A. Examples of art-learning compositions
"After we have learned how to hold a brush, we will start writing." The teacher said, "First, we must start with basic strokes." Because I just started writing calligraphy, so I was a little timid and couldn't put my pen down. So, I thought to myself: "I must learn to write calligraphy with a brush. Finally, I wrote the first stroke. Because the hair of the brush was too soft and not as hard as a pen, the writing was very ugly and the strokes were twisted. It's twisted like a snake, and I can't always write straight, especially the writing part. I always draw the starting and ending parts of the pen into two round balls. In class, I write. The most ugly. The teacher looked at my calligraphy work and said to me: "It doesn't matter, keep working hard." "Since then, I have practiced very hard every day. At school, I asked the teacher for help, and at home, I practiced seriously. After two or three months of hard work, I finally got the brush right. In the past few months, I have been able to hold the brush steadily. I was so tired! However, even though I held the brush firmly, my handwriting still didn't improve at all. Looking at the ugly and crooked words, I felt a little regretful, "I should have known it." It's so painful to practice calligraphy. I really shouldn't have asked my father to sign me up for calligraphy classes in the first place. "
The next day, I came to the calligraphy class and was about to say goodbye to everyone. The teacher came over and said to me seriously: "You can't give up. 'Nothing is difficult in the world, I'm afraid "If you have no effort, there will be no gain." As long as you work hard, you will succeed..." After listening to the teacher's words, I thought for a while: "Yes, I actually chose to learn to write. Calligraphy with calligraphy, it should be Work hard to practice it well and don't give up halfway. "Thinking of this, I gained confidence again, and finally, I "picked up the brush" again.
Since then, I have practiced calligraphy harder every day, and I have been more careful than before. In addition to going to school, I , writing homework and reviewing lessons, I spent the rest of the time practicing calligraphy. Every time after the calligraphy class, I would stay in the classroom and ask the teacher for some tips on writing calligraphy.
In this way, I practiced hard, and gradually, writing calligraphy became a pleasure in my life.
My calligraphy gradually became better...
B. My path to learning art 400-word essay
My path to learning art
When I was a child, my mother wanted to train me to be an artist. I just entered elementary school. So she took me to the Children's Palace to register for a class. My mother asked me to make my own choice. I looked at it and found that there was nothing I liked, so we went home disappointed.
Slowly, the matter dragged on. I didn't know where to start until I was in third grade. A few years later, the school organized an interest class and I was selected into the "Printmaking" class. After hearing this, my mother immediately prepared materials for me. I also thought it was quite interesting, so I agreed.
The first step was to make a drawing, then to make a drawing, and finally to make a rubbing. After I finished the drawing, I went to show it to the teacher. At first, the teacher said that my drawing was too complicated and difficult to carve, so I immediately went to correct it. After I made the correction, the teacher said that the drawing was too simple, so I went to correct it again, but In the end, the teacher said no, so I tore up the manuscript after I went back. My mother asked me what was wrong, and I told her my problem. After she told me, she found some information for me to read and asked me to continue. Work hard. I finally finished the drawing. It’s time for me to stereotype. When doing stereotypes, I have to use a carving knife. The teacher told us to be careful, but I still hurt my hand because of my lack of skills. I didn’t learn anything. Finally, with the encouragement of my parents, I went to learn it. I bit the bullet and finished carving the board. After all, it was the bride getting into the sedan chair - the first time, I carved the board very poorly. I was ready to make rubbings again, but maybe there was too much ink. After printing, I couldn’t see the picture at all. I printed another one, and the effect of this one was much better than that one. The teacher also praised me and said that I had made progress. . I was very happy because I finally worked hard.
Later, I made progress again and again, and our work was framed by the teacher.
Although I no longer study printmaking, I will never forget my first success.
C. A 1,000-word essay on my art learning story
Everyone has their own experience in learning art, such as dancing, singing, painting, etc. Diverse. My process of learning Go was even more ordinary, but it taught me that I should actively think of solutions when facing difficulties.
Since I was six years old, my father asked me to learn to play Go. I like playing Go very much. In this way, I have an indissoluble bond with Go.
I clearly remember the game of chess I played when I was eight years old. It was a cold and windy winter, and my companions and I sat comfortably in the Go classroom. Finally it was time for class, and we immediately started playing chess. My opponent is the second-level player I am familiar with - Fan Boyan.
We moved our hands up and down, and in less than 10 minutes, there were seventy or eighty chess pieces on the board. Suddenly, Fan Boyan made a "wonderful move". My three sunspots were in danger, and I was suddenly at a loss. My eyes were fixed on every piece and space on the chessboard. The sweat on my forehead rolled down quietly and dripped gently on my hands. My body couldn't help but move forward, and the hand holding the chess piece trembled. I didn't know where to put this crucial chess piece. At this time, the teacher walked out of the classroom. Cao Cheng next to him shouted: "Come and see! Wang Yiyi is going to lose! We can't win consecutively!" The classmates immediately gathered around us. My head hung down and I covered my ears with my hands. I felt very embarrassed. Looking at each chess piece, they seemed to be shouting: "Lost! Shame! So shameful!" I buried my head even lower.
Suddenly, I felt someone pat me gently from behind. I turned my head slowly, and it turned out to be my close friend--Ren Yanheng. He quietly said to me: "Don't just look at the local part in everything, take into account the overall situation. The same goes for Go. If you only lose a few pieces and then give up, then you will never win. As long as you face difficulties and actively think of solutions, you will definitely win." Success!" I suddenly realized, my sinking head lifted up again, and I regained a little confidence. I took out a chess piece from the chess box and was about to take it, but I hesitated and retracted my hand. I stared at the three black stones on the chessboard and thought. It's better to discard them and replace them with solid and reliable Houshi! The value of thick momentum is far greater than three chess pieces. Great, I can turn the situation around!
So, I put the chess piece in my hand on the chessboard with a "snap". The classmates all looked at me in surprise. Looking at the puzzled faces, Ren Yanheng and I both smiled happily. At this time, I felt that the chess pieces on the chessboard were cheering for me happily: "Wang, please work harder and believe in yourself!" So, I mustered up the courage to continue the fierce battle with Fan Boyan.
In the end, I won the game with a huge advantage and broke the winning streak.
From the age of six to now, I have gained more or less experience from every game of chess I play. This game of chess played when I was eight years old made me understand: No matter what you do, you must face difficulties bravely and actively use your brain to find solutions, so that you can take every step of life well.
D. An essay about my own learning story (composition base camp)
I remember it was the summer when I was 12 years old. It was a sunny Sunday. I loved reading. How could you miss such a good opportunity to study? So, I worked hard and finally dragged my mother through the door of Xinhua Bookstore. This was the trigger for me to embark on the path of learning art. As soon as I entered the bookstore, I immediately ran happily to the "Science Fiction" section - that is the place I must visit when I come to the bookstore. With my mind full of fantasies, I would always pick up a science fiction novel and be reluctant to put it down. Even if I wasted my lunch time, I would insist on reading it to the end. Just as I was enjoying reading it, my mother came over, holding a book on sketching techniques in her hand. I browsed through it briefly, and found that the book was full of portraits, which looked lifelike and lifelike when viewed from a distance. The book also talks about some techniques for practicing sketching.
My mother said to me with a smile on her face: "How is it? Are you interested?" Although I was very playful, when I saw these sketches, I suddenly felt an unusual feeling in my heart. That feeling cannot be expressed in words. I don’t know whether it was a whim or strong envy. In short, a powerful force brought me to the registration office of the Youth Palace. Although that is the place I least want to step into, being able to draw such an outstanding portrait is indeed something I can be proud of. So, my journey of learning art began. Every Sunday afternoon, I always have to leave the TV and leave that wonderful picture. Embark on the journey of learning sketching. At the beginning, the teacher taught me how to draw lines. The straight and slender lines gently left traces on the paper - that was the teacher's handwriting; the rough and curved line segments were like drops of unsightly ink, dripping on the paper. On the beautiful picture, it is so ugly. The teacher said: "Don't worry, take your time." This sentence greatly enhanced my confidence, "Everything is difficult at the beginning, and you are already doing very well in painting for the first time." One day passed, a month or even a few months passed Time passed... After a year of hard work, I finally changed from drawing lines to painting plaster geometry, and from plaster geometry to colored still lifes. This is the sweet and fruitful fruit that I have gained after studying sketching for a year. Now, I still insist on learning sketching, because there are more difficult objects waiting for me, greater tests waiting for me, and more fruitful fruits waiting for me to pick. I will not give up, even if my slender fingers are worn rough, even if my young fingers are worn raw, I will still not give up. Because this is a skill, an art. How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? I will keep practicing and never give up!
E. A 500-word essay on the story of learning skills
The eighth unit’s composition teaching content introduces the stories and feelings in the process of learning skills. It reflects the beauty of interesting art and illustrates the hardship and sweat required to learn an art well. Teaching Objectives 1. Let students appreciate the beauty of various art forms, cultivate a love for art, and at the same time cultivate the ability of oral expression, listening and the habit of observing life attentively. 2. Encourage students to apply the methods of expressing feelings experienced in reading to their exercises, and initially learn to incorporate their own associations and imagination into their exercises. Preparation before class: Ask students to bring a photo of themselves learning art, participating in art appreciation activities, or bring a piece of art they like. Teaching Process 1. Create an Atmosphere and Stimulate the Desire for Communication 1. Create an atmosphere for communication. Teacher videos display hand-knitting, clay dolls, paper-cut works, or multimedia demonstrations of various scenes related to art, so that the entire classroom has a good communicative atmosphere, thus stimulating The engine, the student's desire to speak. (Design intention: to display various artistic methods or works of art and create a communicative atmosphere.) 2. Display students' works. At the beginning of the class, let students display interesting pictures of their studies and make a brief introduction. Teacher camera guidance: With the increasing improvement of living standards, art has become an indispensable spiritual food in our lives. The children in our class are all versatile and well-informed. This is the result of our hard study in daily life. (Design intention: to display the handicrafts made by students before class, to pave the way for the main content of this exercise.) 2. Introduction on stage. The teacher can invite 1 to 2 students to come on stage to introduce the handicrafts, and detail the stories that happened during the learning and production process and themselves. feelings.
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(The teacher writes on the blackboard one by one the good words and sentences quoted by the students during their narration, especially the feelings and imagination parts.
This should be emphasized repeatedly. Let students know that adding their own imagination and association when narrating can make the plot unfold, enrich the content, and be more vivid and touching.) (Design intention: introduce the story and personal experience, and practice oral expression skills.) 3. Group communication 1 . Teachers can divide students into art study groups, art appreciation groups, art appreciation activity groups, etc. based on the content of photos or artworks brought by students.
2. Communicate within the group, point out strengths and weaknesses, and help improve. 3. Each group recommends one representative to communicate with the whole class and make suggestions for modifications. (Design
F. A 300-word essay on the road to learning and art
An essay on the road to learning and art
Whenever I see the piano in the corner, I would smile happily because I persisted!
I still remember that when I was in fourth grade, my mother enrolled me in a piano class and I only took two lessons. The teacher praised me for playing very well and being the smartest among all the students she had ever seen.
After listening to the teacher’s words, I started to feel complacent every time I heard the teacher say that I must practice twice when I go home. After just one hour of practice, I always thought about going out to play. My mother asked me to practice the piano more, so I would secretly run out to play. There were several times when I didn’t go to piano lessons!
As you can imagine, I couldn’t even play the music I learned from the teacher! But I didn’t accept the lesson and kept going my own way.
p>Finally one day, the teacher called my dad and told me. When I got home, my dad called me over and asked me seriously: "Why can't you play the music? Are you being playful? You are punished." You are not allowed to watch TV or play on the computer for a month!" He beat me up.
I was not convinced, so I started to give up on myself. I thought to myself: What's the use of learning piano? Or not. Learn it!
Until one day, the teacher waited for the other students to leave and said to me sincerely: "Don't give up on yourself, have perseverance. Learning piano can beautify the soul. It turns out that the person you laughed at is now I've already left you far behind. But you still have time to catch up. ""Really?" "Of course, you have to keep practicing."
I started practicing hard as soon as I got home. Qin, after several months of hard work, I have finally become a good role model for everyone!
This story tells me a truth: persevere in doing things and don’t give up easily.
G. The process of learning art (composition of 400 words)
The process of learning art
Chess has a magical attraction for me
When I was five years old. When I was young, I lived at my grandma's house and often went to my uncle's house to play. Every time I went there, I would see him playing chess with others. Over time, my curiosity grew. I just followed my uncle and shouted: "Bonus! Vault! Cart! Arch pawn!"
One day, my uncle asked me if I wanted to learn chess. I was overjoyed, but I was worried that no one would teach me!
Because I was used to watching my uncle play chess, I quickly learned how to play chess.
My uncle wanted to go out for a while, and before leaving, he gave me a task: play chess with myself, so that I can learn from it. I found my own shortcomings. At first, I was dubious. After trying a few games, I found that I couldn't keep up with the veteran's shortcomings. I didn't know where to fly.
The door rang. Well, my uncle finally came back. I jumped out like a little monkey, clamoring for my uncle to play chess with me, and my uncle had to agree.
The cannons of war sounded, and I was serious and cautious; but my uncle was drinking water and playing with his mobile phone...
"General!"
Yeah! Why didn't I notice his car? It's broken, what should I do? I'm like an ant on a hot pot.
Suddenly, my eyes lit up. The soldier fell down and ate my uncle's car, but the general was facing him. My uncle "killed" my veteran general in one step, and my whole army was "annihilated".
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H. A 300-word essay on my learning and training in boxing
Nowadays, more and more friends from my neighbors are learning to practice Taekwondo.
Sometimes they come home wearing Taoist uniforms and look majestic, which makes me feel a little envious.
So I pestered my parents to send me to a training class to practice Taekwondo. Dad said, can I bear it if I am so skinny? My mother said I should save it and put my time and energy into studying. When I heard this, I became anxious and continued to talk about many benefits of practicing boxing, especially for learning, which not only has no impact on the body, but is actually helpful. My parents couldn't resist my teasing, and finally nodded.
On the first day of practicing boxing, the coach told us seriously: "The 'Tao' in Taekwondo refers to the noble quality of respecting others." I didn't quite understand the meaning of this "Tao" at the time. . Later, under the careful guidance of the coach, I learned the basic movements: changing jump steps, sliding left and sliding right. Gradually, I was able to kick forward, kick forward, and chop downward...
But one day, there was a little friction between Xiaopang and I. I kicked him away without any scruples, and Xiaopang held it. She cried loudly with her belly full. As a result, Fatty didn't come to practice boxing for three days. At that time, I was both afraid and regretful that I was too reckless. The coach severely criticized me and said that this behavior was against the "boxing spirit". I was also punished accordingly and had to "quietly reflect" for ten minutes.
In the following days, after practicing hard, I finally qualified to participate in the competition. Maybe it was because I was on the court for the first time and had no on-field experience and was overly nervous. I temporarily forgot to bow to the referee and coach. I didn't react until the other person bowed, and my impression points were deducted. It's a pity when I think about it. After the game, the coach taught me that whether it is practice or competition, I must have the "Tao" in my heart.
Since then, I have gradually understood that practicing Taekwondo is to strengthen the body, not to maliciously attack others. Although you are practicing boxing, you must also improve your moral cultivation and know how to treat others politely and respect others. I understood from the bottom of my heart the true meaning of the coach’s words, “Put Tao first in boxing, and practice Tao while learning boxing.”
I. Story composition on the road to learning art
My stage
"Make a beautiful front axle, and then assume the prescribed posture, okay, not bad! Just keep going like this for a while, and the performance will begin soon! "
With the dance teacher's concern and encouragement, a little girl bent her legs in front of her, resisting the pain in her jaw, and posed. Then other actors come on stage.
When she first appeared in front of the audience, it was the first time she heard everyone clapping their hands because of her, and she was extremely excited. With all the joy and excitement she successfully completed her first stage performance...
That's right! That little girl is me!
Since then, I have loved not only singing, but also dancing, performing and showing off my talents. God also seems to know what I want. Many times He has given me that "gift" that I feel happy about, but I always pass it by.
When I was young, my mother read in the newspaper that a TV station group was recruiting young actors. She knew about my hobby and immediately told me the news. I was really happy to know that I had such an opportunity, but I was too young and missed my mother too much, so I didn't sign up in the end. Looking back now, I really feel a little regretful, after all, it is what I love. But this is not the only opportunity. God always connects "gifts" with music. When Zhang was a little older, there were piano teachers and ballet teachers who came to choose newcomers. The moment he stood out from the many candidates, he was pleasantly surprised again. But my family couldn't afford a piano, and because of my father's opposition, I missed out on my literary and artistic life...
Another thing that satisfies me is the school's annual art festival, which is held in middle school. I didn’t miss a show in three years. Whenever I stand beautifully on the stage, my heart is full of excitement, and I feel that the entire stage belongs to my world at this moment.
Yes, this stage is indeed not big, but it is indeed the place where I realize my dream. As I grew up and learned more about the entertainment industry, I yearned for it more and more. I learned to sing the songs of my favorite stars and performed on their MTV.
From the moment the lights shine, I am the most dazzling star! Stand on the stage with a microphone and sing your own songs, letting your singing voice fill the entire stage; stand on the stage waving your body and dancing in your own style, letting your dance accentuate the entire scene. After the perfect curtain call, I knew that I was not nervous. What I saw was the swinging light sticks; what I heard was warm applause; what I had was the warmth of the fans, and what I had realized was the dream in my heart!
However, I know clearly that the splendid stage in my heart cannot be stepped on in one step! Without a strong will, there will be no motivation to step on; without a solid foundation, it will be difficult to step on; without abundant strength, it will not last long! Therefore, what I need to insist on is faith; what I need to lay a solid foundation; what I need to accumulate is experience; what I need to store is strength. I believe that opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared, and luck favors those who are confident.
It is said that life is a stage, but what I need is not only this stage, but also a stage within a stage. I know that I have a pair of invisible wings that will take me to fly bravely, make the lights flash, make the applause loud, and let my life release the beauty!
Learning Guitar
Ever since I saw my buddies playing guitar last year, I have been deeply attracted by the instrument. Watching them play superbly and beautifully, I I wanted to practice guitar even more. My father discovered my interest and bought me a guitar. At that time, I devoted all my energy to practicing guitar, seeking the highest realm.
In the beginning, I first practiced fingering - that is, practicing the strings managed by each finger. The cousin who taught me wrote the fingering sheet for me, and asked me to practice it patiently and improve my speed. Of course, I devoted myself to it. It’s time to invest in guitar training! After more than a week of hard training, the fingering exercises are basically completed. The speed is so fast that people can’t hear the strings being played! Next, I have to learn to press ***. My brother taught me to read books. Pulling out the guitar score from the book to practice, he solemnly said to me: "If you want to practice guitar well, you must endure hardship and not be afraid of pain. Many guitar enthusiasts are intimidated by the pain and give up halfway. So we must overcome the difficulties!" After that, I concentrated on learning the lesson ***.
"Halfway", the more I studied, the harder I worked, and it seemed that the strings were lightly touched with my fingers. It was like a knife. I really thought about giving up the guitar, but I couldn't let it go. It seemed like it said to me: "Don't give up! You have to persevere and don't look down on others!" I thought: "Others can do it." I have to do whatever I want, and since God doesn’t allow me to give up, I have to keep learning!” So, I concentrated on learning again, overcame all the pain, and persisted to the end with amazing perseverance.
Finally, God paid off, and I mastered the technique of pressing strings. Looking at the dark blue guitar, the beautiful Confucius seemed to open his round mouth wide, singing an inspiring song, singing for me.
A round of hard days passed, and then I had to improve myself. After that, the guitar and I became inseparable friends, and we even performed, showing off our talents at school and on the radio station.
My beloved guitar, thank you very much. You have made me understand that in the long road of life, although there are many difficulties, as long as you dare to try and challenge, you will definitely become a strong person in life.
Guitar, I love you.
Do you think it’s okay?