Ask for a poem about basketball

You fly in the years that seem light and heavy.

Go out dancing.

You were silent and young then.

Be left behind

But you, Sori.

Burning ambition

Soon revealed the edges and corners of youth.

Mingming is a king.

Stab the audience's eyes.

coloured light

Enrich your style.

You used the feat of victory

Awe many strange indifference.

Even so, you are paranoid to the end.

Unique, is your ideal laurel.

And accidentally burned someone else.

Then you sang loneliness alone.

The lamentation of helplessness lingers in my ears.

Gradually, you begin to understand.

The true meaning of basketball

Don't be a lonely hero

You have grown up and matured.

Encounter hide your light and hide your darkness.

The vicissitudes of life are increasing, and the natural leadership temperament.

Quietly shake off the impulse, your silence

Immersed in the chilling cold.

There is gentle domineering in her brow.

But others are more jealous of you.

Your postcard lit up our pride.

Undaunted, persistent, diligent and calm.

You explained the reason for being worshipped by your actions.

Your eighteen stunts are very powerful.

This breakthrough highlights a sense of urgency.

The pull rod pulled out a beautiful dance.

Space jump shot condenses eternity and excitement.

Drift lore makes basketball miracle.

The vertical and horizontal courts are elegant and interesting.

You are not a god, just a legend.