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My holiday was full, and I couldn't stop my hurried footsteps every day. Only the evening time was at my disposal. In the face of such a holiday, I am not a bit bored. On the contrary, I like this kind of life, like daily drawing life, like this strange sense of fullness.
The wind blew cheerily, and the rain fell down, and a cold wind slipped through the window. Hard to pull me out of my dream. Rubbing my eyes and looking at the time, ah, it's time for the studio to open, so we have to go to the studio.
When I came to the studio, a pungent smell of lead came up, stepped on the lead floor and looked at the painting on the wall. I quickly opened the toolbox and posted it on the drawing board, but the unfinished painting was on the frame and prepared for the painting. I gently stroked my pencils, my eyes full of love. Slowly draw out one of the pens and gently wave the brush on the drawing paper.
I looked at the brush and twisted its moving figure. Every time I wriggle it, there would be a variety of lovely traces on the drawing paper. Looking at the blending of painting paper and the soul of brush, somehow, my troubles have been thrown away. Looking at my fingers and dancing with the brush and drawing paper, I can't help but calm down. The noise around was gone, but the touching dance steps of the brush were heard, and a sense of comfort came to mind. I was in a good mood and I put on the headset to listen to the song. The brush is now dancing more vigorously, and the sound of dance and music mingled with each other, bringing me into a wonderful world. The wind girl did not know where to make up the bustle, mischievously plunder my hair, and sent me a sweet smell of sweet willow, which made people feel very nice and comfortable.
My hands were unwittingly tired, so I lifted my legs with my hands, closed my eyes, humming along with the music in my earphone, and my right foot beat time to the music. Suddenly opened your eyes. Why? The light in front of you is dazzling. I forgot to look out of the window and found myself bathed in the mild sunshine after the rain. I laughed and threw myself into the painting again.
A moving dance was on the curtain. After I washed my hands full of lead and stained with some lead, I smiled again when I looked at my painstaking pictures. Looking out of the window, the sky was covered with a light grey gauze. At the moment, I am not frustrated that I have no rest, no play, and homework at night. On the contrary, I am content with my full life. I like to spend every day with goals and leave no regrets for every day.
翻译:
我的假期过得充实,每天都停不下匆忙的脚步,只有晚上的时间是属于我自由支配的。面对这样的假期,我有的不是几丝厌倦,相反,我喜欢这样的生活,喜欢每日画画的生活,喜欢这奇怪的充实感。
风哗啦啦地吹着,雨稀沥沥地下着,从窗缝悄悄地溜进了一阵冷风。硬生生地把我从美梦中拉了出来。揉了揉眼,看了看时间,呀,到了画室开放的时间了,得去画室了。
来到这画室,一股刺鼻的铅味迎了上来,踩着布满铅的地板,望着墙上贴着的画,我已迅速打开了工具箱,将昨日贴在画板上,但是还未完成的画,放在画架上,做好了画画的准备。我轻轻地抚摸着我的铅笔们,眼里充满了怜爱。慢慢地抽出其中一支笔,在画纸上轻柔地挥动着画笔。
我看着画笔正扭动着它那动人的身段,每扭动一次,画纸上便会浮现出一种种可爱的痕迹。看着画纸与画笔灵魂的交融,不知为何,我的烦恼已抛在了九霄云外。再看着我的手指也与画笔、画纸舞出了黑色物体,让我不禁静下了心。周围的喧闹声不见了,只能听见画笔那动人的舞步,一股安适感不禁涌上心头。心情大好的我戴上耳机听起了歌。画笔此刻舞得更起劲了,舞步声,音乐声交融在一起,把我带入了隽妙的世界中去。风姑娘不知从哪里凑凑热闹,调皮地掠起我的发丝,还为我送来一股清香淡雅的柳叶味儿,让人感到很美好,很惬意。
手在不知不觉中舞累了,我便用双手抱起腿,闭了眼,跟着耳机中音乐轻哼着,右脚跟着音乐打着拍子。猛然地睁开眼,怎么?眼前的光有些刺眼。忘向窗外,竟发现自己已沐浴在雨过天晴的温和的阳光下了。我笑了笑,又一次投身到了绘画中。
一支动人的舞蹈就此谢幕了。我洗了洗布满了铅的手和沾上些铅的脸后,看着我辛苦画出的画,我又一次笑了。望望窗外的天空,天空已蒙上了一层淡灰色的薄纱。此刻,我并不沮丧于这一天没有休息,没有玩耍,晚上还得做作业。相反,我满足于我充实的生活,我喜欢每天有目标的度过,不给自己的每一天留下遗憾。
The wind blew cheerily, and the rain fell down, and a cold wind slipped through the window. Hard to pull me out of my dream. Rubbing my eyes and looking at the time, ah, it's time for the studio to open, so we have to go to the studio.
When I came to the studio, a pungent smell of lead came up, stepped on the lead floor and looked at the painting on the wall. I quickly opened the toolbox and posted it on the drawing board, but the unfinished painting was on the frame and prepared for the painting. I gently stroked my pencils, my eyes full of love. Slowly draw out one of the pens and gently wave the brush on the drawing paper.
I looked at the brush and twisted its moving figure. Every time I wriggle it, there would be a variety of lovely traces on the drawing paper. Looking at the blending of painting paper and the soul of brush, somehow, my troubles have been thrown away. Looking at my fingers and dancing with the brush and drawing paper, I can't help but calm down. The noise around was gone, but the touching dance steps of the brush were heard, and a sense of comfort came to mind. I was in a good mood and I put on the headset to listen to the song. The brush is now dancing more vigorously, and the sound of dance and music mingled with each other, bringing me into a wonderful world. The wind girl did not know where to make up the bustle, mischievously plunder my hair, and sent me a sweet smell of sweet willow, which made people feel very nice and comfortable.
My hands were unwittingly tired, so I lifted my legs with my hands, closed my eyes, humming along with the music in my earphone, and my right foot beat time to the music. Suddenly opened your eyes. Why? The light in front of you is dazzling. I forgot to look out of the window and found myself bathed in the mild sunshine after the rain. I laughed and threw myself into the painting again.
A moving dance was on the curtain. After I washed my hands full of lead and stained with some lead, I smiled again when I looked at my painstaking pictures. Looking out of the window, the sky was covered with a light grey gauze. At the moment, I am not frustrated that I have no rest, no play, and homework at night. On the contrary, I am content with my full life. I like to spend every day with goals and leave no regrets for every day.
翻译:
我的假期过得充实,每天都停不下匆忙的脚步,只有晚上的时间是属于我自由支配的。面对这样的假期,我有的不是几丝厌倦,相反,我喜欢这样的生活,喜欢每日画画的生活,喜欢这奇怪的充实感。
风哗啦啦地吹着,雨稀沥沥地下着,从窗缝悄悄地溜进了一阵冷风。硬生生地把我从美梦中拉了出来。揉了揉眼,看了看时间,呀,到了画室开放的时间了,得去画室了。
来到这画室,一股刺鼻的铅味迎了上来,踩着布满铅的地板,望着墙上贴着的画,我已迅速打开了工具箱,将昨日贴在画板上,但是还未完成的画,放在画架上,做好了画画的准备。我轻轻地抚摸着我的铅笔们,眼里充满了怜爱。慢慢地抽出其中一支笔,在画纸上轻柔地挥动着画笔。
我看着画笔正扭动着它那动人的身段,每扭动一次,画纸上便会浮现出一种种可爱的痕迹。看着画纸与画笔灵魂的交融,不知为何,我的烦恼已抛在了九霄云外。再看着我的手指也与画笔、画纸舞出了黑色物体,让我不禁静下了心。周围的喧闹声不见了,只能听见画笔那动人的舞步,一股安适感不禁涌上心头。心情大好的我戴上耳机听起了歌。画笔此刻舞得更起劲了,舞步声,音乐声交融在一起,把我带入了隽妙的世界中去。风姑娘不知从哪里凑凑热闹,调皮地掠起我的发丝,还为我送来一股清香淡雅的柳叶味儿,让人感到很美好,很惬意。
手在不知不觉中舞累了,我便用双手抱起腿,闭了眼,跟着耳机中音乐轻哼着,右脚跟着音乐打着拍子。猛然地睁开眼,怎么?眼前的光有些刺眼。忘向窗外,竟发现自己已沐浴在雨过天晴的温和的阳光下了。我笑了笑,又一次投身到了绘画中。
一支动人的舞蹈就此谢幕了。我洗了洗布满了铅的手和沾上些铅的脸后,看着我辛苦画出的画,我又一次笑了。望望窗外的天空,天空已蒙上了一层淡灰色的薄纱。此刻,我并不沮丧于这一天没有休息,没有玩耍,晚上还得做作业。相反,我满足于我充实的生活,我喜欢每天有目标的度过,不给自己的每一天留下遗憾。
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