He sat on the roof and Yau Ma Tei Primary School jumped into his eyes for the first time. The white clouds in autumn, as gentle as floc, are drifting away, and the dead leaves of Indus are falling in the autumn wind.
The boy sang sang suddenly felt that he was going to cry, so he sobbed quietly. Tomorrow morning, a big wooden boat will leave here with him and his home before waking up in Yau Ma Tei-he will bid farewell to this golden straw house that accompanies him day and night forever.
2. I just reread the good words of the grass house today. I like Paper Moon and Medicine. There are many beautiful sentences in Bai Niao. Aidit is fine, too. I like the simplicity of Shenyue Temple.
1. The dove hovered in the sky, which was the best autumn sunshine at that time. When the dove glides across the sky, the sky is full of charming white light. These little guys, after meeting strangers, have the desire to perform, spread their wings and glide gracefully in the air or dive, soar and shuttle in groups.
He looked at the sky, which was as clean as water. The moon seems to be still, fluttering ... In the moonlight, Sang Sang saw Jiang Yilun and the white finch in the distance. Jiang once leaned against an admonition tree and used the most beautiful posture. The white finch sat there. White finch didn't dare to look at Jiang Yilun, chin cupped in his hands, slightly upturned head, looking at the sky. The moon shines on the top of the reed flower, as if to gently surround Jiang Yilun and the white finch in a dream world.
3. When Sancho walked into the campus with Sang Sang on her back and stepping on soft straw, Sang Sang saw the paper moon standing under the buttonwood tree: her hair was wet by the rain, some of it was stuck on her forehead, and glistening beads of rain dripped on her thin chin.
The river is outside the window. Sang Sang sat by the window, eating the lotus root and looking out of the window. There is a telephone pole on the shore with a lamp on it. Mulberry saw the rain in the light, fell into the river obliquely, and saw the small blisters illuminated by the light and beaten out by the rain. He seems to be eating lotus root, but after eating it for a long time, the lotus root is still the same.
Wen Youju can sing, and her voice is soft and distant, which contains both sadness and a trembling spirit and resilience. . This is a small red mud stove, which looks very small. At this time, charcoal burns very vigorously. From the gap under the medicine pot, you can see the charcoal ball, which is as bright as egg yolk, and the furnace wall seems to be burnt into golden yellow flowing mud paste.
6. The black crock standing on the stove looks rustic, but it looks elegant and simple. The spout is well bent and the handle is chic. The medicine has boiled. The lid is half open, and the steam pushes the lid to make it bounce rhythmically on the spout. Steam plumes up into the air, and then gradually disappears in the whole cabin, making the cabin filled with a refreshing medicinal fragrance.
7. A large mulberry field. The endless mulberry leaves are lush, and before entering the door, I can smell the unique fragrance of mulberry leaves far away. Without a breath of wind, mulberry trees seem to be still.
8. Sang Sang looked at those thatched cottages, and in the dim tears, they turned into a big piece of gold.
Pigeons seem to know that their master will leave them forever tomorrow morning and hover in the air. Finally, they held each other head to head, as if forming a huge white wreath, spinning around the mulberry tree.
In Sang Sang's ears, it is the sweet sound of pigeon feathers flying across the sky. His eyes kept flashing metallic white light.
196 1 this morning in August, many adults and children in Yau Ma Tei saw a huge rotating white wreath …
I can't stop crying when I see my back. I like to watch bronze sunflower. I'm glad that more and more children like these works like us and follow the beauty and eternity.
3. Good words, good sentences and good paragraphs 1. The dove circled in the sky, which was the best autumn sunshine at that time. When the dove glides across the sky, the sky is full of charming white light. These little guys, after meeting strangers, have the desire to perform, spread their wings and glide gracefully in the air or dive, soar and shuttle in groups.
He looked at the sky, which was as clean as water. The moon seems to be still, fluttering ... In the moonlight, Sang Sang saw Jiang Yilun and the white finch in the distance. Jiang once leaned against an admonition tree and used the most beautiful posture. The white finch sat there. White finch didn't dare to look at Jiang Yilun, chin cupped in his hands, slightly upturned head, looking at the sky. The moon shines on the top of the reed flower, as if to gently surround Jiang Yilun and the white finch in a dream world.
3. When Sancho walked into the campus with Sang Sang on her back and stepping on soft straw, Sang Sang saw the paper moon standing under the buttonwood tree: her hair had been wet by the rain, some of it was stuck on her forehead, and glistening raindrops were dripping on her thin chin.
The river is outside the window. Sang Sang sat by the window, eating the lotus root and looking out of the window. There is a telephone pole on the shore with a lamp on it. Mulberry saw the rain in the light, fell into the river obliquely, and saw the small blisters illuminated by the light and beaten out by the rain. He seems to be eating lotus root, but after eating it for a long time, the lotus root is still the same.
Wen Youju can sing, and her voice is soft and distant, which contains both sadness and a trembling spirit and resilience. . This is a small red mud stove, which looks very small. At this time, charcoal burns very vigorously. From the gap under the medicine pot, you can see the charcoal ball, which is as bright as egg yolk, and the furnace wall seems to be burnt into golden yellow flowing mud paste.
6. The black crock standing on the stove looks rustic, but it looks elegant and simple. The spout is well bent and the handle is chic. The medicine has boiled. The lid is half open, and the steam pushes the lid to make it bounce rhythmically on the spout. Steam plumes up into the air, and then gradually disappears in the whole cabin, making the cabin filled with a refreshing medicinal fragrance.
7. A large mulberry field. The endless mulberry leaves are lush, and before entering the door, I can smell the unique fragrance of mulberry leaves far away. Without a breath of wind, mulberry trees seem to be still.
8. Sang Sang looked at those thatched cottages, and in the dim tears, they turned into a big piece of gold.
Pigeons seem to know that their master will leave them forever tomorrow morning and hover in the air. Finally, they held each other head to head, as if forming a huge white wreath, spinning around the mulberry tree.
In Sang Sang's ears, it is the sweet sound of pigeon feathers flying across the sky. His eyes kept flashing metallic white light.
196 1 this morning in August, many adults and children in Yau Ma Tei saw a huge rotating white wreath …
I can't stop crying when I see my back. I like to watch bronze sunflower. I'm glad that more and more children like these works like us and follow the beauty and eternity.
I can't put it down. I'm hungry. I'm strong, well-proportioned and approachable.
Concentrate on your work, take your time and study hard.
Absurd and arrogant, steel and iron are beautiful, light and elegant, and aboveboard.
Cover meditation, concentration, spirit.
Invincible, poised, hungry, inseparable, methodical, * * * serious.
The language of crash and burn shocked four strange beds and dreams, and became famous with bitter tears, which was huge and shocking.
4. Extract 8 good words, 8 good sentences and 4 good paragraphs from the straw house. The true love between father and son, the pure friendship between classmates ... He learned from these stories: kindness, dignity and tenacity ... all of which planted the seeds of "love" in his heart. Lu Xixi is a naked child, so everyone calls him ". He is full of helplessness and loneliness. Known as the "bald crane", he often stares at the sparkling lake and cries on the lowest stone steps of the town's water pier. However, his confidence made everyone sit up and take notice. Who said he was ugly without hair? His confidence is based on his insistence on dignity. It can be seen that loneliness and dignity are not the reasons for failure. Only he believes in himself is the best antidote. Paper Moon is an introverted and kind little girl. Her heart is as pure as snow. She has no parents. She only has a kind grandmother who is both a father and a mother. In order not to let grandma worry about herself, when the boys in Bancang Primary School bullied her, she didn't tell her, but shed tears silently. It was not until Sang Sang helped her beat the boys from Bancang Primary School away that she smiled in obscurity. She is not considerate enough. But I can always help others. Don't think that introversion is a disadvantage. Sometimes, obscurity is the loveliest. White finch is a very beautiful girl. She has a good voice. Although it is not loud and broad, it is as clear as a silver bell. She is beautiful not only in appearance, but also in heart. This is the real beauty. When I first saw the name Xima, I thought it was the name of a horse. But later, I learned that he was the youngest son of Grandpa Yue brought from his home by Grandpa Yue and his second mother. He is full of energy, likes to laugh and is very talkative. In Yau Ma Tei Primary School, he changed, became lonely and helpless, and no one could understand his full Jiangnan accent, leaving him with only a mute depression. He's so pathetic. This made him not want to go to school again, so he went to fill in the blanks with sheep. Sansan and he became best friends. His perseverance is admirable. This book attracted me magically, and I shared joys and sorrows with the little hero Sang Sang. When I saw Sang Sang's illness, I cried for the hero in the book for the first time. I am afraid that Sang Sang will die. I quietly pray to God to bless Sang Sang to tide over the difficulties. Here's another one for you: The straw house belongs to Cao Wenxuan.
The work describes the unforgettable six-year primary school life of the boy Sang Sang. In the past six years, he has witnessed or directly participated in a series of touching stories that seem ordinary but make people cry: innocent feelings between boys and girls, sad elegance when unfortunate teenagers fight against bad luck, glorious personality of the old man at the last moment, profound and beautiful understanding of life in the experience of death, complex and poetic emotional entanglements between adults ... all of these are very clear.
These six years are the six years in which he received life enlightenment education. The thatched cottage is a beautiful place, which reminds us of romantic, warm, distant and romantic fairy tales.
When we approached the thatched cottage built for us in Cao Wenxuan, we were really filled with such a breath. With beautiful writing, the author wrote down the primary school life that has left us. This seemingly ordinary life is not simple, perhaps we have never experienced it in our time, but there is no doubt that we can all understand the innocent story between boys and girls who have not yet grown up but want to grow up. There are many moves, but they are inevitable.
The unforgettable experience of boy Sang Sang, the sadness of unfortunate teenagers fighting against bad luck, the persistence of disabled teenagers in dignity, etc., are all staged in this actually small hut, giving people a touching feeling and sometimes even making people cry. The works are elegant in style and full of beauty from beginning to end.
The narrative style is humorous and solemn, the overall structure is unique and novel, and the plot design is tortuous and clever. Today, the relationship between people is becoming more and more alienated and the feelings are becoming more and more indifferent. The feeling of compassion rippling in all works is also precious and particularly touching.
The whole narrative is clear and has a certain depth. It is the kind of children's literature that children love to read and adults can read. 1. Pigeons circled in the sky, which was the best autumn sunshine at that time. When the dove glides across the sky, the sky is full of charming white light.
These little guys, after meeting strangers, have the desire to perform, spread their wings and glide gracefully in the air or dive, soar and shuttle in groups. He looked at the sky, which was as clean as water.
The moon seems to be still, fluttering ... In the moonlight, Sang Sang saw Jiang Yilun and the white finch in the distance. Ginger turned and leaned against a tree in the most graceful posture.
The white finch sat there. White finch didn't dare to look at Jiang Yilun, chin cupped in his hands, slightly upturned head, looking at the sky.
The moon shone on the top of the reed flower, shining silver. E79FA5E98193E7898E69D83313331313937 seems to gently surround Jiang Yilun and Bai que in a dreamy world. 3. When Sancho walked into the campus with Sang Sang on her back and stepping on soft straw, Sang Sang saw the paper moon standing under the buttonwood tree: her hair had been wet by the rain, some of it was stuck on her forehead, and glistening raindrops were dripping on her thin chin.
The river is outside the window. Sang Sang sat by the window, eating the lotus root and looking out of the window.
There is a telephone pole on the shore with a lamp on it. Mulberry saw the rain in the light, fell into the river obliquely, and saw the small blisters illuminated by the light and beaten out by the rain.
He seems to be eating lotus root, but after eating it for a long time, the lotus root is still the same. Wen Youju can sing, and her voice is soft and distant, which contains both sadness and a trembling spirit and resilience.
This is a small red mud stove, which looks very small.
At this time, charcoal burns very vigorously. From the gap under the medicine pot, you can see the charcoal ball, which is as bright as egg yolk, and the furnace wall seems to be burnt into golden yellow flowing mud paste. 6. The black crock standing on the stove looks rustic, but it seems to be very particular. Its simple body is equipped with an elegant curved spout and a very different one.
5. Good words and sentences of straw house "straw house" good words and sentences:
Touched, profligate, filariasis, confusion, trance, tenacity, purity, simplicity and inspiration.
Burning, rumbling, brilliant red, green crystal, dripping with sweat and water, all together, dark and liquid.
Solid, sleepy, like, shiny, inexplicable, steaming, romantic and vague.
Don't do evil, shine, dream like a dream, gnash your teeth, one after another, flickering, motionless and immortal.
In all directions, whimsical, unexpected, three transgressions twice, stumbling, full of flavor, sleepy, sweating.
Pretending, smiling, cheerful, inexplicable, spoony, doing the same thing, grinning, miserable.
Is logical, penniless, meticulous, out of place, at a loss, one after another, silent, autumn wind blowing.
Accompanied by morning and night, flickering, vivid and vivid, in the cold winter.
Good sentences:
1, he looked at the sky, the sky was clear as water. The moon seems to be still, fluttering ... In the moonlight, Sang Sang saw Jiang Yilun and the white finch in the distance. Jiang once leaned against an admonition tree and used the most beautiful posture. The white finch sat there. White finch didn't dare to look at Jiang Yilun, chin cupped in his hands, slightly upturned head, looking at the sky. The moon shines on the top of the reed flower, as if to gently surround Jiang Yilun and the white finch in a dream world.
2. When Sancho walked into the campus with Sang Sang on her back and stepping on soft straw, Sang Sang saw the paper moon standing under the buttonwood tree: her hair had been wet by the rain, some of it was stuck on her forehead, and glistening raindrops were dripping on her thin chin.
The river is outside the window. Sang Sang sat by the window, eating the lotus root and looking out of the window. There is a telephone pole on the shore with a lamp on it. Mulberry saw the rain in the light, fell into the river obliquely, and saw the small blisters illuminated by the light and beaten out by the rain. He seems to be eating lotus root, but after eating it for a long time, the lotus root is still the same.
4. Wen Youju can sing, and her voice is soft and distant, which not only contains sadness, but also has a trembling spirit and toughness. . This is a small red mud stove, which looks very small. At this time, charcoal burns very vigorously. From the gap under the medicine pot, you can see the charcoal ball, which is as bright as egg yolk, and the furnace wall seems to be burnt into golden yellow flowing mud paste.
The black crock standing on the stove looks rustic, but it seems to be very particular. Its simple body is equipped with a curved spout and a very unique handle. The medicine has boiled. The lid is half open, and the steam pushes the lid to make it bounce rhythmically on the spout. Steam plumes up into the air, and then gradually disappears in the whole cabin, making the cabin filled with a refreshing medicinal fragrance.
6. The dove hovers in the sky. It was the best autumn sunshine at that time. When the dove glides across the sky, the sky is full of charming white light. These little guys, after meeting strangers, have the desire to perform, spread their wings and glide gracefully in the air or do collective dive and shuttle.
7. Without a breath of wind, mulberry trees seem to be still.
8. The sunset is reflecting the afterglow into the sky and the thin horse standing on the top of the brick pile into a slender strip. The afterglow blended with the color of the red brick, which dyed the horse a thick earth red. ...
9. When Sancho walked into the campus with Sang Sang on her back and stepping on soft straw, Sang Sang saw the paper moon standing under the buttonwood tree: her hair was wet by the rain, strands of hair were stuck to her forehead by the rain, and crystal beads of rain dripped on her thin and round chin.
10. Grandma Qin's cabin is crowded in the northwest corner. It seems to be squeezed here, and it seems to be still being squeezed. If we don't persist, it will be pushed into the river. This thatched cottage is the shortest thatched cottage in Yau Ma Tei Primary School and looks very shabby. It is simply a cancer and a stain, which destroys the harmony and good style of primary school in Yau Ma Tei.
6. Baldness of bald crane is very authentic.
He supported such a naked head with a long beautiful neck. This head has no scars and is so smooth. In the sun, this portrait is as bright as wax, which reminds his classmates of that night for no reason, and it will also be bright. Because of this baldness, children tend to be fascinated and have a desire to spit with their fingers.
In fact, bald cranes often touch their heads. Later, the bald crane found that the children liked to touch his head. He attached great importance to his head and stopped touching it if he wanted to.
If someone steals his head, he will immediately turn around and judge that he is weaker than him, so he will catch up and let that person eat a punch in the back; Seeing someone better than him, he will scold. Someone has to touch it, that's fine, but you have to pay the bald crane something: either a piece of candy or lend him an eraser or pencil for half a day.
Sang Sang was hit twice with a broken ruler. At this time, the bald crane cleverly lowered its head and put it in front of Sang Sang. Sang Sang stretched out his hand to touch it, and the crane could count. "Once …" Sang Sang felt that the head of the crane was very smooth, just like touching a pebble washed by water for countless years by the river.
It rained heavily that day, and the bald crane came to school without an umbrella. Although it rains, it is not dark, so the head of the crane is particularly bright in the silver rain curtain.
Paper Moon and Toona sinensis, carrying a red oiled paper umbrella, flashed by the roadside and let the bald crane pass by. The crane felt it. The two girls' eyes were fixed on his head under the red oiled paper umbrella, and he walked past them.
When he turned to look at them, he saw two girls covering their mouths with their hands and hiding their smiles. The bald crane walked to the school with his head down, but he didn't walk into the classroom, but walked into the bamboo forest by the river.
Rain rustled on the bamboo leaves, and then dripped from a gap in his bald head. He touched his head with his hand and looked at the river with a depressed face.
On the water, two or three chubby ducks swam around in the rain, looking very happy. The bald crane picked up a tile and smashed it, which made the ducks flap their wings and swim away.
The bald crane smashed six or seven tiles in succession, and he didn't stop until his tiles could no longer disturb the ducks. He felt a little cold, but he didn't walk into the classroom with trepidation until he finished a class.
7. Caotang is a song blown by autumn wind.
Author: Du Fu
In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs.
Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.
The children in Nancun bullied me: I have the heart to be a thief across the street and openly hold Mao in a bamboo pole.
My lips are burning, my mouth is dry, and I can't breathe! Come back and sigh with a stick. The wind in Russia sets the color of clouds and ink, and the desert becomes dark in autumn.
This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain.
How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep?
There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor people in the world from the spring breeze and the wind and rain!
Oh! When did you suddenly see this house? I can freeze to death alone!
Shucaowubi
Author: Pu Shouyi years: Song Dynasty
The world is endless, and everything is a dog.
Don't praise apricots as beams, isn't it like jars?
It is said that the Chao family are also benevolent.
Stupid and ignorant, living in mellow.
Today, when I came to Feng Wu, I was trapped in grammar.
Fighting for slugs, family planning and parenting.
Who was the first person to walk into the clouds? Who didn't cover his elbow with quail clothes?
I'm afraid ghosts have a bird's eye view of glory, and spring is poor.
A snail's nest can be geometric, and it is quite winning or losing.
Remember me, Chai Sangweng, more than ten acres of barren house.
There are 89 huts and five willows in Chai Men.
Wild water raises japonica rice (more left rice than right rice), and the spring bed is full of onions.
Always a piano book, don't think about friends and relatives.
Qin Yi talks, Shi Long talks.
A white dog is safe to know, and it doesn't matter if you don't benefit from it.
8. Good words and sentences in the thatched cottage are like a big picture. They are gorgeous, cheerful and sweaty. They are restless, confused and cautious.
Black, black, quiet, surprised, black
It was an August morning in 196 1 year. The autumn wind blows gently and the summer heat fades away. /kloc-a 0/4-year-old boy, Sang Sang, climbed the highest roof in the middle of the grass house in Yau Ma Tei Primary School. He sat on the roof and Yau Ma Tei Primary School jumped into his eyes for the first time. The white clouds in autumn, as gentle as floc, are drifting away, and the dead leaves of Indus are falling in the autumn wind. The boy sang sang suddenly felt that he was going to cry, so he sobbed quietly.
Tomorrow morning, a big wooden boat will leave here with him and his home before waking up in Yau Ma Tei-he will bid farewell to this golden straw house that accompanies him day and night forever. ...
9. Excerpts from "Grass House" 10 sentence, each sentence is satisfactory within 80 words.
2013-02-0219:165438+These little guys, after meeting strangers, have a desire to perform, spread their wings gracefully in the air or make a collective dive, soar and shuttle. Sang Sang looked at those straw houses, and in tears, they turned into a big piece of gold. Pigeons seem to know that their master will leave them forever tomorrow morning and hover in the air. Finally, they held each other head to head, as if forming a huge white wreath, spinning around the mulberry tree. In Sang Sang's ears, it is the sweet sound of pigeon feathers flying across the sky. His eyes kept flashing metallic white light. 196 1 one morning in August, many adults and children in Yau Ma Tei saw a huge rotating white wreath ... Comments: The scenery is really beautiful, and the emotions of pigeons and protagonists are combined, full of lyricism. Unforgettable The black crock standing on the stove looks rustic, but it looks elegant and simple, with a well-bent spout and a unique handle. The medicine has boiled. The lid is half open, and the steam pushes the lid to make it bounce rhythmically on the spout. Steam plumes up into the air, and then gradually disappears in the whole cabin, making the cabin filled with a refreshing medicinal fragrance. Comments: The description of the crock and spout is a tangible thing, and it also describes the careful attitude of the owner of the crock and the warm atmosphere in the pharmacy, which is the constant pursuit of a better life.