I have my own light composition 1 painting, which gives people a beautiful feeling; Painting can make people immersed in it; Painting can also bring fun to people.
I like painting since I was a child. Before I went to kindergarten, I liked to doodle on paper. When I was in kindergarten, I began to learn Chinese painting. At that time, although my painting was not very good, after a semester of study, my father said that I was getting better and better. I won the first prize in the competition and have the motivation to further study children's painting.
In primary school, although the children's paintings drawn in art class were not very good, they often won prizes in Chinese painting competitions.
In the third grade of primary school, I began to learn sketch. I didn't draw very well at first, but because I like to draw such boring pictures, I draw better and more confidently.
Dad often takes me outdoors to sketch, and often lets me paint indoor furniture, tools, decorations and other appliances. I like it, too, but the biggest problem is that the ratio is wrong. I'm trying to correct it. I also like painting ancient figures. I am the only person in my class who dares to draw such troublesome and boring things. I paint the characters in Journey to the West and Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the characters in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. If I put my painting up, I can pile it up very high.
Painting often won prizes, participated in many competitions and won five or six prizes.
I have more and more confidence in painting, and let me know that I also have my own light.
I have my own lamp. I, an ordinary girl, go to school like an ordinary person every day and grow up in happiness like an ordinary person every day. But am I really like ordinary people? No, I have my own lamp.
Yesterday, the day before the game, I was surrounded by excitement, nervousness and excitement. When I slept at night, I had a dream. ...
I am a candle and put it on a conspicuous table. People turned a blind eye to me and thought I was nothing. One stormy night, the storm outside the window hit the hut. The lights hanging from the ceiling are flickering and swaying. The wooden table creaked and the windows sizzled. "Boo hoo-"The wind roared like a wolf, engulfing the cabin at any time.
I have been treated as an ornament and was picked up. A match made me start to burn. I just feel that the value of my life is releasing its infinite light, and the meaning of life is burning at this moment. I pursue leisure thoughts full of infinite hope, even if I am just a candle.
"Come on, come on ..." I felt a distant voice calling me. My body is getting smaller and smaller, and my life is burning bit by bit. I seem to be experiencing the wind and rain, heading for a distant destination waiting for me.
The next morning, I woke up and found that my hands were sweaty, but I was calm. Go to the competition venue at 8: 30 and shine my share!
I have my own lamp. Your light may be a big tree, but you are a grass. Your light may be the sun, but you are a star; Your light may be like the Yangtze River, but you are a small river. My goal is to be a great mathematician.
When I was in math class in the lower grades, I often ranked first or second in my class, and my hand speed was never lower than others. I usually control it within two minutes, and the correct rate is the highest.
When I was in the third year of high school, my math score was between 90 and 95, and my classmates would ask me questions. I will also answer them patiently.
Since my mother enrolled me in the Olympic math class, my thinking has become more agile. Even if there is a problem, I will react quickly. I am also one of the best in the Olympic math class, and my grades make me feel very happy.
When I was in the first grade, I couldn't help feeling depressed and listless when I came to math class, and I didn't want to do it for a hundred times. But with the growth of my age, my concept has changed, from one hundred unwilling to ten thousand willing. Because math can help me strengthen my logic. So I love math.
Everyone's light is different. My lamp is math. What about yours?
I have my own lamp. The dazzling sunshine shines on my shoulder, which is a ray of light that only belongs to me.
Everyone has a unique light. But I feel that my little light is frozen and covered by dark clouds. There is no more glorious glory in my own world. As if there were no twinkling stars in the dark night sky.
Everyone says I have a good memory. Compared with the middle school bully in the class, it can only be considered a scratch. Praise me for my good jumping ability. I danced magnificently in my class, only to find that everyone jumped higher than me, leaving only a lost figure. My heart is covered with thick ashes. But naturally optimistic, I think my light will actually be super strong, but it has not exploded yet. Comfort yourself like this every day.
God may have been deeply moved by me and given me much stronger social skills than ordinary people. Before I transferred, there were many brothers in my class. Look, those lonely people feel very happy. After transfer, within two or three days, my memory was strong enough to remember my classmates' names and join a group of loyal and well-studied friends. It is said that this relationship has always been wanted by our class, but it may be because of disagreement or timidity, so we can't get along closely. I once again feel the light from me. The "four emperors" of Xueba are inseparable, but due to the number of people, I can't be invited to join the "gang". Even the head of the most shy "four gifted scholars" in the class opened his heart to me and talked with Kan Kan.
I am very satisfied with this and confidently call it my own light. Friendship is what everyone really needs. What's the use of a lonely person with only advantages?
When a shining meteor crossed the dark night sky, it lit up me and the group of friends behind me.
I have my own lamp. Humble caterpillars have become colorful butterflies, and unsociable ugly geese have become elegant swans … not only animals, but also people. Everyone has his own light, but gold always shines!
With the change of time, its own advantages will gradually emerge. Everyone is a unique individual!
When I was a child, my mother asked around about good dance schools in order to train her body. In dance school, I have good flexibility. The teacher helped me to do all kinds of difficult movements, and the students below would scream in surprise. I'm used to it. In dancing, I have always been very proud, and I often blow my own horn.
Later, I didn't practice for a long time because I had to transfer to another school. The bones are hard, and the teaching assistant sits across when climbing over the wall, which feels as sour and refreshing as Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles. At that time, I wanted to cry. Zhu, who once attracted much attention, has now become a old bones that is about to fall apart. What a pity!
It's not easy to change back to your original self! The teacher is very strict, and every movement requires us to do our best. I am desperate: ballet movements are not standard, and the needle is stuck in the wrong place; The crotch must be 180 degrees, 200 degrees on the bench; I have to stand still, fall down and be fined 100 times ... but when the teacher praises me, I can do better! Must have a clear goal and a firm and persistent heart!
After two months of devil training, my flexibility has improved. Because I have a good figure, I look like a swan with skirts and shoes!
On the stage, I danced confidently, showing you graceful dancing. ...
Dancing is my specialty. The sun shone on the skirt with golden light. ...
I have my own lamp. A drop of water can reflect the brightness of the sun. A flower can make the world colorful; A ray of light can illuminate the loneliness at night.
Everyone has his own light, perhaps weak to ordinary, perhaps shining to noble.
"Whew-"A white shadow galloped in the dark green stadium.
"I can do it, I can do it." Encourage wandering in the depths of the soul. I lifted the heavy racket and subconsciously rushed to the ball. "Boom!" The sound of the ball landing is infinitely amplified in the ear until the sigh is drowned again. Hold your head high, be crushed by failure again and again, look at your opponent with winning power, and then glance at the score. The fire of hope in my heart will never be lit again ...
As the game continued, the opponent waved the ball away easily, as if wearing a halo of victory on his head. I replied stupidly, the ball flew slowly over the net, but it was snatched by the other side. "Good opportunity!" "Looking at the ball in the sky, the desire to smash greedily churns in my heart." Bang! "The high-speed spinning ball goes straight to the opponent. Hope reignited in my heart. The air solidified, and he didn't panic when the balance of success tilted towards me. He just stirred the ball gently, and the sound of landing rang again.
I looked straight at the ball and waited for a while. I was questioning what had just happened. "Will I really lose?" I picked up the water on the side, sent it into my mouth trembling, and looked at the ball and racket. "I can't lose!" " "I murmured firmly. My score began to rise, and I slowly walked towards victory with confidence.
Everyone has his own light, as long as you firmly believe that one day it will lead you to success.
I have my own lamp. Everyone has a unique light, but it will always be covered up. As long as you find your own light, life will be bright.
After a long wait, I waited for Mr. Dong to give me advice in the office. In 72 hours, I will take part in the competition. In a flash, an afternoon passed. Unfortunately, the results are not high. On the day of the game, I can only go home with the number "15". Since that game, it seems to have hit my self-confidence. I don't think I'm good at this.
After a while, I regained my confidence, but I always felt guilty. My original interest in models has also decreased, and I have gradually regressed. But once, my modeling work won the championship in the mid-term exam, and then I began to believe that everyone has their own light, and I was no exception.
Because of this success, I decided to "radiate" my own light and remove the "dust" on it. Whenever homework comes, I will try my best to do it to the extreme, not so-so. When I have time, I will also make room for myself, set some interesting small goals to accomplish, or try some challenges that I have never tried. Day after day, my skills are also growing. In class, I handed in my homework and the teacher praised me on the spot.
At that time, I deeply knew that all the light needed to be tapped, otherwise, I could only be a muddled person.
I have my own lamp. I am an ordinary person.
My grades are average, and I haven't won any prizes. I often sit on the steps and look at the bright moon in the sky and think: Is there any light that belongs to me? Maybe, but how weak it is, who cares. But people always have advantages. Who can deny this?
I still remember that it was a physical education class, and the teacher said, "There is nothing to test today, so let's move freely." As soon as the teacher's voice fell, we cheered Some friends and I excitedly ran downstairs to practice volleyball. At first, we practiced happily. You pass it to me and I pass it to you, but just as we were having fun, suddenly Xiao Li tripped over a senior classmate. His knee was skinned, and we all ran to see his wound. He sat on the ground and covered his wound with his hand. I said to a classmate, "Let's take him to the infirmary." So a classmate and I helped him to the infirmary. The doctor looked at him and said, "Nothing. I just scraped my skin and didn't hurt my bones.". Just apply some iodine. " After class, Xiao Li came to my residence and thanked me. I am very touched.
Give someone a rose, and the hand has a lingering fragrance. Maybe I'm not an eye-catching flower, so let me be a leaf!
I have my own lamp. When a meteor streaks across the night sky, when a caterpillar turns into a butterfly, when a flower blooms and smiles ... everyone has his own bright spot. Or dazzling, or faint. But they can all bring happiness and happiness to people.
Before, I never thought I had any light to warm others and bring them laughter.
It was a summer night, a night at school, and it was terribly quiet. I can only hear cicadas chirping intermittently outside the window. The lights have been turned off and the students are asleep. I have always been used to staying up late, so I sighed wearily. "Haven't you slept yet?" The voice of the upper berth. The voice is weak, but it is clear in this silent night. "hmm." I replied, "Are you still awake? I have to get up early tomorrow. " "I can't sleep, I feel uncomfortable." The girl in the upper berth has a nasal sound, which sounds like a cold.
I climbed out of bed and was about to go out when she said, "What are you doing?" "I'll get you a towel." Then I went out. I wiped a hot towel and gave it to her to cover her nose for air. I asked her what was wrong, and she said, "I'm cold." I gave her my quilt and made a spare one myself. After a while, I asked her, "Is it still cold?" "Better, thank you. You are really like a small stove, warming me! "
Say that finish, we both smiled shyly.
In the morning, the warm sunshine gently shines on the smiling faces of two girls, and their hearts are warm.
I have my own light composition 10 Everyone is a unique individual and has his own light. Some people may find their own light, and some people don't, because his light is covered with dust. Light is the potential ability in everyone's body.
I don't know if you played with building blocks when you were a child. Every time you play to a certain height, the building blocks will fall off.
On my 10 birthday, my classmates gave me an electronic building block device. When I got home, I couldn't wait to open it. Wow! The devices inside are really varied, and there is also a manual.
I immediately opened the instructions, put away the glass plates and began to put them together. Soon, I assembled a set of circuits. I pressed the switch and saw the small light bulb on. It's a piece of cake for me, just like taking something from my bag. I turned to the last page of the manual, which is the most difficult one among more than 200 circuits. I invited my friends to play together.
I suggested, "Let's have a competition. Let's play the hardest and see who plays fast! " ""good! I got my stopwatch ready and said, "Ready-Go! "I saw him scrambling to take out the parts and piece them together on the glass plate. Finally put it together and press the switch. Hey, why doesn't the horn ring? He carefully compared the instructions and it took him 9 minutes to spell it.
It's finally my turn. I took the parts in my hand and put them together one by one in order. I'm a little surprised. I'm good at this! It only took me two minutes and nineteen seconds. What a world of difference.
From that moment on, I knew my light, uncovered the dust on the light and understood that I had my own light.
I have my own light composition 1 1 Everyone is a unique individual and has his own light, and I also have my own light.
I fell in love with calligraphy once in my junior year. Calligraphy is a common art in ancient times, and everyone has his own font.
Soon after, I took part in a calligraphy interest class. At first, I learned the simplest font-Yan Ti. I always write down strokes or simple words carefully. Gradually, I wrote better and better, so I learned another difficult font-official script. I also like official script very much, because it always reflects the ancient poetic and antique artistic conception. Later, I practiced all these fonts, such as Qian,, and Lanting Preface.
After these exercises, the teacher asked me to write all kinds of works, and all the excellent works took part in the competition one after another, and I also won many prizes, all of which were attributed to my efforts. I like calligraphy. I read carefully in these copybooks left by the ancients, and I can see the artistic conception full of charm from every word.
In the new year, this is also a good opportunity to show my calligraphy expertise. I will write a series of Spring Festival couplets for my relatives and friends. One, two, three ... each one contains a lot of my hard work and hard work. After writing these, I will hang them on my door and give others to my neighbors, relatives and friends.
Grass, though unknown, has its own light; Although flowers are weak, they also have their own light. Although I am ordinary, I also have my own light.
I have my own lighting composition 12. When I was in the lower grade, I was not good at expressing myself in front of others and was not good at words. But as I grew older, I changed and became another me.
In the first half of the sixth grade, I participated in an English speech contest-"Star of Hope". This competition has completely subverted my definition of myself.
I learned that the competition was on February 12, so I prepared the manuscript early, because I knew that the competition was at the end of February 1 2, so I needed to prepare in advance. Finally, it was the day of the competition, and I memorized the manuscript. About ten minutes later, it was my turn. I adjusted my clothes, took a deep breath, strode confidently onto the stage of the competition and began to recite the manuscript. At first, when I recited the manuscript, I was very fluent, unhurried and recited it clearly. Later, the serious eyes of the judges froze me, and I became more and more nervous. This tense atmosphere and mood make me breathless. The teacher's serious eyes turned into a slight smile, and my nervous mood eased a little and I continued to recite the manuscript. After reciting the manuscript, the teacher actually promoted me. I have a promotion certificate, and I can't believe my eyes.
After the preliminary and semi-finals, I advanced to the city finals with standard pronunciation and fluent recitation, but I was eliminated because there were more strong players in the middle.
Since then, a lamp covered with dust on my body has been polished and gives off a flashing light.
I have my own light composition 13. I am a sixth-grade student, and each of us has our own light. Although some light is very small, it can still emit its own unique light in the dark.
My study is not very good, it can be said that it is very poor. At school, the teacher always said that I was a rotten piece of wood that could not carve. The homework assigned by the teacher has not been completed many times. Sometimes I have to quarrel with my classmates. Even my dad said that every time something goes wrong at school, my name should be given, and every time I don't hand in my homework, I should have my share. But I just want to say these things: "I also have my own light." I have my own good side. "
I am good at sports, and I like sports, too. When the annual school sports meeting begins, I must be the most excited, because I can show my good side and win glory for my class with this side. I try my best to learn physical education class well in every class, and I also try my best to be at the top of my class in sports. But many students laughed at me, saying that the times are changing, what's the use of a low level of education, and what's the use of good sports. Of course, I am also aware of this, and I want to study hard and give myself more choices in the future. So I put my time into my study and learned a lot, but I still have a place in my heart for sports.
Yes, everyone will have their own light, and the light I give out will illuminate themselves and the place I want in my heart.
I have my own light composition 14. My light is a unique highlight. I can understand what will happen after that. I'm foolproof!
Once, a naughty boy handed in his homework in English class and found that he had written a wrong one. He asked for homework again and again, and his face cooperated well. He looked miserable-the teacher didn't sympathize with him at all.
"No, why did you go before?"
"I didn't expect it, blame me."
"No, sit in your seat."
He had no choice but to sit down. Later, the naughty boy thought of changing his homework with a wish list, and the teacher had to agree to his request-he received the wish list and gave him the homework. The boy's face suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy, grinning, his eyes narrowed into a crack, and his teeth were exposed, just like rabbits! After reading these, I suddenly felt familiar, as if I had seen them somewhere, thought about them, but couldn't remember them. Let's finish our homework before we consider this problem!
After a long time, I finished my homework, and there was no problem after checking. I began to think about my previous problems. Where have you seen it? Where is it? I've been thinking about it for a long time! Before that, before that, the picture in my mind ... yes, it appeared in my mind!
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My light, no one. No one will have it. My light is the brightest, I am the brightest star in the sky!
I have my own light composition 15. Maybe, I'm just that star. I can only watch others shine from a distance.
Every girl has her own wish, but some people will bury it in their hearts until it is dusty and buried.
I have a competitive heart. This is a porcelain-like heart, and no one is allowed to surpass me. In sixth grade, it erupted like a small volcano. However, it is impossible in front of her who has power and influence. The teacher dotes on her and her classmates like her very much. My face value, popularity and strength behind me are not as good as hers. I try to compare my grades with her, but I don't know why, but I can be incredibly higher than me every time. I have never surpassed her.
That porcelain-like heart seems to be fragile after countless blows.
I am eager, but I am also afraid. I am eager to compete with her, but I am also afraid of my own failure.
I quietly, quietly hid myself in the sea of people. When she was enjoying the moon, I eagerly absorbed the advantages I could learn from her and learned all kinds of methods I could learn.
I forgot what time it was, and I forgot what time it was. I just remembered that my cheeks were burning, and the provocative tone set a trap over and over again, asking her to expose her contradictions. This time, I won, I really won, relying on my own strength.
A girl with a porcelain heart always has her own light.