我做的陶艺品是花瓶。做完花瓶的时候,我看见瓶子上面出现了一道道裂痕。看着辛辛苦苦做的花瓶,因为裂缝变得不完美,我急得如热锅上的蚂蚁。我扑在桌子上,泪水在眼眶中打转。我强忍着,不让它跑出来。我左思右想,怎么办呢?突然,我的脑海里出现了一个场景。那天在陶艺工厂的时候,我看见一位师傅做陶器 The pottery I make is a vase. When I finished the vase, I saw a crack in the bottle. Looked at the vase worked hard, because the cracks become imperfect, I was anxious as ants on the hot pan. I flutter on the table, tears spinning in the eyes. I can not stop it from running out. I left thinking right, what should I do? Suddenly, there was a scene in my mind. That day in the pottery factory, I saw a master pottery