1. On the blue surface of the Volga River, orange-red ships are going upstream, and golden blades are slowly drifting downstream.
I am afraid of my grandfather, and I always feel that his green eyes are staring at me all the time.
Music is full of sadness, like a river running down from the mountain, stirring in the room.
People often hear their songs and stop to watch them under the window. The upturned face reminds me of dirty dishes that haven't been washed yet.
5. "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.
6. Zokaka blushed and walked into the middle of the kitchen, jumping like a flame: his hands were raised high, his steps were too fast to distinguish, his shirt was shaking, and his whole body was shining with burning brilliance. 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.
7. In singing, grandma sometimes advances, sometimes retreats, and sometimes flies. Youth instantly returned to her, making her look like a flower. Everyone was attracted by her.
8. "Hey, Lekszi, you are not a medal. You can't always hang it around my neck. This is not your place. Go to the world to make a living ... "
9. So, I went to the earth.
10, after a long time, I finally understood. Because of poverty and monotonous life, Russians like to have fun with pain and play with it; Often like naive children, they are rarely ashamed of misfortune.
1 1, 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.