? Because painting is a great blow to me, I am different from others because I am afraid of painting badly. It doesn't matter if others muddle along, but I am very strict with myself. I must be strong because of my family.
? Therefore, I need to draw every picture well, even if I can't finish it, I can forgive myself, because I tried my best, I am trying, and I am doing it with my heart.
? Three generations of my family have been soldiers. Many people say we are a military family, but strictly speaking, we are not a military family. We just accidentally entered a family and became family members.
? Therefore, my thinking is different from others. I have been influenced since I was a child. My heart is naked red thinking, because my family has an old Red Army. He is my great-grandfather and my grandmother's father.
Then my grandfather, first as a soldier, then changed jobs, worked in the county public security bureau of our county and became the director.
Then my dad joined the army at the age of 16, and I changed jobs at the age of 3 1 6 because of a waist injury. He is a special soldier. Because he is the elite force of the country, the country has always claimed that they are ordinary air forces in order to protect them, but they are not.
So I'm a little hard on myself.
I remember the first time I met Mr. Liu. It was one night. I went to the studio at seven o'clock. Because there was a chemistry class ahead, the class was over at six o'clock, so I went late.
He came to me with a stick and asked me what you were going to draw tonight. I replied that I wanted to draw colors, and my father said that I would draw sketches tonight.
Then Teacher Liu asked me if I had painted before. I replied that I didn't draw it.
After repeated argumentation, he made me a template painting, and I began to draw. Because it's the first time, I'm not sure I can draw it well.
I still remember that teacher Liu came to see me several times in the middle of my painting and praised me.
After class, he told me a lot, all kinds of encouragement, all kinds of optimism about me.
After that, Mr. Liu made four or five template paintings for me in succession and pointed out a sketch problem for me. He is really good to me.
Thank you, Mr. Liu, for showing up when I needed help most and encouraging me when I was desperate. Never scold me, never hit me. I'm sick and still care so much about me. You are ten years older than me. Aside from the teacher-student relationship, you are the eldest brother.
Today is Teachers' Day. Happy holidays, teacher.
Teacher Liu, there is one thing I have never said. In fact, you are my male god, the male god around me.