My extracurricular life is rich and colorful. I like playing table tennis, playing chess, playing guzheng, drawing, learning calligraphy and everything. Among them, my favorite is calligraphy. The taste of learning calligraphy is ups and downs.
Acid. When I first started learning calligraphy, I had a poor foundation and failed every assignment. Comparing my classmates' works with mine, I feel very sorry. For example, how can I write so crooked? Why can't I compare with them? Every time Mr. Tang praises me, I always listen, but the name is not there. At this point, my heart is sour, like eating a raw grape, which is really not a taste.
Bitter. "Well, I'm going to say goodbye to the cartoon ―― goodbye, my beloved cartoon has said goodbye to me." I shed tears. Dad said, "After you finish writing, you can still see it occasionally." I finished writing the words quickly. When dad saw it, he was furious: "Why are they all scribbling! No, rewrite it all! " I have no choice but to obey my father's orders. Practice calligraphy, practice calligraphy, practice calligraphy, the dumb eat coptis, plus bitter bamboo shoots and bitterness, there is bitterness that can't be said!
Spicy. I practiced for a while, and I was a little proud. I often show off my calligraphy book in front of new classmates, pick up their words and ridicule them: "Oh, is this a word?" This is similar to the footprint of a chicken. "Seeing me like this, Mr. Tang picked up my calligraphy exercise book and said to me earnestly," Writing is similar to being a man. If you want to write horizontally and vertically, you can't write well. "Look at Yang Yali, his handwriting is very straight, but she doesn't shout at all." After listening to Mr. Tang's words, my face turned red and white, just like eating red pepper, and my tears almost came out.
Sweet and aggressive, I secretly made up my mind: I must practice calligraphy well. Pick up the pen and "wave" it after finishing your homework every day. Practice in winter and three days in summer. A calligraphy competition was held with the school. I wrote the word "Heaven rewards diligence" and was finally awarded a special prize by the teacher. I happily sang: "Calligraphy, calligraphy, I love you just like a mouse loves rice." Haha, this taste is sweeter than eating candied haws.
Yes, learning calligraphy made me taste the ups and downs, and also made me understand: "It is cold if it is not frozen, and sweet is fragrant."