1, in the endless work calendar, sadness is also a program, making a fire is fun, and even a face with nothing is decorated with scars. ...

2. Hate is a piece of ice, which melts when heated.

Everyone has only his name, and everyone has the same rights.

In the process of singing, grandma sometimes advances, sometimes retreats, sometimes flies, and youth instantly returns to her, making her look like a flower. Everyone was attracted by her.

I am so afraid of my grandfather that I always feel that his green eyes are staring at me.

6. The light and shadow are no longer swaying, and the moonlight is clearly printed on the floor, which looks so sad and quiet.

When I was young, I imagined myself as a beehive. All kinds of ordinary rough people, like bees, send the knowledge and thoughts of life into the hive. They tried their best to enrich my mind generously. This kind of bee is often dirty and bitter, but as long as it is knowledge, it is honey.

8, gloomy autumn, not only can't see the sun, but also can't feel the warmth of the sun, and even forget the existence of the sun-in this autumn, I lost my way in the Woods more than once. When you are far away from the road, exhausted and unable to find the path, you have to tread the muddy road, step over the thorns and step on the uneven mound and go straight ahead. In this way, you can always walk on the wide road in the end!

9. When night comes, something as powerful, fresh and caring as a loving mother, like a hug, is gently touched by silence like a warm and furry hand, brushing away everything that should be forgotten in memory and all the fine dust that erodes people during the day.

10, rising against the current, raising high and warm as colorful branches in spring.

1 1. On the blue surface of the Volga River, orange-red ships are upstream, and golden blades are slowly drifting downstream.

12, a few days after the burial, my grandfather said to me, "Hey, Lacey, you are not a medal. You can't always hang it around my neck. This is not your place. Go to the earth to make a living ... "

13, people often hear their songs and stop to watch them from the window. The upturned face reminds me of dirty dishes that haven't been washed yet.

14, so I went to the earth.

15, it's dazzling outside. My bird is playing in the cage, and the yellow bird, the gray bird and the goldfinch are singing.

16. In people's minds, joy and sadness are almost intertwined, alternating with each other at an unpredictable and puzzling speed.

17, "wake up, everyone is dead. What is this? Isn't the bird dead?"

18, that's it, I made a decision. This autumn, I'm going to Kazan, hoping I can go to college there.

2. Who has the beautiful words in the book Childhood? I'm so afraid of grandpa, I always feel that his green eyes are staring at me all the time.

People often hear their songs and stop to look at them from the window. The upturned face reminds me of dirty dishes that haven't been washed yet.

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.

From then on, I looked at people with anxiety, as if the skin on my heart had been torn off, so this heart became unbearable sensitive to all humiliation and pain, whether it was my own or others'.

Everyone just has his name, and the rights are the same for everyone.

Officials are like naughty children who break the law as soon as they come up.

In the endless work calendar, sadness is also a program, making a fire is fun, and even scars are an ornament on a face with nothing. ...

Resentment is a piece of ice, which melts when heated.

Her series of "afterlife" seems to me to be a ladder, leaving her and extending deeply down to a dark place and a lonely place.

Don't worry about adults! Adults don't study well; God is testing them. You haven't been tested. You should live according to your children's ideas. Wait for God to open your heart, tell you what to do and show you the way to go. You got it? As for who made what mistake-it's none of your business. It is up to God to judge and punish. He's in charge, not us!

3. A good word, sentence and paragraph from Childhood: dim, trembling, fearful, agile, frequently chanting, still timid, whispering, depressed, showing off gentle and clear trembling, refuting, smooth trembling, silent cover of Kitchen God, sudden and erratic, full of interest and sparkling. From a good sentence: 1 A few days after my mother was buried, my grandfather said to me, "Hey, Lacey, you are not a medal. You can't always hang it around my neck. This is not for you.

"So, I went to the earth. In the gloomy autumn, I can't see the sun, I can't feel its warmth, and I even forget the existence of the sun-in this autumn, I lost my way in the forest more than once. When you are far away from the road, exhausted and unable to find the path, you have to tread the muddy road, step over the thorns and step on the uneven mound and go straight ahead.

In this way, you can always walk on the wide road in the end! So, I made a decision. This autumn, I'm going to Kazan, hoping I can go to college there.

On the blue surface of the Volga River, orange-red ships are upstream, and golden leaves are slowly drifting downstream. Music is full of sadness, like a river running down the mountain, stirring in the room.

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.

6 Zoka Aoka blushed and walked into the middle of the kitchen, jumping up like a flame: his hands were raised high, his steps were too fast to distinguish, and his shirt trembled and shone like a burning flame. He danced wildly, as if he could jump all over the city by opening the door and letting him out! 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.

7 "Wake up, everyone will die. What is this? Isn't that bird dying? " The shadow of the lamp is no longer swaying, and the moonlight is clearly printed on the floor, which looks so sad and quiet. 9 Wide and Straight Road God has given you vast wealth with axes and shovels. Why is there only the sound of hooves and the rise and fall of dust?

10 The sun shines obliquely on the table, and two long-necked bottles filled with Gowasu wine and vodka shine with dark green light. 1 1 It's dazzling outside.

My bird is playing in the cage, and the yellow bird, the gray bird and the goldfinch are singing. 12 The autumn rain continued, the autumn wind roared, the branches swayed, it was cold and humid outside, but it was warm as spring inside, and everyone sat next to each other and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Everyone was infected by him and trembled with him. 13 From then on, I observed people with uneasy feelings, as if the skin on my heart had been torn off, so this heart became unbearable sensitive to all humiliation and pain, whether it was my own or others'.

14 Everyone just has his name and everyone has the same rights. 15 officials are like naughty children, who violate all the laws as soon as they come up.

16 in the endless work calendar, sadness is also a program, making a fire is fun, and even scars are not embellished on the face ... 17 resentment is a piece of ice, which melts when it is warmed. 18 Her series of "afters" seems to me to be a ladder, leaving her and extending deeply down to a dark place and a lonely place.

19 Stay out of adults' business! Adults don't study well; God is testing them. You haven't been tested. You should live according to your children's ideas. Wait for God to open your heart, tell you what to do and show you the way to go.

You got it? As for who made what mistake-it's none of your business. It is up to God to judge and punish.

He's in charge, not us! 1. On the blue surface of the Volga River, orange-red ships are going upstream, and golden blades are slowly drifting downstream. I am so afraid of my grandfather that I always feel that his green eyes are staring at me.

2 1. Music is full of sadness, like a river running down the mountain, stirring in the room. 22. People often hear their songs and stop to see them under the window. The upturned face reminds me of dirty dishes that haven't been washed yet.

She looks fierce today, but when I asked her why her hair is so long, she still said in a warm and soft tone like yesterday, "It seems that the punishment given to me by the world, God said: comb your damn hair!" When I was young, I boasted about having horsehair, but when I was old, I cursed. You sleep! It's still early-the sun just rose after sleeping all night ... ""I don't want to sleep! " "If you don't want to sleep, don't sleep well," she immediately agreed, knitting her hair and looking at the sofa. Mother was lying on the sofa, face up, straight as a string.

"How did you break the milk bottle yesterday? You laugh! " Grandma seems to be singing with her heart. Every word is as gentle, bright and rich as a flower, and it has firmly entered my memory at once. When she smiled, her eyes, as black as a black cherry, were round and shining with an indescribable light of happiness. In her smile, her white and powerful teeth are happily exposed.

Although the skin is dark and there are many wrinkles on both cheeks, the whole face still looks young and clear. But this face was ruined by a soft nose, swollen nostrils and a red nose tip.

She sniffed tobacco from a black snuff bottle inlaid with silver. Her clothes are all black, but through her eyes, an eternal, happy and warm light comes from his heart.

Her waist is almost hunched, fat and fat, but as light and agile as a big cat and as soft as this lovely animal.

The famous poem about childhood, 1, is always unique and irreplaceable: this is the memory of childhood. -French novelist and dramatist Dugard's childhood famous saying "Tibor"

2, don't wait, white young head, empty and sad. -Yue Fei

Childhood is a stage in the process of continuous regeneration of life, and human beings live forever in this process of continuous regeneration. -Irish playwright Bernard Shaw, Parents and Children

4. Efforts should be made to make children have a strong body, let them spend a peaceful and quiet childhood in a loving environment, and let their good self-confidence extend as much as possible. Madame Curie

5. The ability to think objectively is rationality, and the emotion based on rationality is humility. Only by getting rid of the childhood fantasy of trying to be omniscient and omnipotent can we be objective and use our own rationality. -German psychiatrist Fromm childhood quotes

I don't have any talent, but I like to get to the bottom of it. -Einstein

7. The greatest pride in life is to realize childhood dreams as an adult. -Ma Jia

8. Don't try to know everything, or you will know nothing. Democritus

9. I remember, I remember, the tall fir trees are lush; I often think that its delicate treetops are next to the blue sky; That was my childhood dream. Now I know that heaven is farther away from us than I thought when I was a child, which inevitably makes me unhappy. -British poet Thomas Hood "I remember, I remember"

10, children are the key to heaven. -Merry stoddard's Children's Prayer

1 1. The more questions a child asks, the more he knows about his surroundings in his early childhood. The cleverer he is at school, the brighter his eyes and the sharper his memory. To cultivate a child's intelligence, he must be taught to think. -Soviet educator Suhomlinski

12, praise childhood, which brought the beauty of heaven in our earthly hardships. Amir

13, false knowledge is better than ignorance. Ignorance is like a clearing where you can cultivate and sow seeds, while pseudology is like a wasteland full of weeds, which is almost impossible to pull out. Kantu

14, childhood ignorance is lovely, youth ignorance is ridiculous, youth ignorance is pitiful, middle-aged ignorance is pathetic, and old age ignorance is pathetic. -Professor of Beijing Normal University and cultural scholar Yu Dan said in his childhood.

15, the blade comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold. Put pen to paper shocks the wind and rain, and poetry becomes tears. -Du Fu

16. To be true bosom friends, we must trust each other. Lev tolstoy: childhood, adolescence and youth.

17, childhood is the most wonderful stage of life. At that time, children were a flower and a fruit, a hazy intelligence, an endless activity and a strong desire. -French writer Balzac's "Huxuer Miro"

18, if my childhood could be repeated, I would not waste it. I will spend every minute studying! -Indian poet, writer, philosopher, 19 13 Nobel Prize in Literature winner Tagore's "The Realization of Wishes".

19, if good feelings are not formed in childhood, then you can't cultivate them at any time. Because the formation of people's sincere feelings is related to the understanding of the most important truth and the experience and feeling of the most delicate part of the motherland's language. -Suhomlinski

20. What we know is limited, and what we don't know is infinite. Laplace

On the blue surface of the Volga River, orange-red ships are upstream, and golden leaves are slowly drifting downstream.

I am so afraid of my grandfather that I always feel that his green eyes are staring at me.

Music is full of sadness, like a river running down the mountain, stirring in the room.

People often hear their songs and stop to look at them from the window. The upturned face reminds me of dirty dishes that haven't been washed yet.

"Well, 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.

"Hey, Lekszi, you are not a medal. You can't keep hanging it around my neck. This is not your territory. Go to the earth to make a living. "

So, I went to the earth.

It took me a long time to finally understand. 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.

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.

"Wake up, everyone will die. What is this? Isn't that bird dying, too? "

The shadow of the lamp is no longer swaying, and the moonlight is clearly printed on the floor, which looks so bleak and peaceful.

Wide and straight road, your width is given by God with axe and shovel, but why do you only have the sound of hooves and dust flying?

The sun shone obliquely on the table, and two long-necked bottles containing Gowasu wine and vodka flashed dark green.

It's dazzling outside. My bird is playing in the cage, and the yellow bird, the gray bird and the goldfinch are singing.

Autumn rain, autumn wind, swaying branches, cold and wet outside, but warm as spring inside, everyone sat next to each other, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

6. The sentence described psychologically in the book "Childhood Aletha" was beaten by my grandfather because I put the tablecloth in the dye vat and rested in bed.

Later, my grandfather came to see him and told him about his time as a tracker on the Volga River when he was young. My grandfather told me the excerpt. The clip mainly describes two scenes: one is the scene where the tracker pulls the optical fiber, and the other is the scene where the tracker rests.

These two scenes vividly show the life of Russian trackers in the first half of19th century. On the one hand, the tracker's work is heavy, painful and unbearable.

Sailing barefoot against the current, with an oily sun on the top and sharp and profitable gravel on the bottom. Bow your head, your bones rattle, and you can't see the road clearly because you are sweating. Even if you fall, it is a happy thing, because you can take the opportunity to catch your breath.

This scene reminds people of the image of the tracker in the oil painting "Tracker on the Volga River" by the famous Russian painter Lie Bin. The life of a tracker is heavy and difficult. Here, the author insists on his own realistic writing principle, without exaggeration or imagination, and depicts a tracker's struggle in the scorching sun as a straight line, which makes people move after reading it.

On the other hand, the tracker's attitude towards the heavy life is cheerful and optimistic. During the break, they sang their favorite songs while cooking, shouting so loudly that they didn't even know the porridge was overflowing.

Faced with the hardships of life, they did not sigh or be silent, but worked hard at work and vented during the rest. In order to express the heroic songs of the trackers, the author used the Volga River as a foil.

"At this time, the flowing water of the Volga River seems to flow faster, and the river rushes up like a runaway wild horse and goes straight into the sky." Comparing the scene of working during the day with the scene of resting at night, the tragic life and optimistic and cheerful attitude of Russian trackers are clearly reflected.

This clip is one of the few positive descriptions of my grandfather in the book Childhood. Aletha listened to Grandpa's story and felt that Grandpa had become a character in Grandma's fairy tale, from a thin little old man to a Hercules in the fairy tale. A man was pulling a huge gray cargo ship and using a string in the upper reaches of the Volga River.

On the other hand, it also shows that grandpa has some good qualities besides being cruel, selfish, cold and stingy. If it weren't for the social pressure at that time, maybe he wouldn't be such a wicked man that Aletha hated later. This is an indictment of the dark society.

7. The good things in the book "Childhood" are dim clothes, grinning, talking to myself, shivering, inexplicable fear, and caring for talkative people.

Smile, anxiety, weakness, Li Lisuo, crooked, messy, at sixes and sevens, come and go, listless, radiant, naked, eyes closed, livid, groaning, tossing about desolation, out of complaint, silent, dirty, warm and bright, disappearing, trembling, livid, legs closed, silent, silent.

Courage, clear memory, clear autumn sky, clear upstream, rumbling, smiling, standing and crowded.

Tears in his eyes, monsters, sages, mysterious and indifferent, silently observing, strict, reluctant, affectionate and bright.

Asahi, Asahi, dazzling red, golden, warm and sparkling, the rising sun, colorful and tragic.

Deafening, cruel, disappearing hatred, scrambling, intense pain, silent uniform, harsh, heartless, contemptuous, tired, envious, clean, beautiful, praying, clear and touching the bottom.

Weak and patient