1. As far as they could see, out of the woods, and from behind the house of the forest officer, turned a number of men and vehicles, while on the near side of the highway fifteen or sixteen men rode, with their guns across their saddles, in this direction. The two in the forefront, one was a middle-aged man, wearing a protective-colored uniform with an officer's armed belt and binoculars on his chest; the other walking side by side with him was the very same man on horseback whom the three friends had just seen.
2. The rain splintered and tapped on the windows. The roof bristled with rainwater. A strong wind gusted, causing the cherry tree in the garden to sway east and west in panic, its branches crashing against the windowpanes from time to time.
3. A pair of bare feet stepped on the road with a soft rustling sound. The officers tried their best to keep order, but could not. As the second company came up to the reviewing stand, a lad in a linen shirt at the head of the right wing platoon, who was only looking at the big chief with his mouth open in amazement, stepped in a puddle and fell to the ground with a thud.
4. Around the little table in the room sat three persons: one was Liza Suhariko, a pretty middle-schooler, slightly dark-complexioned, with a capricious little mouth, and a sardonic hairdo; the other was a youth whom Paul had not seen before, who was neatly dressed in a black tunic, slender and tall, with greasy hair combed in a subdued manner, and with a pair of grey eyes that showed a look of loneliness and melancholy; the third sitting between the two of them, dressed in a very fashionable high school uniform, was Victor Leszczynski. He was the first thing Paul saw when Tonya pushed open the door.
5. Instead of walking down the middle of the road, the Germans marched in two single-file rows along the sides of the road. They wore dark green uniforms, flat-armed guns with broad bayonets, heavy steel helmets on their heads, and large marching bags on their backs. They stretched their ranks into long stripes that stretched from the station to the city; they walked carefully, ready to meet resistance, though no one was trying to resist them.
6. The big chief, Petliura himself, followed by the division commander, clumsily got out of the automobile. He was of medium build, with an angular head knotted on a purplish-red neck, wearing a Ukrainian blouse made of fine blue Kintetsu tweed, a yellow belt with a small Browning pistol in a suede holster, and on his head a Kerensky military cap, adorned with an enameled cap badge of a trident.
7. Paul leaped, climbed the fence with one hand, climbed up, and tumbled into the garden. He looked at the house, hidden behind a patch of trees, and headed for the gazebo. The gazebo was bare on all sides, the mountain grapes that had climbed all over it in the summer were gone, and now there was no shade at all.
8. Paul jumped. He knew that Suhariko was the son of the director of the locomotive depot, and that Arjom worked under his father. If he punched him now in this fat, burnt, ugly face, he would tell his father, and then Aljoum would surely be implicated. It was for this reason that Paul restrained himself from punishing him immediately.
9. Paul was the last. He sat on the floor, completely confused by what was happening in front of him. Even Dorinik had let go, and he couldn't even figure it out at once. He didn't understand what was going on. All these people had been let go. But Dolinik, Dolinik ...... he said was arrested in the night on the street ...... Paul finally understood.
10, Zhu Herai two arrow steps, leapt to them, he swung his fist, towards the head of the escorting soldiers. Immediately afterward, the guy received two more blows as heavy as lead to his face. He let go of Paul, who was lying on the ground, and rolled into the trench like a pocket full of grain.
11. It was at the last minute that he suddenly remembered the pistol in his pocket. When they walked over and put a bullet in the back of the guy with the gun, Juhlai would be saved. After making such a decision in an instant, his thoughts immediately became clear. He clenched his teeth so tightly that the bite was raw.
12, Colonel Golub master is a beautiful man: black eyebrows, white face, only due to binge drinking, the face of the white through the yellowish, and the mouth is always holding a pipe. Before the revolution, the colonel worked as an agronomist on the plantation of a sugar factory, but it was a lonely and boring life, not to be compared with the power of the Cossack leaders. So the agronomist took advantage of the turbidity flooding the country and floated up to become Colonel Golub senior.
13. Darkness engulfed every corner of the cell. A suffocatingly uneasy night descended. Thoughts turned again to the uncertainty of tomorrow. It was only the seventh night, but it seemed like months had passed. Sleeping on the hard floor, my whole body aches. There were only three people left in the warehouse now. The old man lay on the board bed snoring as if he were sleeping on his own hot bed. This old man was indifferent to his immediate situation and slept soundly and sweetly night after night. The old woman who made moonshine had been put out to make soju by Ensign Cossack, the Commander of the Vigilantes. Hristina and Paul were both lying on the floor, close together. Paul had seen Seryozha from his window yesterday standing in the street for a long time, staring sadly at the windows of this house.
14. On the steps of the church stood a group of colonels and lieutenants, the priest's two daughters, a few Ukrainian teachers, a group of "free Cossacks" and a slightly hunchbacked mayor - in a word, a group of selected representatives of "all walks of life". In short, a select group of "people from all walks of life". In the midst of this group stood the infantry director in his Chekhovs' robes. He was the commander-in-chief of the parade.
15The next thing that happened was so bad that I never dared to do that kind of foolishness again for the rest of my life. I told him that I didn't quite believe he was that brave, and was just testing him to see if he really had the guts to jump off a cliff, but I wasn't forcing him to do it. At the time, I was simply fascinated and found it so interesting that, to provoke him further, I made the offer that if he was really a man and wanted to win my love, then he should jump, and after that, he could have me.
16. The cavalry of the close guard were all red and tall. The officers, mostly counts and dukes, wore golden epaulettes, their breeches were trimmed with silver tapestries, and everything was exactly as it had been in the days of the tsars, as if there had been no revolution.
17. In the summer, on quiet evenings, the young people all ran outside. Girls and boys, either in groups or in pairs, some in front of their houses, some in their gardens and courtyards, some right there in the street, sitting on the piles of lumber used to build houses. There was laughter and singing everywhere.
18. The little boy was so distressed that he cried, but there was nothing for him to do but to curse while he turned and ran away. Paul, however, ran home contentedly. He jumped over the fence, ran into the shed, hid the gun he had gotten on a beam under the shed roof, and then whistled happily as he walked into the house.
19. Dark clouds, like clouds of smoke rising from a distant fire, floated slowly across the dim sky, moving close to a stupa and then covering it with heavy smoke. The stupa became blurred, as if smeared with a layer of sludge, while the approaching dark clouds continued to color it, deeper and deeper. The dusky moon, emitting a faintly trembling light, also sank into the dark clouds, as if it had fallen into a black dye pot.
20. On both sides of the railroad, dark trees flickered eerily into the locomotive's lights and then disappeared into the darkness. The headlights tried their best to penetrate the darkness, but they were blocked by the thick curtain of the night, and could only illuminate the area within ten meters. The locomotive seemed to be running out of its last strength, and its breathing was getting weaker and weaker.
21. He was about to turn around and go back to the fence, but it was too late: he heard a dog barking furiously behind him. From the side of the house, a large dog lunged at him down the path where the dead leaves had fallen, and a terrible woofing noise shook the whole garden.
22. He saw a strange girl standing there, her hand on a willow tree, her body poking out into the water. She wore a white sailor's uniform with blue stripes on the collar and a light gray skirt. A pair of short socks with lace wrapped tightly around tanned, well-proportioned calves, and on her feet she wore brown penny loafers. Chestnut-colored hair was worn in a thick braid.
23. A train climbed into the station in a blizzard, and two university students in military coats carrying rifles and a group of revolutionary soldiers wearing red cuffs jumped off the train. They arrested the elderly colonel of the gendarmerie and the chief of police on the station. The townspeople then believed that the news was true. So thousands of residents stepped through the snow, crossed the streets, and poured out into the square.
24. He was brought in because the Petliura soldier who lived in his house had a horse tethered to his boarding shed that was missing. On the ground sat an aged woman with thieving eyes and a sharp chin, a bootlegger. She had been arrested because someone had accused her of stealing watches and other valuables. In the corner under the window, lying drowsily with his head in his hat, was Paul Kochakin.
25. On the small bridge next to the water tower, two young men were walking this way, both seventh graders at the liberal arts school. One was the son of Engineer Suhariko, the director of the locomotive depot. He was a stupid and trouble-making fellow, seventeen years old, with light yellow hair and a face of freckles, and his classmates had nicknamed him Hemp Shura.
26. Early in the morning, when everyone in the house was still asleep, Tonya woke up. She quickly got dressed. So as not to wake anyone, she quietly walked out into the yard, untied her big shaggy dog, Trezor, and led him towards town. Across the street from Kochakin's house, she stood hesitantly for a moment. Then, pushing open the fence gate, she stepped into the yard. Trezor wagged his tail and ran ahead.
27. There was a conversation outside the door. The Commandant's guards lived in the outer room. A bright light filtered in from under the door of the house. Paul stood up, holding onto the wall, and groped his way through the house. Opposite the paneled bed, he felt for a window with sturdy jagged iron bars resting on it. Shaking it with his hand - it didn't budge. It looked like this used to be a warehouse.
28, Beneath the furry leather cap, a pair of narrowed eyes stared warily at the back of the arrestee's head. His moustache, yellowed by Maho smoke, curled to either side.
29. The two men lay down on the bed. Paul immediately fell asleep, but Juhlai kept smoking. Later, he got up from the bed again, walked barefoot to the window and looked toward the street for a long time before returning to bed. He was so tired that he lay down and fell asleep. One of his hands went under the pillow and pressed on the heavy pistol, the grip of which was warmed.
30. Military trains came one after another, filling the station. Shechov sniper division belongs to the various sub-units (battalion) crowded down from the car in a chaotic manner. The armored car "Zaporozhye Cossacks", consisting of four steel-plated carriages, slowly crawled along the railroad line. Cannons were unloaded from flatcars. Horses were taken from the wagons. The cavalry saddled up on the spot, pushed their way through the disorganized infantry, and assembled in the station square.
31The Commander of the Guard, with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, finished the last few lines with a flourish, and then under the words "Second Lieutenant Cossack, Commander of the Guard at Shepetovka," signed his name with a flourish, and with a hook at the end of the last stroke. At that moment there was a clatter of spurs at the door. The Commander of the Guard looked up.
32, The men who came in at once attracted the attention of the people in the field. Particularly conspicuous was Pavlyuk. He was tall, dressed in an officer's uniform of fine tweed and blue Kommando pants, a furry Caucasian leather cap, a Mauser slung over his shoulder, and a hand grenade peeking out of his coat pocket.
33, early in the morning, Paul returned home. Hearing his mother say that the police force came to search for Aljoum at night, his whole heart shrunk, very worried about his brother's safety. Although he and his brother had different personalities, Aljom seemed to be very strict, the two brothers were very friendly. This is a serious love, no one has ever confessed, but Paul knew very well in his heart, as long as his brother needs him, he will not hesitate to make any sacrifice.
34, the most precious thing is life. Life is only once for man. Therefore, a person's life should be spent in this way: when a person looks back, not because of the wasted years and regret, nor because of the shame of doing nothing; so that, at the time of his death, to be able to say, I have dedicated my whole life and all my energy to the most valuable cause in life - the struggle for the liberation of mankind. We must live life to the fullest, for even a violent illness or an accident can end it.
35. The death of the leader did not lead to disorganization of the party. Like a big tree, which strongly puts its roots deep into the soil, it will never wither even if the top is cut off.
36. Put away your guns and don't tell anyone. Even if life is unbearable, you have to keep going, so that life can become worthwhile.
37. Thousands of people form a powerful transformer, forming a kind of never-ending momentum.
38, "There is no need to hold a mass meeting, there is no one here who needs a propaganda pep talk, Tokarev, you speak accurately, they are indeed invaluable, that's how steel is made!" Zhukh came to say.
39.For me, there is nothing in life more terrible than falling behind.
40, the most valuable thing is life, life belongs to people only once. A person's life should be spent in this way: when he looks back, he will not because of wasted years and regret, and will not be ashamed because of nothing; so that, at the time of death, he will be able to say: "My whole life and all my energy have been dedicated to the world's most magnificent cause --- the struggle for the liberation of mankind. -Struggle for the liberation of mankind."