Calligraphy is a unique 1 national traditional culture and art in China. China's art of writing Chinese characters is also called "calligraphy".
The most basic activity of learning calligraphy is writing, and the important purpose of writing is to remember and exchange feelings. The minimum requirement is to write the words in a standard, neat and clear way, which is acceptable to people. If the handwriting is messy, or even do whatever you want, the reader can't recognize the "heavenly book" and lose its practical value. Some people think that writing with a brush is not as convenient as writing with a hard pen, and it can completely replace the brush. Only by writing with a brush can we learn calligraphy. Some people think that calligraphy is the patent of "genius" and "we are not cut out to learn calligraphy".
In particular, some older friends of 1 are bound by the old concept that "more than 3 10 people don't learn calligraphy" and think it is too late to learn calligraphy. Some people think that calligraphy is mysterious, inscrutable, hard to express in form, and hard to do good deeds.
All these ideas are undesirable. Calligraphy can cultivate sentiment and is also artistic and practical.
Although computer typing has been widely used now, calligraphy has been handed down directly from 1 for thousands of years. It refers to writing with brushwork, structure and composition according to the characteristics and significance of words, making it a beautiful work of art. China's calligraphy is an original performance art of the Han nationality, which is known as: poetry without words, dancing without words; Painless paintings, silent music.
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2. Look at the picture and write. Mom said it was time to do my homework. Xiaoming does not want to play computer games. I like playing computer games very much, even to the point of being possessed. Mom has told me many times about this! A lot of funny things happened! Once, as soon as I got home from school, I turned on my computer and started playing games. While playing, I giggled and sometimes shouted, "Why are you so stupid? Run faster! " "Dad came home from work and said," I heard you yelling in the corridor. Why? Still not doing your homework? "I said impatiently," oh, oh, I see. I'll finish my homework right away. "I started playing computer games again ... I don't know how long it took, but my father said," It's time to eat, hurry up, I haven't done my homework yet! """I know I'm playing for ten minutes!" I don't know how many ten minutes passed, and I don't know how many times my father urged me to eat. Although I was eating, I never left the computer for a moment. My mother joked, "Do you eat rice or grow rice?" Everyone laughed.
After dinner, I still want to play, but my mother won't let me. Writing homework is not about learning, but reading homework can be written outside. Haha, it seems that I am really addicted to computers! Academic performance has declined these days. I made up my mind never to play computer again, but sometimes there is nothing I can do. My mother threatened me and said, "I'll smash the computer if you play again." I dare not play again. " . Be sure to improve your grades before playing! In fact, my mother won't let me play, but also for my own good!
Xiao Ming plays games. Hey, my mother, write a composition. My mother does all the housework at home, but she can't cook. Although she is over 30 years old, she can make you laugh when cooking.
Once my father went to work, leaving me and my mother at home. My mother has no choice but to cook. She washes rice first and then puts it in the rice cooker. When I was worried that I wouldn't cook, my mother looked up at the potato and said, "Just fry the potato.
"Then we started to work. She cut the potatoes into pieces first. I think she can always do it well, but I immediately looked up and laughed. My mother cuts potatoes into various shapes and circles. Well done.
It's a little long, but my mother said solemnly, "Go, go, don't interfere with my cooking." As soon as I left, she began to fry. She poured the oil first, and then fried it when the oil was almost gone. As soon as she exploded, a symphony sounded. My mother was covered in oil. She poured two spoonfuls of salt. Finally, after hard work, she finally cooked.
After dinner, I took a bite of raw rice, then put a chopstick and potatoes in my mouth. How salty it is! Hey! I will never eat my mother's cooking again. I will learn to cook for my mother soon.
Xiao Ming looks at pictures at home and writes how to write them. One day in the summer vacation, Xiaoming was painting at home, and both his parents went out. Suddenly, Xiaoming heard a knock at the door. He went to the door and asked, "Who is it?" People outside said, "I am a friend of your father. Please open the door. " Xiao Ming moved a stool, stepped on it and looked out on the cat's eye. He found a stranger at the door. He thought nervously, "What should I do?"
He thought for a moment, then asked a series of questions: "What's your name? Where do you work? What is my father's name? Do you know my mother? Are you my father's colleague? Do you know my father's telephone number? I'm going to make a phone call and ask my father. He will be back soon. Please wait a moment. " Hardly had he finished when he heard a burst of footsteps. Xiao Ming looked through the cat's eye and the people outside disappeared.
Xiaoming's parents went home, and Xiaoming told them about it. His parents praised him and said, "You are a clever boy!" " "