I have studied calligraphy for three years, and now I am a good calligrapher (at least I think so with children my age). Do you want to know how I practice? There is a lot of bitterness and joy in it.

I remember when I was 6 years old, one day my mother took me to the Rihai Painting and Calligraphy School to enjoy the children's works. There are calligraphy works in various fonts, as well as many different forms of ink painting and gouache painting. I envy you, and I really want to learn this skill. So my mother took me to sign up.

At that time, the teacher asked me to try to write, and I couldn't even hold the brush stably. I grabbed it like a crayon and got ink all over my hands. It's ridiculous to think about it now. Miss Huang slowly corrected my pen holding posture, and then asked me to try to write a horizontal line with a brush. As a result, I wrote a line full of "goose bumps". However, Teacher Huang said that I was very receptive, and she accepted me under my mother's repeated entreaties.

So I came to the classroom, and many younger children were practicing seriously. I also sat down and tried to "trace" the double hook exercise paper given by Mr. Huang. You know, at that time, I couldn't even draw colors well, and my "horizontal" and "vertical" were certainly invisible. Teacher Huang encouraged me to say, "Ding Tao has made rapid progress. Look how great you are with a pen! " When I was praised, I worked harder.

But at that time, I was naughty. In my mother's words, I said, "I can't sit still for a second." I didn't write for five minutes, and then I started to do little tricks. Teacher Huang came up to me quietly and said, "Ding Tao, do you want to write as well as this little friend?" Practice quickly! "Seeing that everyone is immersed in practice, I am also embarrassed to pick up the pen again. After another five minutes, I looked out at the children at the next table; Then he deliberately scribbled on his clothes, tables and chairs with a brush; Then I knocked over the plate with ink ... which made the teacher fidgety. Miss Huang had to stand beside me again and again, drawing my attention back to my calligraphy practice again and again. Teacher Huang criticized me this time and praised me next time, which not only made me understand that I didn't do well, but also made me not lose confidence. In this way, under the constant reminder and guidance of Mr. Huang, I gradually mastered some tips of calligraphy and spent more and more time practicing in class.

In the first grade, Mr. Liu knew that I was learning calligraphy, so he specially asked me to take part in the calligraphy class at school. I was very happy. However, I am still careless and naughty. Although I have high understanding and rapid progress, I always get dirty when I come home after writing Chinese calligraphy. My mother prepared a pair of sleeves for me to wear when I was in the calligraphy interest class, but I don't like wearing sleeves. Once, when I was playing with my classmate at the next table, he accidentally spilled ink on my desk. Because I always write dirty at ordinary times, and I am afraid of being scolded by the teacher, I used my quick wits to clean the ink with the sleeves of my clothes, and then put on the sleeves prepared by my mother. In this way, I passed the school teacher easily. But when I got home, my mother tried her best to clean the ink on my school uniform, so I had to buy me a new school uniform. I was very disappointed when my mother scolded me severely that time. I didn't need clothes to wipe it, but I was scolded by my teacher and scolded by my mother. So I can't get stuck in an interest class. Now that I think about it, I really regret it. If only Teacher Xu could forgive me and accept me as an apprentice.

Soon, I passed the words "positive" and "forever". One day, Mr. Huang discussed with my mother and me, hoping that I could practice hard for two years (including two holidays from Monday to Friday) and make achievements. I'm a little hesitant, because I'm so tired after sitting for a long time and a day! I feel that my free time in winter and summer vacations has been ruined, and I want to back down. My mother told me that calligraphy is the essence of ancient culture in China. It can cultivate the mind and temperament, which is very helpful for my future. Miss Huang also looks forward to the joy of future success with me. I finally made up my mind and chose to study.

This is my first summer vacation to study calligraphy at Mr. Huang's house. I come to Mr. Huang's house at 7: 30 every morning (Monday to Friday) and write all day (except lunch break and lunch). My mother will pick me up after work. All this sounds a little incredible. But somehow, I didn't feel bitter at that time. Maybe I have a good atmosphere, or maybe I thought my work would be released soon. After a summer vacation, not only did I not miss my homework (I did it on Saturday and Sunday nights), but my calligraphy also advanced by leaps and bounds. Although I envy my classmates for learning to swim, visiting places of interest in the motherland, surfing the Internet or playing games to their heart's content during the summer vacation, I think it is still worthwhile, and I gradually fell in love with calligraphy.

When I finished two works, I always felt that it was almost enough. At first, I felt that practicing calligraphy was a bit boring and meaningless. I was always distracted when practicing calligraphy. Fortunately, Miss Huang found it in time and gave me a new font-Zhang Qianbei. Suddenly I feel very fresh and challenging, and this font is also very suitable for me, and the strokes are heavy and atmospheric. The more I write, the more I devote myself to it. Seeing me working so hard, Mr. Huang started one-on-one teaching. I also cherish this opportunity. What a "hard work pays off". With Mr. Huang's careful education and his own efforts, he won the second prize of "Mocai Cup National Children's Painting and Calligraphy Competition".

This is the story of my learning calligraphy, which taught me that you can only gain if you pay, and I will definitely keep practicing.

I like the porcelain statues of the Chinese zodiac.

Guess what I like best? As for me, I like the exquisite porcelain statue of the zodiac brought by my father from Yixing best.

This porcelain statue of the Chinese zodiac was brought back by my father on a business trip. At that time, he didn't tell me what it was, only that it was a gift for me.

So I guess chocolate for a while and dress for a while. I can guess and guess, but I can't guess, so I have to beg my father to tell me. I saw him open the box on the table. There are twelve kinds of animals made of ceramics in the box. Porcelain statue of the zodiac! I was so excited that I jumped, sang and laughed. I am so happy that I don't know what to do. The shapes of these twelve animals are very realistic. Colorful, elegant and lifelike.

I love them.

Look, that mouse, sneaking around; Cattle, honest and honest; Tiger, majestic; Rabbit, small and exquisite, shaking its head and tail; Snakes are cunning and treacherous; Horses, running like flies; Sheep, gentle and amiable; Monkeys, swaggering; Chicken, hold your head high and sing; Dogs, squatting like gods; Pig, fat. Look, these twelve animals are vividly displayed in front of my eyes.

I like the rabbit in company 12, because my mother and I are exempt, and so is my grandfather. Therefore, I have a special feeling for rabbits. Look! Its big head is embedded with two jewel-like eyes. The small nose is not clear, and a red figure of eight is the same as lipstick. The tail is invisible, and the four calves are very short, just like four small cotton peaches, which is very interesting! White as a white robe made of snowflakes, so beautiful!

"Rats are many times smaller than cows. Why is it still at the front? I often ask my father. Dad didn't answer directly, but told me a story: in an ancient forest, there were mice. Twelve kinds of animals, such as cattle, are taxed. Once, the animals in the forest were compared in size. Everyone says that cows are the biggest, and only mice make noise to compare. So, the two of them came to the street, and the other animals hid to watch. As the saying goes, "When a mouse crosses the street, everyone shouts. As soon as the mouse crossed the road, people picked up sticks and shouted, "Hit the mouse. The mouse went back to the forest and said, "What's the matter? People say, hit (big) mice! Animals have nothing to say, so they have to put it in the front. Ah, I didn't expect such an interesting story!

My road to painting

On the road of my life, there is a winding path, and this is my way of painting. This road started when I was still in kindergarten, when I was about six or seven years old. Because I was young at that time, I could only learn children's paintings. At first, everything went well. The teacher is a great artist. She has published some books and magazines with personal exhibitions, and her name often appears in many art books. She is the famous teacher Xu Ye, who gave us a vivid lecture. The only regret is that my imagination is not rich enough to figure out what to draw, so I left the classroom by myself less than two years after I started studying. ...

After graduating from primary school, I embarked on the road of painting again. This time, there was an old teacher named Gu. She spoke more vividly, and I quickly got the gist. This is painted with an oil pastel. Maybe I'm sensitive to color, and I'm handy in choosing, using and matching colors. My paintings are tangible, colorful, meaningful and meaningful. A year later, he transferred to another great art teacher to teach. Song Feng, a 1.8-meter-tall teacher, has made great achievements although she graduated from college soon. When painting, he is calm every time he writes.

After the fourth grade, I bid farewell to children's painting and formally began to learn basic art-sketch. For sketch, it can be said that no one had any foundation at that time, that is to say, everyone was on the same starting line. I remember the first class, I didn't draw well. Everything on the paper is just in my mind, regardless of angle, light and shade, perspective and so on. Three years later. My sketching skills have advanced by leaps and bounds, and the works I draw are also different.

Now I'm still on my way to painting, and I don't know what the next road will be like. But when I look back at the deep and shallow footprints I walked through, I feel very gratified, because each footprint contains a different story. The road ahead is still long, and it may be smooth sailing. It may be bumpy and tortuous. Maybe one day, I will stop taking this road for the time being, but no matter what the road is, as long as it is a road, I will definitely get there!

I watch Van Gogh's Starry Night and Moonlight Night.

1On May 8, 889, Van Gogh came to Saint Remy, 25 kilometers away from Al, and was treated in a mental hospital. At that time, the doctor allowed him to go out to sketch during the day. The village in this painting is Saint Remy. In June, after he was hospitalized for one month, he painted this picture. This painting is now in the new york Museum of Modern Art..

During his stay in San Remy, Van Gogh became interested in cypress trees. He said, "I've been thinking about cypress trees. I'm surprised that I didn't draw these trees. I want to paint sunflowers. The lines and proportions of cypress trees are like the pyramids in Egypt. "

At that time, Van Gogh had given up his belief in traditional Christianity, but ... "Religion can be said to be what I need very much. So I went out to draw stars at night. "

This painting is probably one of Van Gogh's most famous works. On the left of the picture is a cypress, a burning cypress! There are stars in the sky, and they are rolling ... This town seems to be shrouded in some kind of uneasiness ... Is The Night of Saint Remy really twisted and rolled like Van Gogh wrote ... What does Van Gogh, who is mentally ill, want to tell us with this painting? He wants to choose death? , or ...

Whenever I observe this painting, I always have a strange feeling: her lines are so rough and the whole picture is so chaotic, but her effect is shocking! I think it can only be described as shock. Maybe when you understand Van Gogh's predicament at that time, you will naturally feel a kind of emotion, maybe depression, maybe depression, but I believe it is an anger!

This starry sky is the feeling of Van Gogh's world (the evolution of the universe) buried deep in his soul ... the stars and the ridge line are like a dragon that keeps crawling. The dark green cypress tree rises from the depths of the earth like a huge flame ... Everything seems to be spinning, turning, boring and shaking, emitting gorgeous colors in the night sky.

The Netherlands has had the theme of painting moonlight scenery since ancient times, but like Van Gogh, there are unprecedented painters who can show solemn and mysterious awe of the universe in the night sky ... On the one hand, they express their excited and depressed emotions, on the other hand, the picture composition has been accurately calculated. In this painting, trees are used to set off the sky to achieve a delicate balance in composition. From this point, we can understand that it is impossible to draw by passion alone.

Comment on the comic book "I want to become a monk"

Figure 1: The picture shows a little boy doing his homework. The little boy's grandfather said to his grandson with some scientific supplies, "You want to be a scientist. Only in this way can you make a difference. "

Figure 2: The little boy in Figure 1 is drawing a design according to his grandfather's instructions, and he is bent on becoming a scientist. This is his grandmother with brushes, paints and other painting supplies, saying to her grandson, "You want to be a painter."

Figure 3: A little boy is drawing. His father came in and said to his son, "You want to be a writer! ! "

Figure 4: The little boy is writing, and his mother is about to say to his son, "Before you want to be a musician," but before his mother can say it, he says, "I want to be a monk!"

This cartoon comments on the fact that parents force their children to become Jackie Chan and their daughters to become Phoenix in the real world. Let children learn to learn, which will eventually lead to children doing nothing and doing nothing. It's like a bear breaking a stick and getting nothing in the end. Needless to say, people understand the theme of comics and fully understand the author's intention. Make comics achieve its artistic effect. The author chose the family materials that parents forced their children to learn in a unique way, and ultimately did not refer to the madness of children. He told parents to educate their children in a way, not blindly, and not to force them to do things they don't want to do. If forced, it will be counterproductive. If children have no future, they will be driven crazy.

You can also write your own painting or a painting you see. You can write the contents of this painting and realize another truth.

Today, my teacher showed me a photo. Its name is Lotus Map.

There is a pond with many lotus flowers in it. Lotus leaves seem to float on the water, as if there were no poles. Lotus has many thorns on its stem. The petals are pink, the petals are pointed and the buds are yellow. Some flowers are smiling, and some are like shy little girls who refuse to open them. When I saw the "little girl", I couldn't help thinking that the river just showed its sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on it.

I want to become a lotus and let others appreciate my appearance; I want to become a shower head and not let others hurt me; I want to become a lotus leaf and sleep on the water forever.

How beautiful this painting is! I really like it.

As long as you take one more step

As long as you take one more step

A group of little girls are practicing diving. When all the children bravely jumped off the three-meter platform, only one little girl didn't jump off.

The little girl is beautiful, but her face says panic. The teacher is encouraging, and so are the students around him. But she's just scared. Tears of fear. The teacher seems to have lost patience with the little girl and said discontentedly, "The class will be over in a few minutes."

The little girl's legs trembled even more. But she took a small step back with difficulty. Another big step forward. Looked under the pool, three meters high. Suddenly, people around her saw her dancing with her eyes closed. The splash was high, but the applause sounded.

"Angela, we are all proud of you! How did you overcome your timidity? " A friend named Migina asked her.

The twelve-year-old girl named Angela has dried her tears and put on her clothes. She said slowly in a trembling voice, "I suddenly remembered a sentence my father said. He said that in times of difficulty, close your eyes and take a step forward. "

Angela's father is very strict with her. I hope she can stand out among her peers. She has never forgotten what her father taught her. In every way, I work hard. Even in the worst sports, she persisted. Because of this belief, Angela has made rapid progress in her studies, especially in science. She has participated in two national Olympic math competitions, and her math teacher once commented, "I have never seen a girl like her in math class." She is really hard to get. Strong logic, strong analytical ability and very concentrated attention. "

At the age of 32, Angela got a doctorate in physics. At the same time, this young man, who is always ahead in academic performance and somewhat conservative in life, has started another excellent side of her, that is, showing extreme concern and concern for politics and her political glory. She is Angela Merkel, the first female chancellor and the youngest chancellor in German history. A female politician who has been neglected for a long time and is called a little gray mouse by many people.

When a reporter asked her why she could persist in the end and win, Merkel smiled. She said that she suddenly remembered diving as a child. The timid little girl finally got up the courage to take a step forward. "I want to thank my father, because when I face difficulties, she will repeat this sentence. When you are worrying about something and making no progress, please don't stop shivering. Please take one more step, just one step.

Why? Why does she have such a delicate and beautiful model plane and I don't? Why? Why? Will she be so kind to me?

It was a sunny morning, and I went to my good friend's house to play. When I first arrived at her house, only one scene caught my eye: she was playing with her model plane!

That model airplane is a little cool when it is exquisite, and a little cute when it is cool.

I think she's gone. I saw that she was very skilled in operating the remote control. Suddenly, a burst of jealousy gradually came to my mind, and even I didn't know why. At that time. I thought: why does she have it and I don't?

"Come, you also come to play!" Her words, understood "wake up". "Well, good!" I smiled at her gently. As a matter of fact, I know a little about model planes, but she doesn't. ...

I also skillfully operated it, "Haha, there is a good show again!" I thought silently. Ok, now let me make a sharp turn! Bang, the plane hit the wall of a room, did a handstand, and then fell to the ground. ...

"ah! My model plane! " She cried with heartache.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it! You know, I can't play ... "Although I'm nervous on the surface, I'm very happy in my heart!

……

A week has passed, and it is another weekend. I almost forgot, too "Ding Dong Ding Dong-"The sweet doorbell rang in my ear. ...

"Who is it?" I asked. "It's me!" She seems very happy. Suddenly, last week's incident, dangling in my mind, "It's her again. She won't come back to settle accounts with me, will she?" ! "I think, the in the mind seems a little scared.

"Look, what is this?" In one hand, she has a model plane exactly like last week. "Have you fixed it?" "No, it's new!" "Newly bought?" "Well, there is ..." I seem to hear a little mystery from her words. "What else?" "Well, this is for you!" She took out a model plane exactly like her from behind. ...

I watched, tears swirling in my eyes, and the things in front of me were blurred. I jumped on her and began to cry.

The book fragrance accompanied me to grow up.

Who is the happiest under the blue sky? It is a bird, because the blue sky gives the bird a pair of hard wings; Who is the happiest in the vast sea? It's fish, because the sea gives fish a wide world. In my heart, what I am most attached to is the endless mountain of books. I have climbed Shushan for nine years. In the past nine years, I have scattered all the books on the ladder of life. Nine years have passed, and I have changed from a naive urchin to an excellent young pioneer. Undoubtedly, this is because books give me knowledge and wisdom, and give me strength and courage. No wonder some people say that books are the source of human wisdom and the ladder of human progress.

In my memory, I grew up in my mother's story. At that time, before I went to primary school, my mother would tell me stories with a book in her hand every night before going to bed. I will never get tired of listening to Snow White, Cinderella, Tortoise and Rabbit. Listening to my mother's magical and beautiful story and staring at the book in her hand, I began to know that there were so many interesting stories in the book! In the story, when I grew up, my mind began to be full of questions: Why is the elephant's nose so long? Why don't fish freeze to death? Why do you growl when you are hungry? Why do you sleep and dream? Whenever this time, my mother will hold a thick "100,000 Why" in her hand, looking for answers for me in the book. So, I know why I can find the answer in the book. Since then, I like books even more. I can't bear to spend the pocket money my parents gave me, so I always save it to buy books. I like reading in the library or Xinhua Bookstore on Sundays, and I often wait until I close the door before I reluctantly leave. In my room, there are two big bookcases, all of which are books, from small and thin comic books to big and thick encyclopedias. How many times have I been locked at home alone, swimming quietly in the ocean of books and exploring extracurricular knowledge? The book is like a teacher full of wisdom, constantly enlightening me; She talked to me face to face like a sincere friend. "Lei Feng Diary" let me know that people should think more about others when they are alive and be a screw that never rusts; Harry Potter brought me into a dream world and made me understand that everyone has his own strengths. "General History of China" accompanied me into the long river of history, visited one dynasty after another, showed the princes and princes, and learned "people-oriented, taking history as a mirror" ...

I like reading. Books give me not only knowledge and wisdom, but also strength and courage. I remember when I was in the second grade, the school held a National Day cultural performance and recommended me to be a small host. At that time, I was so happy that I practiced in front of the mirror over and over again with a few pages of lines every day. At that time, I counted my fingers every day, looking forward to the moment when I stood on the stage as the host. The National Day has finally arrived, and the theatrical performances are about to begin. The school auditorium is full of classmates, teachers and parents. Seeing the dense crowd and discerning eyes under the stage, I felt timid, only my feet trembled and my forehead sweated. Finally, at the end of the performance, I really felt bad. The first time I was a host, I lost. I failed to live up to the teacher's expectations, and I was sad, sad and confused. When I got home, I cried. When I came to school the next day, I hung my head and was ashamed to see the teacher. Unexpectedly, the teacher not only didn't blame me, but also gave me a book "How Steel was Tempered", hoping I could get some inspiration from it. I finished reading the book at one go. Paul Cochakin, the hero of the book, experienced the baptism of war, the hardships on the construction site and the pain and test in the hospital bed. With strong will and amazing perseverance, he overcame difficulties and obstacles and turned himself into "steel". After reading this book, the story in the book made me cry, and inspirational scenes appeared from time to time. How small I am compared with Paul! Isn't it sad to lose confidence because of one failure? I want to thank Paul, who inspired me to keep improving and overcome timidity and failure again and again. In the following years, I served as the host of school and rural cultural performances many times, winning unanimous praise from teachers and audiences; On behalf of the school, he participated in the recitation and speech contest held in the town for many times and won the first and second prizes.

At this moment, I recall this fascinating book, and my ideal lamp is brighter and my goal of progress is more firm. Because I know that the books I bring with me will definitely bring me more knowledge and wisdom and give me greater strength and courage. There is a road to shushan. I will bravely climb the mountain of Shu, take root in my hometown and my motherland, and write more brilliant poems for our Houjie and our motherland!

Our colorful childhood is inseparable from books, because "books are the ladder of human progress". Speaking of books, many people can think of its benefits. Reading can let you know more knowledge; Turn over the books when you are unhappy! Books can make you forget all your troubles and worries. In short, the benefits of books are numerous! In my mind, there is always an endless sea of books, which attracts my sight all the time, tempts my soul, enriches my knowledge, inspires my potential and promotes my connotation. In this ocean of knowledge, I thrive. In my understanding, the so-called good book should be an excellent work with rich ideological connotation, novel form and style, delicate and unique technical language, which can reflect the times. As Milton said, a good book is the precious blood of a master of art and transcends life. It is a good book that accompanied me along the way. Schopenhauer once said: In all fields of knowledge, most of human knowledge is presented in pages and books in the form of human written records. Therefore, my thirst for knowledge can only be nourished by bathing in the ocean of books. I read all kinds of society, world customs and classical culture in books ... books are my spiritual food. I draw nutrition from books. Without the supply of nutrition, can I still advance on the road of life? The artistic conception of reading a good book cultivated my sentiment. Sometimes, people's success is inspired by good mood. In the drizzly afternoon, I read Bing Xin's prose, which is fresh and lively, meaningful and implicit, and has the beauty of flowing water, which makes my heart swim gently in her delicate pen, just like Bandari's music playing gently in my ear; Like the beauty of dew in the morning light, like a mountain spring flowing quietly from my heart. This artistic conception of reading is the oxygen for me to thrive. Books make me think endlessly, and I grow up happily in them. Good books make me feel at ease when I write my composition. Many students mentioned that writing a composition would be a headache, but I have never had such an experience. In constant reading, I have accumulated rich materials in my mind. When writing a composition, I can always write a satisfactory composition according to the teacher's requirements. Good books can adjust my mind and purify my soul. In a person's growing years, it is impossible to be always smooth sailing and full of passion. At this time, a good book is like a life mentor, giving us the sails of life. Read Mr. Lao She's humorous prose and enjoy the fun of life in his personalized language. Read the book "Let the Mind Breathe" and taste freedom in a beautiful context. Looking at those touching words, kissing the blue waves of literature, the pure beauty of life and touching love are displayed in front of us. At this time, I really realized the words of Thomas Kembis: "I have been looking for happiness everywhere, but happiness is actually hiding in a corner reading." Book, you make me happy and sad. Being with you makes my childhood life so colorful. You are my mentor and friend. Thank you for growing up with me. Books, like a pair of clairvoyance, let us know the world; Books, like a just visiting, take us back to ancient times and think about the future; Books, more like kind and knowledgeable old people, impart profound knowledge to us. Every good book is like an enlightenment teacher, guiding me in the direction of progress and telling me the truth of being a man, so that I can gain more knowledge from it and set goals in life. Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs seemed to take me to that hut, but at the same time, it also warned me not to judge a book by its cover. Su Qin, the protagonist in "Hanging Beams with Light Buckles", has aroused my diligence and will serve my country in the future; The little match girl showed me her miserable childhood, which made me cherish my happy life more. Paul, the hero of How Steel was Tempered? Kochakin's strong will deeply touched me and taught me to build confidence in the face of difficulties; The series "Five Thousand Years Up and Down in China" shows a glorious history of China, which makes me see the long history of our great motherland for five thousand years, and makes me love our motherland even more ... From reading, I understand that if you want to read a good book, you must rely on tenacious perseverance and unremitting enthusiasm. As Du Fu said, "Reading is like writing." "Rome was not built in a day, dripping water wears away the stone." The story of "Bian Wei's Three Musts" came into being when Confucius insisted on writing, and China was the famous educator and thinker. Reading makes me happy, and reading makes me grow. There is no end to knowledge and no end to learning. I believe everyone understands this truth, and more importantly, there is no end to learning. Life is a long process, which extends with the continuation of life. If life is not over, learning should not stop. Our life depends on learning to constantly improve and develop ourselves.

So much, isn't it enough? !