The school was collecting works the other day! I decided to write in Chinese calligraphy. I picked up the brush in my right hand and dipped it in some ink. I saw my hands shaking and thought, I must write well. Don't be like I wrote last time, "The book is full of stones". I broke the words on the book because there were too many ink stains. So, I settled down to dip in ink and brought a piece of rice paper, which meticulously read "Water and sky are one color". Finally finished a work, and a big stone in my heart also fell. I looked at the work I just finished, flattered, sweeter than eating honey, and thought: it's my turn to win the prize this time! I picked up the pen again and wrote "Xie Chuanhao's book in Class 4 1" in the lower left corner of the work. I was happy to give my work to my teacher, who said, "Well, it's good" and carefully put it away. A few days later, the head teacher gave awards to several award-winning students in our class at the class meeting. When the teacher read: "Xie Chuanhao, you won the second prize of calligraphy, so please!" At that time, I jumped three feet to the podium happily, and then the teacher gave me a thick red certificate of honor. I was so excited that I forgot to say thank you! Because it was my first work certificate of honor, I will never forget the moment when the teacher gave me the award!