Unit 8 Composition of Grade 6 1 Speaking of exquisite handicrafts, I do have a few at home, but my favorite is the "Christmas" wall lamp used by the elderly, which is only about 10 cm high. This is a birthday present that my mother bought me from a handicraft shop last year. Small and exquisite, funny and lovely, really pleasing.
Look, the "old man" wears a red wool hat on his diamond head, and a plush ball is tied to the top of the hat, hanging forward. There are two thin black curved eyebrows under the prominent forehead, which really look like two small sickles lying there. Two eyes, not too big, stare round as if staring at something. Two black eyes the size of red beans are still flashing! There is a pair of blue glasses on the low nose. Its red nose sticks up like a red cherry. It seems to have something to be happy about. You see, it has a big mouth, and the corners of its mouth are tilted with laughter, and two pimples have gathered on its cheeks. The long beard and hair are linked together, which looks so funny. Below the slender neck is a lamp holder. There is a small black switch in front of the lamp holder and two pins at the back. Just plug the pin into the socket connected to the power supply, and then gently pull the switch, only to hear a bang! Look at the red-faced Santa Claus.
Christmas brings me happiness. I love my "Christmas" old man with a small wall lamp.
On July 30th, my grandparents and I went to Shangdu Art Museum and visited the painting and calligraphy exhibition of Xu Peidong and Bao Guozeng. We get off at Chengdong Road. On the sidewalk, Fatong is tall, shaded, breezy, and cicadas are singing. I saw a high slope on the west side of the road, lush, which is the ruins of the mall and a national key cultural relic. Shangdu Art Museum stands beside the ruins of the mall. Although it is not high, it is magnificent. White walls and blue tiles, a combination of Chinese and western, convey the brilliance of art everywhere. It is very durable.
Xu Peidong is a famous composer, and his works such as Love My China, Flying Songs of the Earth and Spice Girls are widely sung. I didn't expect his handwriting to be so good. Grandpa likes calligraphy and showed me the exhibits first. Then choose a few to look at carefully. Grandpa talked about writing with a pen from strokes and structure, from density and layout to looking around and echoing, from choosing ink and taking paper, to coloring and mounting. I was fascinated by it. It turns out that calligraphy is still so particular.
The painter Bao Guozeng is still from Mangshan, Zhengzhou. As soon as I entered the exhibition hall, I was very eye-catching. From peach blossom, pomegranate and wisteria in spring to lotus, towel gourd and pumpkin in summer, from loquat, peach blossom and kumquat in autumn to pine, plum blossom and bamboo in winter, he is full of the fragrance of life and art. This painting is so vivid. We came to a masterpiece with four kinds of plants, pine, bamboo, orchid and plum. Pine trees stand tall and straight, red berries stand proudly, bamboo is chic and orchids are elegant. Grandpa said, "This is the Four Gentlemen of Cold Age." Grandpa asked, "Is it delicious? Is it like it, really different from it? " I said, "Well painted, it really looks like it, but why not exactly like it?" Grandpa smiled and said, "What are you looking at? Painting is an art, vivid and expressive, expressing charm between likeness and dissimilarity! See more, learn more, and do more to know its beauty. "
Calligraphy and Chinese painting are the quintessence of our country, and they are seldom contacted. Once we visit them, we will have endless aftertaste. Although I can't be a calligrapher and painter, I am willing to learn nutrition from it, cultivate my body and mind, and become a good teenager with comprehensive knowledge and wide hobbies.
Today, I'm going to have a painting class in the morning. When I walked into the studio, it was so cool! So it is air conditioning!
Everybody's here. The teacher is here, too. Let's start the lecture. Today's lesson is that the teacher first drew a cat on the blackboard, then drew the cat to the shore, and then drew some fish swimming in the river. The cat glanced at the fish.
What the teacher asked us to draw is that the cat on the shore can't catch fish, so it looks at the fish on the shore. I don't know how to draw. I look around and I'm anxious! I finally thought of it. I draw a cat first, then draw a circle as the shore, and then draw some small fish to spit bubbles in the river. The river was crystal clear, and then I drew some small fish.
I'm going to start coloring. I opened the crayons and thought about it. The kitten should be painted purple, so that the kitten looks very temperamental.
Yeah! Finally, I drew. Then, I drew the background of the ocean with an oil pastel. A complete picture appeared before my eyes. I showed it to the teacher happily, but I was afraid to go alone. The last classmate went to find a teacher, so I went to find a teacher with her. The teacher looked at her photo and said, "You can go!" It's my turn I looked at the teacher nervously. The teacher said calmly, "Draw more fish, there are too few." Oh, what a tragedy! I went back to my seat and drew some fish. I held the photo high and looked at it. Enough! I went to see the teacher again, and the teacher said I could go.
After leaving the studio, I feel very tired today, but I still feel very happy. Better than staying at home. I want to show this picture to my parents and tell them what happened today!
One day this summer, a song came from the exit of Shenzhen subway station: "I wish you peace, oh, I wish you peace ..."
Peace be with you was sung by Sun Yue, but at this moment, she is an old woman who is a street performer. With a microphone in her hand, the old lady tried to sing a beautiful and moving song in order to get that little money. But the men, women and children who pass by this old woman will only listen to this song and leave. How many people will leave love behind?
Listening to this song, I stood there and looked at the old woman's familiar face, feeling sorry for my heart and conscience. Actually, I went to splendid china the other day. Folk village ",at the entrance and exit of the subway station, I met an old woman, but at that time, I defiantly walked to the depths of the subway station. And this old woman appeared in front of me again, can I still turn a blind eye? No, I can’t . I can't regret it any more
I was finally attracted by the singing. When I came to the old woman's side, I took out 1 yuan from my wallet, bent down gently, and carefully put this yuan back in the old woman's iron plate for fear of being blown away by the wind.
Finally settled down. Really, really, the old woman's singing is really nice, but why are passers-by heartless? I suddenly want to know, why did that old woman choose to sing Sun Songyue? I think, the old woman should hope everyone is safe! However, I think that only a caring person can really get this "peace" and get the sincere blessing of the old woman. Because, God will only look at those who have love, not those who don't.
Out of the subway station, "I wish you peace" floated out from behind me. This song tells me that the world needs love!
The experience of learning to draw in Unit 8 of Grade 6 is the deepest in my memory and has been deeply hidden in my heart. Now, I blow away the dust and touch the dusty memory. It reappears in front of my eyes, as if those years had reappeared in my heart. It was also in those years that I entered the silent world.
I was seven years old that year, and my mother took me into the world of painting. When I first met Miss Jiang, she was very young. She is tall and thin. I'm really worried that a gust of wind will blow and she will fly.
So, I followed her for three years as a mentor. At first, I could only draw some simple things, such as birds and trees. Later, she taught me to draw a hot air balloon. To tell the truth, I didn't know there was such a thing in the world at that time. After that, I began to paint crazily, and there was not enough paper. She said, "The paintings painted by this artist are perfect." I don't understand.
After listening to her words, I practiced well, but I couldn't practice a perfect painting, and she didn't say anything. Then I got tired and stopped. She added, "Be persistent." I started practicing again, but not like before.
Those days, I was in a bad mood. So she took me to Pengzhou to see peonies.
I saw the peony. It's beautiful. I feel much better when I see her. I especially like A Thousand Piles of Snow in Pengzhou. From a distance, it looks like a pile of snow on a branch, but from a close look, it smells elegant. My inspiration broke out immediately, and I drew a peony picture at once, but my painting skill was too poor. I've been thinking about it for days.
After her training, I can draw people, but it's not pretty. I don't know why she began to say something strange, "I'm going far away soon." I don't know the meaning of death, so I don't know that she will leave me in two years.
She left, just as she came gently. She must have gone to heaven.
Just four years ago, she came into my world, and she shocked me. Two years ago, she left me forever, I can only say; "Goodbye, Miss Jiang."
A few years ago, my father bought a glass horse from Nanjing and put it on the cupboard in my hall. Although there are many beautiful handicrafts in the cupboard, my favorite handicraft is the most striking and powerful glass horse.
This glass horse, with bright eyes and vigorous spirit, always reflects two shining lights, which is particularly energetic. Two small triangular ears stood nimbly, as if listening to the surrounding movements at any time. The rows of manes on his body make this vigorous glass horse gallop even more fiercely and dazzling. What is even more unexpected is that this glass horse has a big brown tail behind its fat body. Just throw it gently and it will flash before your eyes like a bolt of lightning. Really chic! In front, the horseshoe has been flying in the air, the other one is slightly bent, and the other two horseshoes are pushing the body forward. This flying posture is really dignified and domineering.
Every time I see this galloping glass horse, I can't help but think of its indomitable quality. It is because the horse has such a fearless character that all the difficulties it meets can be solved and overcome one by one. Isn't it? As Du Fu, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote: "Your direction is not empty, which is truly worth living and dying. If there is such a thing, it will be rampant. "These two poems represent the will and character of horses. Therefore, whenever I see this mighty bronze horse, I will try my best to be fearless. Never back down, go forward and be invincible.
This glass horse symbolizes "courage" and "immediate success". As long as you don't give up halfway and don't back down, you will succeed. This bronze horse has always inspired me, it will accompany me through ups and downs, it will accompany me to the other side of success, never back down, and never give up.
Unit 8, Grade 6 If I want to say that I like a work of art, it is the cross-stitch "Song Yan He Nian" hanging on grandma's wall.
Introduce a work of artistic composition, although cross stitch in my eyes is not as thick and transparent as oil painting; Not as grand and magnificent as Chinese painting; Not as elegant and simple as watercolor painting. However, I still like ordinary "cross stitch", because it is close to us, within reach, and does not need too advanced artistic skills. As long as you are calm, calm and step by step, you can "draw" a perfect work with a needle. Look around my house: the "fruity smell" in the dining room, the "elegant orchid clock" and "flowers" in the living room, the "sunflower" in the bedroom and the "small bridge flowing water" in the study.
Among all my mother's cross-stitch, my favorite is "Songhe Yannian", which my mother spent nearly a month making as a holiday gift for grandma the day before Mother's Day. Look at the rising sun in Ran Ran in the sky above the work, next to the branches and leaves of pine trees. The four cranes in the middle of the work have bright red heads, slender necks, white feathers and slender legs. They look different, lifelike and magnificent. Below the work are colorful flowers. The layout of the whole work is reasonable and the colors are coordinated, giving people a feeling of freshness, elegance, transcendence and profound meaning.
Cross-stitch is a perfect combination of classical art and modern art. All cross-stitch in my family is embroidered by my dear mother. "Cross stitch" is not a real work of art, but it fully embodies my mother's deep affection for home and love for life. The pursuit of art; Filial piety to parents; When my mother embroidered cross-stitch, she had devoted herself to cross-stitch, as if she had been integrated with cross-stitch. composition
When I was in the first grade of primary school, I began to learn to write Chinese calligraphy. I remember one day, when I was writing with a pencil, my grandfather looked at it and said to me, your handwriting is so ugly! Words are like people wearing clothes. If they write well, people will feel comfortable. So, grandpa took me to the calligraphy class to learn calligraphy.
At first, I was curious. Look! With a stroke of the pen, the teacher wrote a beautiful word. I picked up a pen and began to learn calligraphy. However, after a while, I found it difficult to write well for the first time, and I was afraid of difficulties and even annoyed. Finally, I had the idea of backing out. At this time, grandpa said seriously, "No matter what you learn, you will encounter difficulties, and so will writing." You must insist on writing well, and you must not give up halfway, otherwise your previous efforts will be in vain! " . After listening to grandpa's words, I gritted my teeth and persisted! After more than two years of persistence, my calligraphy has made progress. In order to encourage me during the Spring Festival this year, grandpa posted my couplets on my doorstep. My neighbors praised my good writing and gave me great encouragement. From then on, my grandfather personally tutored me to continue practicing calligraphy.
Now, I have some experience in learning calligraphy: write with "three hearts" first, and be careful. Chinese characters are a little bit, horizontal, vertical, skimming, pressing, horizontal hook and vertical hook, and the strokes are different in thickness. Therefore, when writing, you should concentrate on distinguishing carefully.
Second, be patient. Because the brush is soft, it is difficult to master, and Chinese characters have different writing methods, such as left-right structure, up-down structure, left-right cross, frame contraction and so on. Therefore, writing should be patient and not sloppy. You write regular script first, then learn running script. After laying a solid foundation, I can finally learn cursive script.
Third, persevere. It takes more than a few days or months to learn China's calligraphy well. Therefore, we should always practice calligraphy and persevere. You can't fish for three days and dry your net for two days, let alone give up halfway.
Calligraphy is an art. Now, I have a certain interest in calligraphy. I am determined to keep learning and strive to be a little "calligrapher".
Art refers to man-made products, not natural things, but spiritual products rather than material products. Art is mainly the crystallization of thinking in images, not the result of abstract thinking. In the corner of our bedroom, there is a striking orange pumpkin. This pumpkin was given to my grandmother by my aunt, and she kept it in my house. This is my favorite work of art. This pumpkin is about 36 cm in diameter and has a stalk of about 4 cm at the top. A large area of orange.
This pumpkin is ceramic and weighs about 3 kilograms. Its surface is smooth, cold and hard, but it can be fondled, just like holding a cornucopia. The dark green flower stalk is a little transparent, which gives people room for imagination and adds a little vitality. A pumpkin is divided into 10 pieces, perfect! This pumpkin is simple in structure, just like the pumpkin planted by the farmer's uncle. This pumpkin is not so bright and dazzling, but generally orange, which makes people feel full of vitality and relaxed. This simple and simple scenery is much better than the ceramic pumpkin inlaid with rare treasures, which attracts people's attention with its simplicity.
This pumpkin is very realistic, just like a fresh pumpkin just picked from a vine! The surface of the glass pumpkin sparkles. If you put the glass pumpkin on the dining table without turning on the light, the gluttonous person will definitely want to rush up and take a bite.
The simple color of glass pumpkin makes me feel the hardships of working people; Its birth can not be separated from the hard-working hands of glass-ceramic workers. This pumpkin adds some beauty to my home. Because of the rich imagination of glass-ceramic workers, more people will definitely get more beautiful artistic enjoyment!
Sixth grade Unit 8 Composition 10 Art, this strange word is it, it gives me joy and happiness! It changed my little life.
Electronic piano is my hobby. It takes up a quarter of my weekend. Some people will think: don't you bother him for taking up so much of his time? To tell the truth, I really didn't want to give up!
If we say the origin of learning the electronic organ, we have to start from before entering school:
You took me to a piano lesson the day before I entered school. Seeing those students, their hands fell on the Qin Dynasty. See what you are good at. It's an honor. Maybe at that time, I was strong and determined to learn piano. The next day, I went to the piano class.
After the piano lesson, I practiced seven basic sounds: duo, lai, mi, fa, suo, la, and so on. After practicing all day, I can finally play the first book. There are three volumes of this kind of book. The third volume is extremely complicated, but they are all famous songs.
I saw those students playing two or three volumes, which made me feel bad. I played very seriously. After a year, I typed two more books. Finally, I can take the exam. I finished the exam and didn't give up.
I played a song called > I felt the warmth and happiness like spring.
I played and seemed to see the spring I was facing: the grass was growing out of the soil. It was like a little rain where I played the triplet. Where I lean against the sound, it looks like a bird singing. Finally, hearing birds singing makes people feel infinitely beautiful.
This piece of music not only touched me, but also strengthened my confidence. I have an inseparable feeling about music. I was infected by it and it became a part of my life.
It broke through the art of "hand" and the "path" of my life.
Unit 8 Composition 1 1 Art is my favorite. I often draw a picture when I am bored. Now I am in the sixth grade. With the increase of homework, I have less and less time to draw.
When I was very young, my mother drew pictures for me. She paints very vividly. The snow white she painted is not only beautiful, but also a beautiful dress. Maybe that's when I fell in love with art! When I was still in kindergarten, my parents sent me to an art teacher's house in Tingchao Six Village to study art. Recalling the happy scene at the teacher's house, I couldn't help but take out the pictures I had painted before. I can't help wondering why I used to paint so naive. At that time, my parents always praised me for drawing like a good one. Maybe it's because they don't want to destroy my self-esteem
When I was in the first grade, I said that I would not teach children to draw, but to sketch. Because, parents think it is learned in senior grades. At this point, my art study career was suspended. Except what they teach at school. But I'm not intimidated by the ups and downs. I still paint at home. But painting at home is always not as good as teaching by teachers. Once, I drew a snake, but I felt that it was different from the one in the book, and I couldn't change it, so I cried a lot.
When mom and dad heard the crying, they all came to comfort me and said that the painting was very good. But I know in my heart that they are comforting me. I cried even harder. Because, I don't need the comfort of others. Because, at that time, I thought that the comfort of others was the ridicule of others. Later, I modified this painting. But after that, I painted harder. I have been learning to sketch until now. Although my painting is not very good for the time being. But I'm still trying.
I believe that one day I will see the light on the road of art.
Unit 8 Composition of Grade 6 12 There is such a thing in my memory that I can't forget it. This is not a luxury cake at a birthday party. Not the new clothes I dream of; There is not much pocket money during the Chinese New Year; Nor is it the sweet and delicious moon cake of Mid-Autumn Festival. It happened when I was a child and learned to blow.
I can have oral sex now, but I tried hard behind my back! I remember when I was a child, whenever my brother was bored, he would pick up his precious flute and play it, which made me addicted. At that time, I was intoxicated by his melodious and wonderful flute. Since then, whenever I pass my brother's room, I can't help but stop and stand at the door and listen to my brother blow.
Over time, over time, I gradually like oral sex. Sometimes when my brother is away, I will carefully take out his oral sex and study it carefully, but every time I blow it, there is almost only one sound. Sometimes even the mouse will sneak back into the hole. When my brother learned about this, he saw my embarrassed expression and told me the secret of oral sex. I practiced day and night as my brother said, and I kept practicing even when I was thirsty. In winter, the wind is biting, and people huddle under the covers. My love for Xiao overcame the cold, so I practiced with it in my room. Although my fingers were red with cold and my mouth was blown open, I never cried pain. Day after day, year after year, hard work pays off, and after hard practice, you can finally blow out beautiful music.
Art is an indispensable part of life, and it is these various arts that bring people a colorful life. If there were no art on earth, how boring our life would be!
By chance, I got to know the flute and started my flute dream.
When I was ten years old, I went to my grandmother's house with my father in the summer vacation. As soon as I got to the station, I rushed out of the car to say hello to everyone. I hurried to my sister's house. My sister and I are very close. Although we are not sisters, we are better than sisters.
At the door of my sister's cabin, I overheard her playing the flute. The melodious flute makes me intoxicated. I stood at the door, and I haven't recovered for a long time. As soon as the bass fell, I went into the room and asked my sister how she learned to play the flute. My sister told me that several interest groups have been set up in her school. My sister is curious and likes music very much, so she joined the music group. Soon, the teacher transferred her to the flute learning group, and gradually, my sister fell in love with flute. I was envious, so I asked my sister to teach me.
As soon as I started studying, I realized the difficulty of learning flute. Each note has its own way of playing. I hate reciting things, but the way I recite these notes now really bothers me! Although I didn't want to recite these, I memorized them soon.
Then, my sister began to teach me some simple songs, starting with Happy New Year. God, I'm impatient to recite music again. Seeing my thoughts, my sister said to me seriously, "You should have perseverance in everything, don't be passionate for three minutes, and try to overcome difficulties." This is the right way to do things! " After listening to my sister's words, I felt ashamed and began to study hard. Because it is the first time to play the whole song, it is more difficult. I spent two whole days learning to play the song Happy New Year. I was so excited that I immediately ran to my parents to show off. Soon, we returned home, and my father bought me my own flute.
From that day on, flute became a part of my life. Gradually, I can play more and more songs. It led me into the world of music and my flute dream. This also made me understand: where there is a will, there is a way.
Unit 8 Composition of Grade 6 14 Last year, the premiere of Lotus Lantern was held in our Xiyue Temple in huayin city, and one of them was a wonderful shadow play. My family was lucky enough to see Huayin, a traditional folk art, with a small and simple stage. It is a rectangular white cloth, no more than three meters long and only about two meters wide. ...
Last year, the premiere of Lotus Lantern was held in Xiyue Temple in huayin city, and one of them was a wonderful shadow play. My family was lucky enough to see Huayin, a traditional folk art.
The stage is small and simple. Surrounded by white cloth, it is no more than three meters long and only about two meters wide. A snow-white step blocked half the stage, and folk artists who manipulated shadow play and drummed drums sat behind the white cloth. There was a sea of people in front of the stage, and everyone was anxiously waiting for the performance to start.
In the crisp sound of gongs and drums, small and exquisite figures appear on the white cloth-beautifully carved shadow play. There are Tang Priest, the Monkey King, Pig Bajie, and delicate white ... Waves of rough and passionate voices attract me, and I seem to follow Tang Priest and his disciples on the road to learning from the scriptures. ...
Do you know how shadow play is made? It uses cowhide as raw material, and through one process after another, it makes cowhide into a thin and transparent material. Then, the artist carved with a carving knife and finally painted it! Shadow play is exquisitely carved, with smooth lines, vivid shapes, colorful scenery, palaces, embroidered pavilions, handsome tents, and so on. The characters are civilian military commanders, talented people and beautiful women, and mythical figures ... every shadow play image is very vivid. Before there was film and television, the art of shadow play was widely circulated in Huayin urban and rural areas and was warmly welcomed by the masses.
However, nowadays people seldom see shadow play, and children have hardly seen real shadow play. How I hope Huayin can organize several shadow plays on holidays, so that shadow plays can enter people's lives and children's horizons, and this ancient art will shine forever! Let's all protect the ancient cultural heritage and keep the inheritance of national culture!
Unit 8 Composition of Grade 6 15 This Friday morning in Chinese class, we held "Art is around us-Unit 8 Text Reading Appreciation Meeting". There are four groups of performances, namely the second group, the fourth group, the fifth group and the sixth group.
Our fourth group was the first to play. We performed Lesson 25 "The Farewell of Boya". Boya was decorated by Chen Zhengdong, acted by Wei Zichun, acted as props by Li and explained by. Because Wang Yujun recited with great emotion, I think narration is the best. Our movements and demeanor are vividly performed, and teachers and classmates are full of praise for it. How deep is the friendship between Boya and Zhong Ziqi! They know each other and are true bosom friends. Now, how many people can do it? Watching, I can't help falling into the plot of the story.
Next is the fifth group. They performed Lesson 26 "Song of the Moonlight". The shoemaker is decorated by Ma Yingkang, the blind girl is decorated by Lu Qiqi, Beethoven is decorated by Cai Zhihang, and the narrator is completed by Lin Ying. Because Lin Ying's recitation is very emotional, I think narration is the best. Their movements and demeanor are equally vivid, but they are slightly better than us. Beautiful piano sound, quiet moonlight, microwave sparkling sea, rough sea ... I was intoxicated, intoxicated by the emotional voice of the narrator. I think: Beethoven and the blind girl are not bosom friends?
Finally, the second group and the sixth group performed lesson 27 "Mona Lisa's Contract" and lesson 28 "My Stage" respectively. Although their performances are all better, they make me laugh and cry. Because they are all improvisations, most of them are reciting. When they performed, I learned another kind of artistic beauty, that is, the beauty of recitation.
Who said that art must be an elegant concert and an expensive the world famous paintings? I don't think so. Sometimes a humorous remark and a short joke are all art, and art is all around us!