1, snowflakes flying in the sky, knocking his confused thoughts, the cold pavement stabbing his knees, more stabbing his bleeding heart, passing passers-by back and forth did not have a few people stopped, and occasionally there are three or two people will throw down a few dollars ...... time a minute by a minute.
He did not move, silently dripping tears, hit his frozen face, the snow stopped, is accompanied by crowing blood of the remnants of the sun and stopping the footsteps, the man grabbed with his hands before like the hospital stumbled and ran, because his heart suddenly pervaded a never-before-seen sense of loss.
2, I turned around and walked into the kitchen, you are squatting on your heels to choose vegetables. In a flash, I saw a few white spikes mixed in between your hair. Each strand of each strand of bleak white outlines the frost of your walk with me. I squatted down and took the vegetables in my hands. At once, the slightest chill rushed into my chest, like countless icy needles stabbing into an oozing wound.
3, the sound of the gun, the two girls like an arrow off the string, rushed forward. Their movements were coordinated and powerful, and they sped briskly on the ice, as if they were two flying swallows, flying close to the ground, chasing after each other, not giving way to each other. Finally, in the coaches and spectators enthusiastic cheering, the two almost at the same time like a whirlwind rushed across the finish line.
4, I turned my head, and then saw the scene of a moment, the heart is like a cup of warm milk flow through the general, warm and melting. Under the orange-red sunlight, my grandmother gently lifted the quilt that had slipped off my grandfather's body, as if she were holding a rare treasure, and carefully put it over my grandfather's body, which was getting thinner and thinner due to the pain and suffering of the disease, and tucked in the corner of the quilt extremely gently, with great care, as if my grandfather would melt like snow if he didn't pay attention to it.
5. There was an old woman by the crossroads, slightly hunched, fat body, struggling to hold an umbrella in the open road difficult to walk. Gusty winds and heavy rain poured down on her, and she bowed forward as hard as she could, grasping the umbrella, taking one step forward and half a step back, staggering forward. He cupped his glass and took a few drinks, turning away.
6, only to see a male student came up to the stage, without saying a word, spread out a roll of white paper, lifting up the brush dipped in ink, a little meditation, the dragon flying to draw up. As the brush continued to dye, the paper appeared a lifelike horse. With its head held high and its hooves puffed out, it showed an unstoppable and tremendous power.
7, let grandpa take that summer vacation, it seems that I am still very small, so small that it is difficult to understand grandpa's grief. At that time a how hot summer vacation ah, the air rattled with the rhythm of the hot air flow, the dog drooped his head and stretched out his tongue, a half a hundred old man holding a bushel fan shook hard, looking at the granddaughter gnawing on the watermelon with a big smile.
8, finally, a date fell, making a sound, followed by a few dates fell, green, without a little redness, after picking off ten or so dates.
Finally, Grandma stopped, put down her raised hand, holding the trunk again, climbed down from the stool step by step, dusted her body, and laboriously bent down to pick up the falling dates, perhaps her hand was raised for too long, and when Grandma stood up, she rubbed her shoulder, with a look of soreness on her face, and her heart was cold again.
9, saw the ice rink people, shuttle general skating to and fro, my heart stirred, but also rushed to change into ice skates, on the field to go. The first few steps, more or less deserted feeling, after a few turns, back to normal. I skated forward again, turned left and right, jerked to a stop, skated backwards ...... a kid about my age, like I did when I first entered the rink, he stumbled, a heel; wobbled, a butt squat.
10, grandmother took out a small blanket, perhaps shy, he handed me the blanket, said: "Here, go to the dead old man's hand cover, wait a moment to catch a cold and then have to start counting me down." Grandmother spoke, but his eyes never left the grandfather who was sleeping peacefully in the sun. I covered my mouth and snickered.
Expanded:
Action description is a way of portraying a person's personality. p>Action description is one of the most important methods of characterization. Every action of a character is governed by his or her thoughts and character, therefore, a specific and detailed description of a character's reaction in a certain situation - mainly action reaction - will inevitably show the character's inner activities, attitude and quality of thought.
Successful action description can explain the identity and status of the character, can reflect the process of the character's psychological activities, can show the character's personality traits, and sometimes can also promote the development of the plot.
The description of the action is to accurately and vividly show the dynamics of the character, while the portrait, expression and other descriptions are mainly depicting the character's static. If you can be flexible and comfortable with a variety of descriptive techniques used in a comprehensive manner, in order to move against the static, static show movement, the character image can really achieve "more and more lively, the more real" situation.
Specifically and meticulously depicting a character's reaction in a certain situation -- mainly action reaction, it will inevitably show the character's inner activities, attitudes, ideological qualities. Successful action description can explain the identity and status of the character, can reflect the process of the character's psychological activities, can show the character's personality traits, and sometimes can promote the development of the plot.
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