Well, the beginning: the sky is lovely and sunny. I sat in the classroom of calligraphy class and asked about the faint pen fragrance. Although it's my first time here, I get along well with my classmates except for my poor handwriting. The teacher demonstrated in front of me, and I became fascinated as I watched it. Every word is a silver hook, and my strength seems to penetrate the back of the paper. Students write well, too. Some of them are written like a phoenix, with loose fonts and unrestrained. Some of them are beautifully written and beautiful. Only my graffiti is ugly.
You can write so much first. Use it if you want.