Material: 250x300mm piece of cardboard. The rubber band is 180mm long (the wide kind).
Tools: ruler, pencil, scissors, colored pens (select according to the drawing), razor blade, tape.
Method:
1. Cut the cardboard into a face shape according to the size of the wearer's head.
2. Use a ruler to measure the distance between the wearer's eyes, use a pencil to make a subscript on the cardboard, and make a hole (if you are not sure, make a smaller hole first and wear it with the strap) The patient will try it out to determine which direction to open), and finally trim the eye hole neatly (you can use a razor blade).
3. Open the blades on both sides of the mask parallel to the eyes and open two slits that can pass through the tape paper, about 10mm apart.
4. Draw patterns and use colored pens to draw the required patterns on the mask (use your creativity).
5. First use tape to fix one end of the mask and one end of the rubber band, wear it on your head to test the tightness, cut off the required length, and fix the other end as well. The bonding of the tape must be strong. It passes through the slit to tie the mask and rubber band together with the adhesive tape. The two ends of the rubber band can be sintered to prevent them from opening.
6. Put it on and you’re done. An essay on the topic of masks
Dancing with a mask He took off his mask, held it in his hand, walked tiredly off the dance floor, and hid in a corner of the ballroom, under the flickering lights. Watch life spin on the revolving dance floor.
The mask placed on the table snarled its teeth and claws amidst the noise that shook the entire ballroom.
He stared blankly at this fake "face" for a long time, feeling a little dizzy, and moved his eyes to the dancing people.
Randomly exaggerated facial makeup twisted towards him, like Bai Wuchang seeking his life. He quickly closed his eyes, not daring to look or think anymore.
It has been nearly half a year since he entered this school, but he still sees everything here with unfamiliar eyes, but his previous high ambitions have been left behind on the dusty road, and only his enthusiasm has been brought to the campus. A pair of eyes that think they can see through everything and tolerate everything.
But he was indeed dizzy this time, for the first time in his life.
He closed his eyes and imagined every life behind the mask.
He thought of his hometown, a hometown with a strong earthy smell.
He suddenly felt that he had not smelled this smell for a long time. He eagerly wanted to fall into the embrace of the earth, but the ground here was full of cement and garbage.
He wanted to vomit.
At this time, another picture flashed before his eyes: in the vast green waves, a few innocent smiling faces, a few rough voices, or long sighs, or questions and answers, filled the deep, Warm enthusiasm is sent into my heart, it is the long-lost local accent and nostalgia! However, at this moment, what echoed in his ears were the shouts and screams that had become more stale after being packaged several times, as if they were innocent people.
He wanted to escape from such a world and pursue that innocent smiling face, familiar and long-lost...Dancing with a mask on. He took off his mask, held it in his hand, walked tiredly off the dance floor, and hid. In a corner of the ballroom, watch the life spinning on the revolving dance floor under the flickering colored lights.
The mask placed on the table snarled its teeth and claws amidst the noise that shook the entire ballroom.
He stared blankly at this fake "face" for a long time, feeling a little dizzy, and moved his eyes to the dancing people.
Randomly exaggerated facial makeup twisted towards him, like Bai Wuchang seeking his life. He quickly closed his eyes, not daring to look or think anymore.
It has been nearly half a year since he entered this school, but he still sees everything here with unfamiliar eyes, but his previous high ambitions have been left behind on the dusty road, and only his enthusiasm has been brought to the campus. A pair of eyes that think they can see through everything and tolerate everything.
But he was indeed dizzy this time, for the first time in his life.
He closed his eyes and imagined every life behind the mask.
He thought of his hometown, a hometown with a strong earthy smell.
He suddenly felt that he had not smelled this smell for a long time. He eagerly wanted to fall into the embrace of the earth, but the ground here was full of cement and garbage.
He wanted to vomit.
At this time, another picture flashed before his eyes: in the vast green waves, a few innocent smiling faces, a few rough voices, or long sighs, or questions and answers, filled the deep, Warm enthusiasm is sent into my heart, it is the long-lost local accent and nostalgia! However, at this moment, what echoed in his ears were the shouts and screams that had become more stale after being packaged several times, as if they were innocent people.
He wanted to escape from such a world and pursue that innocent smiling face, familiar and long-lost.
He remembered his classmates, their simple and natural smiling faces, their shining and affectionate smiling eyes.
He remembered that impromptu concert without musical instruments. Although it was out of tune, it was singing from the heart. Although it often stepped on the feet, it was beating happily. What a wonderful night it was! After singing and dancing, they set off to climb the dark mountains again. Although it was late autumn, they were very excited.
As they searched for paths and climbed rocks, there was often a pair of hands in front of him. He stretched out his hand in a tacit understanding, and he made great progress again.
Everything was silent, but everything echoed in his heart for a long time.
The overwhelming cold air on the top of the mountain made them sit in a group. A thin coat came out from here, and after a circle, it returned to his hand.
In his excitement, he threw his coat in the wind and hung it among the branches, letting the warmth in his heart keep the cold outside.
However, here, he was surrounded by the hot air radiating from the radiator, and he felt suffocated like never before. His heart felt so stuffy and painful.
He slowly opened his tired eyes and looked around at the place that took him half a year to become familiar with but was still unfamiliar. The ghost-like faces were still dancing tirelessly.
He grabbed the mask and wanted to escape, but he thought of her again. A pair of eyes were radiating kind and expectant light deep in his heart, which were the tears of his mother before leaving.
But he knew that the mother was very happy because her son was going to fly.
What did the son do? Are you trying to paint a mask that is satisfactory to you and others? He didn't dare to think anymore, so he slowly picked up his mask and covered his face, and stepped onto the dance floor... Only with truth can you have beauty. Tear off the mask of hypocrisy, open your sincere heart, and show your true self.
Even if you are not excellent or perfect, as long as you have truth, you will have beauty.
He has the heroic spirit of "I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all my money is gone"; He has the arrogance of bending his back to serve the powerful, which makes me unhappy, and the elegance of "having a heart full of joy, and wishing to climb up to the sky to embrace the bright moon." All these allowed him to easily win the title of "Poetry Immortal". His unrestrained and romantic elegance make the world feel out of reach; and his unabashed truth makes people feel that he is a living person like ordinary people.
Faced with being demoted, he felt the sorrow of "three thousand feet of gray hair, and the sorrow of fate is like a long man"; faced with frustration, he felt confused that "there are many divergent roads, but now he is at peace"; faced with loneliness, he had The loneliness of "raising a glass to invite the bright moon, facing the shadow of three people".
As a result, Li Bai is no longer a god. He is heroic but also sad, romantic but also confused, elegant but also lonely.
Only the real Li Bai is a beautiful poet.
A college student from a normal college resolutely gave up the superior life in the city and went to teach in a remote mountainous area.
Faced with the lack of water, electricity and roads, he had no complaints; faced with the impoverished material life, he had no regrets.
He used his own efforts to light up the light of knowledge deep in the mountains bit by bit; he used his sincerity to create the contemporary myth of Foolish Old Man step by step.
Xu Benyu, an ordinary college student, is using his hard work to change the destiny of children in mountainous areas.
However, when he returned to his alma mater to report... Composition on the Mask of Sincerity
Mask is a tool of disguise. Wearing a mask, whether you are happy or sad, smiling or crying; No one knows whether the mask is strong or cowardly. The mask may be a hard shield; but for using such a hard shield, you have to pay a heavy price! Once upon a time, there was a man named the Clown. He was very ugly, and everyone laughed at him. Everyone stayed away from him. He has lived in the ridicule of others since he was a child, but he is very strong. He believes that one day, others will accept him. Yes, I won’t reject him because he is ugly.
But imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. A long, long time has passed, and the day he imagined has still not arrived. That day seems so far away from him, as if it will never come! Until one day he went to the beach and saw a mask. He felt that the mask was calling him and asked him to put on the mask. He hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to put on the mask. When he put it on, he heard the mask say : If you put me on, you can only take it off if you die, otherwise you will have to pay a heavy price, think about it! The clown decided to wear it anyway, no matter how high the price, he was willing to pay.
Since the clown put on the mask, everyone stopped ostracizing and laughing at him. He felt that this was what he wanted.
The clown also had a love of his own, but it didn't last long.
The clown has a girl he likes named Xiao Min. The girl is very beautiful and cute. The clown has been dating Xiao Min for a while. Xiao Min asked the clown to take off his mask. The clown hesitated. Because he remembered what the mask said, he can only take off the mask when he is dead, otherwise he will pay a heavy price. Should he take off the mask? The clown hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to take off the mask. When he took off the mask, the mask said: If you take off me while you are still alive, you will pay a heavy price, remember.
After saying that, the mask was taken off; when Xiao Min saw the clown's appearance, he smiled and said: So ugly! Then he turned around and left! The clown was left looking at the mask silently and said: Is the mask the price you said? It’s just too heavy for me! You can only take off the mask when you are dead, otherwise you will pay a heavy price. When the mask said this again, the clown understood, and he chose to wear the mask again to live.
The clown continued to wear the mask until his death, and the mask disappeared automatically after a while; originally he wore the mask because he felt ugly, and he wore the mask to avoid being hurt. Maybe this was a strong decision. ; But after taking off the mask and being traumatized, when you put the mask back on, that's cowardice! Mask is the motto of hypocrisy! Once you choose to put on a mask, you choose to give up facing it. Once you choose to put on a mask, you choose to escape. Once you put on a mask, you cannot take it off. If you take it off, you will have to pay a heavy price. This is the pain behind strength and cowardice. cost! Articles about masks
Mask Life Everyone has a mask. No matter how honest and kind the person is, he always has a hypocritical and "ulterior" side.
There are masks hidden in life, and life is also reflected in the masks.
My mask is a face that is peaceful and ignorant of the world, but no one knows the unknown side of my heart.
A philosopher once said: When a person does whatever it takes for a certain desire, he will tear off his mask.
Throughout the ages, so many fights for money and power have caused people to abandon family and friendship.
In "Hamlet", the prince's uncle can kill his brother for the throne; Li Longji even accepts his daughter-in-law as a noble concubine for the sake of women; without Cao Pi's narrow-mindedness, there would be no Cao Zhi The seven-step poem "cooking beans burns the bean sprouts, and the beans weep in the cauldron"; without Liu Bei's words of "replacement" when the White Emperor asked him to leave alone, there would be no ambition to "die before leaving the army, often making heroes burst into tears" The unpaid Zhuge Liang.
Just imagine how ferocious Li Longji and Liu Bei looked when they took off their masks.
When people want to achieve a certain goal, a sinful power arises in their hearts.
As this poem says: In the adult world, with this mask, there are countless tragedies, and the world is no longer perfect because of it.
But sometimes out of a kind of care and selfishness for family, love, and friendship, we must wear a mask when necessary, so as not to hurt our loved ones and lose our friendship, so that we can protect ourselves. conscience is not condemned.
In order not to disappoint their parents or make them sad, sometimes people will change their grades to make their conscience acceptable; in order to give terminally ill relatives the courage to live, sometimes people will Make up a beautiful lie.
For the sake of her young child, she did not tell him that her father was no longer alive.
All these promises are in good faith, and there is a kind heart hidden behind this beautiful mask.
In order to make this world a better place, we have no choice but to make up many beautiful promises. This is neither hypocritical nor ugly. It is the condensation of goodwill.
The world has become more beautiful because of "you". There is a kind heart hidden behind the mask. The world is still beautiful and life is still bright. The composition "Mask" requires narrative style, 600 words
"Mask" Many of us always subconsciously hope that darkness will come and swallow us up... crush us - the inscription "... tomorrow See you..." I said goodbye to my friend with a smile and walked towards the road that belonged to me.
As I turned the corner, the smile on my face suddenly disappeared, which quickly made me feel uncomfortable.
Looking at the ugly masks I painted on my hands, I began to hate them.
I looked up at the road ahead. It was a winter night. Even though the road was extremely wide, it could not hide the desolation of the few people.
I shivered all over, looking at the empty streets in front and behind me, feeling a little scared.
I tightened my clothes and walked quickly, not wanting to think too much.
"Hoo~~ho~~" The winter style is very cold, and the cold seems to freeze people's souls.
The cold wind also scattered the snow on the roof. The snow hit me with the wind, cutting through my body like a knife.
I looked up at the snow. They were brilliant and colorful under the dim street lights, flowing past me like stars.
"It's really beautiful..." I couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
I walked forward, lowered my head and continued to draw a new mask with my thoughts. I drew it very carefully, hoping that others would like this mask.
I don’t want this mask to be despised, and I hope I can win a little bit of pitiful vanity on this mask.
To fill in the holes one after another.
Scars... As I was walking, I saw a somewhat disabled man walking in front of me. His hands kept fiddling with a box and said "Pop."
Snap.
"" sound, it seems that his right leg can no longer walk. He can only use his left leg to take a hard step and drag his right leg over. It can be seen that he is used to walking like this. He is also used to being looked at strangely by passers-by.
I wonder if he is also looking at himself strangely through the broken mask? Turning the corner, this is a darker path with no one. ...There are no lights either... I looked around as I walked, hoping to see one or two figures to comfort my restless soul.
Please don't be confused by my behavior, because this is just. It's just a human instinct.
It's just a pity that all I can see is darkness, leading to an even darker road.
Two shots coming from behind me. The light illuminated my figure for a long time. When I looked at my own shadow, I felt that it was very similar to a certain emotion in my heart, infinitely stretched by the light on such a night... I continued walking, I watched two people walking towards me from the depths of darkness. They were two people about the same age as me, a man and a woman.
The man was walking in a straight-toed step, shrinking. A woman holding a burning cigarette butt in her hand, as if she thought she was a person.
The woman was complaining on the phone - complaining and cursing her parents.
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After hearing this, I seemed to clearly see the inferior masks with the words: "I am the most pitiful..." on their faces.
In a daze, I felt like I was wearing a mask. I vaguely saw the sad soul hidden under the mask... Approaching the door, I took a deep breath and let the cold air enter my lungs to calm myself down.
I took a deep breath. I slowly took out the newly painted mask and put it on carefully... "Dad, I'm back (laughing)..." "Hi, friend, do you want a mask?" I am the Mask Merchant—Nightmare.
"Article about masks
In fact, everyone was once an angel, but later he got lost and picked up a mask. After putting it on, he never took it off, that's all.
I always remember a cartoon I once watched, which said that there is a mirror. If a person with a flawless heart looks at it, he will know where the treasure is hidden, but if a person with a flawless heart looks at it, he will know where the treasure is hidden. When people looked at it, a monster would appear.
As a result, many people died. So, a man asked an eminent monk, "Eminent monk, who is the person with a flawless heart in the world?"
"The eminent monk replied: "It's a baby.
"What are the steps a modern person takes after returning home? You will definitely say, it must be taking a shower and sleeping.
Then you are wrong, you are missing a step, it should be Take a shower, put the mask on the bedside, and then lie down to sleep with a tired look? No, not acting.
But reality. /p>
In today's society, everyone pretends to be very good.
When you ask questions to your seniors, you may not notice them. A trace of boredom; you may not notice the perfunctory look on your good friend's face every time you complain to him.
Only children are innocent, because they don't understand anything, but when they grow up. Later, he lost the purity and innocence of childhood.
There is an article saying that a group of children encountered aliens while playing in the countryside. The aliens came to inspect the plants, and the children picked flowers for themselves. They were all given to the aliens. The aliens were very grateful and promised to fulfill the children's wish. The children said they hoped they could save these adults. The adults were always weird. The aliens wanted to go to other planets to investigate. They were very busy, so they agreed to fulfill their promise on their return trip.
Later, the aliens came to that place again, but did not see the group of children.
So an alien came. After he came back, he said that the people here were so weird. It turned out that he had found the children from the past. Those children had grown into adults. When the aliens mentioned it to them, the grown-up children said they did not remember it. , and if there was such a thing, it would be meaningless now.
In fact, everyone was once an angel, but later he got lost, picked up a mask, and after putting it on, he was no longer an angel. Take it off, that's all
So now we have to find these lost angels, and then take off their masks...
As the sun sinks into the horizon in the night sky, the glow follows. Disappeared.
I sat in front of the window, waiting for the night to dye the sky.
Finally, the expected dark blue came slowly upward from the eastern horizon. It spreads from a leisurely light blue to a deep, tranquil dark blue, even a classic with ink.
I looked at it and almost became one with it.
I have always liked the deep blue, which makes people quiet and completely relaxes the whole body and mind. The leisurely pursuit of nothing makes the heart reach a tranquil and far-reaching height, as wide as the blue sky; I prefer black, Whether they are jet black or pitch black, I don't like the animal "human" very much, because I have to work hard to identify whether they are wearing a mask and what kind of mask they are wearing... So I also put on a mask for myself and only take it off at night. Get off it, lie on the bed and look out the window at the dark night, feel the classics, let it infiltrate you, and soothe the resentment and sadness in your heart.
Looking at the darkness in the room again, it has lost the temperature of the sun, cooled the brain, and made everything calm; it has lost the scheming of people and returned to my true colors.
It has an invisible power that allows me to be alone in it, laugh or cry, and release everything in my heart.
When these two beautiful colors, black and blue, blend perfectly on the blue sky above my head, I look at it and my heart starts to sing with it.
It is my friend, everything to me, and myself.
People gave her the name Night Sky, so I fell in love with this word. I don’t know why.
So when I looked at the night sky, my heart returned to tranquility and purity, and all impurities settled into the lake of my heart, and I became extremely peaceful.
If I lie in bed at this time, I will fall asleep soon and spend a dreamless night. I would describe the feeling of deep sleep as tranquility.
Now I look at her again this beautiful night! It felt like I had met my grandma, and it seemed like I had met my mother.
One or two twinkling stars bring soft light. This light and the breath of the night blend directly into my soul and caress my heart.
I am drunk and don’t know anything else.
When I woke up from the dreamlike beauty, the night was already deep.
"Dark blue" is the name I gave to this color. It dyes every place in the night sky, and together with the few stars, it forms a fantasy-like paradise in my upward gaze.
Don’t ask me if I mean “dark blue” or the breath of the night sky coming down from above and saturating the world. I vaguely feel that everything is in it and is more or less connected with her. With.
So the whole night had this kind of atmosphere, becoming beautiful and pleasant.
So: I really want to keep staring at the night sky like this; I really want to hold her; I really want to fly in the night sky; I really want to merge with her... even though I know that all this is impossible.
The dark blue night sky, my love!
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