The familiar wooden floor in the basketball hall contains countless fierce games and the sweat of joy and sorrow. The wooden floor seems to have a unique spirituality. Every time a player steps on it, it makes a crisp and sweet sound. The texture of the wooden floor is clear, delicate and tough, as if telling every story it has experienced.
On such a wooden floor, the players showed their passion and Sweat, every run, every jump, leaves deep marks on the wooden floor. The wooden floor carries the passion of the game and witnesses the alternation of victory and defeat. Countless pairs of feet dancing on it as fast as the wind seem to be telling immortal legends.
The warm tones of the wooden floor, with the vicissitudes and delicacy of the years, seem to be witnesses of the years, inadvertently telling the truth of countless basketball stories. When you touch the wooden floor, you can feel its temperature, which seems to tell the story of past struggles and joys. It carries countless dreams and sweat and is a witness to basketball legends.
Every wooden floor is full of the glory and dreams of the basketball hall, and carries the youth and passion of the players. Countless games have been played on this wooden floor. Every dunk and every three-pointer has left eternal traces here. Such fierce competition on the basketball court cannot be separated from the support and companionship of this wooden floor.
