The protagonist in the book is called Ke Ke, a junior high school boy. Five garlic can't do housework. Dad Tang Ke spent a class-he bought it from the supermarket in forty minutes. For Keke's father, garlic has the effect of clearing intestines and detoxifying, but Keke has a different understanding of this. He thinks these five garlic heads represent five classmates. They are extremely clever Keke, chubby and strong baby, Ying Ying with super ears, naughty Su Yue, and Zeyu, the "protest image spokesman". Some of their stories are strange, some are lively and interesting, and some can make you laugh!
I especially like the beginning of this book, which is very lively and humorous. It was this beginning that made me finish the book in one breath. This is the scene where Keke lives with his father:
"My name is Keke, and I am with my father. I don't want to be with him, but he just wants me to be with him. This is life. At my age, I am a thief and my father is a policeman. I am a mouse and my father is a cat. I am a sick person, and my father is a paranoid doctor, who wants to give me an injection. The doctor's crazy idea is. Boys can't get well without an injection. My idea is that I can't get better after being shot by a crazy doctor! "
Ke Ke's class even has a new student in the senior high school entrance examination! His name is Hanyang, and his classmates call him "Giant Baby" because his figure is like a short and fat man, but he has a "baby face". He was transferred from a place called Yangwo Town. His father sells sheep, from selling five sheep to selling one hundred sheep. Two words, rich. Three words, really rich. There is a special story about a giant baby. It is written that the students burned the smelly shoes of the giant baby and the air was good in the afternoon. I also share this paragraph with you:
That day, the giant baby took off his shoes in class, only caring about his own comfort, and hurt the students around him. "You put on your shoes!" Zeyu turned to protest against the giant baby. The giant baby ignored it. "You don't have to smell it!" The giant baby replied. Zeyu quickly carried out the smelly shoes of the giant baby and went out of the window. Giant Baby wanted to leave his seat to find Zeyu, but barefoot was inconvenient, so he shouted, "How can you throw it out for me and get it back?" This is a self-study class. The students are in a good mood because of the shoe throwing incident. "Don't say, the air in the classroom is much fresher!" "The air is so good!" Su Yue stood up and said to Zeyu, "Is there a radical cure?" "No way," Su Yue suddenly took out a lighter from his pocket and said, "Is this a radical solution?" Zeyu walked out of the classroom door. The students jumped to the window. "It's really burning!" The students cried. Giant baby to react immediately, ZeYu is burning his shoes with Su Yue's lighter. The teacher rushed to the scene and pointed to Zeyu and said, "You must pay!" I didn't expect Zeyu to say happily: "Of course I have to pay. A pair of good air in the afternoon is worth spending money! " They are very excited and seem to have done a very useful thing for everyone.
Thoughts on wind blowing
From the beginning of my sister's intention to publish poems to the final printing and distribution, I have been clamoring for them. Because I am fascinated by too many legends of my eldest sister, and I have the honor to read several poems of my eldest sister, and I am envious and amazed.
When my sister's poem was finally in front of me, I suddenly didn't want to open it. I'm afraid those stories and emotions carved with words and hearts will make it rain heavily in the sky of the heart at the moment.
The cover is the Woods after autumn. In the afterglow, it is as warm and frank as amber. Not far away is the reflection in the water, and the light blue of the sky rings with sparkling water in the dark brown gap of the shadow. After experiencing colorful calm, as well as the inner purity of never-ending aging, come out of the picture and let the mood calm down in solemnity and elegance. Next to it, in black and white tones, there are ancient pavilions, lonely trees, birds and long vines as light as morning smoke. The wind swept through the treetops, and I found the wind and left.
Gently open a magnificent sister's memory, catch those poetic butterflies, and get a half-second rest in your hand. It's also a blessing that you have come.
I have always admired my sister's masculinity, frankness and heroism, as well as her broad mind. The innate nobility makes people who meet for the first time stare at her strength without hesitation and dare not approach. But when you read these poems, you will find what a gentle, subtle and embroidered woman this is. The mismatch of time and space makes an originally calm heart jump on the disorderly road. Suffering the pain of missing is pain and happiness, and sacrificing yourself to help others is the anvil for forging a noble soul. But what is the end of time on that paper and the tears hidden in the poem? Transcending emotions is a noble realm, and it is also an unspeakable pain in my heart.
After a glimpse, it is fate or debt that can't get rid of the wand of fate. A flower opens in the most elegant posture inadvertently, without sighing that it will miss the flowering period in this life, just for the moment of staring back, willing to give up all shyness and reserve, willing to bloom all beauty and charm, and one second is a lifetime.
Meeting and falling in love always seems to be a surprise. The distance from the eyes to the heart can be several light years, and at this time, it is just a blink of an eye. Love above worship is a deep river and a vast land. Paying without regrets is the kindest and most compassionate feeling. The elder sister said that she used a plow-like pen to dig deep into the heart. What a profound metaphor this is. Intensive cultivation and expecting a bumper harvest are farmers' lives. A year of hard work, a year of harvest. But only for the expectation of the next life, my sister's plow turned over all her love, sowed countless thoughts, irrigated with tears, harvested with understanding, carefully hoarded in the fence of this life, and brewed the nectar of life.
Elder sister has a deep knowledge of ancient Chinese, so her poetry collection contains many ancient poems. Gorgeous and colorful words make the missing flowers emit bursts of fragrance. Smell it, but it seems to diffuse around you, and your mind is drunk. Because of my shallow literary accomplishment, I can only look at words and expressions, and I can't understand too much charm in my sister's ancient poems. I still like reading those modern poems in the collection of poems best, and I can feel the emotions directly.
I like the song flower of life Shakes Down very much. Its rhythm is lively and natural, its language is lively and pretty, and its feelings are in one go, just like a little girl in love. Although she is shy, she is firm. "I'm going to shake off flower of life, and I'll be refined and forged in reincarnation. If I am shaped like you like, I may have a chance to be your childhood friend ... "After reading this paragraph, I will die. You can't hold hands in this life, and you must cherish every minute in the afterlife. What kind of infatuation, what kind of helplessness, what kind of heartache, are carefully hidden in ourtenant's statement, for fear that one accidentally knocks over all his worries and can no longer stop the wanton flood of tears.
Facing your sincerity and passion can melt the hardest glacier in the world. The charm and gentleness of a reserved woman in front of her lover is like the warm breath from the willow branches in spring. Love is a fragrant heart that blooms quietly and brilliantly for someone somewhere.
A tree that deeply loves each other is a tree that bears five flavors. Happiness, happiness, sadness, heartache, helplessness. Love intersection, left or right, take or give up? If I love you, I will leave you! "My love, terminal illness", distance is the only "salvation". Even if there is mourning, there should be a burning "lonely fragrance" in Deep Hedge.
The world of mortals is endless. I am the intersection where Populus euphratica passes away from your eyes, such as watching, waiting, your voice, listening and the truth of kindness and love. However, the distance has deepened my thoughts, "nothing" and "I suddenly shed tears and miss your night". A kind of loneliness lingers in my arms, which is translated into missing at the fingertips. When I miss you, I want to be buried by words.
Long ago, when I looked up at you, I lost myself. I am afraid of how to keep my feelings in the depths, so I have to hide in poetry and cry. For many years, "dare not be sad" used words to "find happiness". Now, I have become a "forever spectator" and temporarily left my heart "near the end of the world". You are my distant tree. In the season of my life, you inject infinite strength into my wandering soul.
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Too many feelings, but I can't express them because of my lack of words. I linked the titles of several poems by my elder sister as my understanding of this story.
When the wind blows, my heart is full of waves. The wind blew, leaving deep scars in my heart. ...
Lin An and Maizi are two middle school students. Because they are often bullied by hooligans outside school, the two children are bent on learning a martial arts to defend themselves. Because of an accidental reason, the two children came into contact with Taekwondo and were immediately attracted by its simple and powerful moves and neat movements, so they decided to learn from the teacher. Can they learn Taekwondo well or not? About the author: The real name is Zhao, a member of the Chinese Writers Association. Many works have been selected into the editions of China Children's Literature Annual Selection and Children's Literature Selected Books. His works have won the National Outstanding Children's Literature Award, the Book Award of the Press and Publication Administration, the Outstanding Literary Works Award of the 60th Anniversary of the Founding of the People's Republic of China in Beijing, and the Outstanding Children's Book Award in Shanghai.
Unicorn series consists of five garlic, a gust of wind blowing, a virtual fox, and good morning, taekwondo. It is a set of works dedicated to children by famous contemporary children's literature writers Chang Xingang, Zhang Pincheng, Xue Tao and Yiping. This set of works holds high the banner of courage, tolerance and idealism, covering memories of youth, youth friendship, growth sentiment and life sentiment. It aims to show the strength of masculinity and try to show the spiritual growth history of contemporary children. The style of the works is clear and uplifting, full of poetry, or full of humanistic care, which is an excellent set of children's literature works.
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