I am a little painter who writes.

In the usual study, work and life, everyone will be exposed to composition to some extent. Composition needs a complete text structure, and it needs to avoid endless composition. There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following is what I have compiled for you. I am a little painter's composition, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

I am a little painter who wrote 1 La la la! I am a little painter, and I have many colored pencils. Everyone praises my paintings ... "

I like painting very much. When I was in the middle class, I participated in the primary training of painting in the Children's Palace, and I was often praised by teachers and classmates. Guess what? Painting also needs a lot of effort.

I remember once, my teacher asked me to draw a beautiful picture with the title "Small animals in the forest". When I got home, I told my mother the topic assigned by the teacher. My mother said easily, "just draw a big forest and a few small animals." "But ... but ... what if I can't draw animals?" My mother kindly said to me, "not everyone is born to draw this picture and that picture." It takes hard work to draw well. " After listening to my mother's words, I couldn't help saying to myself: Song Shen, you can do it, come on! Come on!

I took out a blank sheet of paper and a brush. I first drew some strong trees, lovely grass and a clear river in Kobanawa, and then I drew Grandfather Sun, Sister Baiyun and a free-flying bird. When I draw other small animals, I always draw this animal in a different way or in the wrong way. When I was about to lose heart, my mother's words came back to my ears. At this time, I remembered in my mind that I had a book called "Encyclopedia of Animals", which contained all kinds of animals. I was as happy as a drowning man who saw the hope of survival.

In this way, I drew one small animal after another according to the above, and even my mother asked me to eat it. After a while, I finished painting this beautiful prize and won the third prize. Thank you for your support and refueling!

I am a little painter. Composition 2 Hi! Hello everyone! My name is don. I am in the third grade this year. I have bright eyes and look smart. There is a cherry mouth under the straight nose. People who know me all say that I am a little girl with fine eyes and a lively smile. The teacher said that I have artistic cells.

In my spare time, my favorite is painting. So I begged my mother to sign me up for a painting class. Once I went to a painting class, the teacher asked us to draw an egret. Because I didn't master the painting skills taught by the teacher in class, I didn't draw well. After class, all the other children went home, and the teacher left me to criticize: "How can you paint like this?" ! Didn't you draw carefully? Draw this picture for me three times after you go home. "When I got home, I closed the door, took out my painting tools and buried myself in painting. In this way, I drew one by one, and finally I drew three. Practice makes perfect. The more I draw, the better. I like drawing more and more. From now on, I will practice drawing every day. I paint whenever I have time. I drew birds, giant pandas and alpacas on snow-white 8k sketch paper with colored pens ... Now, the birds I drew can "fly" in the sky, the giant pandas can "eat" bamboo, and the small fish seems to "jump" out of the fish tank! Whatever I draw is vivid, and I can get excellent results in every art assignment. The teacher praised me, and I was particularly interested in painting.

One day, I went to take a painting exam. When I got there, the teacher gave me a good question. I took out my crayons and white paper and drew. I passed the CET-5 at one time with excellent results. I jumped three feet for joy. The teacher said, "Tang Tang, very good. You can take the CET-6 exam and draw sketches next year. " .

Since then, I have painted a picture every day. I have dreamed many times that one day, I will grow up and become a "great painter". I'm so happy!

I am a little painter. Composition 3 Hello everyone! I am an introverted little girl, but at the same time I am also an excellent little talented woman. I especially like drawing, and I draw very well! If you don't believe me, let me tell you something.

When I was in kindergarten, the school held an activity to draw pictures on clothes. I am very excited to hear the news. I told my mother the news as soon as I got home from school. After listening to this, my mother agreed to let me take part in the competition, so she took out a white T-shirt, prepared paints and pens, and then I imitated Jimmy's cartoons. I drew a fairy tale kingdom.

The next day, I gave my work to the teacher with trepidation, and soon the result came out. I am proud of myself because I won the first prize. Later, I told my mother about it, and my mother praised me as a capable little painter.

Another thing is that one Sunday, my mother and I were at home. After we got up in the morning, I said to my mother, "Mom, let's have a drawing contest." Mom said, "OK." So the game began.

The theme of our painting is mermaid, and my mother is from a technical school. Soon a lifelike mermaid will be drawn, and she will draw quickly! But I am in no hurry, because I have a secret weapon, and I am a little painter with ideas. Slowly, in my pen, a beautiful underwater world appeared. All kinds of little creatures, elegant mermaids. My mother looked at my painting and said in shock, "Wow! You are really a creative little painter, more meaningful than my mother's paintings. " After listening to this, I am proud of my achievements.

How's it going? So you believed it. I am a veritable little painter!

I am a little painter. I am an indomitable and competitive little painter.

I remember once, the Chinese painting teacher put our elementary class and advanced class together to learn Chinese painting. At first, we learned to draw horizontal and vertical lines. Suddenly, a big brother from an advanced class came up behind me and said contemptuously, "You are short and dull, unlike Chinese painting!" " I was angered by what my eldest brother said at that time.

When I got home, I was still angry. I set a goal: to surpass the advanced class. I will read the Chinese painting tutorial book bought by my mother for several hours at a time and copy it for several hours.

With this enraged "motivation" and the teacher's guidance, my Chinese painting not only passed the 10 grade, but also won the second prize of Yangzhou Children's Art Exhibition and the second prize of Eight Eccentrics Memorial Exhibition. The teacher looked at my painting and said to me, "You paint really well. Those big brothers and sisters are not as good as you! " ! Keep working hard and don't be proud! "Now I'm not only copying difficult drawings, but also learning meticulous painting.

This is my competitive and indomitable character, but I know this is only the first step forward, and I will work harder to become a real painter in the future.

I am a little painter. I like drawing very much, which is my proudest skill.

Painting also needs a lot of sweat. I remember once, when I was practicing painting flowers, others painted them very realistically, but I painted them too small to be beautiful. The teacher asked seriously, "Why do you always fail?" ? If this situation continues, what about the game? "I looked down:" I will definitely practice more when I go home. "As soon as I got home, I quickly picked up a pen and paper and began to draw hard. There was no beauty at first, but I didn't lose heart and continued to draw one picture after another. My hand hurts like a needle in the meat, but I still don't give up. I still practice hard. Practicing, unconsciously, it was past eight o'clock in the evening, and my mother ran over to urge me to go to bed quickly. I shook my head and said, "don't sleep yet. I must practice this painting today." "After four hours of hard work, the flowers I painted finally got a good shape, and I fell asleep with satisfaction. I slept soundly that night.

The next day, the teacher looked at my painting and said in surprise, "Wow, you have made such great progress in just one night!" " "After listening to the teacher, I jumped three feet high. After school that day, I felt that the flowers outside were brighter, the leaves on the trees were greener, and the stream beside them was clearer. ...

Hard work pays off, and I finally tasted success in the painting and calligraphy competition-I won the second prize. Thanks to the teacher's careful teaching, of course, you can't do without your unremitting efforts!

I hope to be a famous master of painting when I grow up and draw more excellent works! If you like painting as much as I do, let's work together for our dreams!

I am a little painter. Hey, everybody!

I'm Yuan Zhiyu. We have been good friends for five years. Do I need to introduce myself?

I have a wide range of interests, like reading, drawing and traveling. Recently, the novel "Swan Dance" written by Zhu Yingfan and I was serialized for several months. Although writing is hard and the work is not perfect, it is an attempt and challenge, and it has also been encouraged and supported by everyone. Here, I would like to extend my most sincere thanks to you!

Today, I want to talk to you about another hobby-painting. Do you like painting? I have been learning painting since kindergarten. Although the painting is not deep enough and effortless, it is my most lasting hobby.

My mother often said, "Learning painting is not to make you a painter, but to cultivate your patience and carefulness." Painting pays great attention to details, and exquisiteness will make the painting better. Although I still have rough shortcomings, learning painting has changed me a lot.

Of course, the benefits of painting are not limited to this. In fact, painting is also combing one's own heart and showing one's feelings incisively and vividly on the screen. You can paint to amuse yourself when you are happy, and you can paint to relieve boredom when you are bored. When you have nothing to do, you can draw two strokes at will, or concentrate on painting for an hour or two, and you will get different results.

I'll show you my usual paintings. Of course, these paintings may not be works yet, so let's just assume that they are everyone's graffiti works.

I am a little painter. Since I learned to draw, my parents have always called me a little painter. Speaking of this nickname, there is a little story!

On Saturday, I have nothing to do at home. I have been reading books about the success of famous painters. On a whim, I also want to draw a picture. But who are you going to draw? I looked around and saw my mother reading a book carefully. What a beautiful look! So I decided to let my mother be my model. Mom, can I draw a picture for you? Sure! Mother readily agreed.

Mother sat in a chair with her feet together and a sweet smile on her face. I picked up the pen and began to draw the outline, head, body, hands and feet. At this time, my mother moved, and I quickly reminded her: Mom, don't move, I haven't finished painting yet. Mom smiled and said, I see, little painter! Ah, call me little painter! I was nervous and excited, then I drew my eyes, nose and mouth happily, and finally the outline was completed. I took out my watercolor pen and began to draw various colors. After more than an hour of hard work, my beautiful mother finally finished painting. When I showed the portrait to my mother, my mother shouted again: Wow! Little painter, you are great!

My mother not only called me a little painter herself, but also showed her paintings to every family member, neighbor and friend, and said to them: This was painted by my little painter, isn't it amazing?

From then on, everyone called me little painter.

I am a little painter. I like painting very much. When I was very young, my mother enrolled me in a painting class, and I was often praised by my teacher for my efforts in painting.

It's not an overnight thing to learn painting well. Is to pay hard sweat! I remember once, the teacher taught us to draw a small fish, but I couldn't draw it well. The children laughed at me and said, "What a fool!" I can't even draw a small fish. I have been practicing drawing small fish since I got home. Where there is a will, there is a way. My painting was finally taken to the competition by the teacher and won the ranking. Many children have become my fans and often ask me to paint for them, which has won the trust and appreciation of the children. I am very happy.

I am very proud of a photo: lovely little snail, this photo is really vivid. Listening to the teacher's praise and seeing the envious eyes of my classmates, I am really happy!

My classmates gave me a nickname-"Little Painter", and the teacher called me so kind!

I must redouble my efforts to be a veritable little painter!

I am a little painter. It is another Saturday. I'm going to learn to draw. The advantage of painting is to calm people and cultivate rich imagination. As long as you draw with your heart, you can succeed.

The teacher asked us to draw by ourselves. I drew a golden sun grandfather, which brought us light and woke us up.

Sunlight makes plants thirsty. I drew a few rain clouds to make them drink enough water for the earth and small flowers. The little flowers patted their chubby bellies, thinking of thanking Brother Wuyun.

Xiaohua drank too much, and something seems to be missing in the painting. I drew a few bright flowers to make them give off a strong fragrance. I called bees to collect honey and butterflies to dance, as if I were taking part in a dance competition! What a beautiful scenery!

I only drew a few strokes, and the wind blew the sun father-in-law hard to open his eyes, blew butterflies and bees somewhere, and wrinkled the leaves of the floret. After a while, the wind finally left and everything resumed. Butterflies and bees come from nowhere. Sun's father finally opened his smiling eyes, and now they are back to their original appearance.

"Gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung. It was not until five o'clock in the morning that the frog stopped the concert.

Look at the painting I finished before. The animals and plants in it seem to be alive, singing and dancing, and there is a happy atmosphere. If only I were in this beautiful painting!

I am a little painter. 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 fixed on the pen tip that jumps up and down, as if I were creating. When a beautiful picture is presented to me, I am more envious and itchy. I want to try it. So, I began to learn to draw.

When I first started learning to draw, I had a lot of strange ideas in my mind, but I couldn't start with a pen. I finally drew a stroke, but I always felt that I didn't like it and drew it again. In the long run, the drawing paper has been changed beyond recognition. Looking at some "ugly" works, I feel a little sad. It turns out that painting is not as interesting as I thought, so I have a retreat.

Seeing all this, my sister came up to me and picked up a brush to revise my "ugly work". I watched carefully, and gradually, a smile appeared on my face. I quickly grabbed the brush from my sister and muttered, "I drew this!" " "Sister in distress situation:" You should practice drawing slowly, where can you draw 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 improved a little, and I can always draw a wild imagination with my immature little hands. Even my unsmiling mother gave me a thumbs-up and whispered, "My daughter is really a little painter!" " "

Hee hee, I want to be a great painter!

I am a little painter writing 1 1. I am a lively and lovely boy who likes painting and photography. I will describe the four seasons with colors.

When spring is blooming, I ride my bike and hum a tune to the beautiful suburbs. Holding that "colored lead", I painted a delicate picture book with pale pink peach blossoms, crimson winter jasmine flowers and snow-white pear flowers, and presented a picture of "April beauty on earth, peach blossoms in mountain temples" in front of me.

In the summer when cicadas are singing, I approached the lotus pond. When I saw this beautiful scenery, I couldn't help thinking that "Xiao He just showed his sharp horns, and the dragonfly had already stood on it." I took out my pen and ink and drew lotus leaves, lotus flowers and a dragonfly dancing with the wind on the rice paper.

In the fruitful autumn, I walked into the orchard with gouache. In the orchard, red apples grinned, pears in Huang Chengcheng began to sing, and purple grapes whispered with round bellies ... I drew a beautiful picture for this harvest.

In the snowy winter, I take a camera to capture the beautiful scenery on the path. Birds are chirping on the branches, and occasionally one or two squirrels jump on the ground, leaving a string of small footprints. The whole world has turned white, very beautiful, just like coming to the fairy tale world.

I will definitely take you to describe these beautiful four seasons when I have the opportunity.

I am a little painter. My name is Shen. I am 9 years old. I have a pink face, long black hair and a small cherry mouth.

I like painting best. Besides drawing in art class, I also draw some pictures at home every day. In painting, I won many awards, among which the most proud is the bronze award for youth art.

I remember once, I went to an art class, and my mother asked me to go home by myself after class, but I was so fascinated with painting that I forgot the time and never came home again. My mother was very anxious, so she quickly came to the art class to find me. I didn't realize I was still painting. My mother said to me angrily, "Why don't you go home?" I looked at my mother innocently: "What time is it?" My mother laughed and cried, so she called me "little painter" from now on.

In the school blackboard evaluation, I drew blackboard newspapers of all classes and won the first place many times. Teachers and classmates always praise me as a famous little painter in my class.

After listening to my self-introduction, you also know my hobby! Yes, it is painting. I hope I can be a little painter when I grow up.

I am a little painter. Composition 13 On the wall of my house, I painted pictures everywhere. Although those paintings are not very beautiful, they are full of my love for painting.

When I was in kindergarten, the children in the window were attracted by the pictures on display. The lines of those paintings are so soft, the apples seem to be picked from Sister Qiu's orchard, the grass is Miss Chun's child, and the flowers by the stream are like rainbows. How beautiful! I also had the idea of painting, so my mother bought a watercolor pen and signed up for a painting class. I started doodling at home that day.

In the painting class that day, I drew a decent picture under the guidance of my teacher. Other parents saw it and said, "It's not easy to draw a decent picture because the child is so young." My heart is full of sweetness, and I prefer painting.

At home, I just paint in my spare time, and the paint is used quickly, and then a box is used up. I asked my mother to buy another box, but she refused and said angrily, I don't have to learn anything else anymore, so I will become a painter. I have to pester my grandmother again. Grandma saw that I really wanted to paint, so she bought me a box. Soon, I had no money again, so I asked my grandmother for it. My grandmother won't give up the money and buy it for me. It is interesting that my mother sees that I always paint, and I have made great progress. Maybe she thought I was an obedient child, so she provided me with paint.

Since then, I have become more and more interested in painting and gained the support of my family. Now, there are my paintings on my mother's schoolbag and my paintings on my father's mobile phone case. Naturally, my masterpiece is indispensable on the wall of my house. They are all exquisite works of art!

I am a little painter, writing 14. According to my mother, I have been particularly sensitive to color since I was a child. When I was just a few months old lying in my mother's arms, when I saw something with bright colors, I would cry and grab my hand.

When I was in kindergarten at the age of 3, I went to the hospital for a physical examination. The doctor pointed to the colors in the book for me to identify. I pointed excitedly and said, "I know, this is strawberry color, this is banana color ..." After listening to my answer, the doctor not only nodded with satisfaction, but also praised, "Yes, not only knowing color, but also connecting with reality. Great!"

When I was 5 years old, my mother enrolled me in a painting class. Once, I brought back a painting that I finished in class. My mother frowned at it and asked me many questions. Looking at my mother's puzzled look, I confidently explained to her: "I built the railroad tracks next to Snow White's castle to let Snow White travel around the world and find the frog prince in my heart, and put a time bomb next to the henhouse to prevent the cunning fox from stealing chickens;" Hot wheels is installed on rotten eggs to let newborn chicks see the strange world everywhere, so that they won't cry and make trouble. "After listening to my explanation, my mother reached over with a frown, hugged me and kissed me hard, and praised me:" My daughter is really a little painter! " "Mom's behavior really made me feel a little overwhelmed.

I like painting, especially drawing small animals, from which I get a lot of happiness. Whenever I hear people praise my work, my heart is filled with joy.

I am a little painter. I have many hobbies: dancing, singing and so on, but my favorite is painting. Although there are inevitably successes and failures on the road of painting, I have been persistent.

I remember once, my teacher asked me to take part in a painting competition, and I was as happy as a rabbit! I practiced hard before the exam, and I prepared the tools on the day of the game. The theme of my painting is "beautiful scenery". I recalled it carefully in my mind and suddenly realized. So I picked up the chalk and began to draw. Time flies. Unconsciously, half an hour passed and my painting was finished. I only heard the referee order: "The game is over." The stone in my heart also fell to the ground. A few days later, after I got the certificate, I saw that I was the first. I thought to myself: my efforts have not been in vain. I still have to draw well and draw the most beautiful picture.

I have been painting since I was four years old. I have studied colored pen, line drawing, Chinese painting, gouache painting and oil painting ... so I have a special liking for painting.

Another time, I had dinner with my mother. I told her to go to bed first, so I quietly came to the study and started my "painting". I took out my crayons and drew lotus flowers and birds on paper. I paint with relish. Before you know it, it's already half past two in the afternoon. At this time, my mother patted me and said earnestly, "honey, mom knows you love painting, but you have to sleep." I said, "Good!"

I like painting, and at the same time, I have cultivated my sentiment. Painting is my greatest hobby. I believe that as long as I work hard, I am the best little painter.