Learn 400 words of art, learn calligraphy, and write the ups and downs

Asking to write an essay on knowing is really a death who eats up.

Jin Rongbao. People who love calligraphy are worthy of deep friendship, he and she run in the world of pen and ink, he is very elegant, very quiet.

He will tell you that love is like thick ink, and meaning should be as light as water.

People who love calligraphy are rare people in this world who endure loneliness and prosperity, and are indifferent to the floating world.

Your calligraphy friends love to learn and deserve to be deeply friends.

He goes down to school and goes up, and he is as good as water;

He is erudite and talented, and is good at poetry and writing.

In your life with him, you will feel the joy of learning and progressing.

Your calligraphy friend has perseverance and deserves deep friendship.

He went in and out of the Four Books and Five Classics, gathered the "Feng" to meet the gods, he studied in the Provisional Reading, perseverance, and hard work.

Give you the encouragement and strength to progress.

Your calligraphy friend is kind and worthy of your association.

He is very careful, he understands you, understands you, and cherishes you;

He is very serious and attentive, he will care about you and take care of you.

Your calligraphy friends are patriotic and inherit the quintessence of the country for thousands of years, and your calligraphy friends talk about faith and righteousness and advocate positive energy.

Be with him, soak up the sun, and edify justice.

Your calligraphy friend has the aura of Hanmo, he has a neutral temperament, he is gentle and decent, tolerant and generous, and he is very comfortable and warm with him.

I have experienced too many ups and downs in learning calligraphy. Looking back now, it's like knocking over a five-flavor bottle.

On the first day I arrived at the calligraphy class, I couldn't wait to sign up and wait for the day I started learning. When the day finally came to class, I wondered how happy I was. When I arrived at school, the teacher taught me how to hold the pen tightly in my hand for 15 minutes.

Although my hands were sore, my heart was happy: because I finally learned calligraphy! It's what I love and I'm going to keep it up!

I fell in love with calligraphy, and the more I wrote, the better I went, my mother often praised me, and I won an award. My classmates at school are envious of me! I have more confidence in learning calligraphy.

And just like that, I passed all the way through level six. After the sixth grade, my mother demanded a lot more from me: I made a mistake in writing this one, so I had to rewrite this word.

Every time I finished writing, my mother would say to me, "You are not serious about writing this one, you must correct it next time." Every time I hear this, I will say yes with great reluctance, or even not at all.

I gradually found calligraphy boring and boring. I don't want to stop studying.

Gradually, my mother saw my thoughts, so she said to me earnestly: "Do everything seriously, and calligraphy is the same, only if you are serious can you do it well." I listened to this sentence and thought about it carefully:

Why did I write well at the beginning, but not now? It's not that my mom's demands have increased, it's that I'm not serious. After that, I decided to take calligraphy seriously.

Sure enough, as soon as I got serious, the characters were written, and I found the joy in it, and I didn't feel that calligraphy was boring.

It turns out that you have to be serious in everything you do to do it well.

Downs.

In the blink of an eye, the short "May Day" has passed, and I am about to go back to school. Are you all talking about sad, nervous, funny, funny, and funny during May Day? During the "May Day" festival, I met four friends, "ups and downs".

Let me tell you now!

Sour! During the "May Day" festival, I watched a movie "Pity the Hearts of Parents in the World", in which mothers love and ...... their childrenIt made my nose sour and shed tears.

Sweet! On the May Day, my sister and I caught crabs in the stream in front of my grandmother's house, and the gentle stream water flowed through our little feet, like a water mother caressing my feet, which was really refreshing. We carefully turned over a rock, and saw a big crab staring at us, I chose a spot, quickly pinched the crab's back shell, caught the crab and put it in the bottle, and then we caught six more crabs in the same way.

At dinner in the evening, my grandmother put the crab and winter melon in the soup together, and we ate the crab we caught, which felt very fragrant, fresh and sweet.

Bitter! Hey, poor, my mother told me to practice a pen every day and check it in two days. I didn't dare to think about it, so I hurriedly practiced calligraphy.

After practicing the words, I put it on the table. At that time, our family happened to have a little mouse, and the two pieces of paper happened to be placed next to the cage, but they were bitten and crushed by the rat, and they were beaten by my mother.

Hot! Eating on a hot day has a special taste. On the "May Day" holiday, I went to the little sheep hot pot with my mother and father to eat spicy pot. It choked on tears and coughed. Each of us has a red face and sticks out our tongues.

I really want to go back to the "May Day" Festival, but time flies like water, and it is gone, I can only study hard now, and strive to achieve good results in my studies, so my mother can let me have a good time in the summer vacation!

It is also necessary to think and persevere.