My ideal. As a painter,
My ideal is to be a painter, but it is not easy to be a painter. The first thing is to have a good thinking mind, be good at observing life and think more about problems. Not only that, but also good arm strength and wrist strength. When painting, it's all about the arms and wrists. If you don't have good arm strength and wrist strength, your hand will draw for a while and have a rest. So I exercise my arm and wrist strength at home every day. Wash dishes and mop the floor at home every day, and lift dumbbells 200 times a day. Although it is difficult, I will continue to train to realize my dream.
Many people will find painting very tiring, but I think it is right to be tired. Because painting is an art, I hope my painting can make people intoxicated with different artistic charm. Even if I can't, I will try to make people's lives more entertaining and happier.
Painting is also an art, which requires strong professional skills, such as positioning, theme, coloring and so on. My ideal is to be a painter, so from now on, I will take every art class more seriously and master painting skills. At the same time, I have to practice for an hour every day to improve my painting skills. In addition, I will consult professionals in fine arts, read more books on fine arts, enrich my knowledge in this field, and strive to realize my dream of becoming a painter in the future.
My ideal is to be a painter. If I become a painter in the future, I won't be proud. I will continue to work hard to spread my artistic charm to the whole world, make the artistic atmosphere stronger, deeper and more unique, and let people feel my artistic creation. If I become a painter, I will create more works to share with others, so that people all over the world can feel the happiness brought by art. If I become a painter, I will create more artistic miracles and spread them all over the world, so that my artistic skills will be carried forward forever! !
I want to be a painter when I grow up.
I remember that when I was a child, I wrote a composition of less than 50 words. It reads like this:
I want to be a painter when I grow up and paint the world more brilliantly. Because I love painting, I want to paint.
These words were probably written by my father for me, but the meaning was written according to my idea. Children are curious and write with a sense of accomplishment, so I read this composition every day, but I can't get tired of reading it.
When I was in kindergarten, I painted whenever I had time, as if I were my friend, and I contacted him every day.
In preschool, unlike in kindergarten, I have art classes at school almost every day. Unfortunately, I was not selected for the art group, but was admitted to a performance group. The teacher didn't even look at the work, so he just chose it. What is exasperating is that the teacher chose a boy in the class who was not very good at drawing and went to the art group. Can't a child in Class 9 become an elite? And unusual elites.
Suddenly, I'm in the fourth grade of primary school now, right! A few months ago, I was a junior in grade three. In the third grade, I didn't study very well, and I wasn't in the mood to do anything else. During a cleaning, my father suddenly found a notebook among books. I caught it. Isn't this my composition? But the handwriting is a little unclear, I don't know what it was written at that time. Finally, I gradually forgot the book, but it was still in the most eye-catching place on the windowsill, and I never took it away.
The summer vacation is over, and the life of grade four has begun. Speaking of art groups, I feel elated. I also joined the art troupe. Very interesting. The teacher asked us to appreciate, draw, cut paper and make handicrafts. Very interesting! In the fourth grade, my mother was afraid that I couldn't keep up with other students, so she kindly signed me up for the composition class of Olympic Mathematics. In class, I made a very good friend. He is my deskmate Mix. Xiao Qiao did an interesting thing, tearing a piece of math paper into a note with a lot of words written on it. She wants us to draw lots! I also learned to be small and made many gifts, which is different from others. I drew them all myself! I found myself in love with art again, and my paintings were much better than before.
One day, I tidied up the windowsill and found the old notebook, but the contents in it were clear again, just like what I just wrote. What happened?
It turns out that my wish has been found and kept in my heart: art is my real wish, and no one can take it away from me, but I forget my friends and only care about myself. The most important thing is that I have such a good partner.
I found a friend, gained a lot of self-confidence, and had a specialty that others didn't have. I don't laugh at myself. Although I didn't study very well at first, I found a friend to solve it later. Therefore, I learned the method of happy study. The friend said:&; No one in this world is perfect, no one is perfect, so ldqu can't force yourself, sometimes it will be a mess. Relax yourself and study again!
At the same time, it also made me understand a truth: if you set the goal very high, you will be too tired, and you can complete the goal in stages. As a result, I made progress in my study and got along well with my friends.
I swear to god: although friends are not people, they really exist, and I must cherish them.
If you have a wish, you must realize it with your heart; If there are no volunteers, whatever you do is casting pearls before swine. Even if you do your best, you will get nothing in the end. But I think: the most important thing is to have a heart to support voluntary service, otherwise, even if you work harder than others, you won't get the full and huge fruit you imagined. Can't we wait for him? !