This is a shocking debt and we must pay it off. To this end, my wife and I live a hard life as poor people. For it, we fired the maid, moved and rented a small attic to live in; For it, I personally do rough work at home and dirty work in the kitchen. In these ten years, I lost my beautiful face, lost my youth, looked like an old woman, and became a short, fat and hardworking girl from a poor family, and no one dared to see me. ...
She-Loisel, now she tells me this is an impostor? It is hard for me to imagine what my life was like in those ten years. If I hadn't lost that necklace in those years-that fake string that is hard to distinguish between true and false, what would I look like today and be warmly held at the party? I can't imagine it anymore! Suddenly, Mathilde's eyes wandered and countless pictures flashed through her mind. She received an invitation and a necklace. At the banquet, every vivid scene of sadness and joy in the ten years from the man's "holding it in his hand" to paying off debts collided in her chaotic mind, bringing her countless pains. She shook her head involuntarily. In an instant, her brain went blank and she walked home aimlessly. ...
When she got home, she was in tears, and even took out the mop mechanically to continue her work, not knowing what she was whispering. Her husband witnessed all this, and without knowing the "source" of the disease, he took Mathilde to the hospital. ...
It was confirmed by the doctor that Mathilde suffered from permanent amnesia due to excessive contact with * * *, and everything before was cut, leaving only a shell with no memory at all ... How strange life is! How fickle! A little thing can save you or destroy you. This is the result of vanity.
2. Please write a composition on the topic of necklace: 50 words "What? What did you say, Jenny? " She suddenly grabbed Mrs Fleischer's sleeve, and her thin face was covered with incredible disbelief.
Oh, poor Mathilde! Fraser quietly removed Mathilde's rough and torn hand. "I mean that necklace is fake. It's only worth 500 francs at most."
At this time, Mrs. Fleischer is considering how to deal with this matter. She never knew that the imitation diamond necklace in the satin box at home was real, but just now she had told Mathilde that she had borrowed a fake. What would Mathilde do? Want the real necklace back, or ...
"Is that a fake?" Mathilde's eyes widened. How can she believe that she spent ten years of her youth hanging a fake necklace! ?
Mrs Frazier nodded regretfully. At this moment, she had an idea.
"What you lent me was a fake necklace?" Mathilde asked again. At the moment, there is another look called sadness in her eyes, which looks very sad.
Mrs Frazier was stunned by this question. Then, in an almost flattering tone, she said kindly, "Oh, Mathilde, my dear friend, I really didn't know you had suffered so much over the years." I'm telling you, there's a little misunderstanding at my house tomorrow night. Come and join us! "
Hearing this, Mathilde hesitated about the dance? How she wishes to be invited! Although the happiness of that night ten years ago was extremely expensive, she never regretted it. You know how beautiful and charming she was. Every man at the ball paid attention to her and wanted to dance with her.
Amber wine, fresh pink perch, yellow-brown grouse ... tapestries with various patterns are hung on the snow-white wall, crimson curtains are loosely half hidden by the window, and golden chandeliers are shining ... The living room with exquisite layout, spacious and bright hall, colorful garden ... short and clever footman, serious housekeeper, charming and funny boyfriend. ...
All this was activated in her mind. She has been longing for all this, and tomorrow night she will step into the dance again and become the focus of attention.
When she got home, she immediately turned out her only evening dress, put it on happily, and stood in front of a mirror half a man's height and looked at herself. For ten years, she hasn't gained weight, and her clothes just fit, but the color is a little old and yellow, but it doesn't matter, because she is beautiful! She looked at it for a long time, then moved her body from side to side from time to time, put her messy hair behind her head, raised her chin slightly to pretend to be arrogant, curtseyed, and extended her right hand gracefully ... smiling like a girl.
She changed her clothes before her husband came home. She doesn't want to tell her husband that she is going to the dance! Because she knows whether her husband will agree with her, but this is a rare opportunity! She doesn't want to miss it! She tried to hide her happy mood and talked and laughed with her husband.
The next day, Mathilde began to make up in the afternoon. She came up with buckets of water and even hummed happily when she went upstairs. She took a careful bath, put on a clean shirt and petticoat, and finally put on a skirt. She sat upright in front of the mirror and smeared inferior cosmetics on her face. Huang's thin face was hesitantly smeared with inferior emulsion, which made it look more sallow. His eyes were deeply sunken and there were wrinkles around him. She took a sip of her lips painted red and tried to make a beautiful heart. She restlessly rewound her hair, leaving a few strands on her cheeks. She put on her faded dancing shoes and tried to polish them with grease. When all this was ready, she smiled slightly.
She sat in a chair in the clinic, killing her free time. She naturally thought of the dance tonight. Jenny will introduce her to those high-class people who will look at her with envy. Men will keep asking her to dance, and she will smile and kneel down and say, "with pleasure, sir!" " "They will tell her the secrets of high society, they will invite her to various parties, they will sit in gorgeous carriages and go to the theater to listen to operas, and they will go to restaurants to eat wonderful things and whisper interesting things. ...
She stroked the skirt and accidentally found it inside ... Oh, my God! It's ... it's a necklace! Oh, my God! Why are you here? ! Then why didn't she find out? ! Surprised and regretful, she walked around the room.
Suddenly, she suddenly looked up and saw herself in the mirror. A beautiful woman, she saw her empty neck ... yes, the necklace! She held both ends of the necklace in her hands and solemnly held it to her chest.
The clock in the square has struck five. She stood up and came to the mirror to look at herself again. She went downstairs with satisfaction.
She stopped a carriage at the door and asked the driver, "How much is it to Welsh Street?"
"Thirteen francs, madam." The coachman replied.
She frowned, and it happened that she had the thirteen francs, or the food expenses these days! If she is used as a carriage, how can she come back? But then I thought, there must be a man willing to send her back after the dance!
So she said, "All right! Thirteen francs, but you have to go from Wales Square! "
3. Mo Bosang's "Necklace" composition chain [France] Mo Bosang's beautiful and moving women are often destined to be born in a family of small staff; That's what we're talking about now.
She has no dowry assets, no hope, and no way for a rich and prestigious person to know her, understand her, love her and marry her; Finally, she will marry a small clerk in the Ministry of Education. Can not pay attention to decoration, she is simple, but unfortunately like a fallen woman; Because women have no class, no family distinction, their beauty, their charm, their temptation is only for their birth and family background.
Their natural agility, outstanding instinct and submissive mind constitute their only rank, and they can elevate women among the people to the height of the highest lady. She felt that she was born for all the beautiful and luxurious things, so she felt pain.
She was very sad because of the shabby house, rough walls, outdated furniture and vulgar materials. All this may not be noticed by another woman in her position, but she is very sad and annoyed. Brittany's appearance of Meidochan, who helped her with trivial housework, caused her all kinds of sad regrets and cranky thoughts.
She dreamed of those quiet reception rooms, how to cover them with oriental curtains, how to light bronze high-legged lamps, how to send two tall waiters in shorts to take orders, and the hot air heater made both waiters doze off in the big round back chair. She dreams of a large living room covered with ancient wall clothes and exquisite furniture with priceless porcelain bottles; She dreams of those exquisite and fragrant small living rooms, where she can chat with kind boyfriends and famous men who are envied by women and eager to see them at five o'clock in the afternoon.
However, in fact, every day when eating, she sits at the small round table opposite her husband. It took three days to change the white cloth on the table. As soon as the husband lifted the lid of Tang Chi, he said cheerfully, "Ha! Good broth! There is nothing better in the world ... "So she dreamed of a rich and exquisite banquet, brilliant silverware, embroidered with fairyland-like gardens, ancient ladies and exotic birds; She dreamed of the delicious food on expensive plates and the sweet words she listened to with a bright smile when eating pink bass or grouse wings. She has no decent clothes, no jewelry and nothing.
But that's what she likes, and she thinks she was born for it. She has long expected that she can please others, be envied, be tempted and be pursued.
She has a rich girlfriend, who is a female classmate in a church girls' school, but now she doesn't want to see her, because it will always be painful to come back after seeing her. So because of her sadness, regret, disappointment and anxiety, one after another, she looked forward to one evening when her husband came back with a triumphant look, holding a big envelope in his hand.
"Look," he said, "this is something special for you." She quickly opened the envelope and pulled out an invitation with the following words printed on it: "Minister of Education Iorgi Lombono and his wife are honored to invite the Russell couple to the party held in our building on Monday 1 Month18th."
Her husband wanted her to be happy, but she threw the invitation on the table with a sad and angry face and said coldly, "What do you want me to do with this?" "However, my dear friend, I think you may be very satisfied. You never go out, this is an opportunity, a good opportunity! How hard it took me to get it.
Everyone wants an invitation, which is hard to get, but not many copies are sent to colleagues. You can see all the politicians at the party in the future. "
She looked at him angrily and then said impatiently, "What do you want me to wear to go there?" He didn't think of this layer before; He stammered, "However, you are wearing the dress to the theater. I feel fine, I ... "Seeing his wife in tears, he stopped talking in surprise and confusion.
Two big tears slowly flowed from her eyes to the quarrel place; He grinned and said, "What's the matter with you? How are you? " But she suppressed her pain with great patience, wiped her wet face and replied in a calm voice: "Nothing. But I have no clothes, so I can't go to the party.
If you have a colleague's wife who dresses better than me, you can give him this invitation. He was worried and said, "Tell you what, Mathilde.
How much is it, a decent suit, something simple that I can wear again in the future? "She thought for a few seconds to confirm her calculation, and at the same time, she also considered that this figure must be able to meet her requirements without causing surprise and rebuff from the thrifty clerk. Finally, she replied doubtfully, "I don't know the details, but I guess with 400 gold francs, I can always do it." "
His face is a little blue, because he is saving such a sum of money to buy a gun, so that he can go hunting in Nander Plain with some hunting friends on Sunday this summer. However, he replied, "That's it.
I'll give you four hundred gold francs. But you must try to make a beautiful dress. "
As the date of the party drew near, Mrs. Russell looked worried, uneasy and a little uneasy. However, her new dress has been made.
One night, her husband asked her, "How are you? Think about it, you have been very different in these three days. " So she said, "Not a jewel, not a gem, not at all. It really bothers me.
Jane is too poor. I don't want to go to the party now. "
He went on to say.
My necklace is engraved with 600 words. Mrs Fleischer looked at Mrs Loizaghi's haggard face. She felt sorry for her good friend Mrs. Loizaghi, and she was deeply sorry. "My poor Mathilde, I didn't expect you to lose the necklace. Maybe I should tell you the truth. I'm really sorry. She opened the box and studied the necklace carefully. What exquisite jewels! She remembered her beauty and nobility at the dance, which was intoxicating. Mrs Frais was so moved that she grabbed her hands and said, "Alas! My poor Mathilde; Mrs. Loizaghi didn't say anything, just stood there motionless. She seems to be in a daze. Mrs. Loizaghi took the necklace. She is very grateful to Mrs. Frais's Day. She is holding the necklace in the box. It seems particularly heavy! ...... "... she was a little angry but a little helpless. Angry because Mrs. Foday didn't tell her that it was a fake but exquisite necklace. Many years later, Mrs. Lowa has become an old woman, no different from other old women. She's helpless. The fact has already happened. She can't save her youth. Her face, which looks ten years older, can't be as beautiful as before. Mrs Frais wanted to make it up to her with a real necklace. She gave it to Mrs. Loizaghi. In fact, Mrs Frais doesn't care about losing the necklace because she has enough jewels.
My necklace is engraved with 600 words of high school students' composition. Mrs Fleischer was so moved that she grabbed her hand and said, "Alas! My poor Mathilde! ..... "Mrs. Frest looked at the gaunt face of Lu Vasov, and she felt sorry for her good friend Lu Vasov. At the same time, she is deeply sorry. "My poor Mathilde, I didn't expect you to lose the necklace. Maybe I should tell you the truth. Sorry. " Mrs Loiseau didn't say anything, but just stood there motionless. She seems to be in a daze. She is a little angry, but a little helpless. She was angry because at first. She's helpless. The fact has already happened. She can't save her youth. Her face, ten years older than before, will never be as beautiful as before. Mrs. Frais wanted to make up for the real necklace. She gave it to Madame Loise Thie. In fact, Mrs Frais doesn't care about losing the necklace because she has enough jewels. Mrs. Loistier took the necklace. She is very grateful to Mrs. Frais's Day. She is holding the necklace in the box. It seems particularly heavy. She opened the box. She remembered that she was beautiful and noble at the dance. Many years later, Mrs. Loizai became an old woman, no different from other old women. But she still reveled in the necklace at the ball and daydreamed from time to time. She thought, "Do I still have a chance to dance with a handsome guy like me at the ball in a beautiful and noble skirt and this necklace?" It happened that her husband came back from outside, and she was startled by his sudden appearance. The broken heart was startled and jumped up. She accidentally slipped the necklace from her hand and fell on the unclean floor, making a dull sound, and her dream was shattered ... She slowly picked up the necklace and stood there motionless, her eyes glazed over.
6. Follow up the article "Necklace" with a composition of about 500 words.
She felt her swollen hand twitch obviously and suddenly became cold.
"Oh, my poor Mathilde, are you okay?"
The pale face has a painful expression, and the trembling lips have lost their ability to express themselves.
"I don't want to believe this is true, Mathilde. The necklace you gave me back is exactly the same as the original one. Oh, my God! Need to take you home ... "
Mathilde, hearing nothing, stumbled back to the shabby attic without saying a word. She doesn't know and doesn't need to express anything. Everything is lost, and she has never been so fragile and scared in ten years. A few hours ago, Mathilde contentedly thought that the lost necklace, the borrowed money … everything had been paid off. Now, everything is lost, but nothing can be found back. So she searched desperately and suddenly thought of the skirt. For ten years, she dare not expect luxury and beauty, but she doesn't want to pawn any more. Mathilde carefully lifted it out of the bottom of the box, but now the thick waist can't get in. She is so old in the mirror, with red hands and rough dark skin, which doesn't match the gorgeous color of the skirt. She gave a wry smile. The mistake of fate made her born in the beauty of the staff family, and it was also the mistake of fate that deprived her of all the rights of beauty, pride and vanity.
Just thinking, I heard a dull knock at the door and my husband came back. Mathilda has a sad face. She decided not to tell her husband. What if she did? Poor Lou Oizel! They have to live. Mathilde suddenly felt much better. She is used to this fate. Maybe one day, the mistake of fate will make them live a better life. Maybe … Mathilde thought, quickly picked up the skirt and stuffed it into the locked box. Suddenly, with a clang, Mathilde recognized that it was a necklace worth 500 francs …
7. Everyone will love beauty after Mathilde was compensated for 800 words, but the protagonist in the novel is too vain.
Although Mathilde was beautiful and moving, she was born in an ordinary family, and finally she had no choice but to marry a coolie. Later, like ordinary women, I lived my own life.
A dance gave her a chance to show herself, but she thought of giving up attending because she didn't have beautiful clothes. Finally, her husband bought her a dress that fit her well, but she wanted a necklace to set off her beauty, so she borrowed it.
When she faced the dazzling beautiful world, her indecisive attitude of "looking first", "looking second" and "looking later", her joy of "heart beating" when she saw the diamond necklace, her ecstasy when she put on the necklace and looked in the mirror, and her actions of "jumping, hugging and running" after borrowing the necklace vividly portrayed her love for beauty. The excitement and intoxication of dancing at the party pushed her love of beauty to * * *. After returning home, before removing makeup, she "took a look at herself while this dazzling dress was still on her body", and she loved beauty to the point of being reluctant to part. Even though she was in trouble because of her lust for beauty, she "recalled the dance that year." How beautiful and charming she was that night! " Mathilde loves beauty without regret!
When I finished watching the "lost necklace" part, I couldn't help thinking, "Why did she choose to pay back the money like this? In fact, she can escape or breach the contract, escape and escape punishment. Or tell a friend the truth. But she didn't do it, which shows her self-esteem. Or you can attract men's attention with your beauty in the street at night, and it's easy to pay off debts. At that time, many women in France were willing to sell their personality and sacrifice their dignity to enjoy high material consumption. But she still didn't do it. Lowa fell "decisively" and said, "I want it back! "Without any hesitation, they silently and resolutely chose a life full of thorns, and walked through the wind and rain together, yesterday, today and tomorrow. Mathilde washed clothes, did housework, bargained, was laughed at, and saved a penny. Originally noble and beautiful, she turned into a vulgar woman holding her hair at random and wearing a crooked skirt, revealing a pair of bare hands. She has changed. The friction of a poor life changes not only her appearance, but also her spirit. Hard work and life have brought her unrealistic fantasy back to the real ground from the clouds, and now there is a new Mathilde.
8. Necklace continues to write 600 compositions. The Necklace Continues to Write in Grade Eight | 600 Words | Other Introduction: Mo Bosang's well-known Necklace is an excellent short story familiar to middle school students, especially literature lovers.
Today, our Chinese class is Mo Bosang's necklace. The homework given to us by the teacher is The Necklace Continuation.
We are not Gao E, and we dare not dream of continuing to write a dream of red mansions, but it seems that we have plans to continue to write a short ending for the necklace. "alas! My poor Mathilde! But my hanging is fake, worth 500 francs at most! Hearing this, poor Mathilde was dizzy at once, and the sky seemed to be falling.
She grabbed Mrs. Fleischer and said, "Oh, my God, that necklace, my youth, paid for me, for fainting before I finished speaking." Somehow, she felt that she was back at the party, wearing a real diamond necklace and spinning wildly.
At this moment, a female guest came over. "She must be jealous of my beauty," she thought. The female guest came forward and said, "Are you feeling better, madam?" Then Mathilde knew that she was lying in a hospital bed.
Ten years of youth and a thousand years of beauty are buried in a necklace! ? Mathilde, I wish this were a dream. Mrs. Frais's Day came to see her.
They reached an agreement that Mathilde could choose to accept forty thousand francs or a necklace. In addition, Madame Frais will pay Mathilde 6,000 francs and compensation for mental damage.
She accepted the latter. She went home wearing a necklace.
On the way, she thought, "I finally have a necklace of my own." However, when her husband knew that she didn't choose money, he swore: "You idiot! Can a diamond necklace fill your stomach? Wear it for a lifetime! " Then he slammed the door with six thousand francs.
Mathilde was completely desperate. However, she would rather beg along the street than sell necklaces, and even less live by hook or by crook. This is her lifelong belief, and she is confident that she will not owe anyone anything in this life.
Christmas is coming, and the holy snowflakes fall from the sky, as big as plum blossoms, flying all over the sky, full of gloom and busyness, laying a thick snow mattress on the whole city of Paris. Some people sing and dance, others give gifts to each other. In the joyful atmosphere, no one noticed a beggar in rags sitting in the corner with a diamond necklace around his neck.