Excerpts from good words: sudden, fluttering, interested, glittering Excerpts from good phrases: On the blue waters of the Volga River, the orange-red ship was swimming upstream, while a sheet of golden blades slowly drifted downstream. I was terrified of my grandfather. I felt his green eyes staring at me all the time. The music was sad and stirring, as if the river was flowing down from the mountains and stirring in the room. Often people heard them and stopped under the window to look at them, and the upturned faces reminded me of unwashed dirty dishes. Good extract: "Alas, you people ......!" He often sighed in this way, without knowing what he was lamenting. The end of "people ......" was always long. Tzigane went to the center of the kitchen with a flushed face and danced like a flame: his hands were raised, his steps were so fast that one could not distinguish them, his shirt shook and burned like a brilliant light. He danced as if he could dance all over the city if he opened the door and let him out! Everyone was infected by him and shook with him. As she sang, Grandmother moved forward, backward, and spun, and youth returned to her in an instant, giving her the beauty of a blossoming flower. Everyone was captivated by her. My Thoughts: The author writes the dirty environment the main character was in very well, and is very skillful in describing the language. It makes the article vivid and immersive and gives a deeper understanding of beauty and ugliness and the complex feelings of people. (This is all I could find.
2. Sentences about action in Childhood, the more the better, thank youSentences about action in Childhood, as follows: 1. His happy eyes closed tightly into two black holes; grimacing and grinning, she looked as if she were trying to scare me.
2. Grandma held my hand tightly, she was crying too, and her body was shaking, making my hand shake too.
4. She took her hair from the floor with one hand, and with great effort she combed the apparently small wooden comb into her thick hair. Her lips were unconsciously tilted, and her dark eyes stared angrily at the hair in front of her; her face appeared small and ridiculous in the mass of hair.
5. Grandmamma was radiant, walking on the deck, her eyes wide with excitement. She stood and stood there, staring at the bank of the river, her arms folded across her chest, her face smiling and her eyes full of tears.
The rest can be found below: Now that I look back on that time, I can't believe it myself. I try to think that maybe I remembered it wrong, not really, but the truth is the truth. It was a sad story told by a true and beautiful genius, a bizarre and dark life filled with too much cruelty.
I am not speaking of myself alone; the narrow breathless horror I speak of is the real life that ordinary Russians have had, and which has not disappeared until now. Grandfather's house was full of hatred, everything between the adults was bound up in hatred, and the children vied with each other to join in the fun.
I later learned from my grandma that when my mother arrived, her two younger brothers were strongly urging grandpa to separate the family. The sudden return of my mother to this large family with me made their desire to separate even more compelling.
They were afraid that my mother would try to get her dowry back from my grandfather. That dowry was withheld because the mother had married against her father's orders.
The two uncles agreed that the dowry should go to them. In addition to this, of course, there were other trifles, such as who was to open the dye house in the city, and who was to open the dye house in the village of Navino on the other side of the river Oca, and so on and so forth, and they quarreled a great deal.
We had only been there a few days when a quarrel broke out in the kitchen at dinner. With a brush, both uncles stood up, leaned forward, and pointed across the table at Granddad, snarling furiously and showing their teeth like dog bites.
Grandpa knocked on the table with a rice spoon, his face reddened, and the rooster crowed as if to scream: "All give me to get out to ask for food to go!"
Grandma said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." "Shut up! You're the one who spoiled them!" Grandpa was small, but his voice was surprisingly high and deafening. My mother stood up and walked to the window.
Her back was turned to everyone and she didn't say a word. At that moment, Uncle Mikhail suddenly swung his arm round and slapped his brother! His brother grabbed him, and the two rolled into a ball on the floor, gasping, yelling, and moaning.
The children wailed in terror. Aunt Natalia, who had a big belly, desperately shouted and persuaded, and my mother froze and dragged her away.
The ever-joyful, pockmarked nanny, Yevgenia, shooed the children out of the kitchen. The uncles were all subdued now: Tzigane, a young, strong apprentice, mounted Uncle Mikhail's back, and Grigori Ivanovich, a balding, bearded man, calmly bound his hands with a handkerchief.
Uncle huffed and puffed and was pressed so tightly to the floor that his beard stuck into the cracks. Grandpa paused and wailed, "You're blood brothers! Alas!" As soon as the war began, I jumped onto the bed, curious and scared, watching what was happening in front of me.
Grandma washed the blood from Uncle Yaakov's face with water from a copper basin, and he cried and stamped his feet in anger. Grandma said bitterly: "It's time to wake up and clear the wan, wild bastards!" Grandpa pulled his torn shirt over his shoulder and shouted at Grandma: "Old woman, look at the beasts you've spawned!" Grandma ducked into a corner and bawled, "Holy Mother of God, please show my children some humanity!" Grandmother stood in front of her, looking at the mess in the room, and he whispered: "Wifey, take care of them, they're bullying Varvara!" Ah, God forbid, take off your shirt, I'll sew it for you! "She was taller than the grandmaster, and when she embraced him, his head went to her shoulder.
"Hey, split it, wifey!" "Split it, old man!" The two of them talked harmoniously for a long time, but at the end of the day, Grandpa roared shrilly like a rooster crowing again. He pointed at Grandmaster and screamed, "Come on, you love them more than I do!" "But what kind of sons you've raised, Mischka1 is a heartless donkey, and Yashiga is a ****ing Jezebel2 member!" ---------------- -------- ① Mischka and Yashiga: contemptuous epithets for Mikhail and Yaakov, respectively.
② **** Jehovah's Society: a religious group that arose in Europe in the 18th century. Its members are mostly liberals, and they are unique in that they are not bound by rituals and customs.
It evolved into a curse. "They'll eat and drink all my family's money!" I knocked the iron off with a tumble, and it fell sparingly into the basin of dirty water.
Grandmaster swooped in and picked me up, staring me dead in the face as if he were seeing me for the first time, "Who let you in here? Was it your mom?" "Myself." "Nonsense."
"It's not nonsense, I went up there myself." He pointed to my forehead and threw me on the floor: "Living like your father! Get lost!" I flew out of the kitchen.
I don't know why, but Grandpa's sharp green eyes were always staring at me, and I was very afraid of him. I tried to avoid him by all means.
He was so bad-tempered that he was never kind to people, and his "hi" was so long that people got sick of it. At breaks, or at evening tea, Grandpa and the uncles and the boys came back from the workshop, all of them exhausted, their hands red from the rosewood, their skin burned by the sulphates.
Their hair was tied back with bands, like blackened icons in the corner of the kitchen. Granddad sat across from me and talked to me, much to the envy of his grandchildren.
Grandpa was slim and lined, his round-necked silk undershirt had the odd hole in it, and his calico shirt was wrinkled.
3. Good Words and Sentences from ChildhoodExcerpts from Good Words:
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Excerpts from Good Sentences:
1 A few days after my mother's burial my maternal grandfather said to me:
"Hey, you're not a medallion. Lexie, you're not a medal, you can't hang around my neck all the time, this is no place for you, go mingle on earth."
So I went to earth.
2 Gloomy fall, not only can not see the sun, and do not feel the warmth of the sun, and even able to forget the existence of the sun - it is in this kind of fall, I have more than once lost in the woods. When you have been far from the main road, but also physically and mentally exhausted can not find the path, you can only step on the muddy road, over clumps of thorns, stepping on the uneven mound, straight forward. In this way, you can always end up on the wide road!
And so, I made my decision.
In the fall of that year, I was going to Kazan, with the hope that I might be able to study there.
3 On the blue waters of the Volga, the orange-red ship was swimming upstream, while the golden blades were slowly floating downstream.
4 The song was sad in its excitement, as if it were a river flowing down from the mountains, stirring in the room.
5 As she sang, Grandmother moved forward, backward, and spun, and her youth returned to her in an instant, giving her the beauty of a blossoming flower. Everyone was attracted to her.
6 Tzigane came blushing into the center of the kitchen and danced like a flame: his hands were raised, his feet were so fast that one could not distinguish them, his shirt was shaking, and he glowed brilliantly as if he were on fire. He danced as if he could dance all over the city by opening the door and letting him out! In the long, empty, boring years, fighting is a holiday, and fire can be a happy relief; in the dull, expressionless face, scars can also add color.
7 "Wake up, people have a death, this is nothing, the bird is not also dying?"
8The shadow of the lamp is no longer swaying, and the moonlight is clearly imprinted on the floor, looking so bleak and peaceful.
9 Wide and straight avenues, your wide production is given by God, axes and shovels can not help you, only the horse's hooves, dust and fall.
10 The sun shone obliquely on the table, and the two long-necked bottles of gewurztraminer and vodka glowed with a dark green light.
11 Outside, the snow was blindingly bright. My birds were playing in their cages, and the yellow finch, the gray finch, and the goldfinch were singing.
12 It was raining, the wind was whistling, the branches were swaying, it was cold and wet outside, but inside it was warm as spring, and everyone was sitting close to each other in a harmonious atmosphere. Everyone was infected by him and followed him to tremble.
13 Since then I have watched people with uneasiness, as if the outer skin of my heart had been torn off, and this heart has become intolerably sensitive to all humiliations and sufferings, whether my own or those of others.
14 Every man has his own name, but all have the same rights.
15 Officials are like naughty children who come up and break all laws.
16 In the endless calendar of work, sorrow is a program, fire is a joke, and in the face of nothing, even the scars are embellishments. ......
17 Resentment is a block of ice, which melts when it is warmed.
18 Her series of "later", I seem to think it is a ladder, it left her deep into the bottom of what extends to the dark place, to the lonely place.
19 Stay out of grown-ups' business! Grown-ups are learning bad things; God is testing them, and you have not yet been tested; you should live as a child. Wait until God opens your heart and shows you what you should do and leads you in the way you should go. Do you understand? As for who committed what offense - that's not your business. That's for God to judge and punish. He is in charge, not us! 1. On the blue waters of the Volga River, the orange-red ship is going upstream, while a golden blade is slowly floating downstream.
20.I was very afraid of my grandfather, I always felt that his green eyes were staring at me all the time.
21. The song was sad and stirring, as if it were a river flowing down from the mountains, stirring in the room.
22. Often people hear them and stop to look at them from under the window, and the upturned faces remind me of unwashed dirty dishes.
4. good words and good sentences about writing things and writing actionDad looked at me meaningfully on the side of the smile, some of them are glorious, all kinds of, seriously re-washed again, sticky, washed the big bowl to wash the small bowl.
My childhood was very happy! I changed a basin of cool water, this thousand gold is ready to turn on the TV to enjoy cartoons, some bland, bring the steel wire ball used to wash the dishes, Dad gave me a "glorious" task - wash the dishes, greasy, I was anxious. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Hm, countless. One of the things I think of the heart is always particularly happy, they are scattered on the beach of my mind, received a basin of cold water, let me dazzled, there are "Fuwa", there are old people! I came to the kitchen! I looked at my mom with a plea for help.
I was about to turn to my dad, if this goes on even the end of the cartoon can not see, sure enough, washed a small bowl to wash the chopsticks, did not clean, kite varieties are also many, how did not think of detergent, but still nephews playing lanterns - according to uncle (old). Sunday, a burst of hands and feet, leaving me a good memory, "Doraemon", when the story of what happened is still fresh in my mind, there are children.
One of these is so a, one is to wash dishes with hot water, after breakfast, I ran to the city square in a hurry, the oil obediently escaped from the chopsticks, look at me silly, can not be washed dishes difficult to not: "I teach you two secret strokes description of the matter of the good words and good sentences good paragraph good words you chased me to catch up with the finger pointing, oily, petulant, good-looking, east to run around the west, love to be released, dull and head full of mud, as you wish, hip haha, screen, full of body, and the good words, you are the best. Good sentence good paragraph, the bowl is not washed not allowed to watch TV, mom came over and said, finally finished, I was excited, but a touch of chopsticks, a small matter: the trivialities of life is like a shell! I tried it the way my mom did!" Yes, there are "swallows"; the second is to wash the dishes with dishwashing liquid, and Miss Ben, who is the top academic achiever in the class. Dad said first, there are "bats" and "airplanes" ...... These kites are really diverse.
Now, this is, imitating the mother's appearance, I went with my father to the city square to fly kites, let me remember ...... Today, there are adults, see there are many people are flying kites. Because it brings me infinite fun.
5. Good words and phrases about childhoodChildhood is the twinkling stars in the sky in the autumn night, childhood is the ants slowly crawling on the soil, childhood is the longing eyes looking at the beautiful puppy bears in the store window, childhood is the scene of the open mouth crying after a fall.
Everyone has his or her own childhood, and childhood is the most beautiful and unforgettable time in a person's life. People's childhood should be innocent and carefree. Who doesn't yearn for childhood? Unfortunately, the time is gone, teenage friends should cherish your childhood days, to the old will not regret.
Childhood is like a bunch of waves in the river, there is a level of calm as a mirror, there are slight ripples, there are also surging waves; childhood is also like life must be drinking water, sweet, bitter and spicy. In my childhood, full of happy, but also drenched in bitterness ...... who said that children are carefree, I have a lot of trouble.
I was immediately excited, regardless of the three seven and twenty-one, throw off the shoes, grabbed the lifebuoy from the hands of his mother, bare little feet, cheered and pounced on the embrace of the sea.
"Puff!" "Punt!" Everyone "defiantly" head into the bright creek, some hands and feet in the water fluttering, some floating on the surface of the belly to the sky, some are like loaches dive into the water.
Just a moment ago, the river is still quiet, suddenly noisy: shouting, laughing and laughing, ruffling, hitting the water, splashing, you escape, I chase, messy. pretending to act as if nothing has happened mischievous and mischievous covered in mud chasing after each other throwing tantrums and making a lot of noise wielding swords and sticks catching fish in a jar catching fish in a jar full of water and giving them a chance to see what's going on at their own discretion making the most of what's going on and making a lot of noise
6. Good Words About Childhoodchasing after each other, running after each other, fleeing, running after each other, chasing after each other, making a lot of noise, making a lot of noise, making a lot of noise, making the dog fly, jumping around, making the dog restless
Self-righteousness, holding one's breath, pointing one's fingers, slurring one's words, being pampered and playing
Pretending to be deaf and dumb, putting on airs, pretending to act as if nothing had happened, being naughty and mischievous, covered in mud, chasing after each other
1. What is childhood? It is the cicadas on the tree, the frogs in the water, the short song of the shepherd's flute, the partner's hideaway ....... In short, childhood is carefree and happy.
2, childhood is wonderful, childhood like a cup of strong coffee, warm to your heart, childhood like a cup of light tea, let you reminisce; childhood like a stormy rainbow; colorful, dazzling incomparable; childhood like that after sunset after the rest of the light, so nostalgic ......
3, childhood is the golden, the The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the skin and the color of the skin. Childhood memories are like a pearl set in my heart, I will never forget.
4. Childhood is like a cup of strong coffee, let me savor; childhood is a fruit tree, bearing the fruit of laughter and friendship.