Painting composition

I have many hobbies, such as colored shells on the golden beach. Among them, I found a red shell containing my favorite hobby-painting. You may ask why, that was two years ago. Once in an art class, Teacher Sun took out two ordinary white chalk and red chalk and brushed them on the blackboard. Before we blink, the picture was drawn on the blackboard early. "wow! -It's really beautiful ... "I couldn't help sighing, and the teacher smiled and said," This is still a random painting! " I muttered to myself: it's so beautiful, let's just draw it casually! The pictures dripping with water on the blackboard are full of lotus flowers, some are covered with flower bones, and some are already in bloom. It was sunny after the rain, and the rain rolled on the lotus leaves, and colorful rainbows appeared in the sky ... I was fascinated by this painting, and my teacher called "Li Rui" ... Li Rui? My deskmate stepped on me, and I realized ... after class, I asked the teacher, "How do you draw so well?" "As long as you paint more and practice more, you will achieve something." At this point, I have fallen in love with painting.

Painting is a kind of "recreation" for me. "Yo-homework finished-"I jumped up with joy and took out a blank sheet of paper. My mother said, "Today! Let you watch TV for a while. " These are the three words I dream of "watching TV", but I said happily, "I'm going to paint" "Wow" "I'm intoxicated with my own painting. A little red riding hood girl went to pick mushrooms with a small basket ... Drawing is my "Around the World". "Go out to play!" My mother took me on a trip, and I'm going to take my drawing board and pencil. "Li Rui! Don't you need anything else? " I smiled and said, "I don't have to worry as long as I have a drawing board and a pen." This is my love! " "We flew to Hong Kong." It's beautiful here. "I sighed and said that I drew a" tall building "... I always carry a small luggage, and people ask me," What's in it? " I smiled and said, "It's pencil and paper. "

I love painting, because painting can make people happy. This kind of love is extraordinary and beautiful.

I like painting.

Painting, I think everyone can? In my spare time, I spend most of my time painting.

When I was a child, I liked painting very much. I also signed up for several art classes. At school, I often take out a blank piece of paper and draw pictures on it after class and on Twitter. When I was a child, I thought my paintings were good enough. When I grew up, I took them out and laughed. The picture shows that the nose doesn't match the mouth, and the offer is simply a "clown". I didn't lose confidence in painting because of this. The painting is not good, maybe it's because of the age limit!

Since childhood, my painting level has been greatly improved! These days, I paint there whenever I have time (of course, I will do something else, but most of them are still painting. ) I also learned a lot about art.

I remember last semester I specially found a small book as an art book. I also drew many cartoon pictures on it. You can also compare the differences between the current painting and the previous painting, keep the good ones and correct the bad ones. By my side, there are many students who love art, and I can learn from their experience. Art, like China's mathematics, needs to be studied bit by bit.

During the winter vacation, my sister came to my house to play, so I asked her to help me draw. I especially like watching her paint, because her paintings are lifelike and seem to jump out of them. I'm trying to surpass her. I don't think that day will be too far away.

If I draw a good work, I am as happy as if I have done a difficult problem. Isn't it good to learn to draw and enrich your after-school life?

On a sunny morning, a group of swallows flew in the air as if they saw something and shouted with joy.

Willow leaves are green, and grass sticks out to enjoy the warm sunshine.

The thawed stream flowed merrily, making a tinkling sound.

This is a picture of Zhang Chuntian, very beautiful.

Sophomore: He Hongtian

I picked up the brush, and it dragged me and jumped on the white paper.

For me, painting is probably an inseparable part of my life.

I have never tried to live without painting.

As long as it is a pen, it is a writing brush; As long as it is paper, it is manuscript paper full of my thoughts.

So simple.

When did painting begin? I don't remember exactly.

All I know is that when I was a child, my pet elf broadcast half the sky on TV. I like Pikachu's red face very much. I don't know why I have to draw it. I eat with dolls in my arms every day, and then imitate them on paper one by one. After painting, I felt so beautiful that I was busy showing it to adults.

The evaluation is always good.

Mom said, if you like it so much, I'll send you to school.

In this way, I began to formally contact painting.

Because I have an art class, I draw more than others, and naturally I draw better.

I am always satisfied with my work and can't find any flaws.

Show it to my classmates, and everyone is amazed.

Some children timidly asked me to comment on their own works, and I did not hesitate to point out such mistakes to her.

In fact, because they are good friends, the language has also eased.

At that time, I thought, how could she draw so badly? It's not on my level.

Fortunately, all the paintings were preserved at that time, and everyone seemed to want to laugh.

Two people's paintings can't tell the difference between good and bad, because they are all the same, even hers is a little better than mine.

But it was blind self-confidence that kept me going.

I always insist.

My painting is getting better and better, even I can feel it soon.

But this is fast, and it will take a year or two to find out.

Composition painting facial makeup "Wow, the facial makeup you painted is really beautiful!" " ""What you draw here is' four unlike' "... In the art class, the students are talking noisily.

We are learning to draw facial makeup! Teacher Gao solemnly told his classmates: "When painting facial makeup, we should pay attention to the face and facial features, and the face should be large and small.

"The teacher said, and neatly drew two overlapping circles on the blackboard, quite like a light bulb.

Then, the teacher strokes a few times, and a pair of "eyeing" eyes will be fine.

Then, a big nose, a pair of small ears and a slightly tilted mouth were embedded in Facebook by the teacher.

Finally, Miss Gao added several arc patterns, and a vivid face was finished.

Looking at colorful faces, my hands itch, too.

I drew a big circle first and then a small circle according to the teacher's appearance, but the garden I drew was crooked and had to be revised.

It's hard to "grind" a circle, but it's flat. It's just an irregular figure! Alas, I have to redraw ... I finally drew my face, and I encountered another problem when drawing my five senses: how to determine the position? What is the size? Anyway, I decided to put all my eggs in one basket.

I first tick off the position of the five senses with a line, and then draw the shape carefully.

But the symmetry of the five senses is also a difficult point. Although I drew the axis of symmetry with a ruler, my eyes are up and down.

I had to repaint and modify it, and I spent a lot of effort to complete my five senses.

Finally, draw a pattern.

There are many patterns in this pattern, including curved, straight, continuous and discontinuous ... both beautiful and not crowded.

I drew four arc patterns on Facebook's forehead, which can show the protrusion of the forehead. Then an arc pattern is designed in the concave part next to the eyes, and finally several arc patterns are hooked next to the mouth.

You're finished. Looking at the face you drew, my heart is full of joy.

20 14 I model Chinese composition in Guangzhou. About the author interviewing students to wear school uniforms to draw. ...

The happiest thing in winter vacation is to draw New Year pictures.

On the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, I invited some friends to my house to draw New Year pictures.

Let's find some red cardboard, cut it into squares of the same size, and then draw it on the red cardboard of the square.

A few minutes later, we all made a draft. I drew a cartoon dragon, drew many gold ingots and cut the word "Fu".

The next step is to tick, color and decorate.

Mu Mu and I circled the picture first, and then painted it in color with a marker.

Gaga stuck the word "Fu" on another piece of red paper, and put a flower on the word "Fu", which read "Flower Full Moon".

After hard work, we drew more than 20 New Year pictures, including all kinds of "Fu" characters and cartoon dragons, as well as Spring Festival pictures and gold ingots ... After that, we posted all the painted New Year pictures on my corridor, adding a strong new year flavor to the corridor.

I am looking forward to the next winter vacation.

I learned to sketch and help with my homework. I learned to sketch. I have been fascinated by painting since I was a child. Painting has influenced my life.

However, what influenced me most was the experience of learning sketch for the first time.

That summer vacation, my mother and I came to Teacher Song's house to learn painting.

When I first arrived at Teacher Song's house, I saw many brothers and sisters painting a vase in front of me.

They painted the vase vividly.

I was fascinated. Teacher Song was fascinated by me and asked, "Are my brothers and sisters good at painting?" ! Do you want to learn sketch? "When I heard this, I should immediately say," Yes! I draw better than my brother and sister! "Teacher Song took out some plaster synthetic dolls from the study, carefully put them in front of me and taught me to draw.

But I soon found that sketching was not just lip service-Teacher Song taught me to put the drawing board on my leg, and I drew it in a hurry as soon as I set it up.

Teacher Song stopped me from painting without saying a word, and said seriously, "Wait a minute, don't worry, you can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient.

You should pay attention to the steps of sketching. You are holding the pen in the wrong position.

""grab a pen to talk about posture? I'm starting to wonder.

I thought it was enough to draw the object carefully and draw a three-dimensional sense, but I didn't know what steps to talk about! "Teacher Song grabbed my hand and taught me to draw step by step.

"Put the objects away first, and then ..." Gradually, I couldn't help feeling smug when I saw a sketch coming.

I didn't know there was another Land Rover on the road to success.

That's painting the background.

Teacher Song told me: "Painting the background is the same as painting the shadow. You have to draw one by one. You can't draw with strokes without patience.

"I drew one by one according to the method that Teacher Song taught me, but after ten minutes, my patience has reached the extreme.

I began to draw with a pen.

Teacher Song said with a smile: "Children are children, but they have no patience.

"I blushed when I heard this, but after a while, I drew again, because I couldn't let adults look down on children.

/with this belief, I have always insisted.

Time passed quietly, and more than twenty minutes passed unconsciously.

I made it. I finished the first sketch in my life.

Teacher Song praised me when she saw it: "It seems that you children really can't be underestimated.

"Hearing this, everyone smiled happily.

Looking at this sketch, I feel proud.

Although it is not beautiful, it is very valuable.

He taught me that persistence is victory, and iron pillars are ground into needles.

Draw yourself a growth picture. The windmill of time creaks, and the annual rings of years rotate on the tree of life.

Along the way, all the way to harvest, in the growing picture, I also wrote a lot of happiness.

Childhood is the season of dreams.

I remember my mother once mentioned that when I drew lots, adults filled in all kinds of things around me. I looked around, picked up the brush and reached for it. My father deliberately teased me and took the pen in my hand and put it on the other side, but I was a little angry. I let out a cry, grabbed the pen and held it tightly in my hand, and no one could take it away.

At that time, my grandfather was happy and said happily, "This child will be a painter in the future.

"Because of this, I have an indissoluble bond with painting.

When I was in kindergarten, I began to grow up with my tender hands for the first time.

I learn what the teacher draws, and the more I draw, the more I work hard.

I remember once the teacher drew a willow tree with buds on the blackboard. As soon as I saw it, I was interested. I took out my prepared brush and worked on the table for a while. After a while, a lifelike willow tree appeared on the paper.

When I heard my classmates call me "little painter", I was even more happy from ear to ear.

In those days when pen and ink were polluted, I painted a layer of budding cyan on the growing picture with my brush.

Later, I went to primary school.

Set up extracurricular interest groups in schools.

My parents saw that I was so interested in painting that they did not hesitate to sign me up for an art class.

There, I learned a lot of painting skills, as well as many painting masters and their works.

For example, Qi Baishi's shrimp, Xu Beihong's horse, Zheng Banqiao's bamboo and Da Vinci's egg ... Whenever I hear the art teacher tell us about these celebrities, I always make up my mind that I must practice painting well and form my own unique style in the future.

In 2003, in order to celebrate the success of the Olympic bid, the city held a painting competition for primary and secondary school students.

Standing on the scene of the cultural square, facing many contestants, I have a well-thought-out plan. After a little thought, I squatted on the ground and drew one by one. Soon I merged into the world of painting and completely forgot the noise outside. After a while, my work was finally finished. Look, a five-star red flag is flying above the Olympic rings! My work won the first prize in this competition, and I also took a photo. You see, the person with the brightest smile in the photo is me! With this success, I love painting even more. In my spare time, I always like to smear on paper. I am very busy.

The birth of every new work will win the envious eyes of the students.

On the growing picture scroll, I use the simplest color to describe the clearest mood, and use the passionate red to interpret the happiness of painting.

Time passed in such a colorful way. In a blink of an eye, I entered middle school and my homework increased.

However, the picture book on the desk is not covered with lonely dust. In the intense study, I always squeeze out some time to draw on paper.

After entering junior high school, I worked as an artist for the blackboard newspaper, and every time I published the blackboard newspaper, it became my time to show my talents.

Remember the blackboard newspaper with the theme of Teacher's Day. Just when everyone was at a loss, I had a brainwave. I picked up the chalk and drew a burning red candle on the blackboard. The red candle was full of flowers. Red candles symbolize teachers and flowers symbolize students. At first glance, my classmates praised me for my creativity.

The blackboard newspaper in our class won the first prize because of its unique conception, distinctive theme and creative pictures.

In the art class, I am particularly active, and my paintings have also been appreciated by the art teacher Gong.

Of course, I still have a wish in my heart, that is, to be an excellent art teacher like Mr. Gong and make contributions to the art cause in China.

The precipitated past is called memory, and the golden years are called growth.

On the scroll of growing up, I will paint a happy time with the brush in my hand and interpret the happiness of growing up with the softest lines.

When I was a child, I was a timid person, afraid to stay at home alone in broad daylight.

Although I have made a lot of progress with my age, I really want to find a chance to practice my courage.

The opportunity has finally come. I am watching TV at leisure. My mother told me to go shopping in the supermarket. I thought to myself: this is a good opportunity to exercise my courage, and the money I get can also buy snacks. It's the best of both worlds.

So, I rushed out of the door with the money.

However, as soon as I got out of the door, I regretted it a little. It was dark everywhere, and the trees on the roadside bared their teeth like monsters, which scared me to look aside.

And I walked a path without street lights, so I could only walk a few steps and stop for a few seconds by the faint light in the residential building. So I walked a dozen paces in fear, thinking: as long as I go to the place where there is light, I don't have to be afraid.

It's so quiet around, I can only hear my own heartbeat, so I can't help shrinking my neck into my collar, just like a snail hiding in its shell, to gain a sense of security.

Suddenly, a white thing appeared in front of me, and I shouted "Ah". Unexpectedly, it was scared away by my voice, and I knew it was a white cat.

At this time, I have already broken out in a cold sweat, hoping to leave this "horrible" place quickly.

I quickened my pace and finally saw the signboard lights in the supermarket. I ran to the supermarket like a straw ... when I got to the supermarket, I was relieved and went home after shopping.

I had to come to that dark path again, and the tense atmosphere hit me again. How can I be so timid? Don't! I want to be brave, I want to overcome my fear! I have to find a way.

Then, I remembered the story of Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse, skipping and thinking about their ridiculousness ... Now, I am not afraid of the dark, because I know that fear comes from my heart. If I want to conquer fear, I must conquer myself.

Dare to travel all over the world, be timid and not move, light and shadow are like arrows, and time flies.

How time flies! It passed in a blink of an eye, and I also grew from a crying baby to a fifth-grade pupil.

In the process of growth, people always change, and I am no exception. My personality, hair, face, height and so on have all undergone earth-shaking changes.

Let's talk about the change of my personality first.

When I was young, I was very clingy. As long as someone is stuck by me, he will have no peace. Just like when I was young, I was so clingy to my mother. If I don't see my mother when I get up, I will cry until my mother comes back.

I once heard my mother tell stories about my childhood, including my "clingy play". My mother said that once I got up in the morning, I didn't see my mother helping me change. I went out to find my mother by myself, and my father was the only one at home. As soon as I saw my mother's absence, I began to cry and kept rolling on the ground, crying and crying. I washed some milk powder for me to drink, and I didn't even look at it. I have been crying and rolling over there. My father coaxed me several times, but I remained indifferent and continued to cry there. My father had no choice but to call my mother to come back quickly. I cried from getting up until my mother came back. My mother didn't come back until noon, so I stopped crying.

Mom is still making fun of me for this! In primary school, my personality has undergone earth-shaking changes, from the previous clingy personality to an independent personality.

If there is no one at home sometimes or even all day, I won't cry like before. I'll just call my parents and ask them where they are and when they will be back.

Sometimes mom and dad didn't come back for several days, leaving me alone at home.

And once my parents went to Shanghai to watch the World Expo when I was in class. They discussed with me that if I stayed alone, I would go home in a few days. I didn't cry and say no as before, I just hesitated and agreed. My parents are very happy to see my personality become independent.

On the road of growth, we will encounter many difficulties and change a lot. We must use our own efforts to create a bright future. In a small courtyard, I planted the first seed of my life when I was six years old.

The muddy little hand wiped the sweat from his face and immediately turned into a big cat.

My mother smiled and wiped the dirt off my face with a tissue, and my father smiled, too.

I took my mother's hand and walked to my father. I said in a gentle voice, "Mom and Dad, when the seeds grow up, will you show them to me?" Mom and dad nodded with a smile.

This became a little wish of mine when I was a child.

Now these can only be recalled. Recalling these beautiful memories like bubbles, I smiled and shed tears, and my heart was bitter.

These childhood memories are as fragile as bubbles, and they will break when touched.

Now I am not the little girl who is loved by my parents.

Family destruction and parents' divorce are like a nightmare, which scares me all the time.

Now I live on an island, surrounded by an endless sea, and loneliness and fear occupy my whole heart.

However, I can't find a way to leave, only I can do nothing.

One day, grandma called me and asked me to go to her place during the summer vacation.

I said yes, because I haven't been to my grandmother's house since my parents divorced, so it's a diversion.

Sitting in the carriage, staring at the scenery outside the window without focus, nothing has changed, it is still a beautiful scenery, but now things have changed.

Walking into the long-lost yard, I saw a small sapling growing where it was planted ten years ago. Is it ... I hurried into the house and asked my grandmother, "Grandma, when was that little tree outside?" Grandma looked out and said, "That was the seed you planted when you were six years old.

I didn't expect it to be so vigorous and grow so well.

""grow by yourself? " "Yes, your grandfather and I haven't taken care of those flowers and plants for a long time, and he has grown so big himself.

"Look at that tree. ...

Civilization-I just missed a thought-provoking cartoon. I like it very much, because it lets me know how far civilization is from us.

This cartoon has only four squares, which are roughly as follows; After school, Xiao Ming and Xiao Dou, freshmen, are on their way home. When passing by the trash can, the careful adzuki bean found that the trash can was surrounded by peel debris, which was very unsanitary. Adzuki bean couldn't help but hold his nose and say to Xiaoming, "This is really dirty! I don't know who is so wicked, just one step away, and I'm too lazy to leave.

"Say that finish, he asked Xiao Ming to help collect garbage.

Xiao Ming shook his head mysteriously and said, "I have a good idea, too." Please clean it up first! " "After the division of labor was completed, Abortion soon began to work. I saw that she put the garbage together first, and then shoveled it into the trash can bit by bit with cardboard.

Soon, adzuki bean put all the rubbish into the trash can, but at this time, Yao Ming was not idle. When he finished speaking, he posted it on the trash can, only to see that it read; Civilization-only one step away.

After reading this little cartoon, I not only have problems; Is Wen Mingzhen only one step away from us? Indeed, in graffiti, garbage is only one step away from being thrown into the trash can. Is it civilized to throw garbage into the trash can? I thought the same thing.

Not only that, it is also civilized to cross the road and obey traffic laws.

Civilization is actually close to us.

Civilization is just a simple question of right and wrong.

Everyone knows that civilization is very important, but it is difficult to practice.

There is a saying in the cartoon-civilization is only one step away.

But this step is difficult to take, because laziness, lying and so on often make it impossible for us to cross that step, but these are human nature, if you can engrave these bad habits.

This is civilization. Comics are a good example. Some people don't take that step in order to save trouble, and throw the garbage outside the trash can.

Usually Wen Mingzhen is only one step away from us. Why don't we take that step seriously and reach the other side of civilization? This is a thought-provoking question. I think we should really think about it and take the last step ... civilization-there are only two children, one is Xiaohong and the other is Xiaoming. They are good friends.

One day, they were walking home when they suddenly smelled a foul smell. It turned out that a trash can next to them was full of rubbish.

Xiao Ming said, "These people are really lazy. They throw all the rubbish in front of the trash can and never leave. There is really no cure. " .

"Yes, let's pick up the garbage, shall we?" Xiaohong said, Xiaoming said, "Well, let's pick up the garbage and they will throw it away.

""well, what shall we do? " Xiaohong said anxiously.

So, Xiao Ming picked up a pen and wrote a hint on the paper: "Civilization is only one step away", and Xiao Hong began to clean up.

After some struggle, Xiaohong "wiped out" all the rubbish, and Xiaoming also finished writing the tips.

Xiao Ming coated the paper with glue and stuck it on the edge of the trash can.

Xiaohong said to Xiaoming, "You are so clever! You wrote Civilization-Only One Step away.

You can also remind people around you not to litter, to be hygienic and civilized.

In real life, such things often happen in our lives. Let's protect the environment and our home together.

Let's remember the saying "civilization is only one step away".

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