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Create my stage painting

I have a wide range of hobbies, including photography, singing, swimming, paper-cutting,,,,,, but among them, I like painting best! Open my drawing board, and you can see all kinds of plaster geometry I drew; Vivid still life elements

Description; Stunning sketches and real-life sketches,,,, are really colorful!

Since when do I like painting? When I was 3 years old, I just learned to grasp the pen and drew a strange circle on the paper. Thought it was funny. From then on, as soon as I caught the pen, I began to scribble, and the walls, floors and even objects at home became my drawing board. After entering the park, my mother enrolled me in a painting class. I started the first step of my painting life and began to draw some simple flowers and small animals. In the first grade, my mother thought I had too much spare time, so she asked me what special classes I wanted to enroll in. I didn't even think about it, so I said I wanted to paint. My mother signed me up for a painting class in Wu Nan and studied for more than a year. For some reason, my mother changed me to a painting teacher. This teacher Zhang said that I am very talented in painting and like painting, so I have been learning. There, I learned a lot, including gouache, plaster geometry, portrait sketch,,,, Now, when I am unhappy, I always use painting to relax.

It was a Sunday and I was reading in my room when suddenly there was a noise outside. It turned out that mom and dad had a quarrel, and it was a big fight. As soon as I saw it, I immediately ran to stop the fight. But they threw me away and said with one voice, "Go and study! Adults and children don't care! " I had to leave with tears in my eyes I am wronged and anxious, but I don't know what to do. I can't even concentrate on class. After many days, they still ignored each other and gave me the cold shoulder. what can I do? At this moment, my eyes rested on the painting hanging on the wall, and I suddenly remembered a good idea-painting.

I acted at once. I took out a beautiful colored paper, and after a busy time, a happy family immediately appeared on the screen: in the sun, my parents and I flew kites on the lawn, and everyone's face showed a sunny smile. I secretly put the photos on their pillows and wrote at the back: Please make up with mom and dad for the laughter and happy life of our family!

At night, I quietly hid behind the door and watched all this: my father picked up the painting and was surprised. My mother looked away. A few minutes later, they bowed their heads at the same time.

The next day, I squatted by the door with anxiety, listening to the movement inside. Just listen to them talking and laughing, and smile from time to time. Ah! The stone buried in my heart for a week finally sank, and I breathed a long sigh of relief.

As I grow up, I like painting more and more. Painting is my favorite!