk about intelligence, the lowest standard is actually the intelligence of a child. After all, if you repeat it over and over again, you can always remember the moves. Can you understand the philosophy behind the moves that can be remembered?
, bringing life to life from dead things, and being able to exert almost 10% of your strength - this is called talent.
Talent often determines the upper limit of a warrior.
And training hard can raise the lower limit of a warrior.
Practicing martial arts is to shorten the gap between the upper and lower limits as much as possible, and then reach the limit. When it comes to exceeding the limit, it can only be said that opportunities are hard to find, so be careful not to have any wild dreams.
He has been practicing boxing for several years. Although he is not as good as those real martial arts masters, the young man's vision has been somewhat tempered. While practicing at the same time, he paid attention to his sister's movements. It is not uncommon for him to feel amazed: there is a faint feeling between the movements.
If you are so domineering, you can break the bamboo with your fists and feet. If you are willing to put more thought into it, study hard and practice hard——
"Here, stop for a moment." The boy interrupted the girl's movements and slightly knocked the girl's posture. "Put your shoulders down, the bend of the elbow is larger here - yes, that's it. Repeat it."
The girl retraced one movement and followed the instructions and did it again: "——Hey, it's much smoother!" The surprise was beyond words, "Brother, how did you do that?!"
"I took a few more glances." The young man did it again. "We were still young when Dad taught us, so the angle of view was definitely not suitable. When correcting the movements, it would inevitably be a little higher. If it is modified according to your body shape,
It will be more stable like this."
"So that's it, you are so awesome, brother!"
"It's just a small thing." The boy was about to urge the girl to practice one more set, but he saw the man on the stairs. "——Master."
The girl was so frightened that she quickly turned around and saluted, "Good morning, master."
"It's a good thing to have a good relationship." The man's deep voice revealed his majesty, "But now is practice time, remember to treat each other as brothers and sisters."
"yes."
The man's tone became much softer. "Okay, that's it for morning classes. Hey, Sumire, let's pack up and come up for dinner. We have to go to school today, right? Remember to clean up the window sill and signboard too."
"I know, Dad." The two of them said in unison. Seeing the man slowly walking up to the second floor, Jiang Jin pulled her brother's sleeve. "Thank you, brother, every morning class is thanks to you... If I
It would be nice if I could get up on time."
"It's okay." Jiang Yan rubbed his sister's head, "If you don't like boxing, there's no need to force yourself to do it. Just do more things you like, and I'll take care of the rest for you."
"But, brother——"
Jiang Yan patted her head and ended the conversation. He knew what his sister was going to say: You should also do what you want to do.
But he just didn't know what else he wanted or could do besides helping his family.