People's Education Publishing House Primary School Grade Six Volume I Chinese Unit 8 Composition

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, "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!

An indispensable friend in life.

The bitterness and joy of learning clay sculpture

There is a set of clay sculptures of Journey to the West on the clay sculpture display platform on my bookshelf. The guests at home praised me for my ingenuity when they saw this clay sculpture, but who knows that I had a hard time learning this technology. Several years ago, I lived with my brother. My brother is good at making clay sculptures. The clay sculpture he made looked lifelike, and slowly, a wish came to my mind-I want to make beautiful clay sculptures like my brother. From then on, I began my journey of clay sculpture. In the days to come, whenever my brother wants to make clay sculptures, I will hide in the corner and secretly learn-while watching my brother do it, I will carefully imitate it with flower mud and art knife in my hand. At first, it seemed that everything was not going well. Whenever I show my masterpiece to my brother, he always smiles and says that what I do is "four unlike". After several times, I never dared to show him my work again, so I bought a book made of clay sculpture with my pocket money and studied hard in my room all day. I try to make clay sculptures. In the hot summer, I make clay sculptures in my room, and I don't want to wipe the sweat on my forehead. The utility knife cut my finger, so I put on a band-aid and continued to do it. I will never lose heart when I do bad things. I will do it again with a new piece of flower mud ... At first, I encountered many difficulties and failed many times, but every time I look at my unsuccessful works, I will seriously think and gain new experiences and lessons. Day after day, my experience is getting richer and richer, my clay sculpture skills are becoming more and more skilled, and the works on my desk are becoming more and more vivid. I remember that it took me a lot of trouble to make the clay sculpture of the characters of Journey to the West. At that time, three of the four protagonists in The Journey to the West were ready, and only one was left to defeat the Buddha-the Monkey King. In order to more vividly reflect the Monkey King's personality-lively and active, I am more attentive than before. In order to shape his "flesh", I carefully portrayed it for several days. On this day, I want to finish the last part and the most difficult part-face. I took the art knife and carved it carefully, for fear that a few days of hard work would be in vain if I was not careful. However, the tragedy still happened: I didn't master the strength when carving my eyes, but I heard a "squeak" and the "monkey" left a scar on his face! "Finished, hopeless, how can such a long hole cover up the past! Hum! Being a monkey is so difficult, I won't do it! " After that, I left the art knife and ran to the atrium of the community to play. When I arrived at the atrium, I found a neighbor's eight-month-old child there. He will fall down after a few steps. Although that lovely little face was full of tears, he got up from the ground and walked forward. I was shocked: such a young child knew not to give up halfway. What about me? Thinking of this, I ran home again, took another piece of flower mud and carved the Monkey King. After several days of elaborate production, a lifelike the Monkey King appeared in front of me, and I smiled happily. Now, clay sculpture has become a hobby that I can't give up, and it has also become my specialty. Seeing my work, my brother never laughed at me again. On the contrary, he praised me. Whenever I make clay sculptures, I always think of the eight-month-old toddler in the atrium. Learning clay sculpture is like learning to walk, there will be pain of falling, but there will be joy after learning!