Write a paragraph each in imitation of I Think and Ink Painting in Childhood .

1. "By the Stream" fishing children, so happy, the quiet stream reflects the willow trees that love beauty, reflects the reflection of fishing children, the quiet fishing rods, and the red dragonflies, we seem to feel that the air has stopped flowing.

2, "On the River" children playing in the water, so naughty, a group of children jumped into the water like a flock of ducks, splashing each other in the water, splashing and playing with each other, just in this play, a child got into the water, disappeared, suddenly a splash, he appeared, smiled mischievously, revealing two pairs of little tiger teeth.

3, "Under the Banyan Tree" water droplets roll on the green lotus leaves, and the frogs chirp rhythmically. Clusters of branches and leaves are covered with banyan trees, and I want to taste the fragrance of books under the tree. I don't know that I am in reality, but I am intoxicated by the beautiful fairyland.

4. "School" can't hear the birds singing on the branches, but the sound of reading spreads all over the campus, the pages are gently turned on the desk, the ink slowly flows out from the tip of the pen, and the little hands are held high in front of the teacher, and they also want to tell the teacher their hearts.

5. "Flowers" butterflies stop on green leaves and flutter their wings slightly, and dragonflies fly quietly under the sun. The green grass fills the whole clearing, and the naughty children play with each other, and the laughter and laughter merge into the whole grass.

School. The bird stopped on the branch, forgot to dance, and lowered its head, listened, listened carefully.

The sparrows did not chirp either, but listened quietly, and it turned out that the children were playing a symphony of reading.

Suddenly, a crisp bell broke the silence of the campus.

The children all went to the playground to play.

Ink Painting of Childhood: Take a day of happiness, just to play with friends. Wandering around the grass and disappearing, just waiting for them to come from it. Who scared the birds away with a laugh? Think about it hahaha.

It was a beautiful time in the early morning on campus, and the children carried their school bags to school.

The playground is full of energy, the classroom is full of books, birds sing outside the window, and flowers spit out their fragrance.

Forest loggers are coming and making the forest terrible.

The critters run and run, making the forest noisy.

The "Red Scarf" is coming, making the forest as quiet as it used to be.

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Childhood ink painting your favorite picture of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, write it in your own language as follows:

At that time, the whole picture was ink-colored, with a faint ink, a thick ink, a thick line of ink, and a dream with thick lines and thin lines, only a few small lanterns, which were red, so I was particularly impressed, I felt that the Jiangnan in the ink painting has always been the few small lanterns that I yearn for, and they have always been warm in the depths of my memory.

Ink painting is a branch structure of Chinese painting and one of the elements that make up the system of Chinese painting. From a physical point of view, ink painting is a form of painting depicted on rice paper by dipping a brush in a composite of ink and water. Chinese blue and white porcelain is a kind of porcelain that uses natural cobalt as the color, depicts the pattern with a pen on the white porcelain embryo, and then covers it with a transparent glaze, and finally fires it at a high temperature.

Because the blue and white porcelain pigment is very expressive, it can be thick or fine, and it can absorb the techniques of Chinese painting, creating complex and diverse artistic effects according to different needs, and enriching the national characteristics of the aesthetics of porcelain-based Kai ware.

In addition, the decoration process of blue and white porcelain is to directly depict various pictures and patterns on the white blank, similar to painting, its gestures, composition, charm, spirit, etc. are quite similar to Chinese paintings, and the effect of firing also has the characteristics of Chinese painting.

The basic impression of Chinese painting to modern people is that it is a form of painting composed of shades of ink. Although the use of ink painting by Chinese painters was influenced by the Taoist and imperial tendencies to worship black, it should be noted that black and white sensing and the visual function of sensing black and white are the accumulation of human beings after millions of years in prehistory, and light and dark, black and white belong to the most primitive basic monochromatic reaction of human beings.

The imitation of childhood ink painting how to write the playground is as follows:

Writing ideas: first highlight the conclusion to be expressed in the whole article, and then discuss it layer by layer around this conclusion, rather than giving a conclusion after a long speech. For example, in the case of the front of the head, most people write the structure that belongs to the left border, but after using the pyramid principle, it becomes the structure in the right box.

Text: Childhood is colorful, like a beautiful seashell by the sea; Childhood is carefree, like a prodigal doll who laughs all day long; Childhood is innocent and sweet, and it is like a clear spring in a mountain stream. In the heart of memory, the key to my childhood opens the heart that fills my childhood.

At noon that day, when I was six years old, I was playing on my grandfather's farm, taking out the candy in my pocket and eating it while admiring the idyllic scenery. Suddenly, my eyes turned to an old man who was burying something, and I ran over and asked, "Grandpa, what are you doing?" ”

The old man raised his head, a smile on his kind face, and said, "Little sister, I'm planting!" After autumn, you will be able to harvest a lot of delicious food!

When I heard this, I got home and ran to the farm with my toy shovel, and dug in an open field, and when I had almost dug up, I took out the colorful candy, peeled off the candy wrapper, put it in the dug soil, and gently covered it with soil, and buried the candy wrapper in the soil next to the candy I could see.

Then I used a toy shovel to dig up the soil again, put the candy peeled off the paper in it, covered it with soil, and made a candy paper mark. When I was done, I "planted" the candy and triumphantly fantasized: "I won't have to worry about running out of candy in the future!"

By the time autumn I have two candy trees, and I can eat candy every day without having to buy it! Hahaha! "I watered and fertilized it for days on end.

In the fall, I went to my grandfather's farm again, and I ran excitedly to the place where there was candy wrappers, and looked at it with great excitement, but I was very disappointed that there was no candy tree at all, and there was no sprout, and I dug up the soil sullenly, and there was no candy at all. I'm crying! After running home, I didn't even eat or sleep.

When my mother saw me like this, she asked me, "What's the matter, Xiaoyan, you've been sullen since you came back from the farm." "I told my mom what it was all about.

The mother smiled and said, "Silly boy, the candy has melted in the soil, and the candy is already a sweet product of sugar cane, how can it grow?" Listening to my mother's words, I nodded stupidly.

The school didn't hear the birds singing on the branches, but the sound of reading books spread all over the campus.

The pages of the book are gently turned over the desk, and the ink slowly fills in from the inner tip of the pen.

of outflows. The little hand was held high in front of the teacher, and he also wanted to tell the teacher what he wanted.

The water droplets under the banyan tree roll on the green lotus leaves, and the frogs chirp rhythmically.

Clusters of branches and leaves are covered with banyan trees, and I want to taste the fragrance of books under the tree.

I don't know that I am in reality, but I am intoxicated by the beautiful fairyland.

Pond ducks play in the water and comb their white hair.

Fish frolic in the pool, splashing transparent waves.

Children swim in the pond and laugh with tadpole frogs haha.

Flowers, butterflies stop on green leaves and shake slightly, dragonflies fly quietly under the sunlit shower. The grass covered the clearing, and laughter melted into the grass.

The school can't hear the bird

Singing in the branches.

It's just that the sound of reading is spread all over the campus.

The pages of the book are gently turned on the desk, specialized.

Ink flows out of the nib slowly.

The little hand is held high in front of the teacher.

I also want to tell my teachers what I think.

The water droplets under the banyan tree roll on the green lotus leaves, and the frogs chirp rhythmically.

Clusters of branches and leaves are covered with banyan trees, and I want to taste the fragrance of books under the tree.

I don't know that I am in reality, but I am intoxicated by the beautiful fairyland.

Put the beach crabs.

The sand is used as a carpet for resting, and the sand is as soft as a sponge. The sun turned the beach yellow, and a pair of little hands piled up castles, and suddenly the castles collapsed, and the children chased after them like ducklings.

Butterflies fly around, as if they are choosing beautiful flowers to be brides.

I saw it, and when it came.

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The school could not hear the birds singing on the branches.

It's just that the sound of reading is heard all over the campus.

The pages are gently turned over the desk, and the ink slowly flows from the tip of the pen.

The little hand is held high in front of the teacher.

I also want to tell my teachers what I think.

The water droplets under the banyan tree roll on the green lotus leaves, and the frogs chirp rhythmically.

Clusters of branches and leaves are covered with banyan trees, and I want to taste the fragrance of books under the tree.

I don't know that I am in reality, but I am intoxicated by the beautiful fairyland.

Before the flower, the eyes moved from the flower to the paper again and again, and the appearance of the flower was drawn in my heart.

A crayon slides lightly over the paper.

A flower slowly blooms on paper.

A bee flew around the paper.

It seems to have smelled the fragrance of flowers.

In the distance, a round of sun crept up the hillside, and against the blue sky, it became confused and beautiful.

Look, there are a few geese flying around, as if they can't find their way home.

The sun is like a painter who dyes the people who work in the mountains red.

A ribbon by the river that was as bright as glass was twisted and curved, as if there was no end.

The small fish jumped out of the water, as if to say hello to the sun.

The tall "guardian" next to him was still standing.

Forest loggers are coming and making the forest terrible.

The critters run and run, making the forest noisy.

The "Red Scarf" is coming, making the forest as quiet as it used to be.

The sun umbrella on the beach regards the sand as its companion, and the sandcastle treats the sand as its brother.

The children grabbed the sand, and you laughed at me haha.

It was a child who jumped on the sandcastle at once, and suddenly there was a "sandstorm" next to the beach.

A round of sun crept up the hill in the distance, and he was like a painter, dyeing the woods red, and against the blue sky, she became confused and beautiful.

The countryside does not hear the noise of the streets.

The green fields are also very quiet.

The wheat sprouts danced in unison in the breeze.

The puppy slept soundly on the floor.

Occasionally, the laughter of children can be heard.

It was when they flew a kite at dusk after school.

The lake and the river are flowing clearly.

The little bird on the branch stretched.

Like ducks jumping into the water.

The splash was three feet high.

Where did the water hyacinth go?

It turned out to have been drilled into the water.

Orchard butterflies and bees flying around.

Little squirrels jumping around in the treetops.

A pair of small hands reached up to the fruit on the tree.

A burst of laughter followed.

Where did the gurgling, clucking, clattering sound come from?

It turned out to be a naughty ghost who took advantage of people's unpreparedness to eat the fruit.

The campus can't hear the birds singing on the branches, which tube campus radio is raised.

It's just that the sound of reading is heard all over the campus, and the pages of books are gently turning on the desks.

The little hand was raised high in front of the teacher, and there was always an indelible smile on his face.

Yongan No. 9 Middle School is attached to the primary school.

The children on campus regard the campus as their home, and everyone guards and loves her.

The sound of children reading aloud in the classroom swayed back and forth in the classroom.

The sun shines through the windows, and I want to hear interesting stories from books.

Before the flowers, by the river, in the jungle ......It's all right.

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Sky. The fighters in the sky are like skilled eagles, attacking and fighting together. Bullets flew past my ears, and you defended me from attacking tacitly. Which hero was shot down by a fighter plane and destroyed only to hear a bang! **.

I won't say it......If you don't live on your own, you're going to leave school. Someone called you at home, already. You want me to go and have fun. You. You want me to go ** and have fun!

The autumn wind wakes up the earth, the earth wakes up the autumn rain, the autumn rain awakens the wild geese, and the geese wake up the maple leaves.

The maple leaves dye the orchard red, and the orchard exudes a fragrance, which intoxicates the children and makes them happy.

The sound of joy spread far away, and the sick and poor people ate sweet fruits, and happiness overflowed their faces.

The school could not hear the birds singing in the branches.

It's just that the sound of reading is heard all over the campus.

The pages are gently turned over the desk, and the ink slowly flows from the tip of the pen.

The little hand is held high in front of the teacher.

I also want to tell my teachers what I think.

Childhood is a painting, in which there is our colorful life, and childhood is a dream, and in the dream there is our imagination and longing. I believe that everyone is young.

There will be fantasies and some happy times every year, please tell everyone.