The road to learning art composition 400 words 1 I was dragged by my mother to report all kinds of things since I was a child. When I first learned calligraphy, I was full of curiosity. You thought it would be interesting, and you thought it would bring me full harvest and happiness.
When I first started practicing calligraphy, as expected, the handwriting was uneven and not written by people at all. It's dark and crowded, not neat at all. It's like being caught by chicken feet. I can't read it myself.
Once, the teacher asked us all to practice calligraphy together as homework after class. I write quickly, just a few times. I handed it to the teacher, and when the teacher saw it, the smiling face suddenly darkened. He asked me, "Did you write this?" I said, "Yes". He began to get serious and gave me a lesson. At that time, I was in a bad mood and was about to cry, so I made up my mind to write the words well. At home, I won't idle away as usual. I start practicing calligraphy as soon as I have time, and I find time to practice calligraphy every day, just to practice calligraphy for my teacher. Gradually, I found myself changed, writing better, and being more in control of my time. Mother often said: "After the child practices calligraphy, he has finished writing without wasting time. He also got rid of the bad habit of "fishing for three days and drying the net for two days" and obeyed a lot! Thanks to that teacher. " Once, I handed my homework to my teacher, who praised me. He said happily, "Look, as long as you work hard, the words will be written!" " "These praises have given me great encouragement. I will never be criticized by the teacher again, and I will never feel wronged again.
There is no end to learning, we must strive for perfection, and we must not be ignorant and self-righteous. You know, there are people outside.
Once, my mother took me to an art exhibition. I saw beautiful pictures. At that time, I wanted to draw very interesting pictures, not only to relax, but also to write beautifully. From then on, I fell in love with painting.
But when I started painting, it was really a hell on earth!
When I first entered the painting class, the teacher asked me to draw a picture first. I drew it three times, five times and twice. The teacher came to have a look and shook his head, showing me the paintings of other big brothers and sisters. I went to find a big brother and looked around. I found that his wings are symmetrical on both sides and the picture is neat. And my wings are big and small, and the picture is not neat. The beauty of eldest brother is incomparable, and my ugliness is unparalleled. Others use 1 hour, and I use it for 6 minutes, which is 10 times!
Just then, the teacher came up and said, "Never mind, I used to be like you." Suddenly, the lost stone in my heart was moved away by me. With the encouragement of my teacher, I finally found my confidence.
I gradually upgraded from a messy painting to a serious painting.
But grandma protested because it was cold in winter and the clothes were not easy to wash. She couldn't wash it off, so I had to give up painting.
A few days later, I came up with a good idea. In the future, I will wear a skirt every time I draw, so I don't need to wash it.
Now painting has become an indispensable part of my life. In my heart, it is my friend.
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Art is not far away from us, as long as you feel it with your heart, you can feel the infinite charm and attraction of art! -inscription
I have a strong interest in literature and art, and musical instruments, dancing and singing can bring me endless happiness. They have been with me for almost five years, and he has brought me countless joys and sorrows.
happy
I have been learning musical instruments for almost four years, and I can play one beautiful tune after another with melodious piano sound. In our musical instrument class, I ranked first! This is inseparable from my efforts, and this gratifying achievement is also my reward!
angry
Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday is my "suffering day". Why do you say that? Because I have to practice piano for three days. It is not difficult to practice the piano, but what is bitter is my father's critical words when I practice the piano. This is clearly "finding bones in eggs"! I have practiced the piano very hard, but my father still ...
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I have been learning dance for almost a year. When I first started learning, I didn't want to! I think it's too difficult to practice dancing, and I don't want to practice. When I first started dancing, I cried silently several times! You must ask me, "Why are you crying?" To tell the truth, it's because the teacher wants us to spread our legs. I'm almost twelve years old. It's too difficult for me to stretch my legs. But now there is no problem, I have learned!
happy
If you choose literature and art, you choose to pay! I bought a little success with my efforts! Every time I see everyone's admiring eyes, my heart is full of joy.
I've always wanted to learn a musical instrument I like. Last winter vacation, my mother enrolled me in a drum training class.
As soon as I entered the drum classroom, I saw several sets of drum sets. Each set of drums consists of drums and cymbals, big and small. What sound can these drums and cymbals make? I started the class with curiosity. The teacher said, "Students, this drum set consists of five drums and three cymbals. Each drum and cymbal has its own rhythm and timbre. " First, the teacher told us the function of each drum. Next, the teacher taught us how to hold the drum stick, and then let us practice basic skills, first single jump, once left and once right, then double jump, twice left and twice right, and triple jump ... The teacher is very strict with our basic skills training, and no mistakes are allowed.
We are going to take the third grade exam, and the teacher added a drum to us. At first, I was in a hurry. The beat in my hand was right and the beat on my foot was wrong. The beat on the foot is right, but the beat on the hand is wrong. I haven't practiced for a long time and want to give up learning. My mother encouraged me to say, "Baby, if you want to learn this major, you must learn it thoroughly, and you must finish what you do. You can't give up halfway." Through my mother's encouragement, I am full of confidence in myself. I must practice the drum set well.
Although there is still a long way to learn to play drums, I have learned a truth: I must persist in everything and can't give up as soon as I encounter difficulties. Perseverance should be your friend and patience should be your brother. Only by perseverance can you succeed.
Everyone may have studied an art, such as painting, paper-cutting, playing the piano and cello ... I have also studied an art, which is a very old folk instrument-erhu.
In the second grade, I entered the erhu special class because of curiosity. At that time, I signed up for a special class, not because I liked it, but because I felt that I had never heard of this name and was curious about me. My hand was slowly raised, so I signed up for a special class, but another reason was that I wanted to play for my classmates at the school's New Year's Eve party, so I had to choose.
In the process of learning erhu, I suffered many setbacks. I wanted to finish class many times, but I didn't reach my decision. Once I went to a special class, I was still young and my attention was not concentrated, which led to my failure to attend the class properly. I was criticized by my teacher, which made me very painful. Once, I was playing a piece of music, but when I played it, everything was normal and I couldn't feel simpler. Later, my fingers began to hurt somehow, and my skin was broken. Later, I asked the teacher to know that it was because I didn't listen well in that class, because I held the bow in the wrong position and my finger slipped. Later, I never dared not listen carefully. Later, I devoted myself to playing erhu. Later, my dream came true, and I could play for my classmates at the school's New Year's Party.
This is the way I study art, which makes me feel happy and painful.
I don't know when I liked music, so I signed up for a violin class. Now that I am in the sixth grade, I can't attend the extra-long class, but I still often think of the ups and downs in the extra-long class.
I remember before I went to Huaying, I thought art was just painting and singing casually. Once I showed off in front of my mother, "Mom, do you believe that I sing better than you?" Mom said: "I see you, come back after a few years of practice." Is your school not a special class? " I think you should go to class. "I believed my mother's words and came to the violin special class by mistake." At first, I thought the violin was fun, so I began to study it seriously. I remember one time: the teacher taught us a tune that needed to be plucked. I thought it was very nice, so I practiced it seriously. But in just a few days, my hand was bruised several times, which made me feel like I was hit by a hammer. I want to give up. I thought: the violin is too difficult. Not suitable for people who are afraid of suffering like me, or I gave up. Well, why should I suffer? I want to talk to my teacher about my resignation. The teacher suddenly came to me and asked me with concern: "Wang Bingxin heard that you have blisters on your hands, so I'll give you some ointment." Hearing this, my heart warmed up and I forgot everything I wanted to get off work. From now on, I will study hard on the violin, which has become a hobby I can't give up.
Although I know violin is not easy to learn, I will learn it well.
I have a hobby: Taekwondo. I have persisted in this hobby for a long time. Sometimes he gives me honor, sometimes he gives me pain, and sometimes he gives me happiness.
I like taekwondo since I was a child. I have a very good teacher. We have won many awards, more than one or two, and we have seen them all, including first place, second place, third place, team award, singles award and so on. Let's sit up and take notice. We admire him very much. He teaches very well and has made many martial arts students.
Once, I couldn't learn an action that Teacher Lin taught me alone, but I couldn't. Lin began to look for problems and said, "You can't do this action, not that you can't, but that you don't pay attention. Look around. " Be serious, don't focus on two things, don't concentrate. "I got serious and soon learned this difficult action for me. Teacher Lin pulled me to the front and said, "You should practice hard." I nodded my head. After the teacher calls me, I will learn every movement, even if it is difficult. Teacher Lin always pays attention to my every move, and my level has risen again and again. My career as an artist sometimes makes me very happy and makes me daily growing. Let me grow, my growth is not just a figure, but a truth.
I deeply remember the teacher's words. My hobby teacher taught me a lot, so I like Taekwondo. My way to learn art is pickles. He kept me waiting for many reasons. Sometimes he gives me honor, sometimes he gives me pain, and sometimes he gives me happiness.
As long as you persist, you can reach the other side of success. -inscription
On this day, it's almost time for drawing class, but I'm still sitting on the ground reading. My mother came over and said in surprise, "Why haven't you gone to the painting class yet?" We're gonna be late! "I put down the book and looked at my mother. I said, "My mother is too tired to draw. I don't want to go. " My mother looked at me after listening. Her eyes seemed to be thinking and questioning. Stunned, not angry, but calmly said to me: "Painting, from primary school to college, I also let you try other interests, but in the end you gave up, only painting persisted until now. "Mom paused and looked at me with complicated eyes." However, it is rare to persist for so long. Why give up? I know, painting is boring and requires a lot of patience. When you learn to draw, you have a special skill. Painting is your choice. It's up to you whether you want to continue studying or not. "Mom said and left my room. I was silent, yes! Painting is my choice. I can't give up because of a little difficulty! Since then, I have been very serious about painting every time, and finally I have this painting person today.
Now I have a skill that I can show off at any time-drawing. I was not born to draw, but I acquired this skill through persistence and hard work. This incident made me understand that there are many setbacks and difficulties on the road to success, but you must bravely face the difficulties, get out of the thorns and run to the crown of your dreams!
I learned to dance since I was a child, because I like dancing. Dancing can cultivate the body and exercise temperament.
My kindergarten mother gave me a dance training class, and I practiced the basic skills in every class: leg press, kicking, left fork and bending. At that time, it was the first time to practice, and every time I was pressed by the teacher, it was particularly painful. I cry almost every time I come out. At this point, I also insisted on practicing in primary school.
When I arrived at Huaying Primary School, I heard that there were many special classes, only in the second grade, so I was looking forward to it. But my mother went to my special English class again, so I had to sign up for the special English class. When I was in the third grade, I came to the small dance class by chance.
When practicing basic skills, everyone else is leg press, and leg press enters the body and falls to the ground. Only me and a few classmates behind me are holding a tall body, which really hurts me. The teacher said that you should go to leg press every day and keep practicing every day to practice the fork. So I followed the teacher's beat in every class, leg press, and got off the fork. The fourth grade has come to the middle class, and you can get off the fork, but you can't get off yet. The teacher put it down occasionally, and everyone else touched the ground, only me and a few classmates were in mid-air. I'm shy.
Through my own efforts, I was admitted to the big class, which was the last year of attending the extra-long class. Leaving the fork is a piece of cake for me, but leaving the waist ... I can get off, but I can't get up. The teacher said it was difficult to connect the waist, but I just couldn't feel it. I was particularly envious when I watched Ren Mingyu bend over and grab his ankle. Every time I bend over, I am looking for a feeling, and finally I find a feeling. I can get up without others' help.
I have a really hard way to learn dance, and I will never forget my contribution to dance.
The road to learning art composition 400 words 10 Some people can persist for a lifetime, while others are discouraged because of a little setback. Without encouragement and help, it is difficult for them to persist.
I like drawing, so my mother signed me up for an extracurricular interest class, specializing in drawing. And during my study, I also experienced all kinds of ups and downs.
Sweet Hours
When I first went to learn painting, I felt that the teacher was particularly gentle. The class began, the teacher began to lecture, and I listened to the class with great interest. It happened that I prepared the content of this day in advance and did some research, so I answered half the questions. The teacher also praised me: "Great! You can answer so many questions, which shows that you have the heart to explore art, and you are a piece of painting material. Come on! " I am very happy to hear such a compliment. I'm alive and kicking like I've beaten chicken blood, and I feel like I can fly happily.
Painful time
After that, I went to the remedial class and listened to the teacher's lecture. I wanted to draw by myself, but I didn't seem to be in the state, and I couldn't draw well anyway. When I really started painting, the teacher came to tutor me alone with a sullen face, and a voice kept wandering in my ear: "No, no! The color is wrong! " I am desperate in my heart.
Acidity time
Later, under the guidance of the teacher, I didn't even have time to rest after class. I keep practicing and drawing. I feel at a loss. When the teacher saw me like this, he let himself rest. I went to my teacher in frustration and wanted her to call my mother and take me home. But I walked to the door of the office and saw the teacher making courseware. My heart is sour. The teacher worked so hard for us. How can I give up? At that moment, I decided to study.
The process and experience of learning to draw, like fire, has tempered my present skills and my strong perseverance against setbacks!
The road to learning art composition 400 words 1 1 Speaking of piano, I have a strange feeling. That's because, on my way to study art, because of it, I have tasted the ups and downs, what is hardship.
In the second and third grade, I fell in love with the piano at first sight and started my career as an artist. I practice for an hour every day. When others are having fun outside, they all respond to my sad piano sound, which is a kind of torture. But I can't help it. That was my first choice, and my heart has been sour.
On the way of learning art, there is a person who plays an important role, mom. It's a person. There are times when I get bored. I finally broke out, but my mother succeeded in stopping me. For this reason, I suppressed a lot of emotions in my heart. Who can I talk to?
Everyone has an impulse to learn after hearing my beautiful piano sound. I have a lot of feelings in my heart, learning? A simple word, but they don't know how many hard processes there are behind the word "learning". Who can understand it? It's easier said than done.
I know in my heart that I can't bear to part with the piano, but ... the piano, you have completely carved it into my heart.
I studied dance in kindergarten, which was encouraged by my mother. I have seen others dance before, and I like dancing very much.
This is my first day to sign up for a dance class, where there are many little girls my age. I put on my dancing shoes and walked into the team to wait for the teacher. I thought dancing was easy, as long as I learned the movements well. But the teacher came and said, "Only by practicing basic skills can you learn to dance. First put your legs on the practice pole and press leg press. " I put my legs on, and the teacher came over and pressed our bodies with his hands. I was sweating with pain, but it didn't relieve the pain. My leg still hurts after practicing, and I can't walk well. I told my mother that I wanted to give up. It hurts to practice leg press's basic skills. Mother said: "No, since you have decided to do it, you can't give up halfway, you can't be a deserter, you must stick to it!" " "Mom's words made me grit my teeth and stick to it. After practicing for several months, I can finally bend down and be a horse. We began to learn dance. With my persistence and hard work, I can jump out of a dance and take part in a performance. Although I didn't get a good ranking in the performance, I applauded my efforts and sweat.
As the saying goes: "One minute on stage, ten years off stage." This is how I study art in kindergarten. Later, because my parents were busy at work and didn't have time to accompany me, I didn't study. However, that part of the road to learning art still makes me unforgettable.
The stage is like a magnet, attracting me all the time.
When I was in kindergarten, I liked to twist around in class. At that time, I was the "dancing king" in my class, telling me what to do.
In kindergarten, my mother signed me up for a dance class. This may be my talent, or I may be attracted by this beautiful dance and this beautiful music! In this way, I started dancing. In the first class, the teacher taught us to bend over. We are like a piece of dough in the teacher's hand, bent and straight, and we can do whatever we want. At that time, many students cried because of the pain, but I didn't. Because I know that this is the road I chose, and I can't give up anyway. After the teacher taught us, let's go down by ourselves, and so on. When I came down, because the footwall was unstable, it was really upside down. There are a group of planes flying overhead. At that time, I encouraged myself to say, "I am better than others, and I can't do it twice or three times at a time." After a period of devil training, my figure has always appeared in the training room, and my sweat spilled all over the room and soaked the training room. Finally, through my efforts, I appeared on various stages and was unanimously recognized by teachers and judges.
I will be recognized because I shut myself in my room and practice and repeat an action over and over again. My mother called me, but I couldn't hear her. Soon the sweat embraced me and I wanted to take a bath.
I remember when I was in the fourth grade, where I went and my stage was there. When I was in the community, I would jump on a section from time to time to attract passers-by to stop and watch.
With the summer gone and the cold coming, I can gradually do such difficult movements as scratching my feet and rolling, which are of great use in society and games.
The stage is where I succeed. It has exercised my courage and perseverance. I am the brightest pearl on the stage.
I remember when I was four or five years old, I had an unrealistic dream-I wanted to be a dancer when I grew up, so I pestered my parents to sign up for a dance class, thinking that I could succeed, but it was not.
Every class, we should do some basic training first. The most unforgettable thing is to make a split, with legs sticking to the ground from thigh to toe, and students riding each other to increase leg press's time. At this time, my sweat is always dripping with tears as big as beans. In the pain and discomfort, I understand a truth: the road to learning art is not as smooth as I imagined, but a road full of thorns and twists and turns. But I also know very well that if I don't work hard, how will I know the result!
"Don't be afraid to take this step because you are afraid that the thorns on the ground will stain your precious new shoes, and don't lose the pleasure of chasing dreams because of fear, because only the road extending in the thorns will make you strong, let you dare to face everything, and let you exchange sincerity for the pleasure of chasing dreams." These words were said to me by my teacher. Although I didn't understand what she was saying at that time, I understand everything now.
I hide my tears in my heart, and I will endure no matter how bitter I am in training, because I have chosen you from countless choices, and I will definitely stick to it. There is a saying, "How can I see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?" After unremitting efforts, I successfully passed the CET-8 for English majors last year. I know that TEM-8 is nothing, but the hard training in recent years has made me understand that as long as I have a dream, I will pursue it, work hard and struggle, and I am not afraid of this thorny road. Success will wave to you, and my suffering and fatigue are worth it.
This is the way I study art, from which I realize hardship and truth. The way I study art makes me stronger, braver and more confident.
The road to learning art composition 400 words 15 Hulusi-an ancient Dai art, its beautiful rhyme can calm people's restless hearts and make people intoxicated with its moving melody. When I was in the second grade, I was lucky enough to come into contact with this touching musical instrument, and I embarked on the road of learning art from then on.
The first time I saw the gourd silk, I was attracted by its beautiful appearance: the gourd silk consists of a gourd and three bamboo tubes, and the gourd on it becomes very round and smooth after polishing, and it feels quite good in my hand; There are three bamboo tubes under the gourd, one is long and the other is short, and there are seven delicate holes in the first six and the last six. There is a plug on each of the two short bamboo tubes. Holding it in my hand and waving it excitedly, the gourd silk almost fell to the ground, leaving me speechless.
To learn cucurbit silk, the first thing to learn is the scale. Aim at the blowhole on the cucurbit silk and blow on it. Students are eager to try, some are red, like a red persimmon; Some blew a little, but intermittently; Others couldn't even make a sound at all ... under the kind guidance of the teacher, we finally made a sound.
After the first class, I became interested in cucurbit silk. Since then, every night, my beautiful and soft cucurbit music will reverberate in the community. ...
Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, I rose from Grade Two to Grade Four. This summer, we came to Yunnan, the hometown of Hulusi, and participated in the first national competition in my life. In the past two years, my technology has advanced by leaps and bounds. Although I competed with my peers selected by the whole country, I won the gold medal!
Although I have achieved good results in cucurbit silk, I always deeply understand that my road to learning art is endless!