Every Saturday afternoon? We came to Yilei Primary School to learn how to write Chinese calligraphy. Class? A male teacher came into the classroom and said gently, "Students? Although you are a beginner? But I hope you write well. " It's over? The teacher gave everyone a piece of paper from Mi Zige and said, "Write your name on the paper you just sent." Students take out their "Four Treasures of the Study" and write carefully. What about me? I don't know how to write it. My mother reminded me to write: one, two, three, four, five ... Time passed by, and I was so nervous that I sweated for these numbers.
I ran to the bathroom to wash my hands? When I look in the mirror. Huh? Ink all over your face? Like Xiaohua Mall. What happened afterwards? I insist on writing in brush every day. Were you serious at first? I got tired of it within a few weeks. Boring? See the children playing outside? My heart itches. The teacher brought some works written by big brother and big sister? I envy you, from now on? My interest in calligraphy is getting stronger and stronger? The handwriting is getting better and better. Win prizes in every competition? What excites me most is winning a gold medal.