My little niece-Ji Zihui. She is three years old and looks fat in vain. The faint eyebrows are often locked, like a little doctor who loves to think; A pair of big round eyes look around from time to time, like a observant little detective. Once she put white paper under her nose and put on grandpa's presbyopia. Oh, like a clown! She bent down and beat her chest, came up to me and said, "Aunt, do you think I look like the wise old man in the story book?" Seeing her like this, I couldn't help laughing. Keiko looked at me and herself and asked doubtfully, "What's the matter? Do I look like it? " She stamped her foot when she saw that I was still smiling without answering. I stopped laughing and said, "Yes, yes!" Hearing this, my little niece left with satisfaction.
Do you know the "little fatty" in our class? If you don't know, just listen to me. But after listening to my words, you must promote the celebrity "Little Fatty" for me. Wang Yuqing is the star of our class-"Little Fatty". She is chubby, with a pair of black eyes embedded in her round face, a low nose and a small cherry mouth that always hurts people. Wang Yuqing's thick coat can be used as someone else's coat. But what scares me most is her charming eyes. Once I called her "Little Fatty" by mistake, and her "charming" eyes immediately brought me the smell of "killing". Oh, my God, I know Xiao Pang ... No, no ... Wang Yuqing lost his temper. While "hunting", she shouted "Tian Hui, I will never hit you!" Oh, I won't talk to you again. It is important to run for your life. Slip!
Mr. Du looks more than 30 years old, with a pair of black wide-brimmed glasses on his serious rectangular face, and two small eyes shining behind them. Two corners of the mouth are always closed, and they don't like to talk at ordinary times. As far as I can remember, he seems to be wearing only a semi-old blue dress, and his sleeves are always pulled. Whenever class is over, he puts the book under his arm, puts the remaining half piece of chalk in his pocket, lowers his head, and slowly walks to his office step by step like a footprint. However, in class, he seems to be a different person. He talks a lot in class and reads the text loudly. Sometimes he is red in the face with excitement. He goes to the platform and waves his arms ... The students' attention is attracted by him. They look at him with wide eyes.
The old man wore a broken straw hat on his head, and his hair exposed outside the brim was gray. There is a coat that is neither gray nor yellow on the shoulder. The whole back, dark and shiny, seems to be coated with oil. The following trouser legs rolled over the knees, and the furry calves were covered with countless large and small tendons and bumps, which were connected in series by towering blood vessels. I have no shoes on my feet. I'm afraid the old skin on my feet is a finger thick ... I have a tobacco pouch hanging on my ass and swinging like a pendulum.
At this time, everything was silent, only the silence and darkness of the warm night surrounded them. do
The mockingbird, whose nest is among the flowers of wild roses and honeysuckle, occasionally wakes up from a small dream and sings.
A shy and beautiful tone. Then, as if after careful consideration, it was over again.
The whole earth was silent.
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At night, the blue sky is sparsely dotted with gem-like stars and the horizon.
Fire flashes from time to time, like ghost eyes, and the air is filled with mud, fog and rice grains.
New breath. The dreamy sense of security on a summer night makes all living things seem to want Russia.
When people sleep, although there are Jin Lingzi and other grasshoppers, their voices are so weak.
Weak, far away, like talking in a dream!
8 days near dusk, the sun slowly got into the thin clouds and turned red.
Sphere. In the western sky, there is a kind of pink that is redder and more delicate than the face of a fat doll.
The sun is the reddest around, so charming. Red is spreading everywhere, half of it.
The sky gradually fades from one layer to another until it turns gray. Floating in the air
Soft, transparent, clear and moist air is floating.
Her little hands were almost frozen. Ah, even a small game will be good for her! Dare she take one out of a match and burn it on the wall to warm her hands? She drew a match. Hey! It's burning! It's burning! She put her little hand on the flame. What a warm and bright flame, like a small candle. This is a strange fire! The girl felt as if she were sitting in front of a big stove with shiny copper feet and hands. How comfortable she felt when the fire in the stove burned brightly and warmly! But-what? She just sticks out her feet to keep warm. The match went out and the stove was gone. She just sat there with a burnt match. She wiped another one. The match lit and gave off light. When the light falls on the wall, it becomes as transparent as gauze. From there, she could see the room all the way: the table was covered with a white tablecloth, with exquisite plates and bowls, and the roast goose with apples and raisins was steaming. Even better, the goose jumped off the plate, waddled on the floor with a knife and fork on her back, and walked all the way to the poor little girl. At this time, the match went out again, and there was nothing in front of her except a thick and cold wall. "
(Comments) 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5 vividly describe people's demeanor, movements, and appearance, while 6, 7, and 8 describe the scenery in detail, with beautiful language and gorgeous rhetoric. Finally, the ninth writer evaluates the subtle changes in people's psychology and speculates the development of things through the psychological activities of the characters and protagonists.