Essay on a little sculptor, essay on sculpture

Today, I played a fun game at Heart Language Composition School - Little Sculptor.

Rules of the game: three people in a group, one of them as a marble, the other two as a sculptor; The sculptor consulted and helped the marble to make a pose; After the work was finished, everyone began to appreciate the work.

The game begins, and the first group to take the stage are Xiaohua, Xiaohong, and Xiaoli. Xiaohua became a marble, and the other two were sculptors. Xiaohong asked Xiaohua to put his left hand on his chest, and then made an orchid finger shape, and then stretched his right hand behind his back to make an orchid finger shape as well.

I thought to myself that these two sculptors were too bad to make boys pose as girls, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought.

At this point, the teacher asked everyone to guess what kind of pose they were posing. The students scrambled to come up with the answers, and none of them got the answers right. In the end, it was the sculptors who gave the correct answer - Chang'e to the moon.

Suddenly, the classmates in the class leaned back and fell back with laughter. Haha, Xiaohua is too miserable. Looking at his flushed face, it seemed that he wanted to hit someone, but he could only endure it, who said that marble couldn't move.

Next, the students who came to the stage also posed as singers, zombies, and dancers, ......Among them, the zombie group impressed me the most.

The sculptors raised their "marble" hands to resemble zombies. At this time, the students in the audience shouted "The zombie is coming!" Suddenly, the "marble" on the stage came to life and jumped up and down towards the sculptor, as if it was going to eat people, which was very funny!

The class was plunged into a sea of joy!

One of my favorite games is: Little Sculptor!

Halfway through the class, Mr. Niu conjured up a piece of red cloth as if he was playing a trick, "What kind of medicine is sold in Mr. Niu's gourd?" The students were even more confused. Then, Mr. Niu invited three students to the stage to play the roles of sculptors, models, and wax figures respectively.

The game begins:

The first game is a thin monkey carrying a school bag.

Teacher Niu first blindfolded the sculptor's eyes, and the sculptor's eyes were pitch black, and he stretched out his "Nine Yin White Bone Claws" to touch around. The teacher first asked the model to pose, and the sculptor began to touch it, first touching the model's small flat head, then touching the face, and then touching a school bag. Then the sculptor began to carve the wax man, but the wax man kept writhing around, and finally the sculptor shouted:

Don't move! The wax man immediately became obedient. After a while, the wax figure was carved.

The sculptor took off the red cloth and looked at it carefully, and said, "Oh my mother! "It turned out that the wax man and the model were only eight percent alike, and the whole class burst into laughter.

The second game of the Golden Rooster Independence.

This time the sculptor is a "big guy"; Before the teacher said to start, the model posed a difficult move - Golden Rooster Independence. The sculptor is like an ant on a hot pot, touching this, touching that, and after touching for a while, he begins to fiddle with the wax man, and when he fiddles with it, he takes off the red cloth, wow! The similarity is 99 percent!

The sculptor nodded in satisfaction.

This game is so fun, I'm going to play it again. And I also learned that the life of the blind is very hard, and we should help them more.

Stone carved cranes.

There is a small river under the mushroom pavilion in the southern suburbs park. The clear water of the river is murmuring. In the sunlight, the surface of the river shimmers with golden light.

In the center of the river there is a stone turtle made of rocks. On the body of the stone turtle stood five stone-carved cranes as white as snow. They all have long legs, a long, thin neck, and a pointed pair under their small eyes, which is really cute.

The tallest of the five cranes held his head high, as if looking at the white clouds floating in the blue sky, quietly contemplating something, and as if inviting the swallows returning from the south to introduce the journey to everyone. The one on the right seems to be looking at a small fish looming in the water in the distance, ready to quickly fly over and pick it up. Beside it, a crane is using the river as a mirror, and is intently dressing itself, as if it wants to compare the beauty of the peach blossoms and green willows on the shore.

The one on the left stretches its neck, as if intently looking down at the fish in the creek. Look at! The one at the front stands tall and majestic, what a spirit!

These five cranes have different postures, and each of them has a realistic image, which deeply attracts tourists. I'd love to see it more!

Sculpture. — The desire to travel through time.

What catches your eye is a statue of you, about one story high, a sculpture. Standing quietly on the lawn of the school, silently looking at the teachers and students coming and going on the campus, his eyes were either happy or caring......

I remember that many years ago, you were not like this, and your name was not like this.

At that time, your name was stone. Living high in the mountains. The lively Bi Shouyun around is your good partner.

Among your partners, you are the most beautiful, with a delicate face, a smooth **, and a straight body. You are like a happy princess who is respected by the stars and cared for in every detail.

In the early morning, standing on the mountain to watch the sunrise, the sun's glow will line your white ** with a little red. You smile slightly, let out a silver bell-like laugh, and your smile is as bright and lovely as an angel.

At dusk, you watch the sunset, and when the sun lowers its face completely, you are like the sun, and you fall into a quiet sleep.

In this way, day after day, year after year, thousands of years passed in sunrises and sunsets.

One day, you are watching the sunrise again, enjoying the light breeze of the mountain breeze. But the sound of footsteps broke the silence in the mountains. Maybe you don't know it yet, but from that day on, your destiny will be changed.

Dozens of people dressed in plain and shabby clothes come up to you and your friends, and from behind them comes an expensively dressed man, lighting a cigarette and constantly spitting out smoke rings one after another. He walked up to you, looked at you carefully, and couldn't help but exclaim: "What a stone, suitable for sculpture, take it away." ”