1, his happy eyes closed tightly and turned into two black holes; She grinned as if she scared me.
Mother was wearing a red apron, mumbling, and tears kept flowing from his swollen eyes.
My mother's crying scares me. She has never been so weak. She has always been strict.
My mother is big, with hard bones and strong hands. She always dresses up like Li Lisuo.
5, but not now, the clothes are skewed and messy, in a mess; I used to comb my hair bare and stick it on my head like a big bright hat, but now it hangs over my bare shoulders.
6. My mother rolled on the ground, groaning in pain and gnashing her teeth.
7. Grandma is like a strange black ball, rolling around her mother.
8. The water surface is foggy, and occasionally black land appears in the distance, and immediately disappears into the dense fog.
9. Grandma always speaks softly and slowly to me. She speaks a little louder to her mother, but she is also very careful and seems a little timid.
10, this seems to be God's punishment for me, and he is asking me to comb these damn hair! I showed off my baby when I was a child, but now I curse it!
1 1. When she smiles, her black eyes are bright and an unspeakable pleasure is shining.
12, the most disappointing thing about her face is probably her big soft nose and red nose.
13, she led me to out of the dark, walked into the light, and brought beautiful light rings to things around me.
14, her selfless love guides me, so that I will not lose the courage to live in any difficult and difficult environment!
15, the Volga River flows quietly, the air is crisp in autumn, the sky is clear in Wan Li, and the autumn colors on both sides are very strong, which is the scene before the harvest.
16, grandma was radiant and walked around the deck, her eyes wide with excitement.
17, grandma lifted one foot and swung it around, pretending to be in pain, as if she were the kitchen god whose foot was stuck with noodles.
18, she is always silent, as if there is an impenetrable fog hanging over her, and her big gray eyes like grandma seem to look at the world coldly in a distant place forever.
19, grandpa jumped on me, picked me up and stared at my face as if it was the first time he saw me.
Looking at all this, I don't want to say a word. A kind of happiness and a kind of sweet melancholy filled my intoxicated heart.
2 1. Then, as soon as he waved his curly hair, it was as if he stretched his neck, narrowed his hazy eyes and gently plucked the strings, playing a tune that made every muscle want to move.
22. This song is like a rushing river. It comes from a distant mountain and rushes in through the cracks in the wall, impacting people, making people feel sad but not without excitement!
23. The fingers of the right hand tremble imperceptibly on the black strings, like a happy bird flapping its wings quickly.
24. Zokaka burns like a fire; Spread your arms, dance like an eagle, and you can't score clearly!
25. He suddenly let out a scream and squatted on the ground, flying around like a golden swallow before a rainstorm. His shirt is shaking, as if it were burning and shining brightly.
26. Happiness and sadness are always interdependent, and they are inextricably intertwined.
Although you don't know why others do and say this, you will gradually understand.
28. It's freezing outside, and the green moonlight shines on grandma's kind big nose and face through the ice flowers on the window glass. Her eyes are as bright as phosphorus fire.
29. In the silent night, smokeless fire, like red flowers, jumps and blooms!
30. After spring and summer, it is really a wonderful thing to wander on the earth! The grass is fluffy, the flowers are in full bloom, and they breathe the sweet and warm air freely!
3 1. Sometimes, my mother will close her blue eyes and sing. All the flowers and trees pricked up their ears and stopped inside. The earth is listening to her singing!
32, learn to be more precise, stupid but stupid, professional and smart! Sheep are stupid, but monkeys are smart!
33. Grandpa seems to suddenly grow bigger in the dark, with cat-like light in his eyes, intense and enthusiastic tone and much faster speech.
34. On dusty streets, pebbles are like swollen scars, and the bigger the swollen blisters nearby, the smaller they are.
35, you are the golden sun, sweep away the cancer on the earth, don't let anyone be bullied, and of course don't let me have bad luck for no reason.
Happy sunshine shines into the window from the garden, and pearl-like dew shines with colorful light on the branches.
37. If there is any other impression in my mind, it is cruel, dirty, ugly and beautiful.
38. The poor are not to be feared or threatened.
39. Silence fills the whole space, the gloomy heart cools down silently, and people become groggy. Only thoughts are floating.
40. Wandering thoughts wrapped in sad clothes, walking in the boundless sky, crossing mountains and mountains, crossing the sea and crossing the river ... I leaned on his warm body, looked up at the red sky through the black branches of the apple tree, and watched the cardinals fly in the air.
4 1. In retrospect, I thought I was a beehive. All kinds of knowledge and ideas have been absorbed by me as much as possible, and naturally there are some dirty things, but I think as long as knowledge is honey!
42. The light and shadow are no longer swaying, and the moonlight is clearly printed on the floor, which looks so bleak and peaceful.
43. In Sun Long and the moon, sadness is a festival and fire is a carnival; On the face with nothing, scars have become embellishments. ...
44. On countless snowy nights, the melancholy wind blows the chimney, crows crow and wolves howl in the middle of the night. With this music, my body and mind are growing.
45. In the timid spring, I walked carefully from the window. The cat began to sing, the icicles broke, the snow melted into water, the sound of ticking, and the bells of the carriage were more than in winter.
46. When the sun sets, the red river in the sky emits fire, and the green lawn with goose down satin is dyed with orange, red and yellow colors. Gradually, everything is dark, and everything seems to be expanding and expanding.
47. In the warm darkness, the leaves that have been full of sunshine hang down, the grass hangs down, and the fragrance is diffuse.
48. As night fell, things like mother's towel flooded into my mind, making me forget everything. ...
49. My grandmother talks as if she is singing with her heart. Every word is as gentle, bright and rich as a flower, and it is firmly imprinted in my memory at once.
She sniffed tobacco from a black snuff bottle inlaid with silver. Her clothes are all black, but through her eyes, an eternal, happy and warm light comes from his heart.