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Excerpts from good sentences:
1, the swallow has gone, and there is time to come again; Willow withered, there is a time to green again; The peach blossom has withered, but it has blossomed again. But, smart, tell me, why are our days gone forever? Someone stole them: who is that? Where is it hidden? They escaped by themselves: where are they now?
2. When washing your hands, the days come from the basin; When eating, the days come from the rice bowl; When I am silent, I come from my eyes.
3. Like a drop of water on the tip of a needle in the sea, my days are dripping in the stream of time, without sound or shadow.
4. The author made a high summary of the passage of more than 8,000 days, which made the time pass in an abstract way. Smoke is like fog? Metaphor is common and Lenovo is novel. Light smoke and fog are covered in an instant? Blow it away? By? Steamed? The days are so short.
People under the electric light only feel like ants and don't miss them. This is the last dream; Unfortunately, it is the shortest dream! Darkness came before us again and again, and we saw the dim and swaying lights on the empty boat on the shore. Our dream woke up and we knew we were going ashore; Our hearts are full of disillusionment.
7. The coming days are like smoke, scattered by the breeze and evaporated by Chu Yang, such as fog; What traces did I leave?
8. When the light is on, the darkness becomes heavy: the hazy water surface is like a dream; The occasional flashing light is the eyes of a dream.
9. Wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe, he hobbled to the railway and leaned down slowly. It's not difficult.
10, among the layers of leaves, some white flowers are scattered, some are blooming gracefully, and some are patting the flowers shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance.
1 1, at first glance, sparse Woods, faint moon, lined with blue sky, quite like a wild river crossing; There, dense and gloomy, seems to be endless darkness: almost unbelievable, it is the bustling Qinhuai River. However, the dim lights in the river, the vertical and horizontal painting boats, the melodious flute rhyme and the squeak of the huqin finally let us know the Qinhuai River, which is as green as old wine.
12. To get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump down and climb up. Father is a fat man, so it is naturally more troublesome to walk there.
13, thin blue fog floating in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong.
14, that winter, my grandmother died and my father's errand was handed over. It never rains but it pours. I went from Beijing to Xuzhou, and I plan to go home with my father.
15, I always think that children should belong to the whole world, not a country, a town or a family. So, I can't tolerate children in China being called westerners? Foreign devil? . But this teenage white child is trapped in two stereotypes of race and country. He has learned to use the advantages of race and the strength of the country to attack me. This attack is actually a small shadow of many attacks, and his face is printed with a diplomatic history of China. He came to Shanghai for a few days, or for a long time, and his father, parents, husband, father, even the same country, the same species trampled on the pride of the people of China; And his reading materials added fuel to the fire, making China useless, so as to gain his prestige.
16. I couldn't help crying when I saw my father and the messy things in the yard in Xuzhou and thought of my grandmother. Father said,? That's the truth, don't be sad, but God never shuts one door but he opens another! ?