I am a crippled party. Whether writing, painting, handcrafting or cooking, everyone talks about color change, which makes me feel ashamed. From small to large, the handwriting is the same as that of a child, and every stroke is the same as falling apart. Primary school students' handwriting is better than mine, which has always been a heart disease for me. If the hand is disabled, painting will be ugly. Many times, I thought of some good ideas and wanted to draw them, but once I started writing, it was the scene of the car accident, which was terrible. Every time I draw a picture in class, I always circulate it in the class. After reading it, everyone will inevitably ask. "What did you draw?" When I finished my answer, everyone could not help laughing. However, entertaining the public is also good. Now every time I am laughed at, I am quite calm. I'm not ashamed but proud. Even if I'm ugly, I'll keep painting. Handmade and cooked are even more unbearable. I still remember playing chess with my cousin once, and I was fined for making cold lotus root slices when I lost. Then I followed the recipe completely, and after tasting my "masterpiece", I completely extinguished my enthusiasm for cooking. The feeling of pain is still impressive. I brushed my teeth three times, but I couldn't get rid of that strange smell. I made that dish a dark dish.
Although I am a disabled party, many students around me write very well. Alas, it's a pity that we can't go near Zhu Zhechi. Students who write beautifully like calligraphy since childhood. He likes to practice writing when he is free. So, I think, as long as I keep practicing calligraphy every day, I can always do it