初中,我对乒乓球一见钟情。那时球台是用水泥砌的,不但缺角少棱砖当网,还一脸的“麻子”,球落台后时不时会改变方向,要么拐弯儿,要么干脆弹不起来。每当出现这种情况,交战双方就会为球的输赢争得面红耳赤。后来,一位高年级大哥哥用权威的口气对我们说,这种球叫“天灾”,不算!于是,每天放学后,学校乒乓球台旁便“天灾” Junior high school, I love at first sight ping-pong. At that time, the platform was made of cement. Not only was the chamfer with less ridge brick, but also the “pock” with a look of face, the ball would change its direction from time to time after falling behind the stage, or could not turn around or simply could not play it. Whenever this happens, the two belligerents fight for the winning or losing of the ball. Later, a senior older brother told us with an authoritative tone that the ball was called “natural disasters”, not! So after school every day, the school table tennis table will be “natural disasters”