According to Baidu, The Field of Life and Death is a novella written by Xiao Hong, a China writer. In the story "Field of Life and Death", the author describes the humble and helpless life and death of some women in the patriarchal world. 」
After reading it, I feel that the use and narration of words are not as good as the biography of Hulan River, and I have extracted some sentences:
1, the yellow leaves brought by late autumn drove away the butterflies in summer.
2. The light of the sun gradually fell from the sky, and the moist breath was swept away, and the fields were everywhere.
3. Is it a mountain? If it is a mountain, you are tall. Is this a river? If it is a river, you will grow.
In the countryside, people and animals are busy living and dying together. ......
She is like a pool of melting wax. Her temperament is not easy to resist and fight, her heart is always like sadness, and her heart is always like a weak white cotton.
6. In the warm season, the whole village is busy with production ... In winter, women get together easily like pine trees.
7. The world is so lonely! There are no birds flying in Xia Hong on the horizon, and no dogs barking on other people's fences.
8. Time is as long as spider silk. ......
9. She was angry and laughing, and her eyes were full of cheerful pancakes in various forms. The corners of the mouth are completely happy, but the upper lip is a little different. When she is really happy, her upper lip is shorter. When she is angry, her upper lip is particularly long, and the central part of her lip is very sharp, just like a bird's mouth.
10, the leaves of grass and vegetables are covered with gray frost, and the trees with yellow leaves on the mountain are waiting for the sun. The sun came out and disappeared in the morning glow. The flowers and plants in Yuan Ye exude the fragrance of autumn. ?
Like clouds, fog blinds wildflowers, rivers and thatched houses, blinds all sounds and blinds mountains far and near.
1 1. The smell of mugwort gradually weaves into some tired dreams. ......
12, it is dark and sweet outside the firewood fence, and the breeze dare not disturb this dark night; Cucumber climbed up the shelf! Corn has wide leaves, and there are no frogs and small insects.