The artistic composition around you

In daily study, work and life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with or use composition, which can improve our language organization ability. How to write a good composition? The following is my artistic composition for you, I hope it will help you.

1 Many people will think that art has nothing to do with so many ordinary people. Art is the special word of many great artists. Art is the hobby of refined people, but it is not. Art is everywhere around us, but we all have no eyes for discovery. Around us, there are some people who love beauty, both men and women. Every time before going out, they will dress up their hair in front of the mirror, and women will paint their eyebrows and lips to check whether the clothes they wear are decent and fashionable, and whether the colors are beautiful and appropriate.

Isn't there an old saying: "Everyone loves beauty"? This ubiquitous beauty is the art around us. People who like to spend money in western restaurants are absolutely attached to the decoration style of a western restaurant. Many exotic statues, elegant murals and gorgeous wall lamps fascinate everyone. With the improvement of people's quality of life, we now pay less attention to the taste and price of food when going to hotel restaurants, but pay more attention to such a comfortable mood when dining.

A novel and unique interior design, a light and melodious piece of music, or a delicate and fashionable painting can make you relaxed and happy. Now you are not only a diner, but also an art connoisseur. Art is not necessarily a painting, art is not necessarily a designer's work, art is not necessarily a song played by a singer ... art is more around us, in silence, in our lives, around us, and art is everywhere.

Although the art festival around me has ended, the spectacular scene has been deeply imprinted in my mind as if it had just happened.

Before the art festival, our whole school was rehearsing and training nervously. The bad weather is even more unbearable for us. Just now, the sky was clear in Wan Li, and now the clouds are rolling and the storm is raging. But we are still rehearsing and training in the hot sun and heavy rain. I feel that persistence is victory, and I will never give up until the last moment.

On that day, the performance of the art festival finally began. The guests from all walks of life held pens in their hands, recording every wonderful picture. Parents are also taking pictures of their children with cameras and mobile phones. At this time, it seems that people all over the world are watching us.

"The brass band was founded in 199 1, which is a characteristic brand of the second classroom in our school. They won the first prize in music competitions at all levels ... "Oh, it's our turn to play in the brass band. I packed my clothes, gloves and hat, grabbed my trumpet and chair and walked to the playground. I found my seat during rehearsal and sat down. My nervous mood suddenly broke out. Obviously, I forgot all the music. I panicked, but my fingers switched buttons like the back of my hand. I played according to my habit, and I didn't miss the last syllable of "Duo Fa Mi Fa La …". This time, the stone in my heart was finally put down. Finally, this art festival was successfully held.

This art festival made me deeply understand that a good beginning is half the battle, and so is learning. You can understand this truth by previewing before class and then listening carefully in class.

Many people think that art is something far away from us, but it is not. As long as you are good at observing, you will find the art around us everywhere. At first glance, the word "art" seems far away from us. Because people always think that art belongs to artists and is the research object of elegant people, it is difficult to get close to us ordinary people. Students, this view is wrong. Art is everywhere. If you really pay attention to the life around us, those arts are everywhere. Such as: music, dance, paper cutting, hand weaving; Another example: a painting, a song, a handicraft, etc. Yes, art is everywhere, and art is around us.

If you are a girl who loves beauty, you should dress yourself up in front of the mirror every day before going out: the makeup on your face is spent, the hair style is changed in disorder, and the styles and colors of clothes are randomly matched. These are exquisite arts. There is an old saying: "Everyone has a love of beauty"? This kind of beauty is art in our eyes. Reading is also an art, Gorky once said: "Books are the ladder of human progress". Yes, when I grow up, books are like my inseparable partners, accompanying me to grow up together. A book is like a key, which opens the door to knowledge and allows us to swim in the ocean of knowledge; Books are like a ship, taking me from ignorance to success; A book is like my shadow. Wherever I go, it follows me and is inseparable from me. Yes, reading not only gives me after-school life, but also broadens my horizons and absorbs endless knowledge.

In our real life, there are often many small details that we don't pay attention to. In fact, to put it bluntly, these are all the arts around us. But it is not the art in the hands of famous painters, the art sung by famous singers or the art in the hearts of designers. Who says that art must be an elegant concert, an expensive the world famous paintings or an expensive word? In my opinion, a humorous remark, a short joke or a little graffiti. All contain art, and art is around us! Yes, art is everywhere. As long as we observe carefully, we will find it everywhere around us, no matter in every dark corner. Art needs our heart to discover, because every object contains artistic value.

Art is composed of about four fetuses, and it is formed month by month in the mother. Grow up. When the fetus is formed, the fetus can share everything that happens outside with the mother through the perception of amniotic fluid.

When the fetus takes shape month by month, the mother proudly touches the round belly and says softly and sweetly; Baby, we'll meet again soon. Grow up! The fetus seemed to understand her mother's words, dancing with joy and kicking her stomach gently. Oh, my mother seems happy to be amused by the little guy in her belly. Looking at her semi-circular belly every month because of pregnancy, my mother smiled, expecting the world to be full of surprises and laughter because of the birth of the baby.

The fetus grows up gradually, and the mother takes care of it carefully every day, holding it and reading some stories. Will say every interesting thing that happens now, the fetus will listen quietly at this time, and will gently kick its mother's stomach with its feet when it is happy.

The old man is a white-haired writer in his sixties and seventies. Looking at the glittering awards and faint scent of literary books, the old man smiled with relief. The setting sun shone on his white tiger teeth, and the old man lay quietly in bed, enjoying every wonderful story and philosophical sentence told by his children. The old man realized that his life was over and smiled faintly.

Relatives gathered around one after another, and under the comfort of relatives, the old man was still radiant and listened quietly. He found his world rich and colorful, and he spent his precious time writing touching articles. A story full of philosophy and sentimentality.

After all, the old man left safely under the comfort of the last relative who came to see him. He was smiling at that moment. The fetus has taken shape and was born in the mother's excited screams and shouts. Although the child was crying on the first day, he was dancing and laughing, as if he could not meet the needs of listening to the outside world in his mother's body for ten months. Story.

Listening is the first thing in one's life. Finally lost his mind. On the road of human growth, listening is the life art of the wise. It is the pursuit of good things.

On a brightly lit night, there are several circles of people on the roadside of Eagle City Square. What are they doing? At first glance, an uncle is pushing a car with a small pot filled with slightly boiling syrup. I saw the uncle holding an iron spoon, scooping up a spoonful of syrup and waving his arms quickly on the slate. Soon, thin sugar water formed various patterns on the slate. After the syrup cooled a little, a bamboo stick was stuck on it, and a pair of lifelike shapes were made in Tang Hua. People around you are full of praise. When I watched it, I was fascinated and recalled my childhood. ...

I remember when I was six years old, I went to the park with my parents. This is the first time I met an artist who promoted Tang Hua. At that time, I was particularly curious about Tang Hua. Tang Hua has various shapes, including the Monkey King, Altman, Dragon and Phoenix, Bear and Pig ... golden, golden and golden, shining in the sun and sweet to eat, but it makes people reluctant to eat if they hold it in their hands for a long time. Because these Tang Hua shapes are so cute.

At that time, I thought that the artist's uncle made Tang Hua so quickly, and it looked quite simple, so I had a whim. When I got home, I went online to find the formula and prepared to make it myself. I can not only eat more Tang Hua, but also give my Tang Hua to my friends. I am very proud of this.

According to the steps of online recipes, first add white sugar and brown sugar to the pot, then add some sweet sugar and water, and simmer until the line is knotted. I recalled the uncle's action, took an iron spoon, scooped up a little syrup, and gently poured it on the slate, but I just scribbled it without a fixed pattern! Unexpectedly, when I first started painting, my hand shook and I spilled a pile of syrup. It's over! I screwed up! Start over! I'm a little dissatisfied. I pinched a little cold candy and tasted it. Mmm, it tastes good. I stood up and picked up the iron spoon to scoop syrup. Why not write a number this time? I thought to myself. Drawing and drawing, I found that there was less syrup, and I used it up before I finished writing! When I went to scoop again, the syrup on the slate had solidified and ended in failure again.

It seems simple to be a Tang Hua, but it is not easy to do it well. What matters is skill. The so-called "one minute on stage, ten years off stage!" As a Chinese in Tang Dynasty, I understand that learning an art well is not a day's work. Life is hard work, and you get something for nothing. We should have the spirit of never giving up. Only by perseverance can we accumulate thousands of miles and accumulate small streams into rivers!

Yesterday, my mother and I went shopping in the market, and we already felt the strong flavor of the New Year. Among the many commodities sold, the most striking is the wonderful paper-cutting art.

The paper-cuts here are not only varied and rich in content, but also ingenious in conception and profound in meaning, including people, flowers, customs, birds and animals, fish and insects. The cut animals are lifelike, the characters are in different shapes, and the scenes are beautiful and spectacular, giving people a vibrant local flavor.

The shop owner said that our hometown Hohhot and Linger County in Inner Mongolia are "Hometown of Paper-cutting Art", with famous folk art masters such as Zhang Huanu and Liu Yutang, and many paper-cuts sold here are the works of their descendants.

My mother and I are fascinated by it. I really want to see how they cut out such works of art by hand. Finally, my mother and I happily bought several paper-cut works, such as "Two Cows" and "Fish of the Year".

I love my hometown, and I love the paper-cutting art in my hometown even more. This year's art festival is different from previous years. I was lucky enough to be selected by the teacher to represent the class in the school dance finals.

In order to get good results in the final of this art festival, my mother and I made careful preparations. My mother bought me a dance accompaniment CD in order to borrow a beautiful costume. I also spent a lot of time practicing my final dance.

The final has finally arrived, and the competition for the dance final is very fierce. The contestants in the dance finals were all selected through layers of competitions, so everyone danced well. In the final, I was the third to play. My dance is "Little Girl Picking Mushrooms". In the final, I relaxed with the dance music and did every movement well. I danced beautifully and played well, winning warm applause and cheers. I am confident to win the first prize, because I think I am the best!

This dance competition is a rare opportunity. Through this campus activity, I improved my ability of self-expression.

There are always some ordinary people around us, but they all have a kind heart. I once read a news in the newspaper that an old man 18 years old needed a kidney transplant because of kidney cancer. His father decided to change his son's kidney after knowing it, but because his family was poor and could not afford the money, he knelt in front of the camera and asked the general public for help. When the local citizens saw the news, they all cried and went to the hospital to donate money. Among the donors are workers, teachers and children. Although they are just ordinary people, they all reflect the beauty of helping others.

Filial piety is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. I believe everyone has seen such an advertisement on TV: a child saw his mother washing his grandmother's feet and thought: I want to wash my mother's feet, too. He went to the bathroom to get a basin of water. Although it was difficult to lift it, he didn't give up the idea. His mother saw him and said with a smile, "Mom, I'll wash your feet." This reflects the deep beauty of filial piety. Although this is only a small matter for us, not everyone can do it, so we can't underestimate these small things, because they may contain meanings that you often don't think of.

Dedication is also a kind of beauty. In autumn, fallen leaves will make you feel depressed, because it has lost its life. But have you ever paid attention to the other side of it? When it falls to the ground, it will rot, become nutrition and blend into the soil, providing nutrition for the tree and letting it breed new green leaves. Although leaves are unremarkable, their spirit of selfless dedication is worth learning, which is the meaning of dedication.

Art is also a beauty. I once saw a bamboo painting, which was messy, but it became a famous painting. I don't quite understand. I didn't realize until now that after reading the lesson of Bamboo Shadow, China people didn't pay attention to the image at all, but emphasized the characteristics, density, shade and beauty of bamboo. Looking back on that painting now, I feel more meaningful. It shows a beautiful posture and lively air.

The beauty around us is everywhere, just because we lack discovery.

The road around us is tortuous. Our artistic life will not be smooth sailing, and there will always be setbacks. But when we overcame the difficulties, we reached the other side of success.

My guzheng skills have always been well received by teachers. This makes me very proud. The fifth-grade sampling test plunged me into the camp of examination papers, and I wandered around in the vast sea of people all day. Gradually, I have less time to practice the piano. "Summer vacation, want to take an examination of 8, you don't practice well now. How can I pass the exam? " The teacher frowned and severely criticized me.

I am like a grass crushed by a storm, and my straight back is bent by rain and snow. Give up? I won't give up. Hold on! I'm afraid of being criticized by the teacher again. I meditated silently in my mind. I can't! I must insist. The previous efforts should not be in vain, and the skills learned before should not be abandoned. Where you fall, you must stand up. This summer vacation, I must practice the piano seriously and play that note and chord well. During the summer vacation, I took two hours to practice the piano every day, and ten fingertips were soaked with sweat. The tape on your hand is soaked with sweat. When I uncovered the coils of adhesive tape wrapped around my nails, I uncovered not only the adhesive tape, but also the layers of epidermis on my fingertips, and the bright red meat layer was exposed. Ten fingers linked to one heart! With the terrible pain, my tears could not help but flow down. Mom looked at it and said sadly, "Baby, don't practice until you are well." I stubbornly said: "After the sixth grade, study may be more tense. Only in the summer vacation can I have enough time to practice the piano, so that I can calm down and improve my guzheng playing skills. Otherwise, you won't have time to practice piano after the sixth grade.

My artistic life not only brought me endless artistic enjoyment, but also taught me to persist and exercised my strong character.

The artistic composition around me is 9 because I like lifelike little clay figurines since I was a child. So the idea of learning to pinch clay figurines sprouted.

There is a street not far from my home. There are many supper stalls in the street. There are all kinds of midnight snack stalls to buy. What I like best is the lifelike little clay figurine. Almost every time I go home on holiday, I will buy a little clay figurine, but it is not the way to buy it. Later, my parents stopped buying it. I have to ask the clay figurine master to teach me how to be a clay figurine. At first, 100 people refused, but after my long-term request, finally, the clay figurine master was willing to teach me.

Master taught me and mud first. The master said, "We must look for hard soil, but there can be no weeds. Take a bowl, take half a bowl of water, break the clods and soak them in water for two to three minutes. " The master said, while doing the action for me, he said, "When you are ready, knead it with your hands. When it is soft, pour out the remaining water and squeeze the mud hard with your hands. After a while, the mud will be reconciled. " He said, master, here it is.

The clay figurine made by the master is vivid and lifelike, but I can't do it well. I made a the Monkey King, like Pig Bajie, a fat and short person, but I made a fat and tall one ... but I persevered and practiced hard, and my hands were covered with mud every day. It was okay in the end.

However, the master said, "The clay figurine should be dry, but it should not be cracked, but painted." I dried my clay figurine in the hot sun for several hours, and finally it hardened, and I had to paint it in the right color according to his appearance.

Finally, I learned this art, although it is still not good, but it is already very good.

The artistic composition of 10 is graceful and poetic. Condensed between the lines bit by bit; Trickling water, birds follow the clouds; Let it wander poetically for a long time. Tasting a beautiful article is like tasting a pot of Millennium wine; There is endless sweetness in the bitterness of filar silk. The more wine is brewed, the more mellow and fragrant it is, which can be gentle, subtle and vivid when the pen tip touches the water; It can be elegant and refreshing, and the geese will cross the sky and the autumn will be crisp. It is an art to sing a song "The crane clouds in the clear sky, leading the poem to Bixiao". A never-ending art.

Sad and touching; The songs written by the noise of blood and heart sails can only be understood, but it is difficult to express. Quietly, when the clouds are light and the wind is clear, slowly taste and ponder. Feel with your heart, feel happy or worried, low or high. After experiencing the lingering clouds and sweeping away the melancholy of maple leaves, it seems that the deepest sadness can't be expressed after seemingly brilliant. Tears-jerking and heartbreaking complaints abound, and you are miserable. It's still like the sentence, "A strong woman in business doesn't know what she hates her country, but she still sings" backyard flowers "across the river, and there is no desolation and sadness exposed by people. Beautiful writing is an art, an art that carries too much blood and tears.

Strong feelings, arrogant; "I was born useful, spinning a thousand silver, all come back!" Bold and heroic for thousands of years, wanting to compete with the gods; Who did I take? Words, in essence, cannot be bound. Experienced too much, rushed out of that imprisonment and returned to the free sky under the darkness; There will be a life-and-death contest in nine days. Even if there are obstacles, it is not the same charm, just like at the beginning! After that, the thinking about life, the criticism of social feelings, and the inhuman hatred of evil forces are like flash floods, which are unstoppable! Let readers feel their own feelings. The suppression of American literature is an art and an irresistible art.

Or implicit beauty, or straightforward lyricism; That kind of unforgettable meditation and unbearable nostalgia will penetrate into the rich pen and ink bit by bit. American literature, the art of life ...

Art composition around me 1 1 There are several glittering trophies in my bedroom, which I won by participating in various piano competitions. Whenever I see them, I will think of the story at the beginning of learning the piano.

One afternoon six years ago, the kindergarten teacher showed the children the cartoon Tom and Jerry, and the children sat neatly in front of the TV. I still clearly remember an episode called "Cat Concerto": Tom came on stage. He strode onto the stage like a proud gentleman, holding his head high, closing his eyes, holding his chest out, and wearing a black tuxedo. Then, with a whoosh, it lifted the dovetail and sat straight on the piano stool. In front of the dark grand piano, Tom firmly pressed the first note and pulled my heartstring. The sudden and slow sound of the piano seems to be full of magic, which makes my heart ups and downs.

When I got home, I moved a small stool and sat in front of the TV, learning Tom's demeanor and movements while watching. Tom plays on TV and I dance on the sofa. From this, I fell in love with the piano and embarked on the road of learning piano, which lasted for six years.

Along the way, my road to learning the piano has both joys and sorrows. While other children were playing in the community, I was practicing the piano for three hours. If there is a competition, the practice time will be extended. My efforts were not in vain. In the past two years, I have won one trophy after another.

In the monotonous life of practicing piano day after day, Zhou's "Listen to Mom" also gave me great encouragement. "Son, do you have many question marks? Why am I learning to draw and talking to the piano while others are reading comics? " "When I grow up, I begin to understand why I run faster and fly higher than others ..."

Now, I still love the piano, and my dream of being a pianist has not changed for a moment. I really hope that one day, I can sit in the golden hall of Vienna and play the piano and bring the best music to the audience all over the world.

Art composition around me 12 Today I want to tell you about the art around you: paper cutting.

There are many kinds of paper-cuts, such as window grilles, wedding flowers, fireworks, shoe flowers, door rafts, Wanzhou cloth shadows, fragrant flowers, paper-cut flowers, paper-cut flags, paper-cut Chinese characters, paper-cut pictures and so on. These colorful, lifelike, different styles and beautiful paper-cuts have won my love!

Today, I saw a beautiful paper-cut painting of an old cow carrying a child, followed by her brother ... In a small village, there lived a child who had a younger brother. His parents have gone out to work, and only he and his brother are together. He cooks, washes clothes, does all the housework and goes to school by himself every day, so he gets up early and goes to bed late every day. There are still a few cows in their family, and he gets up early every day to catch them. On this day, the younger brother watched his brother graze cows leisurely every day, and he also wanted to graze cows for fun, which just lightened his brother's burden.

He said to his brother, "Brother, how tired you are herding cattle every day. Let me let go today! " "My brother said," OK, but since you are not good at herding cattle, you have to come back at noon. "He finally got permission, and couldn't wait to ride on the cow's back with a whip, saying," Hurry, hurry. "Walking towards the stream. There is grass growing here, and there is a stream and a tree. When you are tired, play under the tree. When you see the cow running away, whip him. Seeing that it was almost noon, he hurried home with the cattle.

When I got home, my brother was already waiting for him at the door, and the meal was ready, just waiting for my brother. He asked, "Did you have a good time today?" "Happy, I will play when I have time." The younger brother replied. "Well, I have time to let you play enough. My brother will also go then. " Brother said.

Don't always think of art as too high and out of reach. In fact, art is everywhere around you. The key is whether you have found artistic eyes.

13 of the art composition is amazing and imaginative. It is a painting, a piece of music, and to me, Shrimp written by Qi Baishi is more exciting.

Shrimp is our common animal, but few people draw its true appearance. Only the shrimp painted by Qi Baishi can be called superb. The slender tentacles are like two spears, the reddish shrimp shell is its armor, and two powerful shrimp tongs are the best offensive weapons. Two majestic prawns have fierce eyes, their "weapons" are ready to go, their beards are shaking up and down, and their tails are swinging from side to side. As long as they give the order, it seems that two prawns will pounce and tear each other to pieces. I lost my mind and looked at the two shrimps in the painting. It seems that we have become very close friends and want to meet and play together. Their eyes have softened again, and this shrimp with different expressions really makes me think. Unconsciously, I fell into the whirlpool of fantasy again ... in the gurgling stream, it seems that there are wisps of smoke floating. On closer inspection, it turned out to be a century war between two shrimps. Look at those two shrimps. Their fierce eyes seem to kill each other. They fought each other with weapons in their hands. A slender beard is like a hard and prickly whip, which can give each other a fatal blow at a glance. Both sides were ready, and a crisp voice from somewhere started the war. A shrimp constantly threatens the other side with its powerful shrimp pliers, giving the other side a duel; The other shrimp resisted the attack with its generous body and tried to crush each other with all the dirty tricks. Two soldiers and crabs who are not inferior will be neck and neck, and they will fight to the death. At this time, their good friends arrived and stopped the war in time. The two sides talked calmly, became friends and shook hands amicably.

Back to real life, I have to admire: "The shrimp painted by Qi Baishi is really great!" Art is like this painting, and the content in the painting always makes people feel quite touched.

14 Music is an art, it is the most beautiful in art, because it can touch your soul. Now I can play a lot of piano music. Looking back on the hard work and sweat when learning the piano, I think it is really worth it.

I like music since I was a child. When I have nothing to do, I "babble" and sometimes imitate the appearance of a great performer and "play the piano" on the coffee table. Later, my mother decided to let me receive a formal education and send me to a music school. When I heard the teacher playing many beautiful piano music, I immediately fell in love with the piano.

At first, I was determined to study hard. But after studying for a long time, I found it really boring to learn piano. I practice some very boring etudes every day, but those beautiful songs are beyond my power. The most unbearable thing is that if you play too much, there will be some small bubbles as big as rice grains on your hands, which will hurt like hell when you touch them gently. I endured the pain and continued to practice. However, with the growth of the level, the difficulty of the music is getting higher and higher, and more time is needed to practice. I was afraid that I couldn't stand this kind of hard work any more, so I said to my mother, "Mom, I don't want to learn piano. Can you stop me from learning? " "No, but you like the piano, I didn't give it to you. Think about the blisters on your hands, think about the sweat you have paid, and give up when you say give up now. Do you feel worthy of yourself? The road you choose, you have to go through! " Mom said to me seriously. I have to continue studying. Whenever I finish my homework or have time, I sit in front of the piano and practice tirelessly over and over again until I can play skillfully without looking at the keys. Every time I finish playing, I feel a little sore in my fingers and numb in my feet, but I never complain.

Day after day, year after year, after unremitting efforts, I was finally able to play beautiful music and successfully passed the Piano Band 7 exam.

By learning the piano, I learned that I must persist in doing things and not give up halfway. Only by working hard can we get better results!

15 art composition I wonder if you still remember a picture in an art book-"The Tracker on the Volga River"? I'm afraid everyone has forgotten! This is just an ordinary painting, you may have forgotten it, but it is very impressive to me, because it is obviously full of the author's accusations against the dark society.

The world famous paintings's The Tracker on the Volga River is the masterpiece of the famous Russian painter Lie Bin.

Pictured: In the scorching sun and hot summer, a group of ragged trackers are dragging cargo ships and struggling on the long deserted beach. The tracker's low and faint trumpet sound, the owner's abusive voice and the flowing water of the Volga River interweave into a sad echo.

In the structure of this painting, Lie Bin made 1 1 trackers into a group of statues based on the topography of the beach and the tortuous riverbed. In addition, the tracker's bent back, depressed expression and drooping arms all show how painful they are. On the screen, Lie Bin skillfully arranged the scenery of the river, and displayed the ranks of this group of trackers with long and narrow banners. The sunshine on the riverside is fierce, the beach is deserted, and there are only a few broken baskets buried in the sand for ornament, so the scenery is very lonely.

This painting expresses only one thing: sympathy for the working people, hatred for the unequal status of the people, and despair of the evil rule of the tsar.

Students, don't underestimate works of art, especially paintings, because they can "talk".