I have never caught a cold for sporting events, but the "Birth of a Legend" seen by mistakes and collisions saw the end of the film and was reluctant to leave for a long time. This is an inspirational chicken soup. It is a story about a slum kid who overcomes all difficulties and finally becomes a superstar. For me, the deepest feelings are the family love and the way of education.
The origin of the name Pele was originally due to the ridiculous pronunciation of the rich players, and his father sewed Pele into the jersey made of his sheets and told him that this was the name everyone cheered for him in the audience. For the same thing, the perspective of the problem often affects the development of the situation imperceptibly, and in the childhood, this mode of thinking will also be brought to the growth.
When Bailey's team debuted, they were ridiculed for having no shoes to wear and being a barefoot team. They stole peanuts and bought shoes, but because the shoes were several yards older, they couldn't give full play to the flexibility of their feet on the court. They simply threw them away and quickly regained the score, which was recognized by scouts. For this pair of shoes, Bailey and a friend were chased to the hillside by the owner of the peanuts. It was a landslide in a rainstorm and a tragic loss of a friend. At this time, the blow to Bailey was undoubtedly huge, even Bailey thought that everything was his own harm. Wanting to study hard and take an ordinary path that everyone would take, languishing. At this time, the role of the father quickly became clear.
If you have made a mistake and your children still love and yearn for, will you take him away, will you let him go, will you accompany him?
Bailey’s father regained his confidence by taking him under the mango tree and kicking mangoes every day, pretending that he couldn’t kick the trash can. The kid’s aggressiveness was always easily aroused, and Bailey also joined the mango kicking. In the operation, the mango was accurately put into the trash can.
This makes me suddenly think of my father. From junior high school to high school, my father helped me with tutoring in mathematics, physics and chemistry. At that time, my grades were very poor. The same thing in junior high school and high school was that in the final entrance examination, the class counted down to the upper middle school. The counterattack, until now, I think it is a miracle. My impression of that time was only in the quiet streets in the early morning. My mother made a cup of strong to bitter tea every morning and explained it to my father tirelessly. At that time, my father and I often put forward a different problem-solving idea, and sometimes the two sides were confronted with each other to understand the problem. Both of them were stubborn and refused to change the direction and started to demonstrate because they were obsessed with proving that they solved the problem. The idea is correct, and the brain becomes active because of it in the haunting morning. If my father’s love is like a mountain, my father’s love was an active volcano in my eyes at that time. Of course, this is the true psychological activity in my ignorant age. He was tired of making money to support his family during the day. He didn’t sleep for a few hours. He still gave me tutoring late at night. He stayed with me at that time and got frustrated in tens of thousands of exams. The process of getting up is surprisingly similar.
Pele then moved away from his hometown and joined the official team training. It was stipulated that he could not use the "Renjia" method of kicking. When repeatedly failing to score a goal, he was sitting at the train station with his suitcase and returning to the game without setting foot when the train door was closed. The knee joint hurt so much. When he was unable to play, when he was talking to his parents with tears in the corridor, he hurt his foot and his parents' eyes were red. Heartbroken with tears, he told him that it was the decision of the whole family to give up his studies and choose football, and the decision was correct, and the frustration was borne by his family together.
The family is like a beacon behind you in the fog in the middle of the night. At this time, you can't see the surrounding scene clearly. You only know that you can walk forward through the faint light. You can't see too far. The railings along the road are already visible under the light. Out of outline. You know in your heart that the sky is always bright, and you are bathed in the sun at dawn, and the bright light is still silent behind you. You are no longer afraid of the coming of night, because you know that when the night comes, there must be such a light on.
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