风和雨总是结伴而来的。早春的,带点儿寒气的风,吹醒了万物,树梢绿了,大地绿了,连高耸的楼房的平台也绿了。宋朝的王安石有诗云:“春风又绿江南岸。”说的多么好啊!但又何止是“绿”?
在风的吹拂下,满山满坡的野花睁开了眼,一朵、两朵,一丛、两丛……连成片,汇成海。人们面对这蓝的、红的、黄的……气势磅礴的色彩的`海洋,烦恼没有了,萎靡没有了。感谢春天的色彩给我们带来向上的力量和信心。
再看看春天的天空吧。怎么天空也是五颜六色,使人眼花缭乱?啊,那是孩子们放的风筝。在蓝天白云映照下,千姿百态的风筝潇洒自如地飘舞着,飞升着,多么使人心旷神怡的景象啊!春天属于孩子们,天空属于孩子们,然而他们不是同时也在努力地打扮着春天,增添着春天的色彩吗?
今年寒假,我和范布宁等三个小朋友一起去报了一个“素描班”,除了画架等材料,学费全免,连“学生”也是“老师”组织起来的。哈哈,其实是我想学素描,妈妈帮我组织的,因为她就是老师。
第一节课是教画圆柱。在正式画之前,先需要整理用品:铅笔要削好,画架要搭好,纸要铺好……我高兴得不得了,恨不得直接动手画,还得先看示范吧。先打一个框架,再打线条,深深浅浅……转眼间,一个漂亮的圆柱就诞生了,好像是放在纸上的,超有立体感。因为素描有高光点、亮面、灰面、阴影、明暗交接线五调子,把这五调子表现出来就有立体感了。看着妈妈画,我想:“这简单,看我的!”于是开始学妈妈的样子打框架。但有句话说的好:看事容易做事难。
刚开始打圆柱上面的那个扁圆时就发现:原来这么难!笔好像故意在和我作对似的,怎么也打不圆。而妈妈要求用直线组成圆,我却直线画成了圆弧。这时我一开始的高兴劲全像天边的云被风吹走了一样,无影无踪了。我费了九牛二虎之力,终于勉强画好了我的框架,但“不幸”还是发生了:妈妈说我画得:1、太小;2、结构不对。两个原因就把我的这幅“佳作”PS掉了,并让我在反面重画。这真让我“欲哭无泪”啊!我只好老老实实地看妈妈是怎么画的,然后学着妈妈样用心去临摹,终于又一次勉强把框架画好了。看看范布宁:哇,她画得真快!但我告诫自己:不能急,画得太快会把好不容易搭起来的框架搞糟的。
接下来是在框架里用线条画出明暗,这样就有立体感了。打线条也是有讲究的,线条要打得两头一样粗细,做到“两头轻,中间略粗”为最高境界。但这种线条不是一天两天能够练出来的,这是一点;第二点更重要的是打线条千万不能乱,打出来要一组一组的,并要有在角度的交叉。如先打横着的一组,再打斜着的一组;第三点是线条的深浅关系,如果要浅,则既可以减少线条数量,也可以把线条加深或变浅,除了手上用力不一样,加深或变浅可以用不同软硬度的.铅笔。
最后,我完成了那张作品。看着有些模样的圆柱,我颇有些自豪:这可是我的第一张作品哦!当时自以为画得不错,等到“培训班”结束,看看真是实在比较糟糕的。我的素描旅程作文青春人物素描作文课间十分钟素描作文
One day, Paula and Richard decided to make a kite.
First they went out and found two straight sticks of the same length. They brought them back home and tied them with a piece of string into the shape of a cross. Then they took some string and used it to tie the four ends of the sticks together. Then, they spread some brightly coloured paper over the frame and glued it around the string.They stuck a tail made of paper to one of the corners, and tied a long string to the centre of the kite.
On the next windy day, they took the kite to a hill near their house and flew it.
一天,保罗和理查德决定做一个风筝。
首先,他们出门找了两根一样长的直木棍。他们把木棍带回家,用一根绳子把它们绑成十字形。然后他们又拿了些绳子,把木棍的四个顶端连在一起。然后,他们把一些颜色鲜艳的纸涂上胶水,粘在风筝的框架上。他们将纸做的尾巴粘在一角,在风筝中间系上一根长绳。
在接下来的一个有风的日子里,他们就在家附近的小山上放风筝了。
in my life i have met many people who are really worth recalling. but perhaps the most unforgettable person i ever know is my english teacher. what frequently brings back memories of my school teacher is his special qualities. first of all, he gave us the greatest gift a teacher can offer—an awakening of a passion for learning. he not only led us to an appreciation of the beauty and perfection of english language and literature, but also aroused our great interest in explorating something deeper in this field. second, i was attracted by his lively wit. i remember that we students always anticipated his class with great eagerness because his lecture were humorously delivered, never failing to provoke chuckles or loud laughs. although it is nearly two years since i attended his last class, he is the talk of our old classmates, and i know part of him has already stayed in my heart.
When I was in high school, one of my classmates sit right beside me. His name is ChenLiang. He is my unforgettable person in my life.
I remembered my mathematics was just mediocre at that time, but he was extraordinary and excellent in calculating and solving mathematic questions. He often received perfect scores. Of course, I wished I could reach at his level. Since we talked all day long, I asked how he could solve those difficult questions. He was so patient and polite to answer my sometimes ridiculous thinking. Gradually, I built my confidence at mathematics and finally passed the college entrance exam.
Now, we are apart, but I still remember his great attitude and willing in study. I am so obliged to my classmate, who is my friend always and forever.
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