When I was very young, my mother drew pictures for me. She drew to life. The snow white she painted is not only beautiful, but also a beautiful dress. Maybe I fell in love with art at that time! When I was in kindergarten, my parents sent me to listen to an art teacher in Chaoliu village. Looking back on the happy scene in the teacher's house, I can't help but take out the pictures I drew before. I can't help but find out how I painted so childish before. At that time, my parents always praised me for painting well. Maybe it's because they don't want to destroy my self-esteem! They paved a flat concrete road for my art road. But on this road, there will be no smooth sailing, and the ups and downs will come soon. When I was in the first grade, the teacher said that he would not teach children to draw, but would teach sketch. Because parents think it's a senior. So my art study career stopped. Except what the school teaches. But I wasn't intimidated by the bumps. I'm still drawing at home. But the paintings at home are not as good as the teachers. Once, I drew a snake, but I thought that the snake I drew was different from the one in the book, and I didn't like to modify it, so I cried a lot. When my parents heard the crying, they came to comfort me and said that the painting was very good. But I knew in my heart that they were comforting me. I cried even more. Because I don't need other people's comfort. Because, at that time, I thought that others' comfort was others' ridicule.
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