She tried to push me to my father's side. I don't want to go. I'm scared!
I have never seen this kind of fighting, and I have a strange fear.
I don't understand what grandma repeatedly said to me:
"Come on, say goodbye to dad, son, he's not old enough, but he's dead, and you'll never see him again, dear ..."-Aletha, an ignorant young man, doesn't know what his father's death means, let alone what impact it will have on him. Just before Aletha had any preparation, his tragic fate had quietly befallen him.
My mother is big, with hard bones and strong hands. She always dresses up like Li Lisuo.
But now I can't. My clothes are crooked and messy. Her hair used to be combed bare and stuck to her head like a big bright hat, but now it is pulled over her bare shoulders. She knelt there and some of her hair touched her father's face.
I stood in the room for a long time, but she didn't look at me. She just combed her father's hair and shed tears. It can be seen from her mother's slovenly appearance that the death of her father is the sky falling for her; From mother to father
Comb one's hair reflects a mother's deep love for her father.
3. The Volga River flows quietly, the air is crisp in autumn, the sky is clear in Wan Li, and the autumn colors on both sides are very strong, which is the scene before the harvest.
The orange boat went upstream, and the oars slowly beat the blue water and rumbled.
A barge was towed behind the ship. The barge is gray, like a water turtle.
With the change of scenery, the scenery on both sides of the strait changes all the time, including cities, villages, mountains and rivers, the earth, and those golden leaves floating on the water.
4. "Alas, you people! "He often sighs suddenly like this, and he doesn't know what he is sighing about. "Man ..." The ending is always dragged on by him.
Tzgang blushed and walked into the middle of the kitchen, jumping like a flame: his hands were raised high, his steps were indistinguishable, his shirt trembled and shone like a flame. He danced wildly, as if he could jump all over the city by opening the door and letting him out! Everyone was infected by him and trembled with him.
In singing, grandma sometimes advances, sometimes retreats, sometimes flies, and youth instantly returns to her, making her present a kind of flower-like beauty. Everyone was attracted by her.