A detailed description of the action of drawing. Thank you. Help!

His hand was held at the back end of the pencil, and his left hand picked up the still life book, and after carefully studying it for a while, he raised the pen and carefully dropped the pen on the unfinished painting, his wrist was flexibly bent, and the green tendons on the back of his hand became more and more obvious. He stared intently at the tip of the pen, and no one was around, except for the rustle of the pencil rubbing against the paper that filled his world.

It's just my own writing, so it's okay if you don't think it's good

Thinking of this, I gently picked up the pen and sketched on the paper. Strange to say, when I think of my hometown, the pen that I usually don't listen to in my hand is now gently sketched on the paper as if I understood my thoughts. Sketch out the shape and start further depiction.

I was thinking about my hometown, the pothos of my hometown, and while I was drawing, I didn't feel like I was painting, but I was confiding in a best friend. I put my nostalgia for my hometown and my love for pothos into the painting.

Do you want to draw a sketch? What you're saying isn't very clear.

I don't understand what you mean, I don't know if you have a problem with your ability to express yourself, or if I have a problem with my brain, whether this is for writing an essay or an art aspect, I still don't understand.

I saw that his brows were locked, and he was holding a paintbrush in the air for a while, and staring into the distance for a while, and suddenly he got inspiration, and his eyebrows fluttered and he painted.

I scratched my ears and cheeks, and I couldn't draw at first. Teacher Chen walked up to me, smiled and said, "I can't draw at first, it's normal."

As long as you can observe more ** and draw out the details. I picked up my pencil and took out my drawing paper. I drew a stroke on the drawing paper, and it felt a little wrong, so I erased it and redrew it.

After I revised it again and again, I drew a very beautiful picture, and I took it to Mr. Chen to see. Teacher Chen said, "Very good. ”

He glanced at the title, it was to draw his best mouth, it was really a piece of cake, she thought to herself that she gently hooked up the composition, his pen was very blunt, Hua Buzhong, and then look at the careful control next to him, and met for fear that one would accidentally hit, leaving a deep imprint, he quickly took a glance at the composition, they were not finished painting around, he smiled proudly, and began to line, his little finger against the picture quality, the flexible bend of the wrist, the pencil rubbed on the paper, making a pleasant rustling sound, But his legs shook unconsciously, it was so relaxing, he thought.

She sat at a table with the tools she used to draw, and a pencil in her hand. Thinking about the structure of the painting. Then she began to draw, her brushstrokes flowing and natural, with no place to find fault with her.

She was so focused that she wanted to keep everything out. The lines on the paper, although simple, were vividly drawn by her, as if the lines were flowing with them.

She sat in front of the easel, holding a pencil in her hand, her eyes carefully observed the delicate flowers in front of her, the pen in her hand moved slightly, outlining a slightly green line, and then looked up at the flowers, and focused on depicting the plants in the brush, some small leaves overlapped angles, she frowned, thinking about how to ...... the penEventually, she finished the painting.

The pen in her hand moved slightly, outlining a slightly green line, and then looked up at the flowers, and focused on depicting the plants in the pen, some of the small leaves overlapped at angles, she frowned, thinking about how to write...

Hahahaha he stared intently at the tip of the pen, and there was no one around, except for the rustle of the pencil rubbing against the paper that filled his world.