He always said, "You go first."
Once, a man and a woman traveled by boat and the boat ran aground.
The man put a fruit knife in his pocket before leaving the ship.
He found his girlfriend in the struggle.
My girlfriend is floating helplessly with a lifebuoy. Love is a feeling!
There is no real definition' it is the most abstract thing in the world', you can only feel it with your heart.
What you can get is not love, but possession
It is not love that receives sympathy, but pity.
If you really want to know what love is, find someone to love.
Only by personal experience can we know its beauty.
What you say is not love. You didn't enter love.
I wish you a real experience.
Love is also invisible, but you can feel the sweetness she brings. Without love, you are unhappy and don't want to play.
Now, I have mastered the key to language and am eager to use it.
Usually, children with hearing can learn languages easily. What others say, they can study and learn easily and happily, and imitate what they say. However, deaf children have to go through countless pains and tribulations before they can learn slowly. But no matter how difficult it is, the result is always wonderful. I began to learn the names of everything, from the pronunciation of Aidit to the infinite imagination in Shakespeare's sonnets.
At first, the teacher told me a lot of new things, and I seldom asked questions. Because of my limited knowledge and vague concept, I know little about words. As I know more about the outside world, my vocabulary and problems are increasing. I often explore one thing over and over again and want to know more. Sometimes from a new word you learn, you often think of all kinds of experiences that happened before.
I remember one morning, I first asked the meaning of the word "love". I didn't know many words at that time, so I picked some early-blooming violets in the garden and gave them to Miss Sullivan. She kissed me happily, but I don't want anyone to kiss me except my mother. At that time, Miss Sullivan gently put an arm around me and spelled out the words "I love Helen" in my hand.
"What is love?" I asked.
Miss Sullivan held me tighter and pointed to my heart and said, "Love is here."
I felt my heartbeat for the first time, but I was still puzzled by the teacher's words and actions, because I knew almost nothing at that time except what I could touch.
I smelled the violets in her hand, half words and half gestures, and asked, "Is love a flower fragrance?"
"No." Teacher Sullivan said.
Think about it. The sun shines on us warmly.
"Is love the sun?" I pointed to the direction in which the sun came and asked, "Is it the sun?"
At that time, in my opinion, there was nothing better than the sun in the world. Its heat makes everything thrive. But Miss Sullivan shook her head again and again. I'm really confused and disappointed. I think it's strange. Why can't the teacher tell me what love is?
A day or two later, I was stringing beads of different sizes, in the order of two big ones and three small ones. As a result, I always make mistakes, and Miss Sullivan patiently corrects them for me. Finally, I found that there was a big mistake in stringing, so I carefully thought about how to string these beads. Miss Sullivan touched my forehead and spelled the word "think" hard.
At this moment, I suddenly understood that this word originally refers to the ongoing process in my mind. This is the first time I understand abstract concepts.
I sat there quietly for a long time, not thinking about the arrangement of beads, but seeking the explanation of "love" with new ideas in my mind. That day, it was overcast with clouds, and occasionally it rained in Mao Mao. Suddenly, the sun broke through the clouds and shone brightly.
I asked the teacher again, "Is love the sun?"
"Love is a bit like a cloud in the sky before the sun comes out," the teacher replied. She seemed to realize that I was still confused, so she explained in simpler words that I didn't understand at that time: "You can't touch the clouds, but you can feel the rain. You know, after a hot day, how happy it would be if flowers and the earth could get rain! Love is also invisible, but you can feel the sweetness she brings. Without love, you are unhappy and don't want to play. "
In a flash, I understood the truth-I felt countless invisible lines shuttling between my heart and others'.
From the beginning, Miss Sullivan talked to me just like other children with normal hearing. The only difference is that she spelled a sentence in my hand instead of saying it with her mouth. If I don't understand the words or idioms used to express my thoughts, she will remind me; When I can't communicate with others, she will prompt me immediately from the side.
This learning process has lasted for many years, and it is impossible for a deaf-mute child to learn to master the simplest everyday language in a few months or even years, and to use it flexibly at once. Normal children learn to speak by repetition and imitation. At home, listening to adults, the brain follows the activities, associates the content of the speech, and learns to express their own ideas, but deaf children can't exchange ideas naturally. Miss Sullivan realized this and made up for my shortcomings in various ways. She tried to repeat some everyday expressions and told me how to talk to others. But after a long time, I dare not speak to others. After a long time, I don't know what to say on any occasion.
It is difficult for deaf and blind people to grasp the nuances of conversation. How many times will deaf and blind people encounter difficulties! They can't tell people's intonation, and they can't understand the meaning of tone change without other people's help. They also can't see the speaker's eyes, which are the natural expression of the soul.
When she saw her boyfriend, her desperate heart suddenly felt warm.
Her boyfriend swam to her and caught the lifebuoy.
He said, "Never mind, someone will come to save us."
Women are very happy.
But at this moment, the man suddenly pulled the lifebuoy hard and pinched his girlfriend's arm.
The woman was thrown into the sea by the man.
He said, "I'll go first this time!" "
As he spoke, he struggled to swim.
This woman is completely desperate.
Hatred stems from sadness.
She has long known that her boyfriend is a coward, but she thinks he loves himself.
She found herself so stupid that she was thrown into the sea of death by this coward.
Looking at his back, hatred seems to have swallowed him up.
At this time, the danger is approaching.
She just saw three or four sharks swimming angrily.
She closed her eyes and waited calmly.
I love you! "
Hearing the familiar voice, she opened her eyes.
The shark bit the man's body, and the sea in front of him turned red.
Her eyes were full of cold ridicule.
Sharks seem to have no interest in women and swim away.
She was saved and the rest of the man's body was salvaged.
The autopsy results are very strange,
There are still many knife wounds on the man.
These injuries caused him to bleed to death.
The woman cried.
Sharks are very sensitive to the smell of blood. There are usually prey with a strong smell of blood, and they will not attack others.