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Title: "The House of Grass"
Author: Cao Wenxuan
Good Words: one after another Shaking and shaking Colorful Whimsical Surprisingly Meticulous Concentration In a state of shock In a state of wild alarm Hidden, carefree, penniless, deserted, uninhabited, stammering, unasked, uncharacteristically impotent, distracted, cautious
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(1) Sangsang followed his father down the street. It was already autumn, and the wind was blowing in the street with a cool feeling. The sycamore trees on both sides of the street, although they have not yet lost their leaves, but they have already made people feel that, with a few more autumn winds, the dead leaves will float down in the light of this night. Father and son walked in the dappled shadows of the sycamore trees. The street in the fall night, on the contrary, makes people feel more lonely than the countryside at night.
Comment: The autumn wind and dry leaves, all give a person a bleak feeling, set off the father's mood at that time, how sorrowful, sad, mottled shadows under the tree, lonely feeling, let the reader feel the father at this time is how helpless and distracted. This passage shows the father's mood after learning of his son's illness.
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(2) After a short while, it was raining late. Outside the window was the river. Sangsang sat at the window and continued to eat lotus root in a small quantity of water while looking out the window. There was a pole on the bank, and there was a light on the pole. Sang Sang saw the rain under the light, falling diagonally into the river, and saw a small, half-light, half-dark bubble of water on the small patch of water illuminated by the light, letting the rainwater beat it out. He seemed to be eating the root, but after half a day's eating, the section of root was still the same. Comment: The rains in the text are like the sorrow that is cut and cut and cut. A single blister is like a heartache blocked in the chest. Sangsang seemed to see something in his father's performance, he was thinking, therefore, after half a day of eating, the section of lotus root is still the same section of lotus root.
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In a distant mountain village with golden straw houses, slightly bitter mugwort leaves, a quiet river, and endless wheat fields, this is the beautiful, peaceful Yau Ma Tei. Here, there are mischievous, witty Sang Sang, gentle, kind but timid paper moon, self-esteem Lu He, persistent and kindly Qin Da Grandma, Sang Qiao, the principal of the school, who will do anything for honor, the multi-talented Jiang Yirun, and the infinite encouragement given to Wen Youju ...... Together, they have many touching stories. This makes up The Grass House by Cao Wenxuan. In this book, one of the people I admire most is Du Xiaokang. Du Xiaokang lived in the house of the richest man in Yaumatei, and his parents obeyed him. However, his father lost all the family assets in a business deal, and Du Xiaokang fell from the paradise of happiness to the trough. Later, Du Xiaokang, with the help of Sangsang, set up a small beach with great ease. Facing such a great difficulty, he still showed no humility, which requires a person's great courage and perseverance! And we live in reality, not to mention the big difficulties, is a small trouble are complaining, are dependent on parents, then how can we later in the community to stand firm, independent life? If in life, we also encountered the same kind of problem, we will go to think of their own way? Maybe we'll just lie down and cry at home. Apart from Du Xiaokang, Grandma Qin also made a deep impression on me. The people of Yaumatei drove Grandma Qin to a small corner in order to build a school on her land. Unconvinced, Great Grandma Qin tried to take revenge on the people in every possible way. But after a series of events, Great Grandma Qin changes her attitude. Finally, in order to pick up the pumpkin that fell into the river from the school and left the world forever. By this point, many people will be moved by Great Grandma Qin's behavior, by the fact that she sacrificed her life for the good of the school. More people will probably feel sorry for Grandma Qin than for her, sorry that a kind and considerate grandma has gone away like this. We should learn from Grandma Qin's spirit of sacrificing her life for others. At the same time, the story of Qin's grandmother also tells us: before doing anything, we must first weigh the next, which is more important than the other, so as not to lose a lot of money because of small things. From now on, let's do before we do something in mind, so as not to regret in the end. Finally, do not forget, do not retreat in the face of difficulties, yo! Standing on the stove of the black tile pot, the shape of the rustic, but seems to be very sophisticated, simple body, with a bent Yu childish spout and a very chic handle. The medicine had already been boiled. The lid of the pot is half-open, and the steam pushes the lid so that it bounces rhythmically on the mouth of the pot. The steam rises into the air in wisps and then fades throughout the hut, filling it with a mind-clearing medicinal aroma.
Comment: The description of the tile jar and the mouth of the kettle is in the shape of the object, but also in the description of the owner of the tile jar's careful attitude to life, as well as the cozy atmosphere in the medicine hut, is the constant pursuit of a better life.
A very, very large mulberry field. A vast expanse of mulberry trees with luxuriant foliage, and the distinctive fragrance of mulberry leaves can be smelled from afar before you enter. There is not a trace of wind, a plant of mulberry trees, as if it is static.
Comments: A concise description of the mulberry field landscape, through the environment describes the static mulberry leaves.
2. Cao Wenxuan's Grass House, the first of the good words and good sentencesGood words: big and bold, red and colorful, gleeful, sweaty, not at peace, confused, careful
black, black, black, light, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark. -He will forever say goodbye to this golden grass house with his companion ...... good paragraph: It was a morning in August 1961, the autumn wind rose, the summer has gone, the fourteen-year-old boy Sangsang, climbed the roof of the tallest grass house in the middle of that piece of elementary school in Yau Ma Tei. He sat on the ridge of the roof, Yaumatei Primary School for the first time all at once into the bottom of his eyes. Autumn white clouds, gentle as a fluffy, long distance, sycamore withered leaves, is in the autumn wind flickering fluttering down. The boy Sangsang, suddenly felt like crying, so he whimpered.
3. Grass House Good Words and Sentences 11. The pigeons were circling in the sky, and it was some of the best fall sunshine, and the pigeons were gliding through the sky, filling the air with a fascinating white light. These little guys, actually after meeting a stranger, the desire to perform, in the air dashing and beautiful wings, gliding or do a collective dive, pulling and weaving.
2. He looked towards the sky, which was as clean as water. The moon looked like it was still and floating ...... Under the moonlight, Sang Sang saw Jiang Yilun and the white sparrow from afar. Jiang Yilun leaned on an admonished tree, using the same most graceful posture. The White Sparrow was sitting there. The White Sparrow did not look at Jiang Yilun, resting his chin on his hands, tilting his head slightly, looking toward the sky. The moon illuminated the tops of the reeds with silver zephyrs glittering, as if Jiang Yilun and the white finch were gently surrounded in a dreamy world.
3. When Sang Qiao carried Sang Sang into the campus by stepping through the soft straw, Sang Sang saw the paper moon standing under the sycamore tree: her hair had been wet with rainwater, and a few of the strands were plastered to her forehead by the rain, and her thin, rounded chin was dripping with bright raindrops.
4. Outside the window is the river. Sangsang sat at the window and continued to eat lotus root in a small amount of water while looking out the window. There was a pole on the bank and a light on the pole. Sangsang saw the rain under the light, falling diagonally into the river, and saw a small, half-light, half-dark bubble of water on the small patch of water that was illuminated by the light, allowing the rain to beat it out. He seemed to be eating the root, but after half a day's eating, the section of root was still the same.
5. Wen Youju will sing, the voice is soft and far away, contains both a sadness, but also a let the soul trembling bone and toughness. This is a small red clay stove, looks very small. At this time, the charcoal is burning very strong, from the gap under the medicine pot, you can see a grain of charcoal ball, like an egg yolk as brightly colored, the stove wall seems to be burned to the verge of melting into a golden yellow flowing mud paste.
6. Standing on the stove of the black tile pot, the shape of the rustic, but seems to be very sophisticated, rustic body, with a curved Yu childish spout and a very chic pot handle. The medicine had already been boiled. The lid of the pot is half-open, and the steam pushes the lid so that it bounces rhythmically on the mouth of the pot. The steam rose into the air in wisps and then faded throughout the hut, filling it with a mind-clearing medicinal aroma.
7. A very, very large mulberry field. A vast expanse of mulberry trees, tree branches and leaves, not yet into, far away from the smell of mulberry leaves unique fragrance. There is not a trace of wind, a mulberry tree, as if it is still.
8. Sang Sang looked at this block by block of grass houses, tears in the haze, they are connected to a large golden color.
The pigeons seemed to know that their master would leave them for good in the morning, and circled in the air. At last, they joined head to tail, as if forming a huge white wreath, circling high and low around Sang Sang.
Sangsang's ears were filled with the sound of nice pigeon feathers cutting through the air. He could not stop the white light like metal from flashing before his eyes.
On this morning in August 1961, many adults and children in Yaumatei saw the huge whirling white wreath in the air...
4. Grass House Chapter 1 and Chapter 2 Wonderful Words, Good Sentences and Appreciation(1) Sangsang followed his father down the street. It was already autumn, and the wind was blowing in the street with a cool feeling. The sycamore trees on both sides of the street have not yet lost their leaves, but one can already feel that if a few more autumn winds blow, the dead leaves will fall in the light of the night. Father and son walked in the dappled shadows of the sycamore trees.
The street on an autumn night is more lonely than a night in the countryside.
Appreciation: the autumn wind and dry leaves, all give a person a bleak feeling, set off the father's mood at that time, how painful, sad, mottled shadow under the tree, lonely feeling, let the reader feel that the father at this time is how helpless and distracted. This passage shows the father's mood after learning of his son's illness.
(2) pigeons circling in the sky, when it was some of the best fall sunshine, pigeons from the sky slipped by, full of air with a charming white light. These little guys, after meeting a stranger, had the desire to perform, spreading their wings, gliding, or doing group dives, pulling up and weaving in the air with style and grace.
Sangsang looked at the grass houses, and in a haze of tears, they were all connected into one big golden color. The pigeons seemed to know that their master would leave them for good in the morning, and circled in the air. Finally, they joined their tails together as if they were forming a huge white wreath, circling around Sangsang in a high and low circle. Sangsang's ears were filled with the beautiful sound of the pigeons' feathers passing through the air. The metallic white light flashed in front of his eyes. On this morning in August, 1961, many adults and children in Yaumatei saw the huge, spinning white wreath in the air...
Appreciation: The scene was written in a real and beautiful way, combining the pigeon with the hero's emotions, with a strong lyrical meaning. It's very evocative.
(3) A very, very large mulberry field. A vast expanse of mulberry trees, tree branches and leaves, not yet entered, far away from the smell of mulberry leaves unique fragrance. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the company.
Appreciation: a concise description of the mulberry field landscape, through the environment describes the static mulberry leaves.
(4) standing on the stove of the black tile pot, the shape of the rustic, but seems to be very sophisticated, simple body, with a curved spout and a very chic handle. The medicine has been boiled. The lid of the pot is half-open, and the steam pushes the lid so that it bounces rhythmically on the mouth of the pot. The steam rises into the air in wisps and then fades into the hut, filling the hut with a sobering aroma.
Appreciation: the description of the tile pot and the mouth of the pot, is in the shape, but also in the description of the owner of the tile pot careful attitude towards life, as well as the warm atmosphere in the medicinal hut, is the constant pursuit of a better life.
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5. Straw House Chapter 1 Good Sentences1. It was not covered with ordinary straw or wheat straw, but with thatched grass from a beach three hundred miles away.
The thatched grass grows vigorously on the beach, subject to the sea breeze and the exposure of the sun without shade, a one by one are very tough, the sunlight, shiny as copper wire, the sea breeze blowing, but also can emit a metallic sound. With this kind of grass covered house, is durable and immortal.
Here the rich family, all save money to build this kind of house.
This block of houses, in the countryside under the pure and quiet sky, through a faction of ancient simplicity, but when the sun over the sky and shine, the roof of the gold glittering, and show a faction of the gorgeous to. 2, the eye of the summer, the summer of the earth.
The sun is only a face, heaven and earth will be filled with invisible heat, and when the sun as a golden wheel, rumbling roll over, straight to the top of the head of the people, heaven and earth seems to become a fire light flash. The reed leaves by the river were sunburned into curls, and all the plants could not resist the attack of this heat wave, and drowsily bowed their heads.
On the main road, occasional people walked by, all in a hurry, as if they would be burned once they stayed too long in this sunlight. Children who could swim and those who could not were forced into the river by the unbearable heat.
As a result, the river was filled with clamor.
6. Good Sentences from the First Chapter of The House of Grass1. The pigeons were circling in the sky in some of the best fall sunshine, and as they glided through the sky, the air was filled with a fascinating white light.
These little fellows, after meeting a stranger, actually developed a desire to perform, spreading their wings, gliding, or doing collective dives, pulling up and weaving in the air with style and grace. 2. He looked towards the sky, which was as clean as if it had been washed by water.
The moon looked like it was still and floating ...... Under the moonlight, Sang Sang saw Jiang Yilun and the white sparrow from afar. Jiang Yilun leaned on a tree, using the same most graceful posture.
The white finch was sitting there. The white sparrow did not look at Jiang Yilun, with his hands resting on his chin, slightly tilted his head, looking towards the sky.
The moon illuminated the tops of the rushes with a silver luster, as if it gently enclosed Jiang Yilun and the white finch in a dream world. 3. When Sang Qiao carried Sang Sang into the campus by stepping through the loose straw, Sang Sang saw the paper moon standing under the sycamore tree: her hair had been wet with rainwater, a few strands of it were plastered to her forehead by the rain, and on her thin, rounded chin, she was dripping with bright raindrops.
4. Outside the window is the river. Sangsang sat at the window and continued to eat lotus root in a small amount of water while looking out the window.
There was a pole on the bank and a light on the pole. Sangsang saw the rain under the light, falling diagonally into the river, and saw the small patch of water illuminated by the light, letting the rain water out of a small half-light, half-dark water bubbles.
He seemed to be eating the lotus root, but after half a day's eating, the section of lotus root was still the same. 5. Wen Youju can sing, with a soft and distant voice that contains both a sadness and a backbone and resilience that makes one's heart tremble.
This is a small stove of red clay, looks very small.
At this time, the charcoal is burning very strong, from the gap under the pot, you can see a grain of charcoal ball, like an egg yolk as bright, the stove wall seems to be burned to dissolve into a golden yellow flow of mud. 6. Standing on the stove of the black tile pot, the shape of the rustic, but seems to be very elaborate, rustic body, with an elegantly curved spout and a very chic handle.
7. There was not a breath of wind, a mulberry tree, as if it were standing still. 8. Finally, they were joined at the head and tail, as if they formed a huge white wreath, spinning high and low around the mulberry.
Sangsang's ears were filled with the sound of nice pigeon feathers cutting through the air. He could not stop the white light like metal from flashing before his eyes.
On this morning in August 1961, many adults and children in Yaumatei saw the great whirling white wreath in the air... 9. The setting sun was reflecting its afterglow into the sky, and reflected the thin horse standing on top of the pile of bricks as a thin strip. The afterglow blends with the color of the red bricks and dyes the thin horse a rich earthy red.
10... It was an August morning in 1961, when the autumn wind was blowing and the summer heat was gone, when Sangsang, a fourteen-year-old boy, climbed onto the roof of the tallest building in the middle of the grass houses of the Yau Ma Tei Primary School.
He sat on the ridge of the roof, and for the first time, the Yaumatei Primary School all at once into his eyes. Autumn white clouds, gentle as a fluffy, far away, sycamore withered leaves, is in the autumn wind flickering fluttering down.
The boy, Sang Sang, suddenly felt like crying, so he whimpered. Early tomorrow morning, a big wooden boat, in the oil hemp land has not yet woken up, will carry him and his home, far away from here - he will forever bid farewell to this golden grass with his companion 11. tomb, is a large area of Ai, are the original Ai moved to the ground, due to the children come every day to watering, surprisingly, did not have a dead tree.
They are straight, in the wind blowing from the field shaking the bamboo, all day long exudes their unique aroma. There is true love everywhere in life, and in The House of Grass, I saw the true love that brings tears to one's eyes.
Best Answer This summer, I read Cao Wenxuan's "Grass House" twice, which is about a boy named Sangsang's unforgettable elementary school life. This novel focuses on the elementary school life of five outstanding teenagers, Sangsang, Luhe, Paper Moon, Fine Horse and Du Xiaokang.
My favorite part of the book is Sang Sang, who is a naughty, cute and smart little boy. He is good at using his brain to change the mosquito nets at home into fish nets, and make a comfortable and warm nest for pigeons in the cupboard, but he was scolded by his parents. He has a sense of justice, and he rushed over to help Paper Moon without any hesitation when the bad kids in the Bancang Elementary School bullied Paper Moon. He is also particularly brave, when he got a strange disease, his neck swollen with a very large bag, to use a burning red needle, from the bag into it, but he did not shout or scream.
Lu He was a classmate of Sang Sang's. Because of his bald head, his classmates laughed at him and called him Bald Crane. In the midst of the ridicule, his character became very introverted.
Although his classmates looked down on Lu He, he didn't hold any grudges and won the honor for his school in a performance. In general, we can not judge people by their appearance, as the saying goes: you can not judge a person by his appearance, the sea can not be measured.
Other people have defects, he is also "forced". I like "Grass House", because it gives me a lot of life reasoning, give me too much inspiration! I hope everyone will read it.
7. The House of Grass Chapters 1 to 5Good Words:
Autumn winds rising, night and day, rubbing, squandering, flickering
fiery, fiery, tough, pure, simple, golden
solid, drowsy, drowsy, booming, red, green, crystalline
sweating, dripping, dripping with water, in a big way, slithery, encouraging
flowing, inexplicable, as if maddened, with a smile and a grin
a smile and a grimace. Brush and brush, grimace and grin
Picturesque, self-indulgent, vague and unrelenting, sparkling
White, curved, deep, pale, refined
Blurred, trance, dreamlike
Good Sentences:
Autumn's white clouds are gentle as a wisp and are far away, and the withered leaves of the sycamore tree are falling in the fall wind, flickering and fluttering. The boy, Sang Sang, suddenly felt like crying, so he whimpered.
Those bald in the maple tree, slightly reddish, meet the maple leaves dense, occasionally some gaps, when someone walks by, it will be a flash, like the sand in the ceramic tile.
The . Before and after these grass houses or between these grass houses, there is always some arrangement, or a clump or two clumps of bamboo, or three or two roses, or a piece of banana with colorful flowers, or simply a small piece of grass interspersed with small flowers. These arrangements, without a trace of intentionality, as if this campus, originally is there, originally this way.
The thatched grass grows vigorously on the beach, subject to the wind of the sea and the exposure of the sun without shade, a root of all grow very tough. The sunlight, shiny as copper wire, the sea breeze blowing, but can emit a metallic sound.
Now the summer, is the authentic summer. The sun is just a face, the world will be filled with invisible heat, and when the sun as a golden wheel, rumbling roll over, rolled straight to the top of the head of the people, the world seems to have become a flash of fire. The leaves of the reeds by the river were rolled up in the sun, and all the plants, unable to resist the heat, bowed their heads drowsily. On the road, people occasionally walked by, but in a hurry, as if they would be burned if they stayed too long in the sun. Children, both those who could swim and those who could not, were forced into the river by the unbearable heat. As a result, the river was full of clamor.
Paper Moon wore a very nice cool hat, walking along the way, gently touching the roadside corn leaves. At that time, the corn was spitting out its red or green ears. Paper Moon didn't look much like a little girl from the countryside, but she was still so white on such a summer's day. Her face and her arms and legs, left out by her short-sleeved shirt and shorts, shimmered white in the corn.
Sang-sang walked around more and more vigorously, making inexplicable gestures. Sang used the open space as a stage, and was immersed in a kind of pleasure that swept through his body. Sweat beads crawled all over his face, sweat flowed into his eyes, so that he could not open his eyes. If he couldn't open his eyes, he couldn't open his eyes. He was half-closing his eyes and playing the game. Perhaps because his eyes were half-closed, or because of the endless rounds, Sang-sang felt a sense of intoxication, exactly as he had felt after stealing his father's wine.
The bald crane refused to get up, and the tears flowed down from the corners of each eye to the base of the ear, and fell drop by drop on the soil, wetting it.
The pigeons were circling in the sky, and it was one of the best fall sunsets, and the pigeons were gliding through the sky, filling the air with a fascinating white light. These little creatures, after meeting a stranger, had the desire to perform, spreading their wings, gliding, or making collective dives, pulling up, and weaving in and out of the air in a graceful and elegant manner.
Sangsang and Paper Moon both hid their hands behind their backs. Sangsang hides a pair of black hands full of dirt, while Paper Moon hides a pair of white hands as tender as bamboo shoots.
The breeze rolls over the lotus leaves and blows the fragrance around. A few not yet bloomed lotus flowers standing in the moonlight like a few large brushes, black vertical. Sangsang could feel that they were opening up little by little.
The wooden boat rested quietly on the shore. There was no moon, only wind. The wind blew the reeds on both sides of the river, blowing the water waves, lapping at the riverbanks one by one. There are birds in the trees, occasionally called out, knowing that the wind is alarmed, and then quiet.
8.草房子1至63页好词好句Good Words: fondle, squander, blossom, twist, trance, tenacity, pure, simple, inspiring, fiery, hot, fiery, rumbling, red, green, crystalline, sweaty, dripping, watery, brushed, solid, drowsy, drowsy, big, bold, slinky, golden, glittering, inexplicable, as if crazy, giddy, grinning, autumn breeze, at first glance, accompanied by the night and the day, dim and dim, painted, self-important, cryptic, unrelenting, sparkling, as if in dream, as if in dream. Good Sentences in Straw House: 1. The white sparrow is still the same, but she seems to have lost some weight.
As soon as she appeared in Sang Sang's field of vision, Sang Sang felt that heaven and earth were suddenly much brighter. White Sparrow walked, still with the same light pace.
She gently grasped the long, black braid with both hands, which had been placed on her chest, and a side of her headscarf was blown by the wind in the village alley.2 At that time, the pure white color subdued all the children.
With the confident look of the bald crane, the children had nothing to think about, but simply watched in silence. But after only two days, they were no longer willing to look respectfully at the crane, and had a constant desire to take the hat off and look at it and take the hat off and look at the crane's head again.
A few days without seeing the head of the crane, they are still a little uncomfortable, and feel that it is an indispensable point in their days. 3, the winter passed, the fine horse has basically understand the Yaumatei people "difficult" words.
However, Hinoma still did not go to school. One is because, Qiu Erma did not offer to let him go back to school, and the second is that the fine horse felt that he pulled a semester of classes, with is impossible to keep up, unless repeated, and the fine horse is not willing to do so in disgrace.
Fine horse or put his sheep. Though in his heart, Fine Horse doesn't like herding sheep.
4. Not many days later, the sapling timidly poked its head out and swayed joyfully in the still cool wind. This image reminds Grandma Qin of the wheat seedlings that were also swaying happily in this season.
She was tempted to use her walking stick to whip these spicy saplings growing on her ground - she felt that the saplings were mocking her. 5. It was an August morning in 1961, when the autumn winds started to blow and the summer heat was gone, when Sangsang, a fourteen-year-old boy, climbed onto the roof of the tallest building in the middle of the grassy houses of the Yau Ma Tei Primary School.
He sat on the ridge of the roof, and for the first time, the Yaumatei Primary School all swooped into the bottom of his eyes. Autumn white clouds, gentle as a fluffy, long distance, sycamore withered leaves, is in the autumn wind flickering fluttering down.
The boy, Sang Sang, suddenly felt like crying, so he whimpered.22 The rain rustled on the bamboo leaves and then dripped from the cracks onto his bald head.
He ran his hand over his head and looked up the river with a dejected expression. On the surface of the water, two or three ducks with full feathers were swimming in the rain with a happy look on their faces.
The good words in the straw house 26, it was raining heavily that day, the bald crane did not hit the umbrella on the school to come. Although it was raining, the sky was not dark, so the bald crane's head, in the silver curtain of rain, was extraordinarily bright.
The paper moon and the toon, who shared a red umbrella, flashed on the side of the road, letting Baldy Crane walk through. Bald Crane sensed that the eyes of these two girls were watching his head under that red oil paper umbrella, and he walked past them.
When he turned to look at them, the scene he saw was that the two girls were covering their mouths with their hands to hide their laughter. Bald Crane walked towards the school with his head down, but instead of walking into the classroom, he walked into the bamboo grove by the river.
7, the boys waited for boredom, there are a few on this side of the river on the remaining section of the bridge, in the eyes of everyone's worry and fear, pretending to act as if nothing happened, straight to the end. A few of the girls shrieked and didn't dare to look at it again, closing their eyes.
One of the boys, also deliberately leaned back, and then made a fall into the water and tried not to fall appearance, surprised everyone stood up. In fact, they were a big step away from the end.
8, poor Yaumatei in the fresh sunshine, born of a variety of minds. One of the biggest minds is to run a school, so that the children can study.
And in choosing a school site, from top to bottom, almost without exception, all eyes on this treasure surrounded by water. So people sent people to the beach to cut thatch grass on the one hand, and sent people to get Grandma Qin to move on the other.
However, when a dozen or so boats of thatched grass were happily moored by the river in Yaumatei, Grandma Qin refused to leave the land.9 Grandma Qin's little hut, at the northwest corner, cowered as if it had been squeezed here, and as if it were being squeezed, and if it couldn't hold out any longer, it would be squeezed into the river.10
This was the first time that the river had been squeezed into a river, and it was the only time that it had been squeezed.
This little straw house, the shortest straw house in Yau Ma Tei Elementary School, is shabby. It is simply a superfluous tumor, a blot, destroying the harmony of Yaumatei Elementary School and that good style.
10, Sancho, however, was offended by Grandma Qin from the start. That day, he inspected his campus, came to this ai land, saw that low hut, from the bottom of the heart feel awkward.
In addition, after listening to the teachers' fragmented words about Grandma Qin, he felt that it was unreasonable and unseemly for Yaumatei Elementary School to let an old woman, who had nothing to do with Yaumatei Elementary School, live on the campus. He looked at the hut, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was really out of place for the house to remain on the campus.
He walked through Ai Di to the hut. At that time, Great Grandma Qin was sitting in the sun at the door.
11, Sangsang put the letter into his arms. As Sang Sang walked out of the woods, he suddenly felt like an underground worker in a movie.
He had a sense of mystery, a sense of sanctity, plus a nervousness that made him tremble. He even probed his head and looked around a bit as he went on his way.
This was completely unnecessary, as there was no one around at all, and even if there was, who would pay attention to him?