I have been studying painting in an art training class since I was four years old. At that time, I was very uninterested, and I always painted shapeless. That's a radish. I almost painted it as an octopus. It is a dinosaur, but I painted it as a monster. So, the teacher taught us to draw a draft first, and then draw. I did as the teacher said. In less than a month, my painting level has gradually improved, which has become a common occurrence. He has made great achievements in painting and won the first, second and third prizes in the National Primary School Painting and Calligraphy Competition for many times. From oil pastel painting, oil-water separation painting, line drawing, black-and-white painting, paper engraving, gouache painting, to Chinese painting now, I like it very much. I have not only learned a lot of painting knowledge and skills, but also learned a lot of common sense, and learned a lot about the works of many painters and the world in their eyes. Soon I will be promoted again, and I will start to learn sketch and color.

Among the painting methods I have learned, the most mysterious is Chinese painting. Simple water, ink, pens and rice paper can not only draw flowers and birds, landscapes, but also animals and people. A soft brush, with the shade of ink, can show the world, both tangible and spiritual. What is even more amazing is that the ink and pigment painted on paper will not fade when it meets water. Chinese painting is really a treasure of our country.

Chinese painting is not only beautiful, but also diverse and changeable. For example, a brush with two colors can be dipped in two colors with different shades. By controlling the angle and strength of the pen, you can draw pictures with different artistic conception, and the drawn pictures have a strong three-dimensional effect. In meticulous painting, there is a technique called rendering. Just dip the pen in color and draw it on paper, then dip the clean pen in water and take out the color. If you need to control the number of renderings, there will be an excessive effect from deep to shallow, and the picture will be natural. The figures, flowers, birds and landscapes drawn in this way give people a vivid and wonderful feeling. It can be said that Chinese painting brings me surprise and mystery, and I am willing to try my best to master the essence of Chinese painting.

Painting has become a hobby of mine. Whenever I am happy, I will think of painting; Whenever I am tired, I will draw; Whenever I am bored, painting will make me forget my troubles; Whenever I encounter something difficult to express in words, I will pick up a brush. Painting brings me relaxation, happiness, enrichment and wisdom.

I am very happy, and painting can accompany me at any time. In any case, I won't give up painting.

Art and life

When I was a child, I was just a child chasing sand by the sea. The sea never gave me literary talent, and the muse never touched me with her hands. When I grow up, I leave the sea in my hometown. In a bookstore in the city, I first came into contact with so many books. Once, I dug out a collection of poems from a dazzling bookcase with Tagore's quotation printed on it: "Buy a collection of poems with coins in your hand, and it will make your heart as happy as a bird and fly freely in infinite emptiness." I just took a look and bought it like a treasure. Since then, Tagore has brought me to a colorful world. I am fascinated by poetry, just as I am fascinated by the deep and vast sea.

I found the charm of poetry as bright as the sun for the first time. Li Bai, who is optimistic and bold, Du Fu, who is deep and melancholy, and Li Qingzhao, who is graceful and restrained, walked out of the poetry circle ... They showed me everything in the world with different styles of pens. Gradually, I understood Wang Guozhen's sincerity, Shu Ting's delicacy and Wen Yiduo's profundity. I made friends with Shelley and Pushkin and experienced the magnificence of the world poetry garden. Slowly, I found that I can't live without poetry. Poetry always plucks my heartstrings with its invisible hand, plucks people's piano, and drives me crazy. So in class, I learned from the teacher's mouth that Gu Cheng yearned for "the night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light"; After class, I chanted and entered the artistic conception of "lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and lotus leaves are sweet in Hetian". I really feel like a happy bird that Tagore said, flying freely in infinite emptiness.

After reading many poems, I can't help but have a dream and gently open the door of literature hall with my poems. Whenever others play, I am fascinated by exploring the beauty of everything; When all the lights went out, I built a line of poems under the lights alone, and the thin pen tip flowed out the singing of birds, the blooming of flowers and the growth of tender grass ... I wrote the songs in my heart with my own pen, and everything was happy. Every time I send a poem, waiting becomes a part of my life. Although most of them sink into the sea, I sing a song when I think that Jiang Guo is really "frustrated"; When you are sad, write a poem. Because life is always beautiful, my mind is extremely open. Occasionally, I saw my words turn into printed words, and I was so excited that I couldn't sleep well for several nights. Although no one cheered, I felt that the door of the literary palace was slowly opening, and the muse smiled at me. My immature poem just fulfilled my literary dream.

I am addicted to reading and writing poems. That line of verse is a flying butterfly that brought me to a beautiful and colorful garden; That poem is like a firefly. "It gives off a faint light, but it will be bright when it is saved."

I will always be attached to the Muse, and I have no regrets.

Art and life

I never leave anything with me, because I always feel that if I leave something with me, I will lose it, and only those who stay in my heart will never forget it. ...

It was a summer vacation, because of the piano exam, I had to resist the joy of being admitted to junior high school and practice at home. It's so sultry that I have ice in my mouth. Practice hard. From morning till noon, and then at night, I can finally shake my sore arm. I couldn't help it. I went to the balcony. ...

Suddenly, I heard a voice, hazy and clear, with a summer evening breeze, blowing in my ear, brushing my cheek and passing my Liu Haier. The leaves rustle and the sunset glow is subtle and soft. At this moment, the world became strangely quiet, as if only this voice existed. Oh, a flute. Someone is playing the flute. It's melodious, comfortable and smooth. Only a calm person can play so well.

I was intoxicated and quiet ... It took me a long time to wake up from thinking and imagination.

In the next few days, I noticed that this flute sounded every evening, but the flute I heard later was not as good as the first time. As soon as I put down the piano every day, the flute will ring on time, and I will run to the balcony to see the construction site downstairs and listen carefully. I imagine the flute player is a lonely old man, telling his own feelings; Maybe it's a child. I saw a child riding on the back of an old buffalo, playing the flute. ...

One day, I went to the balcony to look down as usual and saw a construction worker sitting on the ground, playing his flute. Suddenly, the flute came to an abrupt end. When it rang again, I was surprised to find that he was playing my music! Although the flute sounds intermittent, I can still recognize it as my favorite piece of music. I didn't see it with my own eyes In any case, I can't believe that a person can play the flute with his ears intact, and he plays it so accurately, although he is not very skilled. Is a worker I used to despise very much! I'm shocked!

In the evening, my mother actually talked about the worker: "Look at others, building a house in the sun every day, is it much more tired than you?" People blow you to bed at night, and it's easy! "

I don't complain anymore. So, in the morning, the flute in my dream woke me up; At night, the flute outside the window accompanied me to sleep. When I was practicing that piece of music, the flute always sounded quietly, but it was very light, as if I were afraid of being heard. Finally, he was no longer afraid. So the sound of piano and flute blend together, harmonious, beautiful and quiet. I am excited, tears are rolling in my eyes, and I think I have found the true meaning of this song, which was found by this worker friend. Yes, my feelings have been sublimated …

When I was taking the exam, the flute kept ringing in my ears. I understand music in my own way. Finally got into 10! I was shocked when I rushed to the balcony excitedly and prepared to summon up the courage to tell the good news to my friends I had never met. A few days of excitement and tension made me forget the buildings that have risen in front of me. Yes, I will never cooperate with that flute again!

Somewhere in the sky, I heard the flute again. I always feel that this flute sounds familiar. It turns out that the flute and that memory have been treasured in my heart forever!

Dear friend, are you still playing the flute? Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? How much a distant girl wants to play a song with you-homesickness.

Not the pursuit of art.

Art is a social ideology that reflects reality with images but is more typical than reality.

Art has always been my yearning, and its unique charm, beautiful charm and fierce competition deeply attract me.

Attract me.

People have loved it since ancient times. It includes music, dance, sculpture, literature, folk art and drama.

Drama, film, etc.

I love art, and I want to pursue art.

The pursuit of art and music, especially the music created by the famous musician Beethoven, is beautiful and mysterious.

Feeling. I often listen to music before writing a composition, and I will be inspired immediately. When you are bored, you can be happy again by listening to music.

Get up. When you are upset, just listen to music, no matter how angry and upset you are at present, you will become comfortable.

..... This is the unique charm of music, which can bring me inspiration, happiness and comfort. ...

Pursuit of art, pursuit of dance. I like dancing since I was a child, and I have great interest in it. After graduating from primary school, I

I took part in a dance class and liked dancing more. Swan dance, with gentle steps and graceful movements, that unique line.

Strip beauty and physical beauty give people a very beautiful charm.

It is good to pursue art and artistic beauty; Good art is art. Fine arts include comics and sketches.

Sketch, oil painting and sketch, etc. I am good at sketching, because I have learned and know the basic skills and tricks of sketching.

And painting. But I don't like sketching the most; My favorite is comics. As many people know, comics are very simple.

Painting that exaggerates the characteristics of things. Very ironic and humorous. But unfortunately, I don't like this kind of cartoon.

Maybe you will ask, isn't that what comics are like? If you don't like such cartoons, what do you like?

What about comics? My answer is: My favorite manga is traditional Japanese manga. Although it's ironic.

And humor, but his cartoonist's painting skills account for a large proportion of the attraction. For example, it is selling well now.

Doraemon! Painter Fujiko Buxiong created Doraemon, a beloved robot cat, with his unique painting skills.

Dream A has greatly increased the sales of this cartoon. This cartoon is not another cartoon, now you should know! Some of us.

Good friends like comics very much; We often compare our own paintings. Do better,

She will make persistent efforts; She didn't do very well. She will redouble her efforts to surpass the best in this competition. because

Therefore, due to our competition, our pursuit of art and comics is more persistent and firm.

I love the pursuit of art, which stems from the charm, charm and competitiveness of art.

concert

I like listening to music very much, because good concerts make people feel calm and comfortable. Once, my father took me to a concert and listened to Beethoven's music played by musicians. I'm on my way with a good mood.

Beethoven's symphony of destiny began. Soft music intoxicated me. Soft music sounded in my ears, as if I was the only one in the whole meeting. A magnificent picture appeared in front of me, like the Yangtze River, and rivers flowed into my heart. Just as a brave man struggles with fate, darkness will surely pass and light will surely come. I woke up after playing a song. Then, the exciting "Moonlight Song" began. I seem to see the mighty sea in front of me. A bright moon rises from the blue sea, adding a mysterious color to the microwave shining sea. A flash of lightning cut through the calm sea, and a big wave rolled up on the sea. The waves are brightly illuminated by the moon, like crystal flowers in full bloom. Deafening thunder sounded and the sea slowly calmed down. At the place where the water meets the sky, several seagulls are wandering back and forth, as if frightened by the thunder.

I didn't return to reality until the music was over. This concert is the one that I feel most deeply, and it is a one that integrates me with music.