Until the sixth grade, I suddenly had a bold idea: to learn cucurbit silk.
You know, I used to be most afraid of looking up the dictionary, because I didn't know the staff and I could only simplify it. Finally, under the recommendation of Ma Zhengyue, I got up the courage to register with my father.
When I got there, my father told the teacher about the registration and told him my name. Since then, every Wednesday afternoon after school, I will learn Hulusi.
In the first class, I was a little timid, so I called White, Yi Ru and Ma Zhengyue to help me "refuel". When I got there, I saw Chen Yudong playing the accordion, accompanied by Dong Yige. Ha, there are so many partners, there is nothing to be afraid of. I greeted Mr. Wang first, and then went to the cabin to blow the first page of that book. Because Mr. Wang thinks that sixth-grade students should learn more in one class, I have been learning from page one to page five.
When I got home, I told my mother the content of this lesson, and I excitedly played some songs I had learned for my mother, but because I didn't press the hole strictly, I was out of tune, which made me very uncomfortable.
Although I didn't play well at first, after long-term practice again and again, I not only stopped playing, but also played longer songs quickly and smoothly.
I grew up on my own stage, which seems to have become a part of my life.
Chapter 2: My Stage
The school is a big stage, where our talents can be better promoted.
I didn't like art very much before, and I was always doodling in class. However, since I transferred to Sunshine Primary School, I suddenly found myself quite talented in art, especially in painting monsters and elves. As soon as I saw these funny monsters, I became interested in painting them. When it is difficult to draw, I always think: others can draw, why can't I?
With this interest and talent, I became the representative of the art class in my class, responsible for all the things about talent in my class. From then on, I like drawing more.
I remember when I first arrived at Sunshine Primary School, I made a game book in which we could doodle at will. After a few days, the number of people was full, and the paper could not hold the fire. The teacher still knows and forbids us to play. I think: if the teacher agrees to let us continue to play, then my game may still be playing (ordinary games are short-lived).
This week, my brother asked me to draw him a game book. I'm so happy-I haven't played for a long time and my hands are itchy! From the beginning, I picked up a pen and drew in my notebook. Well, draw a grass one first! Round body, cute little tail, plus a pair of jewel-like eyes, ah! You did a good job. It's so cute. I drew all the pets. I showed it to my brother. He clapped his hands and said, "Wonderful! Wonderful! "
I love painting, and I also hope others can like painting.
Chapter 3: My stage, light up!
My stage, light up!
This afternoon, the exciting little host contest slowly kicked off. As a member of the competition, I am more nervous. I practiced hard before the game. I practiced repeatedly where my pronunciation was unclear until I got familiar with it. I watched others read so well and recite so fluently. To be honest, I thought about giving up. No, I can’t . This is an opportunity to exercise yourself. I remember that I didn't dare to read the text enthusiastically in class. This time, I can't let the opportunity slip away from me.
I want to insist! An idea like this suddenly flashed through my mind, and in this way, I lived to this day.
Halfway through the game, I could feel my heart beating fast, because I was the first player in our class, which also represented the elegance of our class. Relax, don't be nervous. Only in this way can we give full play to it, I think from time to time.
Time is ticking away. It's my turn! I bought a vigorous step and walked onto the stage, my legs were shaking all the time, but I regained my confidence and recited the prepared poems. At first, I didn't devote myself to them. Slowly, with the melody of the poem, I seemed to be there, and before I knew it, I finished reciting the poem.
This incident made me understand a truth: only persistence will succeed! Let's shout together: my stage, light up!
Chapter four: My painting stage.
The art of painting has rich attraction and special love for me.
When I was two years old, I began to scribble on paper with a coloring book. At that time, I was obsessed with watching Altman animation. Whenever I paint, I keep saying, "Look, this is Altman, and then the monster, Altman attacks!" " Sometimes my parents will come to see my masterpiece and make them laugh! Guess what? It turned out that I drew a strange circle and a square on the paper, representing the monster and Altman respectively. There are many lines in the middle, which are the lasers they fired at each other during the battle.
Every time I finish painting, my mother will praise me. She knew that if she criticized my painting that time, my active volcano would erupt. I didn't argue with my mother at that time, but cried at her. I remember once, my voice was hoarse from crying.
Later, slowly, I found painting more and more interesting, so I pestered my mother to sign up for a painting class. My mother didn't agree at first, so I made trouble and pestered for more than a month. My mother couldn't beat me, so she had to sign up for a painting class. After studying for half a year, the whole family found that my paintings were getting better and better, making people look real and three-dimensional.
Among all kinds of paintings, gouache is my favorite. Gouache is not only bright in color, but also makes people feel comfortable after painting. In the painting world, the basic skills of gouache, such as sketching, Chinese painting and gouache, are not to mention to me.
Now mainly anime characters, mostly copying. It takes a long time to practice drawing cartoon characters. I often grind small bubbles on my hands, all of which are made by brushes! School art books are full of cartoon characters. Some students even lent me a fairy tale book and changed my art book, saying that they would show it to their friends.
My little hand has been drawing for a long time, and bubbles are ground from time to time on my delicate little finger, and all of them have calluses, alas! How difficult it is! However, I made up my mind that no matter how difficult it is to paint my dream in the future, I will stick to it!
I grew up in painting. Painting is like a lamp, which illuminates my life.