*This is a fictional story。has no relation to any real person。
one day、The teacher brought a rose as the subject of the painting.。I like looking at flowers、I'm not good at drawing。Above all, I don't like the fact that it has thorns.。It looks like it hurts and I can't move my arm or brush.。
The teacher says that there is no need to draw a rose.、I don't have any other ideas, so I have no choice but to draw roses...。However、However、is。I think I can draw something really well just for today. Hehehe、It's not like I've been doing it for a long time, but I'm finally showing my ability...! While holding back the urge to hum involuntarily,、I was absorbed in drawing it。Huh、This is just the right amount of tiredness.。
The flowers won't bloom until next time.、The trick to drawing flowers is to draw as much as you can at once.。roll up your sleeves、When I couldn't help but lean forward, I thought, "Huh? That's my canvas."。The sound of the sound became smoother.。Behind the chair, my new canvas radiated pure white beauty...。
