Childhood excerpts and appreciation

Excerpt 1, grandma held my hand tightly, she was crying, and her whole body was shaking, which made my hand shake.

She tried to push me to my father's side. I don't want to go. I'm scared!

I've never seen such a fight, and I have a strange fear.

I don't understand what grandma repeatedly said to me:

"Come, say goodbye to dad, son. He is a minor, but he is dead. You'll never see him again, dear ... "

Feeling ignorant, young Aletha didn't know what his father's death meant, let alone what impact it would have on him. Just when Aletha was unprepared, his tragic fate had quietly arrived.

Excerpt 2. My mother is tall and burly, with strong bones and extremely strong hands. She always dresses up for Li Suosuo.

But now I can't. My clothes are crooked and messy. Her hair used to be combed bare and stuck to her head like a big bright hat, but now it is pulled over her bare shoulders. She knelt there and some of her hair touched her father's face.

I stood in the room for a long time, but she didn't look at me. She just combed her father's hair and shed tears.

My feelings can be seen from my mother's untidiness: the death of my father is the sky falling for her; From mother to father

Comb one's hair reflects a mother's deep love for her father.

Excerpt 3. Zokaka blushed and walked into the middle of the kitchen, jumping up like a flame: his hands were high, his steps were indistinguishable, his shirt was shaking and shining 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.

I feel that the author wrote the dirty environment in which the protagonist lived at that time very well and made great efforts in language description. Make the article vivid and immersive, and have a deeper understanding of beauty and ugliness and people's complex feelings.

Before my grandmother came, I seemed to fall asleep in the dark. Since she appeared in front of me, my sleeping heart has been awakened by her; She let me see the light, she let me connect everything around and weave a colorful wreath. Before long, she became my lifelong friend and the most considerate person. She knows me well and I respect her. She is full of selfless love for the world and life. This kind of love makes me feel full, makes me full of confidence in life, makes me work hard in troubled times, and makes me strong forever in difficult days.

I feel that Alesha Jr.' s previous life was not interesting. Her grandmother was simply a ray of sunshine in his life, which lit up his life. In that dark and cold society, I gave Alesha infinite care and warmth, and gave him useful instruction.

Excerpt 5 The weather is sunny, windy and calm. It is rare to have such good weather. My grandmother and I stayed on the deck from morning till night. Under the clear sky, the banks of the Volga River are covered with a layer of golden red by the autumn wind, which looks like two beautiful silks and satins. The orange boat drifted lazily upstream. The leaves beat the gray-blue river rhythmically, making a rumbling sound. There is a gray barge at the stern, led by a long towing rope, serene and leisurely, as lifelike as a water turtle. Over the Volga River, the sun is spinning unconsciously, and everything in the world, mountains and rivers, is changing all the time. The winding green hills, like the folds of gorgeous clothes on the earth, have very beautiful lines. Villages stand on both sides of the river, which is convenient for urban transportation. It looks like pieces of biscuits. Golden autumn leaves float on the water.

The author used many figurative sentences and presented a beautiful picture when describing the scene he saw on the ship.

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