1, the light and shadow are no longer swaying, and the moonlight is clearly printed on the floor, which looks so bleak and peaceful.
2. It's dazzling outside. My bird is playing in the cage, yellow bird: gray bird: goldfinch is singing.
In the process of singing, grandma sometimes advances, sometimes retreats, sometimes flies, and youth instantly returns to her, making her look like a flower. Everyone was attracted by her.
On the blue water surface of Volga River, orange-red ships are upstream, and golden leaves are slowly drifting downstream.
Music is full of sadness, like a river running down from the mountain, stirring in the room.
6. Everyone has only his name and everyone has the same rights.
7. Officials are like naughty children. When they appeared, they broke all the laws.
When I was young, I imagined myself as a beehive. All kinds of ordinary rough people, like bees, send the knowledge and thoughts of life into the hive. They tried their best to enrich my mind generously. This kind of bee is often dirty and bitter, but as long as it is knowledge, it is honey.
9. A few days after the funeral, my grandfather said to me, "Hey, Lekszi, you are not a medal. You can't always hang it around my neck. This is not your place. Go to the earth to make a living ... "
10, don't worry, my Lord! Adults don't study well; God is testing them. You haven't been tested. You should live according to your children's ideas. Wait for God to open your heart, tell you what to do and show you the way to go. You got it? As for who made what mistake, it's none of your business. It is up to God to judge and punish. He's in charge, not us!
1 1, "wake up, everyone is dead. What is this? Isn't the bird dying?"
12, "In this way, I made a decision. This autumn, inspirational poem, I'm going to Kazan, hoping maybe I can go to college there.
13, Zokan blushed and went to the middle of the kitchen, jumping up like a flame: his hands were raised high, his steps were hard to distinguish, his shirt was shaking, and it shone brightly like burning. He danced wildly, as if he could jump all over the city by opening the door and letting him out! In the long empty and boring years, fighting is a holiday, but fire can be fun; Scars can also add luster to a dull and expressionless face.
14, the sun shines obliquely on the table, and two long-necked bottles filled with Gowasu wine and vodka shine with dark green light.
15, the night has come, a powerful: fresh: caring like a loving mother, silent as warm: fuzzy hands gently touch, brush away everything that should be forgotten in memory, and brush away all the fine dust that falls from the sky and erodes people.