This summer, I read Gorky's autobiographical novels. This summer, I read Gorky's autobiographical novel Childhood, which impressed me deeply.
Maxim Gorky was born in a poor carpenter's family. Gorky suffered a lot during the brutal czar's rule: he lost his father when he was young, but was abused by his grandfather. The people around him are so selfish, greedy and full of hatred. ...
Gorky's childhood was so miserable. Compared with him, I am much happier.
I was born in a beautiful place surrounded by mountains and rivers. My parents take care of me in every possible way, my relatives are extremely kind to me, and my friends are naive and friendly to me, so that the happy notes always fall on my side. Playing in the bamboo forest, picking mushrooms in the mountains, catching crabs, chasing butterflies, smelling flowers and chasing grasshoppers in the stream, my childhood began like this.
Stumbling behind my cousin and picking wheat with a big basket, the big basket always hits my heel. Two pigtails are jumping up and down happily, and the white butterfly is jumping up and down happily. There is no cloud in Wan Li, the blue sky in Wan Li, and the breeze stirs my skirt. There are more than half of the ears of wheat in the basket. The good times of childhood were spent in happy labor.
Walking into the campus full of books, I also became a student. The whole day begins with the sound of reading The teacher taught us knowledge enthusiastically and the students discussed with each other. We are like saplings, nourished by spring breeze and rain, absorbing more and better knowledge and thriving. In this sea of knowledge, I ended my happy childhood and began to mature.
I live in a socialist country full of humanitarianism, where there is no flogging, beating, hatred, greed, rudeness, endless atrocities and scandals. People here are kind, innocent and optimistic, so my childhood is full of happiness and happiness.
Reflections on reading childhood
Everyone has experienced childhood. Childhood is beautiful, childhood is happy, childhood is happy, childhood
It is worth remembering ... Gorky's childhood was horrible and tragic, which made people afraid to recall.
Even Gorky lost his father at the age of 3, lost his kind fatherly love, and followed his mother and grandmother to a small dyehouse of Grandpa. Since then, a dark life has befallen Gorky. Grandfather has a bad temper.
Finn's bad temper often hits his grandmother and Gorky, casting a shadow over Gorky's young mind.
Later, Gorky met Ivan Zgang, his bosom friend, and they talked about everything and formed a profound friendship.
Friendship. However, the good times did not last long, and poor little Zgang was killed by two fierce uncles. Gorkijiu
I lost my friend like this. Yakov and Mikhail are demons, who beat their wives every day to get points.
Family property, brothers are not United at all, and two sons Sasha are not taught well, playing tricks on Gorky everywhere.
Since then, Gorky has met the carpenter again. "Good things" were not so good at first, but later they became good friends.
As a result, he was driven away by his grandfather, and Gorky had a stepfather, who was fierce and often beat people. A few years later, he loved his wife the most.
Grandma died, mother died, grandpa kicked her out and made a living by picking up garbage.
We have everything we want now. We are also "the apple of our parents' eye" and "darling".
How can it be compared with Gorky's miserable childhood? The difference in age is this difference. One is heaven.
One is hell; One is full of sunshine, the other is dark everywhere. Our childhood was hard-won!
Childhood is full of joy, childhood is warm everywhere, childhood is a camera worth remembering, and childhood is full of love!
Gorky's childhood has nothing to remember except some education and friendship.
Childhood is a song. The spring wind took me wandering in the mountains of my hometown. Green fairy tales finally remind me of Andersen. I am walking in the vast sea of people ... this is childhood, this is the truth in my dream, this is the dream in reality: this means that childhood is the truth in our dream, and it is the dream in our real life. It shows innocence ... When I dream back to childhood, my eyes are full of night stars, my hands are full of white mud, and my mouth is full of flat peaches. White light, shining faintly in the sky. No dreams tonight. Childhood flows slowly between the eyebrows. ...
There is a poem in the starry spring, which is childhood, the truth in a dream, and the dream in reality. which ...
Childhood is a treasure chest.
The box contains colorful stories.
Childhood is a beautiful picture.
The painter's beautiful world on the picture scroll
Childhood is full of dreams.
Full of happiness
Let's enjoy together forever.
Childhood is an illusory dream.
When you wake up, there is nothing.
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Don't need childhood
But he saw from his mother's usually gentle and kind face that she was very determined now.