I have been studying calligraphy for three years, and now I write excellent calligraphy (at least I and other children my age think so). Do you want to know how I practiced? There is a lot of bitterness and joy in it.
I remember one day when I was 6 years old, my mother took me to Hairi 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 paintings and gouache paintings. I am so envious that 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, but I couldn't even hold a writing brush. I grabbed it like a wax pen and got ink all over my hands. Now it's ridiculous to think about it. 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, Mr. Huang said that I had a strong ability to accept, and with my mother's repeated entreaties, she accepted me.
So I came to the classroom, and many younger children were practicing seriously. I also sat down and tried to "trace" it in the double hook exercise paper given by Mr. Huang. You know, at that time, I even painted the color badly, and the "horizontal" and "vertical" I wrote were of course even more invisible. Teacher Huang saw that I was "sketching" so solemnly and encouraged me to say, "Ding Tao has made rapid progress. Look how great you are with a pen!" I worked even harder when I was praised.
But at that time, I was very 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 make small moves. 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 was immersed in practice, I was embarrassed to pick up my pen again. After another five minutes, I poked my head to see 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 containing ink ... which made the teacher restless. 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 kept me from losing confidence. In this way, under the constant reminder and guidance of Teacher Huang, I gradually mastered some tricks of calligraphy and spent more and more time practicing in class.
When I was in the first grade, Teacher Liu knew that I was learning calligraphy, so she specially asked me to take part in the school calligraphy class, and I was very happy. However, I am still very careless and naughty. Although I have high understanding and rapid progress, I always get dirty when I come home after writing 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, so 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 for me. In this way, I easily passed the school teacher. But when I got home, my mother tried her best to clean the ink on my school uniform, so I had to buy a new school uniform for me. I was severely scolded by my mother that time, and I was very disappointed. I don't need clothes to wipe, and I was scolded by my teacher, and I was scolded by my mother when I wiped it. So I couldn't get stuck in the interest class. Now that I think about it, I really regret it. If only xu teacher could forgive me and accept me as an apprentice.
Soon, I passed the word "positive" and "forever". One day, Mr. Huang discussed with my mother and me, hoping that I could practice hard and stick to it for two years (including two holidays from Monday to Friday) and get results. I'm a little hesitant, because sitting for half a day, one day, so tired! I think that all 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 Chinese culture, which can cultivate the mind and cultivate the nature, and it is very helpful for my future. Teacher Huang also looked 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 studying calligraphy at Mr. Huang's house. I come to Mr. Huang's house at 7: 3 every morning (Monday to Friday), and I write all day (except lunch break and lunch), and my mother will pick me up after work. It all sounds a little incredible. But somehow, I didn't feel bitter at that time. Maybe I had 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 (doing it on Saturday, Sunday and evening), but my calligraphy also improved by leaps and bounds. Although I also envy my classmates for learning to swim, visiting places of interest in the motherland and 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. I began to feel that practicing calligraphy was a bit boring and uninterested, and my mind was always distracted when practicing. Fortunately, Miss Huang found it in time and gave me a new font-Zhang Qianbei. I suddenly feel very fresh and challenging, and this font is also suitable for me, and the strokes are thick and atmospheric. The more I wrote, the more I devoted myself to it. Seeing that I worked so hard, Mr. Huang started one-on-one teaching. I also cherish this opportunity. What a "hard work pays off". With the careful education of Mr. Huang and my own efforts, I won the second prize of "Mocai Cup National Children's Painting and Calligraphy Competition".
This is the story of my learning calligraphy, which made me understand that you can only get what you pay, and I will definitely continue to practice.
I like the porcelain statues of the Chinese zodiac
Guess what I like best? Me, I like the exquisite porcelain statue of the Chinese 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, one moment it's chocolate, the other moment it's dress. 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 were twelve kinds of animals made of ceramics in the box. Porcelain statue of the zodiac! I was so excited that I jumped, jumped, sang and laughed. I was so happy that I didn't know what to do. These twelve animals are all lifelike in shape. Brightly colored, elegant and lifelike.
I like them.
Look, that mouse is sneaky; Cow, honest and honest; Tiger, majestic; Rabbit, small and exquisite, wagging its head and tail; Snakes are cunning and treacherous; Horses, running like flies; Sheep, gentle and amiable; Monkey, swaggering; Chicken, hold your head high and sing; Dogs, squatting like gods; Pig, fat and fat. Look, these twelve animals are vividly displayed before my eyes.
I like the rabbit in the twelfth company, because my mother and I are exempt, and so is my grandfather. Therefore, I have a special feeling for the rabbit. Look! It has two jewel-like eyes embedded in its big head. The small nose is not very clear, and a word "eight" is as red as lipstick. The tail is invisible, and the four calves are short, just like four small cotton peaches, which is very interesting! White as a white robe made of snow flowers, so beautiful!
"The mouse is many times smaller than the cow. 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 rats. Twelve kinds of animals such as cattle tax. Once, the animals in the forest were compared in size. Everyone said that the cow was the biggest, and only the mouse made a noise to compare. So, they both came to the street, and other animals hid to watch. As the saying goes, "When a mouse crosses the street, everyone shouts." As soon as the mouse crossed the street, 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) rats! Animals have nothing to say, so they have to put it at the front. Ah, I didn't expect such an interesting story!
These ceramic handicrafts are not only beautiful, but also add endless fun to my life. Now, they have become indispensable friends in my life.
ah! Beautiful ceramic handicrafts.