我打球早,容国团夺得世界冠军那年即摸球拍。我的球拍是小学手工劳动课的作业:在三合板上照实物画线,用钢丝锯锯下来,再用砂纸打磨光,课下我们便在学校的水泥台子上“争皇帝”。有时在家也打球。那天是星期日,下雨,正百无聊赖,父亲乐呵呵地说:“来,和你打场球。”说着他将饭桌推到门前,拿起球和拍子对着门板打。我试试,“啪啪啪”打了几板,感觉还不错。于是父子俩轮番上阵,谁的球落地谁下场。 I play early, Rong Guotuan won the world champion that year that touch the racket. My racket is a primary school manual work class homework: according to the real drawing lines on the plywood, sawing with a jigsaw, and then polished with sandpaper, after class we will be in the school cement table “emperor ”. Sometimes playing at home. It was Sunday, it was raining and was bored. My father cheerfully said: “Come and play court.” He said he pushed the table to the front and picked up the ball and beat it against the door. I try, “pops snapped ” hit a few boards, I feel pretty good. So father and son took turns to battle, who the ball who ended up.