No matter in study, work or life, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (thesis). I believe many people will find the composition difficult to write. The following are the painter's compositions I have compiled for reference only, hoping to help you.
painter's composition 1
I am an ordinary pupil, but my dream is extraordinary. My dream is to be a painter.
At the beginning of my painting study, when I was sketching, my teacher asked us to draw a towering mountain. In a short time, a painting that I thought was perfect was completed. I brought it back to my mother, but my mother said, "You didn't draw this, did you?" I said confidently, "I drew this. Call the teacher if you don't believe me!" " My mother really called to ask. After learning the truth, my mother looked excited and hugged me and said, "You are a great son!" " I feel so happy too.
Since then, I have more confidence in painting, and I have learned that I can't do things half-heartedly, and I should be an aesthetic and independent person. I want to paint all the things in the world, crawling on the ground, swimming in the water and flying in the sky. I also want to paint our great motherland with my affectionate pen and proud and colorful colors, depicting her prosperity, strength and beauty.
in the evening, I had a dream. I dreamed that my dream had come true. I've really become a painter, and I'm trying to depict the majestic posture of the motherland standing in the east of the world and the little Chinese dream in my heart.
I'm awake, my dream is awake, but my dream is not awake yet. I'm going to set out towards my dream and move forward! Painter's composition 2
I have a dream since I was a child, that is to be a painter, but now there is a small change. What is it? That is to be a cartoonist. I hope I can use cartoons to bring change and joy to readers.
If you ask me, "Why do you have a dream?" I will answer this question: "Because I have been painting with joy since I was a child, painting is my talent and interest, and art can relieve people's stress." Besides, being a calligrapher is very tiring! Writing calligraphy needs to be honed for a long time. Not only is it boring to write all the time, but the teacher has also been asking the East and the West to write in the middle of the grid ... and so on. It's annoying enough, and that's not my favorite or my interest.
so what can I do to achieve my dream? You must be creative and have a sense of humor. Besides, you should know the tastes of readers, not too monotonous. You can make a plan, and the content of the plan can be written. Practice for a few minutes every day and start practicing at any time. You will have the opportunity to learn more about relevant information and participate in activities. You need to help friends with the same interests. When encountering setbacks, cheer, cheer and encourage each other. Don't be influenced by others, and your dreams may be dashed.
I hope I can dream of bringing you wireless dreams and happiness, and integrate them into your life. I also hope that you can like my cartoons and give me some support and encouragement. Painter's composition 3
Students, do you like painting? I just love it. My mother said that I have been very interested in painting since I was a child, and I always like to paint with a brush. I am still the representative of the art class in my class. Besides drawing, my handiwork is also very good, and my sister likes drawing very much. Every time I go to her house, I always compare drawing and handcraft with her. Every time I can't draw her, I think: she can do it, why can't I? It takes her two minutes to draw a pony, so can I. It takes her four minutes to make ten roses and ten lunchtime flowers. Why can't I? The answer is: I can do it, I will do it!
My mother always said, "You are really like a little donkey in art." Who cares? A little stubborn donkey is a little stubborn donkey. Anyway, I have set a theme for my future-to be a painter.
In order to enable me to learn more art knowledge and skills, my mother specially signed up for a painting class for me. In order to cultivate my interest in art, my mother always encourages me to take part in more art activities. The year before last, I took part in a painting competition in Luoyang and won the third prize. Although the third prize was not as good as the first prize, it contained my efforts and my mother's support.
I once thought that if I were a painter, I would like to paint the most beautiful things, the most touching stories and the greatest buildings in the world, just like Ma Liang. Come on! Let's fight for our dreams together. Painter's composition 4
Autumn is coming! Autumn is coming! Autumn is a magical painter. She came into the world quietly and quietly with coolness and gentleness and a box of colorful pigments.
When the "painter" came to the field, he dipped his pen in paint, and with another stroke, the crops in the field matured instantly. You see, sorghum holds up a red torch; Rice fields become golden, and from a distance, a breeze blows, and rice fields are like golden oceans. The farmer's uncle saw it, and his face was full of joy.
The painter came to the garden, and she painted it carefully. Morning glory was endowed with elegant purple, tick-tock, tick-tock, and morning glory blew a purple trumpet; Miss Qiu gave bougainvillea purplish red and pink. Although bougainvillea has only three petals, its petals also reveal a playful and lovely. It looks like the little skirts of the flower fairies from a distance! Chrysanthemum sisters are also competing to open their smiling faces, and some beautiful chrysanthemums fall vertically, like a golden waterfall; Some, like the rays of the sun, spray its vigorous vitality around; Some of them are displayed irregularly, just like a beautiful girl showing her graceful posture ... What a variety!
The "painter" came to the orchard again, and she painted a few strokes with heavy ink and light color. Persimmons turn orange-red, just like "little lanterns" covered with branches; Apples become red, round apples are like children's faces, so cute! Pomegranate opened its mouth and revealed its crystal-like teeth.
It is this "painter" who has brought us rich and varied autumn with fragrant fruits and vegetables. I love this "painter". Painter's composition 5
Looking around, there are clear streams, gorgeous flowers, singing birds and dancing butterflies. Looking around, it is an endless picture.
"Sasha Vujacic" I heard the song of spring rain. Nature, the magical painter, painted drops of rain that moistened everything. After a spring rain, I like to walk in a small village that is soaked. At this time, the village is very quiet, as if the rain had washed away the original excitement. I went to a small bamboo forest in the village to explore the "secret" in my heart. The land under my feet has been washed very soft by the rain, and I grabbed a handful of dirt with my curious hands, not to mention, it was quite comfortable. I smelled the smell of it sleeping for many years and the unique taste of nature from the soil. Bamboo is tall and straight, and their green is beyond the modulation of human beings, while nature "paints" the coat of bamboo so naturally and beautifully. Ta-da, a drop of rain slipped from the leaves and landed on my cheek. "Huh?" Did the painter accidentally drop his paint?
In the hot summer, nature, the magical painter, "painted" the sun in the sky with extra red. People in the village either turn on the air conditioner at home or fan the wind with a cattail leaf fan in the gallery. And the cicadas in the tree are shouting. As night fell, the painter "tore" the picture of the day and replaced it with a beautiful night view. There are more people in the park, the children are playing happily, the women are dancing in rows, the old people are sitting on stone benches and chatting, and there is a sound of smashing clothes by the stream, which is very rhythmic. Are they happy for the temporarily receding heat?
Autumn wind blows in waves, and nature, the magical painter, draws a bumper harvest and the autumn clothes of the big trees. I love this beautiful autumn. From a distance, the mountain used to be green and beautiful, but now the painter has added a few strokes, a red color that is about to burn, and a golden one. The colors of autumn embellish this mountain with a beautiful stroke and tick off a charming picture. I walked under a big tree, and the dead leaves flew down like butterflies, laying a golden carpet for the people in the village. When I walked on this carpet, I thought of a crisp sound in my ear. It was very clear, and I seemed to hear the sound of nature playing. Are these beautiful pictures painted for the harvest season?
The snow elves flying all over the sky are particularly beautiful. Nature, the magical painter, painted hexagonal flowers one after another. I opened the window to welcome the arrival of snowflakes. It snowed all night, and my beautiful village was all dressed in silver. Perhaps it is the purity and snow-white of snowflakes that make the world very bright. I saw many snowflake prints on the window, which seemed to decorate my window! I was so excited that I rushed to the snow. "One, two, three ..." With my pace, there are more and more footprints in the snow. This is my naughty seal. Suddenly, it began to snow again. Did the painter paint it on purpose when he saw me being naughty?
nature's paintings are boundless, and no frame can hold this picture; Nature's paintings are magical, and no magician's magic can surpass it; The painting of nature is beautiful and full of vitality, and no painter can paint its natural scene. This is our nature, a magical painter! Painter's composition 6
Everyone will have their own ideals, and so will I. Some people want to be scientists, some people are quite doctors, some people want to be policemen ... Everyone has different ideals, and my ideal is to be a painter. Tolstoy said: Ideal is the beacon. Without ideals, there is no firm direction, and without direction, there is no motivation for life. Since my ideal is to be a painter, I must draw a colorful world, a world of my own and my own.
I have been fond of drawing since preschool. When I was a child, I only felt very proud when I picked up paper and pen. But now, I have changed my mind. I still like painting, but now I think painting can make me calm down and look at the world. Whenever I see something beautiful, I can't help but pick up the brush, draw it down, put it in the picture folder, and take it out from time to time to have a look and modify it.
reality is this shore, the ideal shore, separated by a swift river, and action is a bridge over the river. As long as you make efforts, you can definitely reach the ideal shore. Therefore, I look at several famous paintings every day, copy one, and understand the secret.
Although this ideal is far from me. But I think, as long as you work hard, you can definitely achieve it. Painter's composition 7
When tomatoes were first introduced to Europe from the United States in the mid-16th century, some people suspected that they were poisonous because of their delicate colors, and gave him a formidable name-Wolf Peach.
After a long time, a painter tried to test whether tomatoes were really poisonous. So one morning, he went to the vegetable market with a vegetable basket and bought two big and red "Wolf peaches". He held the wolf peach in his hand, his hands and feet were trembling, but in order to prove whether the wolf peach was poisonous, he had to do so. So he closed his eyes and immediately stuffed the wolf peach. At first, he didn't respond, but when the wolf peach was stuffed into his mouth, he magically found out how delicious the wolf peach was!
when he had lunch at noon, he felt that his appetite was particularly good today. He thought, "Is this caused by" poisonous "wolf peaches?" This is simply amazing. I have to publicize it to everyone. It turns out that Wolf Peach is not poisonous! The painter thought for a long time and gave Wolf Peach another beautiful name-tomato.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the painter was a little bored. He put the remaining tomato on a stool next to the easel. Obviously, he just wanted to paint this tomato and keep it forever. It can be seen that he became interested in tomatoes.
In the future, the painter will insist on eating a tomato every day, and his body will become better than before. Since then, tomatoes have gained the reputation they deserve.
this incident tells the world not to blindly follow the trend, which will not only lose delicious food, but also spiritual and property things. Painter's composition 8
If someone asks me about my hobbies after school, I will blurt out: Painting!
whenever I see children sitting in front of the drawing board with colorful brushes, my heart is always full of curiosity and expectation, and my eyes are staring at the beating pen tip up and down, as if I were creating. When a beautiful picture is presented in front of me, I am even more envious and itchy, and I want to try it. So, I began to learn to draw.
When I first started to learn painting, I had many strange ideas in my mind, but I couldn't get started when I picked up the pen. I finally drew a stroke, but I always felt that I didn't like it, and I repainted it. After a while, the drawing paper was altered beyond recognition. Looking at some "ugly" works, I was a little sad. It turned out that painting was not as fun as I thought, so I got a retreat.
My sister saw all this, walked over to me, picked up a paintbrush and revised my "ugly work". I watched carefully, and gradually, a smile appeared on my face. I hurriedly grabbed the brush from my sister and muttered, "I painted this!" " My sister can't laugh or cry: "You should practice painting slowly, where can you draw it so easily!" " I pretended not to hear, bowed my head and pretended to draw one or two strokes, but my heart was full of gratitude to my sister.
Now, my painting skills have been slightly improved, and I can always paint a wild imagination with my immature little hands. Even my unsmiling mother gave me a thumbs-up and cooed, "My daughter is really a little painter!" "
hee hee, I want to be a great painter! Painter's composition 9
I am a little painter, and I like painting very much at ordinary times. "Simple and lovely" elephant; Panda with "black eyes"; A cheetah "walking as fast as flying"; "Tall" buses .......................................................................................................................................................................... In order to draw, I often make many jokes.
I remember once, as soon as I finished my homework, I started drawing without stopping. I drew hungrily. Suddenly, my mother's kind and familiar voice came from my ear: "Stop drawing and come to dinner!" But I am still immersed in the world of painting. In this way, I painted, painted ... Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed, and twenty minutes passed ... My mother's voice rose to 18 decibels and shouted, "Dinner!" But I turned a deaf ear. After a while, my father's voice like a lion's roar reached my ears, and I suddenly returned to reality from the world of painting. I saw my father put his hand around his waist and pointed at my nose with the other hand, and said angrily, "We've all finished eating for so long, so why don't you draw again!" I felt puzzled. At first glance, it turned out to be very late. I am here.