孤独天竹
2008年6月5日 星期四 风
Thursday, June 5, 2008
昨天，我和丁丁、冬冬比赛投篮。虽然我是亚军，但爸爸说我投篮动作不标准。
Yesterday, I was shooting with Ding Ding and Dongdong. Although I was runner up, dad said I didn't shoot properly.
今天，我和爸爸来到篮球场练习投篮。
Today, my father and I came to the basketball court to practice shooting.
“斜了，再来一次。”爸爸说。
"It's slanting. One more time." Dad said.
“又斜了，再来。”
"It's slanting again. Come again."
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我总是一投就斜。爸爸耐心地给我纠正了一下动作。
I always slant at the first throw. Dad patiently corrected my movements.
“啊，投中了。”我高兴地一蹦三尺高。
"Ah, yes." I jumped three feet high with joy.
“通”一声，我坐在了地上，原来是篮球掉下来砸在了我的头上。
"Pass" a, I sat on the ground, the original basketball fell down on my head.
爸爸笑了，我也傻乎乎地笑了。
Dad smiled, and I did.
