Dream catching

A dream is actually a very abstract word. It can't be seen, but it is the driving force for everyone.

I remember when I was very young, my dream was to be a lawyer, because my grandmother said that I was fangs. When I was a little older, my dream became a doctor because my mother said that doctors can help people treat diseases. But now, I have my own dream - calligrapher.

In the second day of school, the school launched a new community course, and I did not hesitate to choose the "calligraphy class."

When I was young, I felt that the words I wrote were particularly good-looking, but I found that this was not the case when I grew up. I began to envy others to write good words, especially when I saw the words of Xiao A in the preparation of grades. They were strong and powerful, and they were often used by teachers to praise and display them. So I decided to learn calligraphy and I was eager to receive that treatment one day.

In the calligraphy class, I listened carefully to the teacher to say some basic points about calligraphy, and wrote calligraphy along with the calligraphy masters in the video. "The horizontal is straight, the end must be received. The vertical is sharp, there must be a pen." The teacher said softly and harshly. Every time I write a pen, I am very nervous, for fear of not being able to write well, and being criticized by the teacher. However, after a few weeks passed, the teacher did not praise me even though he did not criticize me.

My mood was lost with the teacher's faint glimpses. Why do I not study me so hard when I study so hard? Even a few words of encouragement will make me more confident! However, nothing happened. I looked at the words I wrote in a few weeks, and the idea of ​​"calligrapher" began to shake in my heart. Can I really learn calligraphy? This problem has surfaced in my mind more than once.

However, I thought of the resolute decision when I decided to practice calligraphy. I thought of her delightful eyes when I told my mother about the idea of ​​practicing calligraphy, and thought of the praise I longed for. I can do it, I can't give up!

In the next few weekends, whenever I finish my homework, I always open the bookcase full of ink, spread out the antique rice paper, hold the pen over the elbow, and follow the words on the teacher’s information, slowly, though not Much like. When my mother encouraged me to make progress, I was really happy and excited.

Later, in a corporate class, the teacher happened to be standing by my side to see me practicing, and my heart seemed to jump to the eyes of the blind. I took a brush with full ink and made a trembling vertical on the paper. "Hey," a drop of sweat fell, and I wiped the sweat and continued to write. The more the strokes were written, the more I wrote, and I thought about the words in my mind. After writing a "up" word, the teacher nodded slightly and took it to the class to show that I wrote very well. At that time, my heart sparked a splendid and happy spark.

The journey of chasing dreams is hard, we must bear the pressure, we must dare to challenge and persevere. Although I don't know if I can become a calligrapher in the future, I will not regret it when I try hard.

Shanghai Jinshan District Normal University Experimental Middle School Third Day: Jin Jiayi