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/kloc-in the winter of 0/930, the sky in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River was gray, and it seemed to snow. The north wind whistled softly. Suddenly, Rinrin's bell rang in the primary school, and a janitor in a blue cotton robe raised the bronze bell in his hand and shook it. Twenty or thirty boys and girls in the classroom packed their schoolbags with a smile and ran to the hall to line up. Four male teachers and a female teacher stepped onto the platform and lined up. Female teacher, in her twenties, smiled and put her hand through her hair. She sat down on a stool in front of an organ on the right side of the podium, opened the lid of the organ, and smiled at her mouth. When the piano sounded, the students opened their throats and sang:
One day is easy, the sun goes down,
The school bell rang and I went home happily.
Goodbye, gentlemen. ...
After singing here, the students bowed to the stage together, and the five teachers on the stage also bowed and smiled in return.
Goodbye, little friend. ...
The students in the first four rows turn around and bow at the same time as the students in the back row. Some children even make faces, and little boys should stick out their tongues. He is in the front row, now facing the patio, making sure that the teacher on the stage can't see his naughty appearance. The children straightened up. The students in the back row began to walk out of the school gate. Everyone walks neatly and regularly. Out of the school gate, they spoke loudly: "Gu Zixiang, come and play football at eight tomorrow morning!" " "Very good." "Wang Wanfen, the bird you promised me will be brought tomorrow!" "ok!"
Wansheng, a male worker, saw Guan Yi at the school gate and shouted, "Guan Yi!" Smile and say hello to him, take the bag that Yiguan is carrying, and hold his hand with the other hand. Appropriate officer shrink open hand, don't let him pull, quickly ran ahead. Wansheng also stepped up to catch up.
They took a stone road, crossed a stone bridge, turned into a dirt road and arrived in the country. When he passed the willow by the pond, Wansheng went to hold Guan Yi's hand again, but Guan Yi still wouldn't let him. Wansheng said, "Young Master said that you must hold Guan Yi's hand when you get to the pond." Yi Guan smiled and said, "Dad is afraid that I will fall into the pond? Wansheng, go and catch me a bird and ask for two. "
Wansheng nodded and said, "OK, but not now. The new year is about to pass, and old birds will hatch young birds in spring. "
"Birds also celebrate the New Year? Do they worship Buddha and Bodhisattva in the New Year? "
"Birds don't celebrate the New Year. They sang to the Bodhisattva. The weather is warm in spring, and the birds will not freeze to death when they hatch. "
(2)
They walked home. Wansheng gave it to the young lady, saying it was a good job. Guan Yi shouted "Mom!" He went back to his room and thought about his eight white porcelain goslings.
"Cloud, cloud! Take the white geese out and line up! "
Yue Yun, the little girl who received him, promised, "Oh!" Open the drawer, carefully take out the porcelain geese one by one and put them on the table. Her yellow face was covered with a gloomy look. As soon as her little finger touched the body of the porcelain goose, she immediately shrank away, as if afraid of hurting the goose.
Yi Guan arranged porcelain geese in two rows, four in each row, facing each other. He sang: "Goodbye, little friend ... Hahahaha!" Pick up a gosling on the right and examine its head and neck carefully. There is a crack in the long head and neck, "Hey!" With a little effort of the left hand, the goose neck broke with a click, and with a bang, the goose head fell on the table. "Moon cloud, moon cloud!" Crying trembling, sad and angry. The little face turns red slowly, and the red extends to the ear, holding the headless porcelain goose's right hand and shaking gently.
"Not me, not me!"
Guan Yun's face turned a little discolored with fear, and his right hand involuntarily stood in front of his face, as if afraid that Yi Guan would hit her. She is the same age as Guan Yi, but she is almost a head shorter, and her hair is yellow and messy. If Guan Yi wants to fight, she can't run away. Her legs are shaking gently.
Yi Guan suddenly felt indescribable sadness. He didn't particularly like these porcelain geese. He just felt that one of the eight geese suddenly broke his head, and his completely happy life suddenly encountered defects. This defect was not caused by himself, but was suddenly hit by an external force that did not know where it came from, destroying a favorite thing. Unable to cope with such a blow, he looked at the left row of four goslings, while the right row had only three goslings, and there was a beheaded gosling lying next to it. He suddenly fell to the ground and burst into tears.
Yue Yun didn't know what to do. If Guan Yi reached out and hit her on the head, she just silently endured it, afraid to cry, because she accidentally broke the goose head. At that time, she immediately went to find her big sister Ruiying. Ruiying was married by a wealthy family (Yi Guan's mother). She has served this young lady since she was a child. When the young lady got married, her parents gave her to her in-laws as a gift. My son-in-law is in charge of the bank in the town and is often away from home. My young lady is weak and lazy, so Ruiying helps her keep house and take care of the baby (called Miss Young Master in other places). In Jiangnan, if grandparents are in the hall, the second generation is called young master, rich family and young lady; The third generation is an official, managing cooks, long-term workers and maids. Ruiying has a kind heart. Seeing the moon cloud shaking with fear, she told her not to be afraid. She has an idea. She cooked the glutinous rice of Zongzi into paste, made it into Zongzi glue, and stuck it on the broken goose neck.
Ruiying heard Yi Guan's cry and rushed to comfort him. She sang children's songs: "One official is a good official, but the goose seller is dishonest ..." Yi Guan asked: "Sister Ruiying, why is the goose seller dishonest?"
Ruiying lied: "The goose seller who sold us these eight geese in the street yesterday was a prick. One of the eight geese has a broken head and neck. He lied to us and used Zongjiao stickers to pretend that all eight geese were fine. " She sang again: "It is proper to be an official and be a good official, but a goose seller is dishonest ..." Jiangnan people are generally polite and don't swear. They call porcelain goose vendors goose vendors. The goose's head and neck are so easily broken, it may really be cracked, but Ruiying only said that he was "dishonest" and gently scolded him. There was a smile on Yue Yun's little face, which made him greatly relieved.
Yi Guan's heart was relieved and he found the cause of the disaster, which was no longer a puzzling and sudden blow. He was relieved to know that it was the "dishonesty" of strangers, not the relatives around him who lied to him and bullied him. Take a novel that I didn't finish reading yesterday and put it by the bed. This is a novel written by Mr. Ba Jin. His brother bought it from Shanghai. I don't know whether it is spring, autumn or autumn spring. It is said that a foreign boy and a circus have been separated for a long time, and they are not allowed to play together again. Yi Guan saw it, and felt a heavy sadness in his heart, with a sweet sadness, a bit like a pot of daffodils with rain stones on the table, with a sweet fragrance, a little lonely and sad. Narcissus hasn't withered yet, but it will soon wither.
Ruiying saw tears on Guan Yi's face, thinking that he was still sad about the broken neck of the porcelain goose, patted him on the back and whispered, "Guan Yi should be a good official ..."
(3)
Yue Yun moved a copper stove near Guan Yi to keep him warm. Yi Guan vaguely looked at Yue Yun's yellow face and remembered the words of his mother when Yue Yungang came: "People are right, and there is nothing to eat, but they are out of shape, yellow and thin, almost ten years old, and so short ..." Yue Yun's mother said: "Little housewife, we suffer from others, and we have food to eat. There is not enough food in the pot, so her father and brother always eat first. When a person is full, he has the strength to live in the fields. I ... I eat too little to produce milk, and the baby will starve to death if it doesn't produce milk, so ... so Xueyun often doesn't have enough to eat. : When the weather is hot, if you don't cut the rice, there will be no rice in the rice jar, and Xueyun won't eat for a day ... Guan Yi's mother sighed and said, "It's really a sin ..." Guan Yi squinted at Xueyun and said, "Xueyun refused to eat and was naughty. Yiguan sometimes doesn't eat when he is unhappy and expresses his dissatisfaction. The longest time was because the butterfly embroidered on the slippers made by his mother was not good-looking, and the butterfly wings were embroidered with only one sideline. Unlike my second uncle's static sister's slippers, the butterfly wings are embroidered with different colors, which looks much better. Later, my mother's sister Yang Jing embroidered the uppers of two field butterflies, and Yi Guan smiled happily. When he refuses to eat, his mother and Ruiying often call him "naughty". He thought Xueyun didn't eat and made the little boy make trouble like him.
Xueyun is the original name. When her father took her home for the first time, her parents said, "Xueyun's name sounds like that. It's Grandpa Yue's son. If you don't offend her, it's better to change to Yue Yun. " Her father immediately smiled and said, "Good, good, young master has become good. We country people are not sensible. " In that small town, the word "Xue" and "Yue" are almost the same. Grandpa Yue Feiyue died in Hangzhou, not far from the town. Grandpa Yue is respected and worshipped by local people. Since then, Xueyun has been changed to Yue Yun.
In Jiangnan area, before liberation, poor farmers often sold or mortgaged their daughters to landlords or rich families as maids. Little girls are usually eleven or twelve years old, so it is easy to do some housework. There are also eight or nine years old. Selling is selling, and it is more than one hundred and twenty pieces of silver, depending on the age of the sister-in-law, whether she is born or not, whether she is smart or not, and whether her hands and feet are flexible or not; The bet is eighty or ninety dollars or sixty or seventy dollars of silver. Usually parents get it back ten years later, but the gambling money is to be paid back. It is equivalent to borrowing a sum of money from the host family without paying interest. The little girl is a collateral, working in the host family, and the host family provides food and clothing for free. Although it is a mortgage, poor farmers usually have no money to redeem it when it expires. No matter whether it is sold or pledged, when a little girl reaches the age of eighteen or twenty, the host family will often decide to marry her to the town or other tenants or long-term workers, and accept as much as she can. If it is bought, almost like a slave, the owner of the little girl is not responsible for injury and death. The girl in charge has a slightly better position. Although the host family often beats and scolds her and sometimes makes her starve, she has something to discuss with her parents. If she is unfortunately ill and dies, it will often lead to major disputes, and the host family will inevitably have to pay a sum of money.
Yue Yun is a chess piece, and her parents love her and don't want to sell it. Guan Yi's mother said that she was yellow, thin and ugly, and it was not worth buying.
(4)
Yi Guan in his sleep seems to be the foreign child in the book, holding the hand of the circus girl, and they are running happily by the lake. The little girl is like a moon cloud, and she smiles beautifully. He seldom hears Yue Yun laugh, and even when he laughs, his voice has never been so soft and pleasant. They saw many white geese in the lake and white feathers floating on the green lake. These white geese slowly lined up in two rows, facing each other across the willows, stretching their heads and necks as if they were saluting. A level grimaced and sang, "Goodbye, gentlemen! See you again, little friend ... "He suddenly smelled a sweet smell, which was the smell of baked sugar rice cakes. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yue Yun holding a plate and handed it to him. He smiled and said, "Guan Yi, have a sugar rice cake."
The China New Year is coming, and the Guan Yi family has cooked a lot of sugar and rice cakes. Sugar rice cake is mixed with white sugar and honey, and osmanthus is added. There are roses, red and green melon seeds and walnuts on the cake surface. Yue Yun uncovered the furnace cover, covered it with copper wire mesh, and cut the sugar rice cake into strips for baking. When the rice cake is hot, the bubbles in the cake swell up like small flowers in bud.
I took the chopsticks, ate one, raised another, and said to Yue Yun, "Yue Yun, reach out!" "Yueyun stretched out his right hand and took a bamboo ruler in his left hand and handed it to Yiguan, with tears in his eyes. Yi Guan said, "I won't hit you! ""Put a hot baked sugar rice cake in Yue Yun's outstretched right hand. Yue Yun got a fright and let out a cry. Yi Guan said, "Eat slowly while it's hot!" Yue Yun looked at Guan Yi timidly. When she saw his encouraging eyes, she put the rice cake to her mouth in disbelief, and a rice cake filled her mouth. She chewed slowly and secretly looked at the door behind her for fear of being seen. Yi Guan said, "Is it delicious? There is food. " Yue Yun swallowed the rice cake hard, and his face was full of happiness and satisfaction. She has never eaten sugar rice cakes, even a few pieces of sugar in her life. The baked sugar rice cake that was given to officials before smelled sweet. I only swallowed secretly, but I didn't dare to hear or see them.
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A few days later, the whole sister-in-law came to visit her daughter with her little son, who was a few months old. Ruiying kept her for dinner and wrapped two pieces of meat for her to take back to her husband and son. Yue Yun hugged her little brother and watched her mother go out to the well. Yue Yun loathe to give up her mother, pulling her plump sister-in-law's skirt, and suddenly began to cry. Yiguan followed them, holding a drum for the children to play with. He heard the whole sister-in-law ask her daughter, "Be good, don't cry. Are you all right here?" Moon cloud nodded. The whole sister-in-law asked again, "Did the young master and the young mistress scold you?" Yue Yun shook his head and sobbed, "Mom, I want to go home with you." The whole sister-in-law said, "Don't cry, dear, you have given it to someone else. Dad took the young master's money and bought food for everyone, so he wouldn't pay any more. You can't go home. " Yue Yun nodded slowly, still sobbing and said, "Mom, I want to go home with you. There is no rice at home, so I will not eat it in the future. " I sleep at my parents' feet. "The whole sister-in-law hugged her daughter and gently stroked her hair lovingly, saying," Don't cry, dear, I'll call my father to see you tomorrow. " YueYun nodded, still holding her mother. The whole sister-in-law asked again, "Dear Bao, should an official hit you and scold you?" Yue Yun shook his head hard and said loudly, "I should get an official's sugar rice cake!" " ! ""there is some pride in the tone.
Yi Guan is puzzled: "What's the big deal about eating sugar rice cakes? I eat it every day. " As he ran, he shook his drum and said, "Yue Yun, this is for my brother."
Yue Yun took it and gave it to her brother. She reluctantly watched her mother holding her brother and finally walked away slowly. After a few steps, the whole sister-in-law looked back at her daughter.
Later, Guan Yi grew up and read more novels by Mr. Ba Jin. He didn't fall in love with the maid Ming-feng like Chueh-hui at home, because he thought Yue Yun was ugly or not, but he understood the teachings in Mr. Ba Jin's book, and he should treat people equally and be gentle and kind. He will never hit the moon cloud, scold the moon cloud, and sometimes tell her stories in novels. His storytelling skills are so good that all his classmates like him. Yue Yun doesn't appreciate it at all and usually doesn't believe it. "Monkeys can only climb trees, how can they fly to the sky and do somersaults? Monkeys can't talk or hit people with sticks. " "The pig is too stupid to even take a rake. Nail rakes are used to rake the ground, not to hit people. " Yi Guan thought, "You are so stupid." Since then, I have lost interest in telling her stories.
Yi Guan went to middle school. Japanese soldiers occupied this small town in the south of the Yangtze River, and the long-term workers and maids were scattered, and the whole family fled to the Qiantang River. My mother got sick when she fled and died without medicine. So are Yi Guan's two dear brothers. Yi Guan went to college and won the Anti-Japanese War. Yi Guan was sent to work in Hong Kong. Yue Yun didn't follow the young master and wealthy family across the river. Yi Guan never heard from her again. I don't know what happened to her. Many people died in troubled times, and many people disappeared. When Yi Guan wrote to his family, he never asked about Yue Yun, and no one mentioned this little girl in the letters of his brothers and sisters at home.
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Shandong troops entered Guan Yi's hometown, and Guan Yi's father was sentenced to be a landlord, bullying farmers and being executed. Yi Guan cried in Hong Kong for three days and nights, and was sad for half a year, but he didn't hate the army that killed his father. Because thousands of landlords were executed in China, it was a great upheaval. In Yi Guan's heart, he often thinks of the night when Quan Sao and Yue Yun were separated by the well. For thousands of years, landlords in China have been forcing poor families to separate from each other. Qian Qian Wan Yue Yun was grateful for accidentally eating a piece of sugar rice cake. She often doesn't have enough to eat, and when she is hungry, she looks pale and emaciated. She is always afraid at the landlord's house. At that time, she was only ten years old. She said that she would rather not eat it. Appropriate officials often cry when they think about it. This life must be changed. His father's fields were handed down from his ancestors. His parents have never done anything bad themselves, nor have they bullied others. However, they unconsciously do things according to the system and methods handed down by their ancestors, live comfortably by themselves, and endure the hunger and cold of others, indifferent.
One official's surname is Cha. "One Pass" is a family nickname, which was taken by his grandfather. His full name is Sun Yi, because he ranks second and has a brother on it. The scientific name of Analysys is, and "good" is ranking. The brothers of his generation all have the word "Liang" in their names. Later, when he was writing a novel, he took the word "Yong" apart and wrote it under the pseudonym "Jin Yong".
Jin Yong's novels are not well written. However, he always felt that he should not bully the weak and make people unable to resist and endure great pain, so he wrote martial arts novels. Later, when he was writing and rereading his works, he often cried for the misfortune of the characters in the book. He wrote that Yang Guo couldn't wait for the little dragon girl and cried when the sun went down; He wrote that Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhao cried when they were forced to break up; Writing that Xiao Feng killed his beloved Aru because of misunderstanding, I cried even more sadly; He wrote that when Zhong Asi, a poor family in Foshan Town, was killed by the bully Feng Tiannan, his blood boiled, he struck the table with great anger and hurt his palm. He knows these are all false, but there are many sadder true stories in the world, many others and many themselves.
I wonder how the landlord understands this beautiful, wonderful and excellent narrative.
But my understanding is that
1. has a certain style of writing. Be able to use various rhetorical devices and descriptive methods well.
2. State clearly. The beginning, process and result are clear and orderly.
I didn't recommend the model essay to the landlord. I don't think the model essay can be finished. And the model essay I recommend may not be suitable for the landlord's taste.
What I recommend is an anthology of mini-novels (the original texts of many reading comprehension questions used in exams come from here)
There is also a collection of works of Bing Xin Literature Award (many winners are famous artists, such as Ji Xianlin).
In the words of a friend, I feel comfortable when I read too many books.