After you left, you know how much I missed you! I often climb the collapsed wall by the river and look at your home across the river. I wish I could see you. When I didn't see you, my tears fell. Sometimes, when I finally meet you, I will happily wave to you across the bank and call you. My joy is written on my face.
Later, I heard that you divined for our marriage. Fortunately, there are no ominous signs. So, you drove to pick me up, and I followed you with my dowry in the strange eyes of my family.
Alas! Now that I think about it, I really regret being blinded by infatuation. When mulberry leaves are fresh and moist, they are like lovers falling in love. Alas, Turtledove, don't be greedy for mulberries! Alas, girl, don't indulge in men's love. A man who is addicted to love can still get away. A girl addicted to love can't get rid of it. Mulberry leaves are yellow, and they fall off one by one, just like the deep feelings are faded and love is gone.
Since I married your family, I have endured years of poverty. The ice water waves rolled and the cloth curtain on the car was wet by the waves. I didn't do anything wrong, but you look like a different person! You are no longer affectionate, tender, considerate and sentimental.
As your wife, all the hard work at home has been done for so many years. Get up early and go to bed late. Not a day goes by without it. Inside and outside the house, I put everything in order. But you take all this for granted, and you don't cherish my efforts. You're getting tired of me. You lose your temper easily. Sometimes you are so fierce that I hardly know you. I went back to my mother's house and said what you did to me, and my brother laughed at me. Calm down and think, you can only feel sorry for yourself.
How I want to live with you forever, but how can I live like this! The thought of facing you like an evil person every day is an endless nightmare! No matter how wide the ice water is, there is always a shore, and no matter how big the swamp is, there are sides.
I often recall that we played happily together and laughed heartily when we were teenagers. Your original oath is still in my ear, but now you have changed your mind. Well, how can I live with you if you break your oath and forget the past? Starting today, let's be honest with each other and let go!
2. Dream is a sequel to Xu Meng.
I finally broke up with him after I was disheartened. At a loss, I went back to my parents' house and still worked hard.
Live like this. Accustomed to getting up early every day, I cook for my family. Usually nothing, but also for the family.
Washing and cleaning in the room.
Life is very peaceful,
And no one came to visit.
After a long time,
Come to the water again,
I met a man. This man is tall and straight, seemingly honest and honest. I'll miss you when I get home, but I
Worried that the story will repeat itself. After all kinds of ideas, I decided to go to the ice cream again. Autumn has come, and the autumn wind has blown down countless people.
Leaves,
It's all over the floor
Come to the water's edge,
Take a walk along the coast
Looking at the running water,
Or look across the river.
Finally,
I met him again, but I dare not show my love for him. Ann's heart is full of sweetness, and she dare not look at it again.
I'm going back. From this day on, I will come to ice cream every day. As the days passed, the weather became worse and worse.
It's getting colder and colder. I'm going to go for the last time and come back in spring. When I approached the ice water, I saw that I had stopped at the water's edge.
This number. Near, when I approached, I found him, on this side of the shore. He sensed my coming and smiled.
Turn around and wait for me to get closer. I approached slowly step by step, but my eyes were afraid to look straight. Years later, once again,
I felt a long-lost happiness in Qishui.
He confessed to me,
We agreed to meet again in the spring,
This winter is especially.
Warm, this winter passed quickly. I was a little scared when I saw him. Everything in the past,
It's so sad. After seeing him, he greeted me with great concern. Walking along the water, after a few words, he put forward
Want to marry me. I told him a story that I experienced in those years. She seems to realize something,
I made an appointment for the next meeting and left in a hurry. Seeing each other again, he prepared a gift, but no longer mentioned the knot.
About getting married. In this way, after getting along for a long time, I learned a lot about him. On that day, he felt that when
That's enough,
I asked to get married again.
I dare not answer directly,
I invited him to go home these days.
Let's go A few days passed, and he finally came to my house. He actually got everything ready, just a gift.
Brought a lot,
There is also a clever matchmaker.
After a period of understanding,
The family finally agreed to put
I married him. When he heard about it, he arranged the wedding and married me back. After returning to China, he has been
It's good for me,
I really put aside everything in the past and devoted myself to a new life.
Since then, I have lived happily in it.
Only to find that there is still true love in the world.
3. The opening of Meng (about 800 words) The sun is very dry and the bustling market is dusty.
You came in a hurry, but you look slow. When you came, you walked into my vague sight and my heart with a simple face, like a silk heart in my arms.
The dust and grass clippings on your unkempt hair soaked your sweat, played casually in the sun and got into my nostrils, which made me extremely intoxicated. You hold the cloth in your arms.
You hold the silk in your arms and gently hold it ... how do you know? Every silk stores my thoughts accumulated night after night. You just hold it gently and smile. I can't tell whether it's simple and honest or oily. The gentle stream has just been washed, and my hands are gurgling on your material.
My silk thread is casually stuffed into your arms, and none of it flows into your eyes. One by one, I knitted you silk thread, the most fragile silk thread in the world, so casually stuffed into your arms.
You say the sun is really round today, and you say my silk is really soft. I know that you have never seen the sun in the sky, and I know that you have never touched my silk.
What is the most important thing for you in this world? You haven't paid attention to the sun in the sky, and you haven't cared about my silk ... Can you really regard me as your most important thing? You didn't come to change my cloth and silk thread, you just put on my wedding dress in a hurry. But is this something that can be done casually? How dare I speak easily? You know I'm just a modest and shy girl. Can you tell that I quarreled with other girls and chatted with other boys? You, you just push me. Are you going to force me to be a hot girl? Can a spice girl weave such soft silk? I'm right behind you, walking with you step by step.
Dear, my eyes follow you closely and send you step by step. I'll send you ice cream water and take you to the south of the water.
Have you ever seen me send someone that far away? Let alone a man like you! You silly, rustic idiot, is it worth sending me this far? In this way, I sent you to the liqi water, and then I came back. People are back, but my heart is always on the other side, always following you-have you noticed? Honey, I didn't mean to delay the time to make you impatient. But you didn't give me an excuse to follow suit. You only know how anxious you are and how to push me. Can you think of finding a matchmaker who is eloquent and sweet-talking, and tie a red line in my hand, which makes me reluctant to let my parents know about us?
Dear, please don't be sad and angry. In autumn, when pomegranate trees are full of red lanterns, I will definitely abandon my shyness and spend the ice cream with you. Colorful autumn is our wedding day ... Words: 90 1.
4. Meng Xu 100 A pair of hands that are no longer slender, I don't know when they have already been covered with cocoons, but now they are holding a soft pen firmly and painfully.
"Anti", how to make you turn around? Why is my heart so cramped at the moment, as if torn by disorderly arrows? When the scene was clear, you stepped over the threshold, holding the bundle of soft cloth in your hand and stepping into my heart with a shy smile on your face. From then on, the sunrise is to wait for your appearance, and the sunset is to haunt your thoughts.
I miss you all the time. Read your goodness, your smile and your temperature.
That heart, calm as water all the year round, lost its rhythm and began to burn and beat violently because of your appearance. Even in the long night, I still have no sleep because of you.
A red dress and a ray of bright cloth, a little shy, but very happy, I finally walked into your life, and you are deeply embedded in my life, leaving a trace of fire. I used to think that this is the root of happiness; For a time, I thought it was a beautiful home.
Darkness reached out its claws to attack the heart, seized its beating and lingered for a while, letting its blood arouse his excitement. In an instant, red and black blood gushed out, dyed everything red, bloody and unrestrained.
There is no gentle caress, no coquetry smile, no gentle love words, only endless flogging, only a full face of disgust, only rudeness between palms. Red skirts and bright cloth are scattered in unknown corners.
Covered by smoke and dust, they can no longer see the glory of the past, nor can they see the glory of the past. Put on coarse cloth, take off the ring ear buckle, tie up the waterfall long hair, start haggling over vegetables and radishes in the market, and start worrying about the livelihood of the family every day.
A hard day's work makes people tired. I long for a support, a greeting and a ray of warm sunshine. But, nothing.
Cut off the candles and light up the whole night. I am waiting for your return and looking forward to your return. Night, always so cold, sucked away my last trace of warmth; So cruel, it covers your way home.
5. For self-protection, about 300 words later. When the first ray of sunshine fell from the sky, you were pacing in front of my house, holding the bright red cloth tightly in your hand. I played with the silkworm baby who tried to spin silk in the small garden. Hearing anxious and nervous footsteps at the door, I put down my mulberry leaves and gently pushed open the gate. ...
The moment you saw me, you were as simple and lovely as a child. "I ... I ... want to change silk." Your eyes flashed at me, and I took the bright red cloth and gave you a faint smile.
Suddenly you kissed me on the cheek. I know you are drunk, but I gently pushed you away. "It's not that I deliberately delay the time, but that you don't have a good matchmaker." You become like an angry lion, turn around and leave. I hurried to catch up with you and put my arm around your waist from behind. "Don't be angry, let's get married in the season when autumn leaves are like mirrors."
In the golden season, I put on the bright red wedding dress in my dream, climbed the collapsed city wall, looked far away and looked for you sitting in the red carriage. You are really as handsome as a dream. You put me on the carriage from the back of the collapsed wall and put on my dowry, leaving only the traces of two carriages. I snuggle up to you and listen to your endless promises and vows.
Originally thought that when mulberry leaves fell, our love would go through many vicissitudes.
But the mulberry leaves are miserable. From the sweet words when I boarded the carriage that day to the beating and cursing now, I realized the experience of much transformed things.
Since I married your family, I have been accompanied by candlelight at night and worked with crows in the morning. I am tired again because I have you in my heart, so I have support.
But when you get it, you no longer cherish it, and the everlasting promise has long since passed away. Because of one sentence, you can beat me black and blue. My tears no longer hold your heart like when I was a teenager. You no longer love me, because I am no longer young and beautiful, and your heart misses another girl like when you were a teenager. ...
Finally, even the mulberry trees withered, and I held the divorce book with a slight ink fragrance tightly in my hand, just like the bright red cloth you held that morning. I faced the cold sea water in front of me, and my tears fell. head
Jumping with the joy of youth, I raised my head slightly, trying to let the sun evaporate my tears. I bit my finger and wrote "Mulberry leaves fell into the sea, trees withered, and there was no love" on the hard stone that had been hit by the sea for countless times. promise
Just believe, from extinction to the end. "looking at the scarlet book, the corners of the mouth can't help but draw an arc, with a divorce certificate, no attachments, even if you jump. ...
6. The composition of "Dream of Eternity" is continued or expanded, with 600 words, description required, and main line examples.
On the road full of yellow sand, a woman with messy clothes walked humbly with dignity ...
I think I am in the mood for love, talented and beautiful, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and famous all over the country. Naturally, countless people came to propose. Why did you choose your fickle lover among thousands of people?
At that time, you were high-spirited, cheerful and handsome, and said, "I don't have a skill or much money, but I have an unchanging heart that loves you."
After that, you are gentle and considerate, and often accompany me to wash gauze in ice cream and pick lotus. Sweet words often make people blush. At the municipal level, you turned your face to the sky and made a promise to hold your hand and accompany your son to grow old together. I nodded shyly under the envious eyes of everyone.
What we once thought was very persistent was forgotten in the process of our obsession. Those vows of eternal love you mentioned, when the sedan chair was carried into the door, gradually burned out with the red candle. But I think I can finally live with you and be a good wife. I did all the housework, and my delicate hands gradually climbed into thick cocoons.
It is said that women have needles in the sea. Why are your men's minds so elusive? You hang out every day, taking my money with those prostitutes. Did you really marry me for my rich dowry? Sitting alone on the sofa waiting for you to turn white. Do you know what kind of mood that is? And every time I come back, I only get a beating and a scolding.
Now, you're tired of looking at me and kicking me out of the house. People on this road are pointing at me, and even passing cattle and horses will turn around to see my abandoned wife! I can't go home. I have no face to meet my parents. Since there is nothing lovely in life, why not accompany the homeless fish in this icy water?
7. The Book of Songs expanded the 1000 word Book of Songs-Meng Meng's "Meng", which is full of treasures.
When robbers came to trade silk, they came to me. Sending a child involves gas, as for Dunqiu.
When I was a robber, I had no good media. There is no anger in the child, and autumn lasts.
Take the other side of the wall to get back to the customs. I didn't see the resumption of customs, so I cried.
Seeing the resumption of GATT, I was full of laughter and laughter. Well, Parr, the body is not responsible.
Driving your car to bribe me to move. Mulberry leaves flourish before they fall.
In the nest, there is no mulberry; I am a girl, so I don't have to worry about it. The anxiety of scholars can still be said; You can't say a woman is worried.
Mulberry fell, yellow, and fell. Self-pity, poor three years old.
Qishui soup, curtain skirt. Women are unhappy, and scholars do their best.
Scholars are also extremely useless. Three years old, I am a woman, I am tired; Sleepless all night, there must be a dynasty.
As for violence, what you say must be done. My brother didn't know, but he smiled.
Calm down and think about it, and you will bow your head and feel sorry for yourself. Being together always makes me complain.
Qi has a shore and discipline has a plate. General's corner banquet, talking and laughing.
Swear, forget it. On the contrary, I don't think about it, I have lost my mind.
8. Rewrite the composition "Self-protection" in Senior One, and the 800-word wheel ran over my pain-Rewrite "The Book of Songs * Feng Wei * Self-protection" When he threw the last piece of luggage into the carriage, I gave him a look. To my disappointment, there is no expression on his face. However, there was an indescribable smile on the lover's face standing beside me, which made me sick. I turned around.
I whipped my whip hard and set foot on my way. Not long ago, I looked forward to this day, but I didn't expect it to come so soon. Poverty and repeated beatings left me scarred physically and mentally, and his absence every night was an indelible pain in my heart. All this is because I lost my beauty, but is it necessary for me to pay such a high price to accompany her to her old age? Outside the window, the wheels are rolling, the birch trees on both sides of the road are still in pairs, the birds on the trees are still flying with me, but I am a person with a haggard face.
I remember snuggling up to him when I came. He pointed to the red willow outside the window and said, "See it? I am the tree, shading you on sunny days and sheltering you from the wind and rain on cloudy days. " I smiled, and the happiness of love intoxicated me.
Suddenly, outside the window, the sound of running water gradually interrupted my thoughts. Isn't this ice cream? This river is like a mother! Why are you so excited? Do you remember when I swore to love him for life in front of you? Do you remember when he held my hand and said that we would grow old together? Are you laughing at my ignorance and naivety with this turbulent water? Qi Shui, if you smile like this, you will never have the memory of being abused, the pain of being abandoned, and the impetuous viciousness of people.
The wheels are rolling, outside the window, my hometown is close at hand, and on the broken wall, there is a lovely girl looking out, perhaps, waiting for her sweetheart. Girl, I will silently pray to God in my heart, hoping that you and your sweetheart will grow old together.
But, what about me? Who will pray for me? This fleeting time, like water, drained my beauty and youth, drained my hope for the future, and what was left? Let an old woman die alone? Leave yourself with a broken heart? Rolling wheels! When can you stop and let me pick up the lost happiness again? What a fleeting time! When will you stop and let me find my lost face?
The torrent of ice cream! When will you stop? Don't make me cry for your ridicule. People in love! Is it difficult not to let the other person cry for you? People in love! Is it hard to be together forever? May lovers never part, but is it easy? Qi water is still flowing quietly, and I can't hear the melodious piano music in the distance. Occasionally, a few children play and run by, and I can't see them. Autumn wind blew down the last few flowers in late autumn, and the petals floated on the water. "What's the point of falling flowers?" Let's go, let's go.
Farewell. Farewell.
9. I continued to write 600 words in classical Chinese. I nodded shyly under the envious eyes of everyone. But I thought I could finally be with you until I was old and famous all over the country. Naturally, countless people came to propose.
Later, on your dusty road, a woman with messy clothes walked with self-effacing dignity. ...
Think I'm affectionate, talented and beautiful? And every time I come back, there is only one meal to beat and scold, pick lotus and have fun. People on this road are pointing at me, and even passing cattle and horses will turn around and regard me as an abandoned wife.
What we once thought was very persistent was forgotten in the process of our obsession. They are high-spirited, bright and elegant, and took my money with those prostitutes. Did you really marry me for my rich dowry? Sitting alone on the sofa waiting for you to turn white. Do you know what it feels like to be a good wife? I do all the housework, and my delicate hands gradually climb into thick cocoons, mastering everything. Why are your men's minds so elusive? You fool around outside every day and say, "I don't have any skills or much money, but I have an unchanging love for you and a promise to grow old with my son." Why did you choose your fickle lover among thousands of people? Since there is nothing lovely in life, why not accompany the homeless fish in this icy water?
Now, those vows of eternal love you mentioned, sedan chair carried through the door, follow the red candle!
At that time, you were gradually exhausted.
It is said that a woman's heart is a needle in the sea. Sweet words often make people blush. At the municipal level, you made a promise to hold your hand, and you are gentle and considerate. You often accompany me to wash yarn at Qishui, and then kick me out of the house with one punch. You're tired of me! I can't go home. I have no face to meet my parents.
10. Enlarge it into the composition of Senior Two ~ Help ~ ~ Thank you. The low voice of the loom melts in this cold season, which is particularly bleak. Lonely people really don't live in autumn, because the loneliness that was originally buried deep in their hearts will be rolled up by the cold wind at this time, surrounding and controlling your life.
Perhaps because I saw the mulberry leaves outside the door, I somehow thought of Lexus. But when I soaked the silk in water, the dusty memory suddenly opened at the same time, and I was at a loss. ...
The same mulberry tree, different seasons, bright spring, filled with my bright mood. The big man's every move in the morning is still so clear in front of my eyes: I never thought that he, my childhood partner and loyal teacher, would make such a small gesture of changing silk as an excuse-he must have planned it for a long time. I couldn't help burying my face in my arms and laughing like a HongLing when I thought he was as nervous as a child when he asked the question that made people blush and beat their hearts.
..... A cold wind blew the door open. I quickly put away the smile that has not yet bloomed on my face and got up and came to the door. My eyes inadvertently stayed on the decadent wall not far from the house, and my smile bloomed again. ...
This low wall recorded my expectation and joy all summer, and looking forward to the direction of reentry became my daily homework. I never knew he could affect my sky so much. It will be sunny when he comes and rainy when he leaves. I didn't know that I would be pinned down by the dominoes in his hand until I saw the auspicious seal lying quietly on the ground. In that autumn, I finally found my own happiness. No, I got the happiness I wanted.
..... I returned to the water tank with a dim look, staring blankly at the silk soaked in it, but forgetting to close the door. A dead leaf floated in and landed on the calm water. Ripples broke my image in the water. I picked up the dead leaves and looked at myself in the water, not only with a faint sigh. ...
Now I am haggard like a broken reflection, and of course I will be tired of him. In those happy days, his warm smile gradually turned into cold words, and his tolerant character also disillusioned Wei's tyrannical temperament. I have guessed countless sweet endings in my dream, but now it is as ridiculous as a fable. I am like a sad servant, begging for love that I can't get now. I tried to deceive myself, it was just an accident, but I gradually realized that this story was a farce from beginning to end, and it was all a scam ... So, like wild flowers on the mountain, I was carefully collected, decorated the room, and then severely put back in place with the garbage.
..... The sound of turtledove opened the silence of autumn, and I rubbed my wet eyes, and those thoughts that I had already recognized began to become clear. Teenagers talk and laugh, and the sweetness of falling in love is lingering; False vows and bitter parting are not that important. In fact, women don't need to tie themselves to love, especially when this relationship has been shattered and decadent, and they can live a happy life.
Let the dead leaves smile and fly into the cold wind. When I closed the door, I foolishly hoped that the dead leaves could fly to that distant place and tell him the "goodbye" I never wanted to say.