My learning path 1
I learned dance when I was in kindergarten. My mother encouraged me at that time. I had seen other people dancing before and I was very interested in dancing. like.
That day was the first day I went to the dance class to register. There were many little girls there, about the same age as me. I put on my dancing shoes and walked into the team to wait for the teacher to arrive. I thought dancing was very simple, as long as I learned the moves well. But the teacher came and said, "You can learn to dance only after you have mastered the basic skills. First put your legs on the dance pole and press them." I put my legs up, and the teacher came over and pushed our bodies down with his hands. Pressure, I was sweating from the pain, but it didn't relieve the pain. After training, my legs still hurt and I couldn't walk well. I told my mother that I wanted to give up. It hurt so much to do the basic leg press. But my mother said: "No, since you have decided to do it, you can't give up halfway, you can't be a deserter, you have to persevere!" My mother's words made me grit my teeth and persevere. After practicing for a few months, I was finally able to lower my waist and do a straight horse. We started learning dance. With my persistence and hard work, I was able to dance a dance and participate in performances. Although I didn't get a good ranking in the performance, I applauded myself for the hard work and sweat I put in.
As the saying goes: "One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage." This is the path of learning in my kindergarten. Later, because my parents were busy with work and had no time to accompany me, I stopped studying. However, that period of academic journey still left me with endless aftertaste and is unforgettable. My road to learning 2
As long as you persist, you can reach the other side of success. ——Inscription
On this day, it was almost time for the painting class, but I was still sitting on the ground reading a book. My mother came over and said in surprise: "Why haven't you gone to the painting class yet?" ? Almost late!" I put down the book and looked at my mother and said, "Mom is too tired to draw. I don't want to go." After hearing this, my mother looked at me, her eyes seemed to be thinking and questioning. He was stunned for a moment, not angry, but said to me calmly: "You learned painting from primary school. I also asked you to try other hobbies, but in the end you gave up. Only painting has persisted until now." "My mother stopped and looked at me with complicated eyes. "However, it's rare that you have persisted for so long, why should you give up? I know that painting is very boring and requires a lot of patience. Once you learn to paint, you will have a skill that you can use. Painting is your own It's your choice. It's up to you whether you want to continue studying." After saying this, my mother left my room. I was silent, yes! Painting is my choice, I can't give up just because of a little difficulty! From then on, I took every painting seriously, and I finally became the person I am today who can paint.
Now I have a skill that I can show off at any time - painting. I was not born with the ability to draw, it was my persistence and hard work that gave me this skill. This incident made me understand: on the road to success, there are many setbacks and difficulties, but you must face the difficulties bravely, walk out of the thorns, and run towards the crown of your dreams! My road to learning 3
When encountering difficulties in life, some people can persevere, while some people become discouraged after a little setback. If there is no one to encourage and help, it will be difficult for them. Be persistent.
I like to draw, so my mother signed me up for an extracurricular interest class to learn drawing. During my studies, I also experienced various ups and downs.
Sweet Time
When I went to learn painting for the first time, I felt that the teacher was very gentle. The class started, and the teacher started to teach. I listened to the class with great interest. I happened to have prepared the content of the day in advance and did some research, so I answered half of the questions. The teacher also praised me: "That's great! You can answer so many questions, which shows that you have a heart to explore art. You are a material for learning to draw. Come on!" After hearing such praise, I felt very happy, like It's like being injected with chicken blood, and I'm jumping around so much that I feel like I can fly to the sky with joy.
Hard times
After that, I went to a tutoring class. After listening to the teacher’s lecture, I wanted to draw it myself, but I didn’t seem to be in the mood. I couldn’t draw well no matter what. When I actually started painting, I really couldn't draw it. The teacher came to tutor me alone with a sullen face. There was a voice that kept lingering in my ears: "No, it's not right! The color is wrong!" I felt desperate.
Sour time
Later, with the guidance of the teacher, I didn’t even have time to rest after class. I kept practicing and drawing, and I felt that my hands were not listening. The teacher saw me like this and asked me to take a break. I went to the teacher dejectedly and wanted to ask her to call my mother to take me home. But when I walked to the door of the office and saw the teacher working on the courseware, my heart ached. The teacher worked so hard for us, how could I give up? At that moment, I decided to study.
The process and experience of learning to draw is like a fire, which has developed my current skills and my strong perseverance to resist setbacks! My road to learning art 4
I have been learning dance since I was a child because I like dancing. Dancing can cultivate your figure and temper your temperament.
My mother signed me up for a dance training class in kindergarten. In each class, I practiced basic skills: leg press, kick, cross-cross, and lower back. It was my first time to practice, and every time I was pressed by the teacher, it was extremely painful. I almost cried every time I came out. That's it, I continued to practice until I was in elementary school.
When I arrived at Yinghua Primary School, I heard that there were many special classes that could only be attended by the second graders. I looked forward to it, looked forward to it, and looked forward to it until I reached the second grade. But my mother asked me to take a special English class, so I could only sign up for a special English class. In the third grade, by chance, I came to the small dance class.
When practicing basic skills, others would press their legs against their bodies and lower their forks to the ground. Only a few classmates behind me and I were holding our high bodies up. It really hurt me. The teacher said that you have to press your legs every day and practice every day in order to do the fork well. So I pressed my legs and lowered my legs according to the teacher's beat in every class. When I entered the middle class in fourth grade, I could already do my crosses, but I couldn't lower my waist yet. The teacher accidentally lowered his waist and everyone else touched the ground. Only a few classmates and I were controlling it in mid-air. I'm very shy.
Through my own efforts, I was admitted to the top class. It was the last year of special classes. The lower fork is a piece of cake for me, but the lower fork... I can go down, but I can't get up. The teacher said that he tried to lift his waist up, but he just couldn't feel it. I was particularly envious when I saw Ren Mingyu reaching down and grabbing his ankles. Every time I lowered my waist, I was looking for a feeling. Finally, I found the feeling and could stand up without help from others.
My journey to learn dance is really difficult, and I will never forget my dedication to dance. My road to learning art 5
Hulusi - is an ancient Dai art. Its beautiful melody can calm people's restless hearts and make them intoxicated by the moving melody it emits. When I was in the second grade, I was fortunate enough to come into contact with this exciting musical instrument, and from then on I embarked on my path of learning.
The first time I saw Hulusi, I was attracted by its beautiful appearance: Hulusi consists of a gourd and three bamboo tubes. The gourd above has been polished and became very round and smooth. It feels quite good to hold it in the hand; there are three bamboo tubes under the gourd, one long and two short. The long one has seven delicate holes, six in front and one in the back; the two short bamboo tubes have A plug. Holding it in my hand, I waved it excitedly, and the cucurbit silk almost fell to the ground, which made me feel so distressed that I couldn't speak.
When learning Hulusi, the first thing to learn is the scales. Aim at the mouthpiece on the Hulusi and blow into it. The students were all eager to try, some blushed like red persimmons; some made a little sound, but intermittently; some even couldn't make a sound at all... Under the kind guidance of the teacher, We finally made a sound.
After the first class, I became interested in Hulusi. From then on, every night, the beautiful and soft voice of my Hulusi echoed in the community...
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, I was promoted from the second grade to the fourth grade. This summer, we came to Yunnan, the hometown of Hulusi, to participate in the first national competition in my life.
Over the past two years, my skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and despite competing against peers selected from all over the country, I won a gold medal!
Although I have achieved good results in the aspect of Hulusi, I have always understood deeply that my path of learning will never end! My road to learning art 6
Art is not far away from us. As long as you feel it with your heart, you can feel the infinite charm and attraction of art! ——Inscription
I have a strong interest in literature and art. Musical instruments, dancing, and singing can bring me endless happiness. They have been with me for almost five years, and they have brought me countless joys, sorrows, and joys.
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I have been learning musical instruments for almost four years, and I can play beautiful songs one after another with the melodious sound of the piano. In our musical instrument class, I ranked first! This is inseparable from my hard work, and this gratifying result is also a reward for me!
Anger
Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday are my "suffering days". Why do you say this? Because I have to practice piano these three days. Practicing piano is not hard, but what is hard is listening to my father’s picky words when I practice. Is this clearly "nitpicking"? I have worked very hard to practice the piano, but my father still...
Sad
I have been learning dance for almost a year, but when I first started learning, I didn’t want to. ! I feel that dancing is too hard and I am not very willing to practice it. When I first started practicing dance, I cried silently several times! You must ask me: "Why are you crying?" Let me tell you, it's because the teacher wants us to open our crotches. I am almost twelve years old, and it is too difficult for me to open our crotches. But it’s no problem now, I’ve learned it!
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If you choose literature and art, you choose to give! I used my efforts in exchange for a little bit of success! Whenever I see everyone's admiring looks, I feel extremely happy. My Learning Journey 7
I have always wanted to learn an instrument that I like. During the winter vacation last year, my mother signed me up for a drum class.
As soon as I walked into the drum classroom, I saw several drums. Each drum set is composed of large and small drums and cymbals. What sounds can these drums and cymbals produce? I started the class with curiosity. The teacher said: "Students, this drum set is composed of five drums and three cymbals. Each drum and cymbal has its own rhyme and timbre." First, the teacher told us the function of each drum. Next, The teacher taught us how to hold the drum sticks, and then asked us to practice basic skills, first a single jump, once to the left and once to the right, then double jump, two times left and two times right, triplet... The teacher was very strict with our basic skills training. There must be something wrong.
It’s time to take the Level 3 exam, and the teacher added a bass drum for us. At the beginning, I was in a hurry. The beat on my hands was right, but the beat on my feet was wrong; the beat on my feet was right, and the beat on my hands was wrong. I have been practicing for a long time and I still haven't mastered it yet, so I want to give up and stop learning. My mother encouraged me and said: "Baby, since you want to learn this specialty, you must learn it thoroughly, start and finish everything you do, and don't give up halfway." Through my mother's encouragement, I am full of confidence in myself. I will definitely You need to practice the drums well.
Although the road to learning drums is still long, I have learned a truth: you must persevere in whatever you do, and you cannot give up whenever you encounter difficulties. We must treat perseverance as our friend and patience as our brother. Only by perseverance can we succeed. My path to learning art 8
Everyone may have learned an art, such as painting, paper-cutting, playing the piano, and the cello... I have also learned an art, which is a very old art. The folk musical instrument - Erhu.
In the second grade, because of my curiosity, I stepped into the door of art - Erhu special class. I signed up for a special class at that time, not because I liked it, but because at that time, I I felt that I had never heard of this name, and it aroused curiosity about me. I slowly raised my hand, so I signed up for the special class, but another reason was that I wanted to attend the school's New Year's Day party for My classmates played, so I took the Erhu class without any hesitation.
In the process of learning Erhu, I suffered a lot of setbacks, and I had many thoughts of quitting the class, but I did not achieve my determination. Once I took a special class. I was still young and lacked concentration, so I didn't listen to the class well. I received criticism from the teacher, and it was precisely this that made me suffer. Once, I was playing a piece of music, but when I was playing, everything was normal. I felt that it couldn't be simpler. Later, my fingers The pain started for some reason and the skin was broken. Later, I asked the teacher for advice and found out that it was precisely because I did not pay attention to the class and it was precisely because my holding posture of the bow was wrong that it caused my finger to slip and break. Later, I no longer dared not listen to the lectures seriously. In the following days, I concentrated on playing the erhu. Later, my dream came true and I could play for my classmates at the school's New Year's Day party.
This is my path of learning art, which makes me feel happy and painful at the same time. My road to learning 9
Since I was a child, my mother has been pulling me to sign up to learn various things. When I first learned calligraphy, I was full of curiosity. You thought it would be very interesting and that it would bring me a lot of gains and happiness.
When I first started practicing calligraphy, as expected, my handwriting was so jagged that it looked like it was not written by a human being. It was dark and crowded, not neat at all, and it looked like it had been scratched by a chicken's claws. Like dragons and phoenixes dancing, even I can't understand it myself.
Once, the teacher asked us all to practice calligraphy together as an after-school homework. I wrote very quickly, just "swish" a few times. I handed it to the teacher. When the teacher saw it, the smiling face suddenly darkened. He asked me: "Did you write this?" I said: "Yes." He became serious and gave me a lecture. I was in a very bad mood and was about to cry, so I made up my mind to write well. At home, I no longer idle around as usual. I start practicing calligraphy whenever I have time. I squeeze out time to practice calligraphy every day, just to show the teacher my calligraphy. Gradually, I found that I had changed. My handwriting became more beautiful and I was able to manage my time better. My mother also often said: "After practicing calligraphy, this child no longer wastes time. His handwriting is also good. He also got rid of the bad habit of "three days of fishing and two days of drying nets". He is much more obedient! Thank you. "That teacher." Once, I gave my homework to the teacher, and the teacher praised me. He said happily: "Look, as long as you work hard, the words will be written!" These compliments gave me great encouragement. I will never be criticized by the teacher again, and I will never feel wronged in my heart. .
There is no end to learning, we must strive for excellence, and we cannot be half-informed or self-righteous. You must know that there are people outside the world. My Learning Journey 10
I don’t know when I fell in love with music, so I signed up for a special violin class. Now that we are in sixth grade and no longer have special classes, I still often think of the ups and downs of being in special classes.
I remember that until I went to Yinghua, I thought that art was just painting and singing. One time I showed off in front of my mother again, "Mom, do you believe that I can sing better than you?" My mother said, "I see, you should practice for a few years before coming back. Doesn't your school have special classes? I see Just go and join it." I believed my mother's words and came to the special violin class by accident. I thought the violin was fun at first, so I started to learn the violin seriously. I remember one time: the teacher taught us a piece that required plucking the strings. I thought it sounded good, so I practiced it seriously, but within a few days, my hands were damaged. It caused several blisters and made me hurt as if I had been hit by a hammer. I wanted to give up. I thought to myself: The violin is too difficult and it is not suitable for people like me who are afraid of hardship. I might as well give up. , why should I suffer? When I wanted to talk to the teacher about leaving the class, the teacher suddenly came to me and asked me with concern: "Wang Bingxin heard that you had blisters on your hands, so I came to give you some ointment." After hearing this, my heart warmed. Forget about wanting to quit work. From now on, I worked hard to learn the violin, and the violin became a hobby that I couldn't give up.
Although I know that the violin is not easy to learn, I still want to learn it well. My road to learning 11
"How can you succeed without ninety-nine percent perspiration?" This is what a famous person said, and it has always inspired me in my learning. Fire on the road to success.
Since I was in the second grade, I fell in love with dance, and my mother asked me to learn dance based on my interest. At that time, I originally thought that dancing was very simple, just wave your hands, turn around, and do this dance. Who knew that if you want to learn to dance well, you must have a solid foundation in basic skills.
On the first day of class, I came to the dance studio and saw a horrific scene. I just wanted to turn around and go back, but I didn't want to give in, so I had to grit my teeth and persevere. When the teacher came to press my legs, I was terrified, and my heart was like fifteen buckets of water - up and down. She used her feet to spread my legs back a few steps. The pain made me want to cry, but I still endured it. When the cold sweat had reached my chin, my feet began to tremble and I kept sliding back. When I saw others being lazy, I moved my feet forward a few steps, but then I thought of that famous person. After saying that, he moved his feet back to their original position. "The next movement is to lower your waist!" the teacher shouted loudly. I was at a loss, thinking how could I possibly do it as a fledgling? When I was about to lower my waist, I quickly retracted my hand, and I couldn't help but think: "It's so dangerous, what if my head breaks?" The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, but I didn't want to give up halfway, so I had to reach out to the ground again. .
After a few months, my basic skills have improved greatly. My parents and teachers are constantly praising me, and I feel happy. Later, learning this art also developed my courage and perseverance.
I never backed down because I had the courage. I was able to learn this art because I had perseverance. It made me realize a truth: the life of grass is fragile, but as long as it survives the wind and rain, you can see the rainbow! My Learning Journey 12
I remember that when I was four or five years old, I had an unrealistic dream—I wanted to be a dancer when I grew up, so I pestered my parents to give it to me. I signed up for a dance class, thinking that I would be successful, but that was not the case.
Every time I go to class, I have to do some basic training first. The most unforgettable thing is to do the splits. Both legs must be stuck straight to the ground from thighs to toes, and the students are riding on each other. Press down on your body to increase the duration of the leg press. Whenever this happens, my sweat always drips down like beans along with tears. In the pain and discomfort, I understand a truth: the road to learning is not as smooth as I thought, but a road full of thorns. A winding road. But I also know very well that if I don’t try hard, how will I know the result?
“Don’t dare to take this step because you are afraid that the thorns on the ground will stain your cherished new shoes. Don’t lose the pleasure of chasing your dreams because you don’t dare, because the only way is to extend among the thorns. It will make you strong, make you dare to face everything, and let you exchange your sincerity for the pleasure of chasing your dreams." These words were all said to me by the teacher. Although I didn’t understand what she was talking about at the time, I understand them now.
I hide my tears in my heart and endure it no matter how painful it is during training, because I chose you among countless options, and I will definitely stick to it to the end. There is a saying that says, "How can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain?" After unremitting efforts, I successfully passed the Level 8 dance exam last year. I know that Level 8 is nothing, but the hard training in the past few years has made me understand that as long as I have Just pursue your dreams, work hard and fight hard, and don't be afraid of this road full of thorns. Success will wave to you, and all the pain and fatigue you have experienced will be worth it.
This is my path of learning art, which allowed me to experience hardships and realize the truth. The path of learning art made me stronger, braver and more confident. My Journey to Learning 13
Whenever I see the drums in the room, I am reminded of the reason why I learned to play drums. People often say that children who practice piano have no childhood, but I think children who learn percussion have basically no time to play in their childhood.
I remember that it was in the second grade when the Skylark Art School came to enroll students in our class. Because I was bored, I decided to sign up and found the easiest instrument - percussion. I didn’t expect that I But I slowly fell in love with this instrument. Every time I practiced, I seemed to see myself on the big stage many years later.
We were taught by an old teacher, who was 1.7 meters tall and very humorous in his speech and behavior. He taught us to be very patient when playing the drums. He had rich experience on stage and had participated in many performances. We were all very happy. Envy him and respect him, he is the famous teacher Tan Nan.
For this reason, I practice harder.
After learning the snare drum, I was first proud because I was the only one in the class who learned the snare drum. But gradually I found that I couldn't be happy anymore, because my spare time was getting less and less. One time, my friends asked me to play. When I was about to go out, my mother stopped me: "Have you finished playing the drums? No." "Go out."
But I also gradually understood the parents' painstaking efforts. When I participated in competitions and performances with my classmates again and again, I felt a sense of pride in my heart, which followed me in the performances. There are more and more opportunities, and I have been rated as "Excellent League Member" many times.
From easy to difficult, from less to more, from simple to complex, my path of learning is never-ending. My Journey to Learning 14
I am very fond of skipping, because among all my things, my favorite things are skipping and reading, and I am always quiet and active. Because being a nerd is so boring.
The time when I became associated with skipping was the rehearsal before the parent-teacher conference in fifth grade. The head teacher of each class will put on a program, and the program our class teacher chose was rope skipping. How could I "betray" our class, so I chose skipping rope without hesitation. Besides, I need to lose weight even more.
First of all, the teacher assigned tasks, and I was assigned the task of weaving flower baskets. I didn't know how to weave flower baskets at first, and I was very clumsy in practice. "Pah, pah, pah, pah..." The rope was like a vicious snake, hitting my body again and again, leaving several marks on my body. It was summer, so it was even more painful because it was very thin. The air also made several painful groans of "wow, wah, wah, wah...".
At this moment I wanted to give up, but Zhao Puxuan ran in front of me to show off his "brilliant" "record". I was a little unconvinced, and I said to myself: "If you can do it, so can I." So I practiced harder.
Practice once, practice twice, practice five times… practice ten times… practice twenty times… Finally, I learned to weave flower baskets and understood the secrets. Just stretch it slightly forward and then slightly to the sides.
Through the rehearsal of this parent-teacher meeting, I fell in love with skipping, and I got a revelation: if others can do it, so can you! My road to learning 15
I have a hobby: Taekwondo. I have persisted in this hobby for a long time. Sometimes it has given me honor, sometimes it has given me pain, and sometimes it has given me happiness.
I have liked Taekwondo since I was a child. I have a teacher who is very good. I have won many awards, more than one or two. We have all seen them, including first place, second place, third place, team award, singles award...etc. Let us be impressed. We admire him very much. He teaches very well and has handed over many martial arts students.
One time, I couldn’t learn a certain movement, so Teacher Lin taught me alone, but I still couldn’t do it. Lin began to realize the problem and said, “You don’t know this movement, it’s not that you don’t know how to do it. It’s just that you don’t have to pay attention and look here and there. Be serious and don’t focus on two things.” I became serious and soon learned this action that was difficult for me. Teacher Lin pulled me in front of me and said, "You have to practice hard." I nodded. In the future, when the teacher calls me, I will know every move as soon as I learn it, even the very difficult ones. Teacher Lin often pays attention to my every move, and my level is rising again and again. My academic journey sometimes makes me very happy and joyful. It makes me grow day by day. Let me grow as I grow. My growth is not just in size, but also in truth.
I deeply remember the teacher’s words. He is my hobby teacher. He taught me a lot, so I like Taekwondo. My path to learning art was pickled. He made me wait for a lot of truths. Sometimes he gave me honor, sometimes he gave me pain, and sometimes he gave me happiness.