There is a small wish buried in my heart, that is to be a painter.
3. Since childhood, my love for painting remains undiminished. Graffiti when I was a child, and now I have a gouache painting, which bears my heart and blood.
One day after school, I walked to the art room as usual. As soon as I walked in, my eyes lit up, and a picture with soft lines and harmonious colors lay neatly on the table. I thought to myself, it must be painted by my big sister. I can ask, it turned out to be painted by a girl younger than me. When I look at my painting again, I can't help sighing! But I will definitely redouble my efforts.
After that, my painting level increased day by day, which also brought me the first painting competition. During the competition, I drew a very good picture. Well, I'm a little old-selling melons-bragging. Unexpectedly, I won the first prize and went to Wuhan to participate in the competition. At first, I was so excited, but on the day of the game-my legs were like lead, and I couldn't move. But it suddenly occurred to me that my wish had not sprouted, so I cheered up. Walk into the examination room, pick up the brush and wave it on the drawing paper. A few days later, I didn't win the lottery and was extremely disappointed. Although I didn't let this wish sprout, my interest in painting will never fade.
I wish I were a fairy, spreading hope in everyone's heart and bringing happiness to every corner.