My ideal is to be a calligrapher in the future. Why am I fascinated by calligraphy? Of course you don't know.
Let me tell you slowly! It was when I was in kindergarten. One day, my father took me to the school gate to play. In front of a small shop selling calligraphy and painting at the entrance of the academy, there is a big writing desk.
There is a white-bearded grandfather who is dipping in thick ink, waving a large pen and writing calligraphy on a big piece of paper. There are many people around him.
Dad and I joined in to watch the fun. I finally squeezed into grandpa's side, saw several big characters written by grandpa, and inexplicably asked my father, "What is this?" Why don't I know? "Dad said," Grandpa wrote four big characters:' read widely', because he wrote' Yan Ti' calligraphy, so you can't understand it. "
I nodded my head. At this moment, my grandfather, who was writing, stopped writing, touched my head and said with a smile, "Little friend, do you also want to learn calligraphy?" I said, "I want to learn!" Grandpa said, "Then let your father sign up for a calligraphy class and study hard. As long as you work hard, you will definitely learn well. "
In this way, my father enrolled me in a calligraphy class at the Beilin Children's Palace at the east end of the college gate. From then on, every holiday and Sunday, my mother took me to learn calligraphy, all year round, spring, summer, autumn and winter, without interruption.
I study hard in the calligraphy class and am often praised by the teacher. When I got home, I kept practicing calligraphy and found time to write a few big characters every day.
My calligraphy is getting better and better, and I will win a prize every time I participate in a children's calligraphy competition. In the past few years, I have won more than 20 merit awards, gold awards and special gold awards, as well as a diamond award.
He also won the honorary title of "Art Special Student". This summer, I saw the old man at the gate of the academy again.
With grandpa's encouragement, I picked up a brush and wrote the word "perseverance", which was praised by grandpa and many people around me. Grandpa told me: "you should not only write well, but also study hard." You should not only be a calligrapher, but also a scientist and writer! " "Grandpa said," son, the word "perseverance" will make you benefit for life.
Study hard and persevere, and you will succeed. On the way home, I pondered my grandfather's words and set myself a higher goal ... Chapter II: Practicing calligraphy I taught myself calligraphy at home today.
Although my handwriting is not very good now, there are still some highlights. For example, my word size has never been different. Although the "appearance" is a bit ugly, the "figure" is very uniform.
I found that my handwriting is slowly improving, and each one is more correct, clearer and more beautiful. I want Rainbow Li Xing, the "little calligrapher" in our class, to write a good hand and not disappoint the teacher.
Chapter 3: During the summer vacation, my parents sent me to the culture and art training center to learn painting in the morning and calligraphy in the afternoon. Actually, I studied calligraphy in kindergarten, but I haven't practiced it for a long time. It's a little strange to pick up the pen, but it'll just take a while to write. The teacher told me what to write today, and then wrote it for me again. In this way, I wrote it naturally.
When I was in the second grade, my calligraphy was average, but through practicing calligraphy in the summer vacation, by the third grade, my calligraphy was already one of the best in my class. Ah! It turns out that practicing calligraphy has such great benefits. I will practice my handwriting well in the future and try to get the highest score in the next school writing competition! At the beginning of school, I still remember the scene of practicing calligraphy in the cultural and artistic training center. I remember that time, I wore a white dress and practiced calligraphy in the culture and art training center.
I accidentally dropped the ink on the clothes, and a small black spot appeared on the white clothes. I'm in a hurry, but the ink on my clothes is hard to wash off! I have to wear my mother out at night! Just when I was in a hurry, the teacher came over with several bottles of different colors of paint and let me pass. I saw the teacher holding an oil painting pen, drawing some grass and some small wild flowers on my clothes, and a dancing butterfly, which was soon covered with black spots. But I'm more worried. Isn't it harder to wash? The teacher said, "This pigment is called overjoyed."
The students all looked at the photos on my clothes with envy ... Chapter IV: One day during the summer vacation, Xiao Gang got up. I ran to the study to practice calligraphy.
His back is straight, with paper in his left hand and a writing brush in his right, and he is absorbed in practicing calligraphy. Although he is not a great calligrapher, he practices like one.
He writes as straight as a pen in every horizontal and vertical direction. When Xiaogang was about to turn the corner, he took it with a flick.
However, Xiaogang practiced a brush stroke in a column of incense. When he picked it up and appreciated it, he found that some words were written in a mess.
He decided to practice calligraphy again. He practiced his second calligraphy seriously.
Sure enough, Xiao Gang soon finished practicing the second calligraphy. He thought this calligraphy was well practiced, so he showed it to his mother, who said, "Xiao Gang, your handwriting is getting faster and faster."
Xiao Gang said, "Thank you." I want to say to Xiaogang, "You like practicing calligraphy so much. I hope you can be a great calligrapher in the future.
"One day in the summer vacation, Xiao Gang got up. I ran to the study to practice calligraphy.
His back is straight, with paper in his left hand and a writing brush in his right, and he is absorbed in practicing calligraphy. Although he is not a great calligrapher, he practices like one.
He writes as straight as a pen in every horizontal and vertical direction. When Xiaogang was about to turn the corner, he took it with a flick.
However, Xiaogang practiced a brush stroke in a column of incense. When he picked it up and appreciated it, he found that some words were written in a mess.
He decided to practice calligraphy again. He practiced his second calligraphy seriously.
Sure enough, Xiao Gang soon finished practicing the second calligraphy. He thought this calligraphy was well practiced, so he showed it to his mother, who said, "Xiao Gang, your handwriting is getting faster and faster."
Xiao Gang said, "Thank you." I want to say to Xiaogang, "You like practicing calligraphy so much. I hope you can be a great calligrapher in the future.
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After the ink spilled on the book, the whole class was doing their own thing in the self-study class this afternoon. Some are desperately doing their homework, some are reading with relish, and some are whispering to their friends while drawing: "I draw well!" " "
Suddenly, a click broke the calm, and several curious students threw down their pens and ran quickly to Yang X's desk, where the incident happened. It turned out that his ink spilled, painted the clean floor with a layer of blue, and the bottle was broken. The class is full of people, and more and more people are watching. Some annoying classmates shouted: "Ha! Come on! The school Mo Chi has not been repaired, but there is a small Mo Chi! " Some people shouted, "Oh, my God! Yang X. . . . . "Looking at Yang X again, I seem to be crying. I know that a kind classmate rushed to the podium, grabbed the rag, dipped it in water, twisted it, and handed it to Yang X with both hands. Yang X refreshed himself and wiped with our classmates. After wiping for a while, the ink still made faces at the students. At this time, Miss Li wiped it with a rag. As soon as the teacher came to power, the "ink soldiers" were wiped out! Yang X sighed for a long time and I heard someone whisper, "What a great unity!"
Yes! As long as Qi Xin works together, no difficulty can stop us!
3. Composition "The classmate spilled ink on my book" Something happened in the composition interest class. This morning, I came to my long-lost composition interest class with great interest.
I walked to the door of the composition interest class. When I opened the door, I was shocked by the embarrassing image in front of me: tables and chairs were messy, chalk dust and shiny pieces of paper were everywhere on the ground, and chalk and plastic bags were everywhere. I thought to myself: why haven't I seen you for weeks, and the classroom is like this? As soon as the students came in and saw the classroom, they all turned away.
How can we create a good writing environment in such a mess? Everyone finally decided to clean the classroom well before class. So the action began ... first, the division of labor.
Because male students are stronger, let them set the table, set the chair and tidy the table. Because the female students are meticulous, they are responsible for sweeping the floor and cleaning the table.
After the division of labor was completed, everyone was busy. Male students struggled to move the table, and the table kept creaking; Female students carefully swept the floor, and soon the "snowflake" was cleaned up.
Just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the careless male classmate accidentally dropped the chalk dust on the ground! Female students kept blaming him, blaming him for destroying their own labor results, although male students kept apologizing. Male students had to sweep the "regenerated snowflake" on the ground into the trash can by themselves.
Female students see this, no longer care about, knowing smile. When the teacher came, she was surprised to find that we were sweeping the floor diligently.
But the teacher didn't come in. She stood at the door and looked at us with a smile. She interposed a few words of praise from time to time: "You are so careful!" "Very clean!" Or give a few pointers: "It's not clean enough here." "The table here is not very good!" Like a commander, directing our labor.
Finally cleaned, the classroom at this time is very different from the classroom before cleaning: the clean floor, tables and chairs are placed in order, and there is no chalk dust on them, which is in sharp contrast with the original classroom! Watching them work hard, the students all smiled happily.
4. Composition "My classmate spilled ink on my book" Something happened in the composition interest class. This morning, I came to my long-lost composition interest class with great interest.
I walked to the door of the composition interest class. When I opened the door, I was shocked by the embarrassing image in front of me: tables and chairs were messy, chalk dust and shiny pieces of paper were everywhere on the ground, and chalk and plastic bags were everywhere. I thought to myself: why haven't I seen you for weeks, and the classroom is like this? As soon as the students came in and saw the classroom, they all turned away.
How can we create a good writing environment in such a mess? Everyone finally decided to clean the classroom well before class. So the action began ... first, the division of labor.
Because male students are stronger, let them set the table, set the chair and tidy the table. Because the female students are meticulous, they are responsible for sweeping the floor and cleaning the table.
After the division of labor was completed, everyone was busy. Male students struggled to move the table, and the table kept creaking; Female students carefully swept the floor, and soon the "snowflake" was cleaned up.
Just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the careless male classmate accidentally dropped the chalk dust on the ground! Female students kept blaming him, blaming him for destroying their own labor results, although male students kept apologizing. Male students had to sweep the "regenerated snowflake" on the ground into the trash can by themselves.
Female students see this, no longer care about, knowing smile. When the teacher came, she was surprised to find that we were sweeping the floor diligently.
But the teacher didn't come in. She stood at the door and looked at us with a smile. She interposed a few words of praise from time to time: "You are so careful!" "Very clean!" Or give a few pointers: "It's not clean enough here." "The table here is not very good!" Like a commander, directing our labor.
Finally cleaned, the classroom at this time is very different from the classroom before cleaning: the clean floor, tables and chairs are placed in order, and there is no chalk dust on them, which is in sharp contrast with the original classroom! Watching them work hard, the students all smiled happily.
5. Continue to write "After soiling the book". Miao Hegang are good friends. Both of them love to practice calligraphy. One afternoon, when I came home from school, Xin Wei invited me to practice calligraphy at home. Unexpectedly, unexpected things happened; I accidentally knocked over a bottle of ink on the bar table just now. The Journey to the West, Xin Wei's sister's cartoon, is also dirty.
Xin Wei saw it and said angrily, "You. . You actually made my sister's Journey to the West dirty! That's not mine. Let's break up! " From then on, Xin Wei and strangers just wanted to say sorry, but they couldn't, so they turned and left.
Such a difficult day lasted for more than a month, and finally the gap between them was lifted in one sentence. I was late for school this afternoon. After class, he scolded Xin Wei by the teacher: "It was my fault last time. I shouldn't have stained your sister's comic book, but Xin Wei just listened to him quietly. Until Xin Wei heard that he had just saved more than a month's pocket money and bought himself a comic book, Xin Wei couldn't bear it any longer and suddenly became furious with him: "I'm sorry. Actually, it's all my fault. "Then, I tacitly took the brand-new comic book in my hand and wanted to give it back to each other. Then I smiled at each other and went back to my seat. The smile on their faces has not dispersed for a long time.
Such a beautiful friendship will not be met several times in a lifetime, but it is precious.
6. Continue to write "After the book is dirty". Anxi and Gang are just good friends, and they both love to practice calligraphy. One afternoon, when I came home from school, Xin Wei invited me to practice calligraphy at home. Unexpectedly, unexpected things happened; I accidentally knocked over a bottle of ink on the bar table just now. The Journey to the West, Xin Wei's sister's cartoon, is also dirty.
Xin Wei saw it and said angrily, "You. . You actually made my sister's Journey to the West dirty! That's not mine. Let's break up! " From then on, Xin Wei and strangers just wanted to say sorry, but they couldn't, so they turned and left.
Such a difficult day lasted for more than a month, and finally the gap between them was lifted in one sentence. I was late for school this afternoon. After class, he scolded Xin Wei by the teacher: "It was my fault last time. I shouldn't have stained your sister's comic book, but Xin Wei just listened to him quietly. Until Xin Wei heard that he had just saved more than a month's pocket money and bought himself a comic book, Xin Wei couldn't bear it any longer and suddenly became furious with him: "I'm sorry. Actually, it's all my fault. "Then, I tacitly took the brand-new comic book in my hand and wanted to give it back to each other. Then I smiled at each other and went back to my seat. The smile on their faces has not dispersed for a long time.
Such a beautiful friendship will not be met several times in a lifetime, but it is precious.
7. I wrote 200 words about spilling ink on others. At noon today, Mr. Wang finished reading the story and we began to write calligraphy. We are writing seriously. Suddenly, we heard a small voice "wow", and then a big one. Later, I learned that Han spilled ink. Seen from the side, it really looks like the Black Waterfall, but it is only 70 centimeters long.
Let's look at Huang in front of her again. Her back is like Dalmatian's skin.
Let's take a look at her branch, Xingjie, which is diagonally opposite. It became Xiaohua Mall. Everyone who saw him laughed and gave me a stomachache.
Because I laughed for too long, I didn't write a calligraphy book until I was in English class. I want to laugh when I think about it.
8. winter vacation homework's composition in the sixth grade after the first book was stained with the book. Yesterday, my father bought Xiaoming the The Journey to the West he had been longing for for for a long time. Today, he took it to school and watched it with some friends during recess. This is Wang Xiaogang coming with a black ink bottle. Marin and his gang looked up and accidentally knocked over the black ink on Xiaoming's book, and the black ink spilled on my brand-new The Journey to the West.
Suddenly, the brand-new The Journey to the West looks like it was fished out of a well in Grimer. Wang Xiaogang looked at it and said in a panic, "Xiao Ming, I'm sorry ... I didn't ... I really want to make trouble." Hearing this, Xiao Ming immediately ran out of the classroom and burst into tears. "Ding" bell rang, and the teacher saw me crying in my seat and asked, "Xiao Ming, why are you crying so sad?" I said hesitantly, "Wang Xiaogang, he ... he ... stained me ... my book. I want him to pay for a new one. " The teacher listened and said to me gently, "think about it." What would you think if you made someone else's things dirty and he asked you to pay for them? " I can't help saying, "Of course I'm sad." The teacher listened and said, "What would he think if you asked him to pay? How about I buy you one? " I nodded my head.
Xiaoming is on his way home. Xiao Ming understands a truth. If people want to live happily, they must give priority to tolerance.