Resume of children (1) Name: xx
Nickname: xx
Gender: male/female
Birthday: 20xx.xx.xx
Constellation: Pisces
Personality: extroverted
Major: xx
Hobbies: xx
What do you like to do: xx
Favorite person: mom and dad xx
Dream: Be xx when I grow up.
Child's resume (2) A tall, shy little face, a pair of glasses embedded in her face like two watery black pearls, and a modest mouth, that's me? Mei Yuting, a child who loves painting.
Drawing is my favorite thing in my after-school life. Every time I finish painting a picture, I have an indescribable excitement. Suddenly, my whole person flies.
I have been interested in nature since I was a child, and I am deeply attracted by the wonderful masterpieces of nature. At that time, how much I wanted to draw it! Therefore, I fell in love with painting.
Once in an art class at school, the teacher asked us to draw the scenery ourselves. This shocked the students. This is the first time in our life that we are asked to draw such a difficult picture by ourselves, and all the students are very nervous. I calmed down and thought for a while. Let's draw a winter! ? Then pick up the pen and daub it with thick ink. My pen is flying up and down, and I see my dexterous hand gently drawing on the paper. I drew some lines on the paper. This is snow. The snow is uneven, but one slope is higher than the other. I painted a lot of houses, and those simple and simple houses are next to each other, looming, the messenger of winter? Snow elves also gave them a funny one? Hat? . Then I drew two interesting snowmen. They are very close and seem to be whispering! Next, we should draw people, but how to draw people? Suddenly, I had a brainwave and came up with a wonderful pen. I drew some footprints in the snow, which means that someone has been here to play. The pen in his hand is waving from time to time.
? Ah, finally finished! ? I said happily. Facing the winter I painted in front of me, I can't help but appreciate the winter I painted. Watching, I am intoxicated in this crystal fairy tale world. How beautifully painted in winter! ? The cry of a classmate brought me back to the real world. When I came to my senses, I saw a large group of classmates gathered in my seat and praised my paintings one after another. What a great pen! Sure enough, the indescribable excitement came back to me again, and suddenly, I wanted to fly all over. In this way, the art class ended under the discussion of the students.
Is this me? A child who loves painting.
I like painting.
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