The first step of 1: first draw a horizon, draw some green bushes on the left, draw high peaks on the right, and draw the corners in front of the peaks into triangles. You can draw the folded shape of the mountain peak.
Step 2: Draw a winding river with its end at the bottom of the picture.
Step 3: The peaks, grasslands and shrubs you drew are dark green on the map, and the grasslands are light green. Pay attention to the gradient of color.
Step 4: Paint the curved river below blue, and draw some dark blue lines on the river as decoration.
Extended meaning:
Xiao He is a new poem written by Zhou Zuoren, a modern writer, in 19 19. This poem tells the story that rice and mulberry trees are worried because the river is blocked by the earth weir and cannot flow smoothly, which means that violating the laws of nature will inevitably lead to tragedy.
Warn people to conform to the laws of nature in order to be harmonious and perfect. It also depicts the distress and worry of an intellectual who pursues independence and integrity when his personality is suppressed. The language of the whole poem is simple, fresh and natural, showing meaningful poetry in ordinary narration.
stream
A small river flows steadily forward.
Passing places, both sides are all black soil;
Full of red flowers, green leaves and yellow fruits.
A farmer came back with a hoe and built a weir in the middle of the stream.
Dirty and dry; The upstream water was blocked by the weir and could not come down;
Can't go forward, can't go back, the water just turns in front of the weir.
If the water wants to save his life, it must keep flowing, so it just turns in front of the weir.
The soil under the weir was gradually washed away and turned into a deep pool.
Water doesn't blame the weir-it just wants to flow,
I want to flow forward steadily as before.
One day the farmer came again and built a stone weir outside the earth weir. Earth weir collapse;
The water came at the solid stone weir, and it just turned around.
The rice in the field outside the weir listened to the sound of running water and said with a frown:
"I am a grain of rice, a poor grass,
I like water to moisten me,
But I'm afraid he will overtake me.
The water in the river is my good friend;