Excellent composition of painting 1 Qin, chess, books and painting are the four quintessences of our country. Qin is a musical instrument; Chess can be described as playing chess; Books can be described as reading; And painting, of course, is painting.
I like painting, it is like a poem, a beautiful poem, a gorgeous poem.
When I was a child, I knew I had fallen in love with painting when my chubby hand picked up a brush and doodled on a piece of white paper. I picked up a blue brush to spread the sky, raised a white brush to decorate the sky, and picked up a green brush. Flowers grow among the flowers, butterflies fly in the bushes, attracting bees to gather honey and play from time to time. Hold up your painting and you will see a new world.
I like painting. Like a bosom friend, it accompanied me through primary school for six years.
When I mentioned the brush, my hands were already familiar with this feeling. Pick up a sandalwood brush and draw a flowerpot, and draw a green brush with thorns. Two white flowers are blooming beautifully. Flowers are supported by green leaves, which line the flowers. Those two flowers are like mist in the air, filled with fragrance, and the green leaves are like buds on the soil, exuding vitality and fascinating.
I like painting. He will accompany me through a long life and overcome all kinds of difficulties.
I love painting, whether it is good or bad, bad or bad, because they are my transformation again and again!
I've always been interested in painting, especially recently I've been fascinated by Q-version figures. I think they are lovely and beautiful. But I have no confidence in painting, because I think my painting is not very good, ugly and careless. Every time I draw, I draw it outside. When you wipe it, you will erase the color inside. So, every time I draw, there are four pictures.
I prefer comics, because comics are cuter and simpler than others. I didn't tell my mother because she painted very well, and I was afraid of what she would say about me. After practicing for a long time, there may not be any progress. I have to tell my mother that I want to learn to draw. Unexpectedly, my mother readily agreed, immediately added art tools to me and promised to teach me in the summer vacation.
I began to practice a little after finishing my homework, and I was very happy. I think I've made some progress. I don't have to worry about being laughed at for my poor painting, and I can also learn many painting methods (such as Chinese painting and sketching). Maybe you can show off in front of your classmates in the future, and you can also draw pictures next to the words to help you learn (mind map)
I also made a small plan, about two classes a week, each class is one or two hours. I will start with the basics. One class will draw facial features, and the other class will draw head portraits. For example, learning hair, eyes, nose and so on. In the first section, then you can draw an avatar in the second section; Then you can draw the whole character.
I hope my mother can teach more vividly. She can draw a demonstration for me and talk about some methods and skills.
I wish my study plan can be successful!
My father told me that he liked painting very much since he was a child. Looking at my father's little picture books, all of them are my father's childhood memories. So I also want to draw my childhood and let everyone know that my childhood is so colorful. I don't want my childhood to be blank and unrecorded! From this moment on, I fell in love with painting.
When I was in the middle class of kindergarten, my mother began to let me learn to draw. At that time, I painted very carefully, but my paintings were in a mess. Moving to a big place, I gradually learned to paint and knead pottery, and then I really entered the field of painting. When I was in the third grade of primary school, I took an art class in senior one. I watched an unremarkable thing painted vividly under the wonderful pen of the art teacher. It really looked like a camera photo, which made me envy and admire. In the fifth grade, painting became better and I understood the essence of painting.
This step is an anodyne process, a portrayal of my growth and a proof of my efforts. I want to go to the road of art and make it shine. When I was in junior high school, I wanted to take an examination of gifted art classes. I believe I can do it, which will impress everyone and make them full of praise. I thought that when I didn't understand art before, the paintings I painted were all grotesque; Now I have made a lot of progress, and the paintings I draw can make people understand my deepest thoughts, which is very different from the previous paintings. Friends who love painting, spread our paintings all over the world, so that everyone can make friends with paintings and let like-minded people communicate in words.
My favorite hobby is painting and making handicrafts. I like to create beautiful works by myself.
I began to like painting when I first went to kindergarten. I draw everything I imagine on paper one by one, and color it with colors.
Later, my mother saw that I liked painting so much that she sent me to a painting class. I learned a lot of painting methods from my teacher. I paint in interest classes and at home. Now my home is full of my paintings, including robots, cartoon characters, fruits and vegetables and so on. With my continuous practice, my painting level is getting better and better.
Not only that, I will secretly prepare surprises for my family! When my parents celebrate their birthdays, I will make greeting cards for them, draw their faces with my heart, and write my blessings, and give them when they get off work. My parents praised me! I bought a little Santa Claus for my sister at Christmas and made a greeting card. My sister is very happy to receive my gift after school! I feel a sense of accomplishment when I see that they are all so happy because of my intentions and surprises!
I like painting, not only because I like it, but also because it can bring me a lot of fun.
Painting is an excellent composition 5. Painting, to put it mildly, is called art. I probably started to contact art from the second and third grade of primary school. At first, I painted children's pictures. Then, after studying Chinese painting and watercolor for a short time, I focused on sketching and sketching. I have been studying intermittently for nearly two or three years, but I still haven't made any progress.
If you want to draw a relatively complete sketch (8 pages), it will take at least three hours. If the paper is large, it may even take four or five hours. So with the increase of grade, my time is getting more and more tense. I haven't drawn a serious sketch or sketch for over a month now. So, tonight, I thought I had nothing to do, so I had an idea: I haven't painted for a long time. Anyway, there are drawing tools such as sketch paper at home, so I will draw a relatively simple cube and test whether my skill has "degenerated". So, I squared up and started "artistic creation". However, when I was halfway through the painting, I suddenly found out: Huh? Why is the painting getting ugly? So, after some "remedial measures" failed, I had to give up. However, I am still unwilling: there must be a result! So, I took a new piece of paper and prepared to draw something. However, in my extreme excitement, the result was predictable: I did nothing but waste two pieces of paper for an hour.
Hey!
Everyone has something he likes to do, and I am no exception. In my mind, there are some things I like, but what I like best is painting.
This Friday, I went to "Tong" to sketch again. I copied a ball and a cylinder according to the sketch book. Teacher Shen suggested that I draw the cylinder thinner, so I did as she suggested. After drawing the outline, I asked, "Is that okay?" Teacher Shen nodded and said, "OK, you can draw light and shade." I finished coloring this painting before class. The whole class lasted for an hour and a half, but I felt it passed quickly, as if I had only painted for ten minutes. Teacher Shen said to me, "You are much better than before, and you are not so short-tempered."
When I was very young, my mother took me to learn painting. First I drew children's paintings, then I drew line drawings, then I turned to children's cartoons, and now I start sketching. I won a gold medal when I studied comics! My goal is to draw a lifelike person. If I keep my feet on the ground, step by step, I think my wish will come true one day!
I really like painting, I hope this wish can come true as soon as possible!
After school on Saturday, I went to Xiang Ying to study English. Today, we learned several graphic English words, such as circle, triangle, square and pentagon. The teacher left us homework. Besides reciting and memorizing, let's use our creativity to draw these figures beautifully.
When I went home to do my homework, I thought about it with my brain. How should I draw? I picked up the brush, ah, there it is! I drew many colorful patterns in the circle, and this pattern became a beautiful colored ball. Draw a square in the gift box. This gift box is really beautiful, because it has colorful colors and patterns. It is time to draw a triangle. What should I draw? Well, yes, I drew eyes inside the triangle and tails outside it. Guess what this is? By the way, it's a lovely little fish. The Pentagon. I'm familiar with it. I regard it as my body. My eyes, nose and mouth are drawn in the center of the Pentagon, my arms are drawn on both sides of the Pentagon, and my legs are drawn below. A beautiful pentagonal doll came out.
Haha, the homework is finished. I am so happy to see the works I designed. When I handed in my homework, my teachers and classmates praised me for my creativity. This is me who loves painting.
I don't know when I began to like painting, because with painting, my life has become rich and colorful!
When I was very young, I always liked to scribble on white paper with colored pens. Every time I finish painting, there are unexpected surprises, either the colors are particularly harmonious and beautiful, or the theme is very creative. My mother always encourages me to say that I have a talent for painting, and my interest in painting is growing under this constant surprise and encouragement, and it has become a part of my life unconsciously.
When I grow up, I sometimes see many big brothers and sisters in the street who can help people draw pictures, so when I get home, I clamor for my mother to be my model, but I can't draw enough. I used to think that sketching was a very simple thing, but it was really not easy. It takes a lot of patience and effort to draw a satisfactory picture. Besides attending training classes, when I am bored at home, I always like to take out my favorite comic books and calm down and draw a picture carefully. Whether it is difficult or easy, I will try to draw. No matter what the result is, I enjoy the process.
I like drawing, a pen and a box of colorful markers. Draw whatever you want, draw my happiness and my sadness. Painting is like my good friend. When I am unhappy, I will draw a picture and feel better. When I am happy, drawing a picture can also bring happiness to others!
Today, we went to the hand-painted place. The teacher taught us the key points of point, line and surface. The teacher drew a circle with two overlapping points neatly on the blackboard, just like a light bulb. Then, the teacher strokes a few times, and a pair of eyeing eyes will be fine.
Then it's our turn to show our talents. I just started painting love, five-pointed star, diamond, line, painting and dot. We painted colorful masks. After success, some people said, "Wow, the mask you drew looks like a monster", while others said, "Wow, the mask you drew is really beautiful!" The mask is a character, and a group of characters make up a wonderful story.
There are twelve lifelike figures in the class today. Some are like monsters, some like fairies, and some like immortals.
Later, each of us took a photo. I looked at the photo and didn't know who was who. Everyone showed their teeth, and with a "yes", our class ended here.
I haven't finished today's class. I hope there will be such activities next time.
10 Every Saturday afternoon, I will go to the art teacher with paint and brush to learn painting.
Today, I went there again, arrived in a hurry, put the heavy picture box on the ground, said hello to the teacher, took a board and a piece of white and flawless drawing paper, pasted it with transparent tape, and drew it. Everything is so natural and skilled. I remember when I first started painting, Lian Bi couldn't even hold it. But now, I am called "master" by the students who draw here.
I started painting. First, I determined the position of the painting, made a small mark with a pen, and then drew the outline in the next step, and then drew it carefully. The pen waved in my hand, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes rotating, sometimes hovering ... After my efforts, I finally got this picture. The picture shows a soldier with a bright treasure knife in his hand, ready to fight. "Well, you can color it now." The teacher came over and said. "Great," I said as I opened the box. I have prepared water, brushes and paints. Under the guidance of my teacher, I chose some blue as the background and some gold as the scale. Drop a few drops of water on the pen and draw. For a while, I drew carefully, and then I daubed it with thick ink ... Alas, after a long time, it was finally OK. The teacher also helped me modify it to make it look better. I quickly thanked the teacher for his advice. Seeing my satisfactory work, I took it and went home happily.
As I walked, I was admiring my painting and thinking, "It's not easy to draw a good painting."
I like painting best, because it can bring me happiness.
When I was a child, I always grabbed a brush and drew my favorite things on paper.
In the first grade, I asked my mother to sign me up for an art interest class. At first, I didn't like talking in a strange environment. I painted people as aliens: sharp ears and sharp nose. It was really ugly! When the teacher saw it, he told others to draw by themselves, so he came and patiently taught me how to draw correctly and in what mood. I, like a deflated balloon, can hardly listen to a word. The teacher said, "If you choose painting, you must stick to it." Hearing this, I immediately picked up a brush and drew another one.
Finally, I drew a beautiful picture. Here comes the teacher again. He nodded and smiled with satisfaction.
Once, I accidentally spilled ink on the wall when I was writing calligraphy, and my mother severely scolded me. After being scolded, I was full of grievances, ran back to my room in tears, locked the door and cried on my desk. Suddenly, I saw the crayons on the table, so I took out a piece of paper and began to draw.
I drew birds, the sky, clouds, the sun and me standing among the flowers with a bright smile. Grandpa Sun in the painting smiled and seemed to say to me, "Be happy, son, and think about happy things." I seem to hear the birds chirping and singing cheerful songs in the painting; It seems to smell the faint fragrance of flowers. I am immersed in the world of painting, laughing happily with the "I" in the painting.
I like painting more and more, because painting can take away troubles and bring happiness.
Excellent composition of painting 12 Hello everyone, my name is Qiao Yujie, and I am 9 years old. I was named because I was born on a rainy day. Mom and dad want me to be as clean as the sky after the rain. I have big eyes, a small nose, a red mouth and shiny black hair. Do you want to know more about me? Now listen to me.
I have a wide range of hobbies, such as painting, reading, singing and opening my own "small shop" ... Among them, I like painting best, but I am always careless. I remember once, I wanted to draw, but I didn't know what to draw. Suddenly, I saw my father, so I had a flash of light and drew my father's face! But dad wouldn't let me, and I cried and insisted on painting. Dad couldn't stand it and finally "surrendered". I ran to get a pen and paper ... time passed by little by little, and finally I finished painting. I showed the photo to my mother, who smiled and said, "This ... this is not your father." Ha ha laugh ... "Dad turned blue at first sight. I quickly took a look at it. It turns out that I accidentally painted my father's nose as a pig's nose and my father's ears as pig's ears. The whole family burst into laughter and I bowed my head shyly.
This is me who loves painting.
Excellent composition of painting 13 I have taken art classes every Saturday afternoon this semester, in order to improve my art performance.
When I went to paint in the first week, the teacher asked me to paint trees and houses. I thought to myself: What's so hard about this? But on the contrary. I will make the house smaller and smaller. After a while, I finally finished painting. But look, ah! Where did you get a house without land? So, I drew it again, not bad. I watched it again, ah! There are no chimneys, doors and windows in the house. Who can live in such a three-bedroom house? I finished reading the painting, ah! There are neither ticks nor coloring. I put it in my bag after adding it. I thought to myself: it seems not as simple as I thought.
I will show this painting to my father as soon as I get home. My dad said, this painting is good! I am very happy and confident. I thought to myself: painting can't be learned in a day or two. You must persevere to succeed. As long as I persevere, I will be able to master the painting method.
In the next few weeks, the more I draw, the more progress I make, and I will draw soon. After painting for several weeks, I understand that it is not easy to master a skill in one day. You must study hard to really master this skill.
Oh! I forgot to tell you how to draw. This method, like learning, should be careful. This is the method.
Painting excellent composition 14 My favorite thing to do is painting. I always like to draw a few strokes after learning.
What is the reason? Then listen to my painting story.
This matter has to start with Xiaohua in our class. Every time after class, other students go outside the classroom for activities. Xiaohua always sits in her seat, doing something seriously. After a long time, it aroused my curiosity and always wanted to have a chance to see what she was doing.
One afternoon after school, all the students left. I saw Xiaohua sitting quietly in her position, drawing something meticulously. I crept up behind her and watched carefully. It turned out that she was painting, and she didn't finish painting. Sometimes she is meticulous, and sometimes she is sketching, even though she only has a pencil in her hand.
I squinted to see what she was drawing, and I waited quietly.
About a few minutes later, I saw that it was an apple. I can only describe it in one word, and that is lifelike! It's amazing that a pencil can draw such a real picture. I also want to try! I left quietly without disturbing Xiaohua.
From then on, I like painting, and I have been sticking to it until now. What do you like to do? Tell me everything!
Zhou Keyu, the vice monitor of our class, has a black hedgehog head. However, it feels soft and comfortable. There are two big eyes as bright as two bells under a pair of crescent eyebrows. Even mosquitoes can't escape his eyes. The small nose is slightly upturned, giving people a playful feeling. Ears are big, like two big erasers, and a pair of big hands are furry, like two bear's paws. He always likes to wear colorful clothes. Legs are particularly thin, especially like two bamboo sticks.
He likes painting, I remember once. Without further ado, Zhou Keyu took out a pen and paper from the cupboard and put it on the table, and quickly began to write. He has been drawing cartoon characters, and after drawing one, he is drawing another. I went to talk to him, but he wouldn't listen. I thought, "If my mother calls him at this time, he will turn a deaf ear to what she says." He drew a few numbers, which attracted the attention of his classmates. Some of them started painting, while others watched, pushing me and my classmates aside. However, Zhou Ke told himself that he didn't care about it at all, and he was still absorbed in painting, humming while painting. How lazy he looks!
This is a Zhou Keyu man who loves painting.