some thoughts on memory

Jannie 2022-01-28 08:32:35

I went home for the Chinese New Year recently, and what I left here are mainly my high school memories. Looking at the writing desk and computer desk that I used for three years in high school, they seem to have not changed, and it seems that I have a lot of experience except when I am 30 years old, and the individual itself has changed. Better or worse is not clear. For a while, I began to think about the meaning of what happened and those memories. They are so far away from me now that they seem to have nothing to do with the future. A simple conclusion is that they have no meaning, not everything has to have meaning, they are the imprint of my survival as an individual, because of the mechanism of memory, stored in my brain.

But I am not satisfied with this answer. At this time, Kobe had an accident. That day, as usual, I got up late, played a game of pretending for a while, and watched the news while eating lunch. The news reported that a helicopter crashed in LA, killing Kobe Bryant. At this time, I opened the circle of friends and found that the screen had already been swiped. In an instant, many memories about Kobe were opened. I still remember that it should have been around 2000. I saw a Lakers player on TV with a 360-degree dunk. His movements were so elegant that I was instantly convinced. The interesting thing was that I was Mistakenly thought his name was O'Neal and forgot how long it took me to know the man was Kobe Bryant.

As a pseudo-fan, I have never made a high-profile claim to be Comey, but I know from the bottom of my heart, my favorite player to watch is him. I started playing ball in elementary school, started playing field ball with kids much older than me in middle school, and started playing more regularly every week in high school. Basketball is a way for me to communicate with the outside world. Through playing, I have met many different people, been to various courts, and left a lot of memories with my friends. My best friend is the buddy who brought me to play field ball since junior high school. I still remember how shy I was at first, and I didn’t dare to play ball with people I didn’t know. Then suddenly one day I scored consecutively on the field field and began to gain confidence. . Among my high school classmates, there was a man who played very much like Kobe. He made no secret of his love for Kobe, and made me reluctant to mention that I also supported Kobe in front of him. Maybe it was because I had a mentality of not admitting defeat, since he Like Kobe, I just want to fight him. Although, by the time I graduated high school, I didn't officially beat him.

The first time I wore a star's sneakers, it was a pair of Kobe II. It was given to me by an aunt. The purple and gold color matching is very beautiful. I will wear them until college. These may be the few memories I have about basketball and Kobe. I am afraid that it will become more and more vague in the future, so I write them here.

Looking back, what's the point of these distant memories? I think memory can be divided into two categories, personal memory and shared memory. In my personal memory, my own figure mainly appears. For example, I remember that after watching an NBA game in junior high school, I ran to Hangzhou Teachers College with a ball and practiced basketball alone. And shared memory is about you and other people. This person may be a public figure, or someone you are familiar with, such as your classmates.

Personal memory lets you know what you have done, what kind of person you are, whether you have become more courageous than now, whether you still focus on doing something and hone yourself, it is a reference for you now , is one of the motivations for you to live better. And common memory increases the connection between people. This connection can be directly related people in memory, such as the memory of my childhood friend and me, or it can be because people have memories of the same person, such as everyone There are some stories about Kobe Bryant. These connections lead to social networks that generate human-to-human influence. Some of them, such as Kobe, have connected countless nodes, and he has greatly influenced other people through his stories, and has achieved the same effect as personal memory. It allows you to have more Courage to live.

Another extension to social networking is whether what you're doing is pointless as someone who doesn't have the influence of Kobe Bryant. The answer is no, a person will at least have direct connections with thousands of people in his life, and these people will have thousands of connections. You can directly influence at least thousands of people. Affecting tens of thousands or more. Like Kobe said, The most important thing is to try and inspire people so that they can be great in whatever they want to do.

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  • Kobe Bryant: Dear Basketball, from the moment I started rolling my dad's tube socks and shooting imaginary game-winning shots In the Great Western Forum, I knew one thing was real: I fell in love with you. A love so deep I gave you my all - from my mind & body to my spirit & soul. As a six-year-old boy, deeply in love with you, I never saw the end of the tunnel. I only saw myself running out of one. And so I ran. I ran up and down every court. After every loose ball for you. You asked for my hustle. I gave you my heart. Because it came with so much more. I played through the sweat and hurt. Not because challenge called me. But because YOU called me. I did everything for YOU. Because that's what you do. When someone makes you feel as alive as you've made me feel. You gave a six-year-old boy his Laker dream. And I'll always love you for it. But I can't love you obsessively for much longer. This season is all I have left to give. My heart can take the pounding. My mind can handle the grind. But my body knows it's time to say goodbye. And that's OK. I'm ready to let you go. I want you to know now. So we both can savor every moment we have left together. The good and the bad. We have given each other all that we have. And we both know, no matter what I do next, I'll always be that kid with the rolled up socks. Garbage can in the corner. :05 seconds on the clock. Ball in my hands. 5... 4... 3... 2... 1. Love you always, Kobe