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街球……一个暂时为少数人所痴狂的运动,当一个人放下一切追寻那渺茫的梦想时。困苦,艰难,泯灭,百感交集的思绪会让你更加失落,但为了梦想我必须割舍……含泪割舍。2007年7月底的某一天,孤身一人踏上了前往广州的火车,远离我的家乡,远离我的亲人,开始我对篮球的追梦之旅。事过境迁,很多记忆在我脑海已经模糊不清了,但我仍旧清楚地记得在车站离别的一幕,那一双带着殷切期盼的眼睛和那一个苍老却温暖的身影,我一辈子都无法忘记。而谁又能想到.我留给他的背影,竟是这辈子我留在他记忆里的最后一个画面。
Streetball ... a movement that is temporarily mad for a handful of people, and when one puts down all the search for the slim dream. Hardship, hardship, destruction, thoughts of mixed feelings will make you more lost, but in order to dream I have to let go ...... tear shedding. One day in the end of July 2007, I was alone in the train to Guangzhou, away from my hometown, away from my loved ones, my dream basketball journey began. Things have changed, a lot of memory in my mind has been blurred, but I still clearly remember the scene in the station parting, that with a pair of eagerly looking forward to the eyes and the old but a warm figure, I will never forget. And who can think of it, the image I gave him was actually the last picture I left in his memory in my life.