A statement praising the painter

1. Dan Qing's intention is to make this impossible. There are poems in the painting.

2. One of the outstanding feelings of savoring this giant Chinese painting by the painter is its "vivid charm".

3. The brushstrokes at the fingertips slowly bloom and solidify in the field of vision. The clear wind sings in the eyes, splits in the psychedelic melancholy, and a few turbulent thoughts instantly turn into legends on paper.

4. This is a masterpiece by a new artist, which represents the artist's highest artistic achievement at present, and successfully portrays the image of a very lost male peacock who is in no mood to open his feathers to attract other female peacocks because of lovelorn.

The spring rain came to the grass. Like a painter, it dyed the clumps of grass green, painted a tree green, blossomed flowers red, and the grass was a scene of prosperity. However, it seemed that the spring rain was still unfinished, and it turned into a designer, embedding crystal pearls on the budding flowers, which swayed and swayed lightly in the spring breeze, just like a girl's light song and dance.

3. I saw a few white lotus flowers with smiling faces, and the lotus petals seemed to be a little red with a few strokes by a painter. It was beautiful! Dad's smiling face was covered with sweat, and he kept shooting with a camera in his hand. I gently pulled the stem of the lotus, only to see the tender yellow immature lotus, shyly hiding in the blooming flowers, and wearing a "grass skirt"!

4. The May wind swept away the dust of the years over the rugged mountains. The May wind, like a poet's pen and a painter's multicolored colors, covered every desolation with green and put on new clothes for the earth.

5. Chun is a painter. "When you look at the red and wet place, flowers weigh heavily on the city of Jinguan", which is the poet's praise for spring. When I read this poem aloud, the beauty of spring seems to be in front of me. A man is painting the spring of nature with his magical brush. Look: the fruit trees are blooming brightly, the farmers' uncles are sowing the seeds of hope in the fields, the willows are spitting out new buds, and the grass is also emerging from the dark soil ... The smell of spring is everywhere!

6. Teacher, you are not a musician, but you have turned a strange pinyin into a moving song. Teacher, you are not a painter, but you have turned difficult words into a beautiful picture; Teacher, you are not a gardener, but you have cultivated the flowers of your motherland so beautifully that they will bloom brilliantly in a certain period of time; Teacher, you are not the sun, but you warm everyone's heart.

7. If I were a poet, I would write a poem to praise your love. If I were a painter, I would paint your kindness in various colors. But I'm nothing! What I want to say is: Mother, you have worked hard!

8. In summer, lotus leaves are crowded on the surface of the West Lake. The most striking thing is the lotus flower as white as jade, which is quiet and pure, and it is really "out of the mud but not stained." The lotus leaf holds the dew crystal like agate, and guards the graceful lotus flowers and fat flower bones, which is simply a beautiful landscape painting that can't be compared with the picture scroll of a great painter.

9. Unconsciously, out of the Woods, there are lush reeds on the shore. From a distance, they blend with the nearby water and the distant trees, and the colors are from shallow to deep, like an oil painting. Even the best painter can't adjust such matching colors. I can't help but think of a poem: "Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I said that autumn gives birth to spring!"

1. A real photographer is as rare as a real poet or a real painter.