"xxx, the name in your notebook is well written, but it would be better if this vertical column could be stronger!" In art class, such comments always pop up from time to time. Don't doubt your ears, this is an art class, because our art teacher has a good knowledge of calligraphy and is quite accomplished!
The teacher's surname is Wu, and he is thin. He always likes to hang a pair of reading glasses on his nose. Since he started our art class, the atmosphere has always been so warm and the laughter has been constant, because no one knows what will happen next ... In order to fully reflect Mr. Wu's love for calligraphy, he always likes to comment on the words we wrote, which means "hate iron and not produce steel", and his "works" can be seen everywhere in picture books. No, here's your chance. The theme of art class in this unit is about Chinese characters. Teacher Wu is gearing up and showing his talents. The blackboard is full of all kinds of "dragons", which is still unfinished. Some good people will take out a piece of paper and say, "Mr. Wu, your handwriting is really like a great calligrapher." Leave me your Mo Bao, too! " Mr. Wu's face was flushed, his eyes lit up, his mouth smiled to his ear, and he became more and more excited, but the "realists" couldn't help worrying-who would clean this blackboard!
Over time, we gradually fell in love with Mr. Wu, and found him amiable and easy to talk, until one day ... that day, we were ready to go to art class very early, and the table was full of watercolor pens, oil pastels and gouache paints ... When Mr. Wu came, everyone was busy preparing for color mixing and painting. Who knew that Mr. Wu actually asked us to take out our math books and rulers? No way! I haven't heard that he wants to "abandon" art and "invest" in mathematics. Is he going to give us a math lesson? He asked us to measure the length and width of the math book first, and then asked us to calculate its proportion, which made everyone confused and wondered what medicine he was selling. A minute later, a classmate who was particularly good at math shouted, "0. 6 ..... "At this time, Mr. Wu looked a little proud and said happily," Students, today we are going to learn the golden ratio. "
Say that finish, he quoted a bunch of figures, let's calculate. Everyone carefully pushed open the art equipment, squeezed out a small clearing, and got busy, which made us dizzy. Monk Zhang Er couldn't help asking Mr. Wu, "Is this an art class or a math class?" After listening to it, he seemed to suddenly realize that he began to let us draw vases, borrowed a ruler from his classmates, measured it carefully and counted the golden ratio in our paintings. He was so busy that he hung reading glasses on his nose and slipped to the tip of his nose. ...