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爱是一种过程,让人痴狂,使人陶醉,令人神往。在与荷兰队一同走过的几年风风雨雨里,我真切地经历了这样一个过程。亲情?友情?爱情?或许再没有哪一种情结能够让我这般魂牵梦绕,让我这般牵肠挂肚。第一次接触荷兰是在1998年世界杯上,那是令我惭愧的一年,因为那时侯我还不知道这支球队,还在他们与巴西队的比赛中为罗纳尔多加油;还在嘲笑戴维斯怪异的头发,西多夫黑炭似的脸,不屑于希丁克无法安定球队,使大家团结;还以为他们排出三前锋是疯了……多少年后,我终于明白当年是我错了,才看到了那时我的无知与轻狂,
Love is a process that makes people crazy, enchanting and fascinating. In the ups and downs I’ve had with the Dutch team for years, I really experienced such a process. Friendship? Love? Perhaps no such complex can make me so carefree, let me so worried. The first time I came into contact with the Netherlands in the 1998 World Cup, it was a shame that I was ashamed because at that time I did not know this team and I still gave Ronaldo their match with Brazil; I was still laughing Davis weird hair, Seedorf black like face, disdain for Hiddink unable to calm the team, so that everyone united; thought they were discharged three striker is crazy ... ... how many years later, I finally understand that year is my Wrong, only to see that time my ignorance and frivolous,