赛场上,彩旗招展,鼓声如雷。我站在起点,深吸了一口气。比赛前特有的安静,我的眼睛紧盯着发令员的手指,身体的每一根神经都高度紧张,只待枪响的那一刻。记不清这是我第几次站在800米比赛的赛道上了。称不上身经百战,也自认为久经沙场,但接下来发生的一幕,没有人预料到,正如我没预料是他毫不迟疑地冲上来一样。 Stadium, bunting, drums thundering. I stood at the beginning and took a deep breath. Unique quiet before the game, my eyes staring at the starter’s fingers, the body’s every nerve is highly nervous, only to be shot the moment. I can not remember this is the first time I stood 800 meters race track. Can not claim to be experienced, but also considered that after the battlefield, but the next scene, no one expected, just as I did not expect him to hesitate to rush into the same.