Story of Sahara, Good Words and Sentences 100

1. Sahara stories, words and sentences ① Sahara desert P 12 1 ladder.

Day after day, I, a "black sheep" who didn't grow up in the desert, tried to spend that long and depressing time vividly.

This is a cool autumn.

(2) (It's character description. . Personally, it's not bad. ) P 123 started from scratch.

He wore a khaki shirt and dirty jeans that day, and hugged my arm strongly, but his hands were rough, his hair and beard were covered with yellow dust, and the wind blew on his face, Jiao Hong, and his lips were chapped, but his eyes seemed to have a dull pain caused by trauma.

(3) (and this) P239 crying camel

She slowly opened her arms, wrapped in a dark blue dress and combed a low bun, and greeted me affectionately. Her eyes reveal true feelings. The sky behind her doesn't know when there is no morning gray cloud, and it is as blue as water.

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There is no second Sahara in the world. Only those who love it will show you its beauty and gentleness, return your love silently with its eternal earth and sky, and promise your promise silently. I hope your children and grandchildren will be born in its arms.

There are many good paragraphs in the book, and the whole book is also very durable. I hope you can finish reading it! O(∩_∩)O

2. The story of San Mao Sahara 1. Every time I miss you, a grain of sand falls from the sky, thus forming the Sahara.

2. Take a second to turn around and leave, and a lifetime to forget.

When you know it's going to rain, you should take an umbrella. When you know it won't succeed, please don't start!

4. Some people leave and never come back, so waiting and hesitation are the most ruthless killers in this world!

The words "promise" and "oath" are both intentional.

6. What are you doing? I am looking up at the sky. What is a 30-degree look? This is the way I miss her. Why do you want to raise your head to 30 degrees? In order not to let my tears fall.

7. My life is full of warmth. I gave you everything, and you left me. How to smile at others in the future?

8. Some people will be engraved in their memories forever. Even if they forget his voice, his smile and his face, the feeling when they think of him will never change.

9. Love is a debt owed in my last life, and I will pay it back in this life-I must have been vulgar in my last life, so I have no debt to pay back in this life!

3. What are the good words and sentences in the story of the Sahara desert? What are the good words and sentences in the story of the Sahara desert?

1. Day after day, I, a "black sheep" who didn't grow up in the desert, tried to spend that long and depressing time vividly.

2. People are really strange. Without outsiders to prove you, you often can't see your own value.

She slowly opened her arms, wrapped in a dark blue dress and combed a low bun, and greeted me affectionately. Her eyes reveal true feelings. The sky behind her doesn't know when there is no morning gray cloud, and it is as blue as water.

4. There is no second Sahara in the world. Only those who love it will show you its beauty and gentleness, return your love silently with its eternal earth and sky, and promise your promise silently. I hope your children and grandchildren will be born in its arms.

A free life, in my explanation, is spiritual civilization.

The Sahara Desert is a series of stories set in the desert. Because of the attraction of a geography magazine, Sanmao walked into the desolate and monotonous Sahara desert with her luggage, looking for the truth, goodness and beauty of life in the desert. Every story in the book is full of romantic and affectionate exoticism, and the unique topography and customs of the desert are reflected between the lines.

Don't ask me where I come from. Wandering-wandering-wandering far away-Sanmao's life is short, but his experience is extraordinary. When Sanmao was twenty years old, she was autistic and rebellious when she dropped out of school. After studying in Spain, Germany and the United States, she gradually grew into an independent and confident young man. 1974, San Mao and Jose got married in the Sahara desert and started a family from scratch, and her literary creation career began. After moving to the Canary Islands, Sanmao's life gradually settled down and her creation reached its peak.

4. appreciation of the story of Sahara 1. At dusk, the sun sets and the vast desert is dyed blood red. Then the drums sounded.

Get up, its sound is very depressing, monotonous and travels far, if it is not known in advance that it is a wedding, this kind.

The mysterious rhythm is really scary. I put on my sweater and walked to Handy's house, imagining myself running at the same time.

The beautiful story of Arabian Nights.

The combination of dynamic and static shows the author's mood at that time with the colors and drums of the desert.

After dinner, we sat on the roof. There was no wind that night. Jose told me to turn on the light, and it came on. Swarms of flying insects rushed over at once. They kept circling around the light, as if it were the only living thing they knew.

The two of us watch these little flying insects.

"What are you thinking?" Jose said.

"I was thinking that moths must be very happy when they put out the fire."

"I was thinking, why do we have to make furniture? Why can't we sit on the mat all our lives like Saharans? "

"Because we are not them."

"Why can't I change it, let me ask you?" I didn't think of this question until I held three pieces of wood.

"Why don't they eat pork?" Jose smiled.

"That is a religious issue, not a lifestyle issue."

"Why don't you like camel meat? Can't Christianity eat camels? "

"In my religion, camels are used for threading needles, not for other purposes."

"So we still need furniture to live a life without sadness."

That afternoon, I was sorting out several boxes of books shipped by sea and came across some photos of myself.

One, wearing a long skirt, fur coat, combed hair and long earrings, is listening to The Clown of Berlin Opera House.

The other is a winter night in Madrid, singing, dancing and drinking red wine with a large group of prodigals (women) in a small hotel in the old city. I am very beautiful in the photo, with long hair hanging down my shoulders and a smile.

I looked at the past one by one, leaving a big pile of photos and falling to the ground in vain. That kind of mood is like a dead body, which leads my soul to the homesickness platform to meet his relatives.

The sand is the same sand, the sky is the same sky and the tornado is the same tornado. At the end of this isolated world, in a place as primitive as heaven and earth, unfamiliar terms such as the United Nations, The Hague International Court of Justice and national self-determination are as faint and unreal as smoke to many people who really live here.

"This is my land and my parents are buried here." Shaida's eyes suddenly blurred, as if there were some unspeakable secrets and hidden pains in her heart, so she sat still and forgot to speak again.

"What about you? San Mao? " It was a long time before she asked me.

"I don't want to. I like it here. "

"What attracts you here?" She asked me strangely.

"What attracts me here? The sky is vast, scorching sun and storms, and there are joys and sorrows in a lonely life. Even these ignorant people, I love and hate them the same, very confused, alas! I can't figure it out myself. "

"What will happen to you if this land is yours?"

"Probably like you, I study nursing, but actually-what's the difference between mine and mine?" I sighed.

There is no second Sahara in the world. Only to those who love it, it presents its beauty and gentleness to you, silently returns your love with its eternal earth and sky, and silently promises you. I hope your children and grandchildren will be born in its arms.

Don't drag out an ignoble existence, go into exile!

Friend, we didn't know each other before, and we haven't met now, but why should we meet when we meet in life?

I don't feel close to you in Taipei, and I don't feel far away from you in Africa. As long as we know each other and appreciate each other, the end of the world is really so close!

Although I often hold the rudder of the boat of life, in the dark, I hang the shining guiding star quietly, but it is my God. I'll go wherever he tells me to go. In my heart, there is no fear, no sadness, only a little disappointment of parting.

Because of God's eternal love, I can learn to love everyone, every plant, every tree and every piece of sand in the world.

2. "I don't want it Give it to my family first, then decorate it for me. I don't need clothes in the desert. "

He still wears leather shoes with holes in the soles to work.

In a word, he wrote Jose's simple family-oriented character and the hardships of life at that time.

The sun shines like molten iron, and I am basked in watching the world rotate slowly.

Write about Jose's hard work at that time and the weather.

5. It takes 100 to 200 words to find out the specific content of the Sahara story. The Story of the Sahara mainly describes what San Mao and Jose saw and heard when they lived in the Sahara desert, and the story of making friends with the story of the Sahara. Every story reveals the forbearing woman's love for life and her determination to face difficulties. It is composed of more than a dozen wonderful and moving essays. Among them, "Hotel in the Desert" is the first article that Sanmao picked up after adapting to the desolate and monotonous desert life. Since then, Sanmao has written a series of stories set in the desert.

Sanmao used her heart to adapt and care for this big desert. In her works, people and events in the Sahara desert are colorful. As a wanderer, Sanmao easily tells the details of her life and experience in the Sahara desert: the novelty of the desert, the joy of life, the riddled tents, the tin huts, the dromedary camels and the flocks of goats. In the book, no matter whether Jose treats fans like rain, or their simple wedding, fishing at the seaside and building their most beautiful house from scratch in the desert, there is a deep and warm love between them.

6. The story of Sahara is no less than 800 excerpts. A woman has scraped all the black slurry off her body, but she hasn't washed it off yet. Outside, her child cried. She ran out naked, brought in a few months old baby and sat on the ground to nurse.

The sewage from her chin, neck, face and hair flows to her chest, and the child sucks milk with this sewage. I stared at this horrible and filthy scene, and my stomach churned again. I couldn't bear it any longer, so I turned and ran out of the room.

I ran all the way to the outermost room, took a few breaths of fresh air, and then went back to the barbed wire to get clothes to wear. "They say you don't take a shower, just stand and watch. What is there to see? " The proprietress asked me with great interest.

"See how you take a bath." I answered her with a smile.

"You spent forty dollars just to have a look?" Her eyes widened. "Not expensive, it's worth coming.

""this is the outside of the body, but also the inside. " She said again.

"Wash inside?" I don't understand what she said. She made a gesture to gut me and surprised me.

"Where to wash? Please tell me. " I was surprised and happy, and my clothes were buckled wrong.

"At the seaside, go and have a look. In Bohado Bay, a lot of marijuana was built. In spring, I will go there for seven days and wash for seven days. " When I was cooking at night, I said to Jose, "She said she would wash it in it, too, by the sea in Bohado."

""Did you hear me right? "Jose was also taken aback." Yes, she also made a gesture. I want to have a look.

"I begged jose. It is not far from the small town of Ayong on the Atlantic coast. It takes less than 400 miles to go back and forth, and it can go back and forth in one day.

We heard that there is a bay in Bohado, and the other coast of Western Sahara, nearly a thousand miles away, is almost all rocks and has no beach. The car drove along the sand until the sea was not lost, and it took another hour to slowly find Bohado Bay on the rocky shore.

"Look, it's down there." Jose said.

Our car stopped at the edge of a broken rock, dozens of meters below, and the blue sea water quietly flowed into a semi-circular bay. There are countless white tents on the beach in the bay. Men, women and children walk around and look very comfortable and peaceful. "This troubled times and this kind of life.

"I sighed with envy. This is simply the realm of the Peach Blossom Garden. I can't go down. I've looked everywhere. The people below must have their secret path.

"Jose said after walking on the cliff. Jose pulled the new hemp rope out of the car and tied it to the bumper. Then he piled a big stone on the edge of the wheel and stuck it. When the rope was fastened, he threw it off the cliff.

"I'll teach you, don't hang your whole body weight on the rope. You should step on the stone under your feet. The rope is just to stabilize your things. Are you afraid? " I stood on the edge of the cliff and listened to his explanation. The wind made people tremble. "Are you afraid?" Ask me again.

"Very scared, quite scared." I'll be honest.

"Well, I'm afraid I'll go down first and you come." Jose went down with photographic equipment on his back.

I took off my shoes and hung barefoot on the cliff. A strange bird circled me halfway. I was afraid it would peck my eyes, so I had to hurry down to the ground. As a result, I was distracted and fell to the ground without much fear. "shh! This way.

"Jose is behind a big stone. When I landed, Jose told me not to make any noise. I saw three or five naked Sahrawi women carrying seawater.

These women carried the seawater from the bucket to the beach and poured it into a big jar with a belt tube under it to hold the water. One woman was lying on the beach, and the other put a tube into her body, like an enema, while holding a jar in her hand, and water flowed into her intestines through the tube.

I gave Jose a push, pointed to the telephoto lens and told him to put it on. He forgot to take a picture and looked amazed. Water flowed out of a big jar, and the woman next to it poured another jar of seawater and continued to pour it on the lying woman. After three times, the woman couldn't help moaning, and then she poured a big bucket of water. She began to scream, as if in great pain.

We are afraid to see behind the rock. This hose was finally pulled out and inserted into another woman's stomach for cleaning, and the woman who had poured water here was poured into her mouth again.

According to the proprietress of "Spring", it takes seven days to wash the interior three times a day. This is a veritable spring cleaning. It is incredible that a person's body can hold so much water. After a while, the woman covered in water staggered to her feet and walked slowly towards us.

She squatted on the beach and began to excrete. There are countless dirty things in her stomach, many of which are spilled. She immediately backed off and spilled it again. At the same time, she grabbed the sand with her hand, covered her spilled feces in front of her, spilled and buried it like this, and spilled more than a dozen piles without stopping. I couldn't help laughing when the woman squatted there and suddenly sang. Her scene was so funny that I couldn't help laughing.

Jose jumped up and covered my mouth, but it was too late. When the naked woman turned around and saw us behind the stone, her face was twisted with fear and her mouth was open. She ran dozens of steps screaming.

When we are called by her, we must stand up straight. When we watched it again, many people ran out of the tent over there. The woman pointed at us and they came at us angrily. "Run, jose.

"I want to laugh and feel nervous. I let out a yell and started running. After running, I called back: "It's very important to take a good photo camera! "We fled to the rope, jose pushed me hard. I don't know where I got the skill. I soon reached the edge of the cliff, and Jose climbed up quickly. The terrible thing is that there is obviously no road cliff, and the pursuers don't need ropes, and they don't know which mysterious road has appeared.

We pushed away the stone that stuck the wheel, and before the rope could be untied, I plunged into the car and the car bounced out like a shell. More than a week has passed, and I am still mourning the beautiful sandals I left on the cliff. I dare not drive back to pick them up.

Suddenly I heard Jose coming back from work and talking to a Sahrawi friend outside the window. "I heard that an oriental woman recently watched people take a bath everywhere, and people said you-"Sarah asked Jose tentatively.

"I haven't heard of it, and my wife has never been to Bohado Bay." Jose is answering him.

As soon as I heard it, my god! This idiot has no silver 320 here.

7. How to read The Story of the Sahara? 100 words.

I have always liked such a woman: casual, brave and romantic, who can rush to her dreams without hesitation. Just like San Mao.

Opening her Sahara is like opening a stack of gorgeous and warm pictures. The barren and remote desert puts on a wonderful and fresh coat in her works, and she can always do so many happy things.

She filled her neighbor's teeth with nail polish, and she gave vitamin calcium tablets to sick people as medicine. She taught them to eat with forks, and she dragged the coffin board home to make a sofa. Such a string of things that make people laugh and cry, like pigments, painted the desert with a colorful makeup.

In fact, her life is very difficult. Poor water, electricity two or three times a month, if you are lucky, your husband's loneliness of working outside for a long time, new arrival and poverty. As she herself said, "Life is growing tenaciously in this land." She amused herself in the desert. Even though she sneaked out for treasure with great interest, she was threatened by a disciple. Even though she is physically and mentally exhausted from the relationship with her neighbors, she still has the strength to inject vitality into the desert. All the good and bad are described by her as extremely happy, such three hairs.

Only in this way can she love the Sahara desert and let others love it. Her heart is as bright as a clear spring and her road is like the wind. She is optimistic, persistent and explores excitement with novel eyes. She walked through so many landscapes all the way, and then left us so many landscapes with her pen. 、

I remember when she said "I decided to go to Sahara" despite the objections of her friends and parents. I feel that she is just a wind, naturally running with a goal.

It is her wind that brings a hint of coolness and greenness to the hot, closed and materialistic Sahara desert.

1, select some interesting things and talk about your feelings.

2, the character, the author or the husband's personality to talk about feelings, such as the previous article.

3. Writing characteristics

8. Anne of Green Gables: Good words, good sentences, feelings after reading 100; Thoughts on reading Anne of Green Gables: I read a book called Anne of Green Gables this weekend.

This is a story about Cuthbert's brother and sister. They decide to adopt a boy to help the farm work of Green Gables. Surprisingly, the orphanage sent a red-haired child who loves to dream and talk, an elf.

The elf blew into the closed peasant village like a fresh wind. This red-haired elf-like girl is Anne, with lively and optimistic nature and extremely rich imagination.

Her innocence and fantasy made her laugh a lot, but her kindness and frankness also won her friendship and sincere love. She loves life, nature and everyone around her.

This kind of love always rewards her, so she lives a happy, full and fulfilling life. The most touching thing in the world is the girl's innocent love.

Annie is good at dreaming. She dreams of great success and a secret prince charming. But unlike others, when she grew up, she threw her dream into the trash can, but it became an tolerance and transcendence of mediocre reality.

She was smart and diligent, and passed the university by her own efforts, but she gave up her studies in order to take care of Marilla. Very touching.

Anne is optimistic by nature. Although she is always talkative and fond of fantasy, her innocence makes me feel extremely cute-adding painkillers to the cake as vanilla syrup; Scold Mrs. Linde; Because the nickname "carrot" doesn't fit in with the most handsome boy in the class ... Anne's innocence makes me laugh. Anne is not beautiful-red hair and freckles all over her face, but Anne has a pure and kind heart. She loves fantasy, and everything ordinary is interesting in her eyes.

Although she lost her parents when she was 1 year old, although she had no friends in the orphanage, although she was not beautiful by birth ... but God was fair and gave Anne an optimistic and imaginative nature ... We should learn from Anne and learn from her persistence. Learn Anne's purity; Know that Annie has a pure heart. Let's learn from Annie! During the summer vacation, my mother bought me some books, including two cartoons. There are four books by Sherlock Holmes; There is also a copy of Anne of Green Gables. Give me a summer vacation to finish reading them.

I quickly finished the comics and Sherlock Holmes, but Anne of Green Gables was not so easy to deal with. Because of my study, it took me a full 7749 days to finish reading it.

In the book, Matthew and Marilla, brothers and sisters of Green Gables farmhouse, decide to adopt a boy. Unexpectedly, due to a mistake, the orphanage sent a dreamy and talkative red-haired girl-Anne. Her unique personality changed the two brothers and sisters' idea of sending her back to the orphanage for a boy.

In her imagination: cherry blossoms are white; Apple is a beautiful girl in red; The oriole bird is a little fairy who loves singing ... She can even imagine shadow and echo as two close friends, sharing happiness and pain with them. The happy days lasted for a long time, but the bad days came. Bad news followed: Matthew died and Marilla went blind ... In order to accompany Marilla, Anne had to be a primary school teacher and gave up her dream of going to college.

In this primary school, Anne always teaches her classmates how to overcome difficulties, look at problems from another angle, and how to imagine ... so the children have excellent grades and love to use their brains. Thinking of myself, I only like to leave myself a few simple math problems to review before each exam. When I meet a problem in my exercise book, I can only divide it by three times and five times, but I can't figure it out. Ask my parents and classmates.

If you work it out, you won't even look it up. Just write it down. Anne, on the other hand, always thinks seriously about problems, never gets discouraged when encountering difficulties, and tries to solve them even if she is one step slower than others. I really should learn from Annie! Annie is like a compass, pointing out the direction of our efforts! Annie, let's be good friends! During the time when the teacher advocated reading famous books, I read a famous book called >.

Her bright smiling face blew into our hearts like a ray of warm sunshine. Her innocence and purity make me unforgettable! The story goes like this: Matthew and Marilla, a brother and sister, live in Prince Edward Island. They wanted to adopt a boy as a helper from the orphanage, but they adopted a girl named Anne out of sympathy. But this little girl with rich imagination and exaggerated language has brought spring-like vitality to the brother and sister.

The story is full of twists and turns and fascinating. Matthew and Marilla's brothers and sisters deeply moved by their heartfelt love and selfless dedication to Anne, and the image of Anne's innocence, kindness, love of life and strong optimism is unforgettable. The author portrays the heroine Anne's sunny personality, in which the poetic description of nature and rural life is fascinating. Although Anne lost her parents at an early age and was adopted by an orphanage, she did not become a withdrawn and introverted child, but was immersed in her beautiful dreams and imagination all day.

She imagined that she might be the daughter of a king and was stolen by pirates; Seeing the reflection in the mirror, I imagined it was another little girl bound by magic; When I heard the echo from the valley, I thought it was a good friend named violette who liked to repeat what she said. In her imagination, the naughty stream laughed under the snow and ice; If roses can talk, they will tell us many interesting stories. She also imagines her shadow and echo as two close friends and tells them her worries ... Looking at Anne's naive words and imagination full of beautiful dreams, you will feel that you have entered a wonderful and sweet communication world and feel unprecedented magic and happiness.

Anne is still a child who loves life. She is full of love for the world around her and everything in nature. She has a kind, pure and warm heart for her relatives, friends, classmates and teachers.

Although sometimes because of these and her rich imagination, she played some childish jokes, but as always. She has a fanatical enthusiasm for knowledge and learning, and her positive and hard-working spirit is touching.

Annie is a dreamer, but all her dreams have come true through her own efforts. In a word,