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Qian Zhongshu's Fortress Besieged

The stars in the sky are dense and busy. They are silent, but it seems that they only feel the excitement in the sky. The moon-like comb describes a young girl, but she is not ashamed to see people. The light and outline are fresh and dewy, which can gradually set off the night scene. Insects on the grass in the small garden talk in trivial ways at night. I don't know where the frog Qi Xin Qi Xin worked together to blow the bugle, like the sound of a boiling fire. A few fireflies swam around, not like flying, but like floating in thick air; In the darkness beyond the reach of moonlight, a little firefly flashes like a little green eye on a summer night.

two

Shen Congwen's Border Town

Fish come and go in the water, all floating in the air. There are many mountains on both sides of the strait, and there are many fine bamboos in the mountains, which can make paper. They are dark green all year round and stand out. Close to the water tower, the moon comes first, and peach blossoms and apricot blossoms are in the majority. In spring, you just need to pay attention. Where there are peach blossoms, there must be people, and where there are people, you can sell wine. In summer, dazzling purple cloth and trousers are dried in the sun and can be used as flags of others. Autumn and winter are coming, and the houses on the cliff and the water bank are in front of us. Yellow walls and black tiles are always in a suitable position, which is extremely harmonious with the surrounding environment and makes people feel very happy. -Border town

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Zhu Ziqing's Moonlight on the Lotus Pond

Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the trees, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows, which are as steep as ghosts; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican.

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Hemingway's The Old Man and the Sea

1 The clouds above the land are standing like hills at the moment, leaving only a long green line on the coast, followed by some gray-blue hills. At the moment, the sea is dark blue, almost purple. He looked down at the sea carefully and saw red plankton flashing in the dark blue water, and the sunlight turned into a strange brilliance in the water. He looked at the fishing lines and found that they had been submerged in invisible water. He was glad to see so many plankton, because it showed that there were fish there.

At the moment, the sun rises higher, and the sunlight turns into a strange brilliance in the water, which shows that the weather is good, and the shape of the clouds over the land also shows this. But at this time, the bird was almost out of sight, and there was nothing on the water, only a few beaches of yellow Sargassum, which was bleached by the sun, and an artificial jellyfish floated close to the ship's rail. Its gel-like floating sac is purple, with a certain shape and color like a rainbow. It fell to one side and then stood upright. It floats happily like a big bubble, and those powerful long purple tentacles drag a yard in the water behind it.

He wiped his cramped hand on his trousers and relaxed his fingers. But I can't open my hand. Maybe it will open when the sun comes out, he thought. Maybe raw tuna will open when it is digested. If I have to rely on this hand, I will open it at any cost. But I don't want to force it to open at present. Let it open itself and recover itself. After all, I used it too much last night, so I have to untie the thread and tie it together.

He looked at the sea and found how lonely he was at the moment. But he can see the rainbow color in the depths of the dark sea, the long lines in front of him and the subtle fluctuations on the calm sea. With the trade winds blowing, clouds are accumulating at the moment. He looked forward and saw a flock of wild ducks flying on the water. In the background of the sky, the figure is clearly outlined, then blurred and clearly outlined, so he found that a person will never feel lonely at sea.

Just before dark, the old man and the boat passed a Sargassum, which surged on the sea with almost no wind and waves, as if the ocean were having sex with something under a yellow blanket. At this time, his thin fishing line was bitten by a dolphin. He first saw it when it jumped out of the water. In the last ray of sunshine, it really bent up in the air and beat wildly. It jumped out of the water again and again in panic, as if performing acrobatics. As for him, he slowly moved himself back to the stern, grabbed the thick fishing line with his right hand and right arm, pulled the dolphin back with his left hand, and stepped on it with his bare left foot every time he recovered a fishing line. When the goldfish with purple spots was pulled to the stern and jumped around in despair, the old man leaned out and carried it to the stern. Its mouth was hooked on the hook, twitched, and repeatedly bit the hook in haste, beating the bottom of the boat with its long and flat body, tail and head, until he hit its golden head with a wooden stick, and it stopped shaking.

The old man pulled the hook out of the fish mouth, tied a sardine again as bait and threw it into the sea. Then he slowly returned to the bow. He washed his left hand and dried it on his trouser leg. Then he moved the thick thread from his right hand to his left hand, washed his right hand in the sea, watched the sun sink into the sea, and looked at the thick thread tilted into the water.

Sometimes it loses its smell. But it will always stink again, or just a little, and it will try to keep up quickly. It is a great mako shark, born with a good physique. It can swim as fast as the fastest fish in the sea, and everything is beautiful except the upper and lower jaws. Its back is as blue as swordfish, its belly is silver, and its skin is smooth and beautiful. It looks like a swordfish, except for its big mouth, which is being closed. Now it is moving fast downstream, and the towering dorsal fin cuts through the water like a knife without shaking at all. On this closed lip, all eight rows of teeth are tilted inward. Unlike most sharks, they are usually not pyramid-shaped. They are human fingers curled up like claws. They are almost as long as the old man's fingers and have sharp blades on both sides. This kind of fish feeds on all the fish in the sea. They swim fast, are strong and well-equipped, and are invincible. It smells fresh blood gas, and now it is accelerating, and the blue ridge fin cuts through the water.

He no longer dreams of storms, women, big things, big fish, fights, wrestling and his wife. Now he only dreams of lions in some places and on the beach. They play like kittens in the twilight, and he loves them as children. He never dreamed of the child. He just woke up, looked at the moon outside the open door, spread out his pants and put them on. He peed outside the shack and then walked along the road to wake up the child. He was shivering with cold in the morning. But he knows that he will feel warm after shaking for a while and will go boating soon.

The old man felt the dawn coming in the dark. He paddled and heard the trembling sound of flying fish when they came out of the water, and heard the hiss of their straight wings when they flew in the dark. He likes flying fish very much and regards them as his main friends in the ocean. He felt sorry for the birds, especially the small black tern. They always fly around looking for food, but they almost never find it. So he thought, except for those raptors and powerful big birds, Wuer's life is even more sad than ours. Since the ocean is so cruel, why are birds like these petrels born so delicate? The ocean is kind and beautiful. However, she can become so cruel and come so suddenly, and these birds falling from the air for food, with a slight moan, are born too weak to live at sea.

10 He watched and the bird rushed down again. In order to dive, it swept its wings backwards, then suddenly spread out and tracked flying fish, but it didn't succeed. The old man saw the big dolphin following the escaped fish, which caused the sea to swell slightly. The dolphin breaking the surface under the flying fish, but the flying fish fell into the water. These dolphins are really big, he thought. They are widely distributed, and there is little chance for flying fish to escape. That bird has no chance of success. The flying fish is too big for it and it flies too fast.

five

The Little Prince

I asked the children to forgive me for giving this book to an adult. I have a very important reason: this adult is my best friend in the world. I have another reason: this adult knows everything, even books written for children. My third reason is that this adult lives in France, where he is hungry and cold. He really needs comfort. If these reasons are not enough, then I'd like to dedicate this book to this young adult. All adults were once children. -"preface"

Adults advised me to put aside these pictures of boa constrictors with their bellies open or closed, or to focus on geography, history, arithmetic and grammar. In this way, at the age of six, I gave up my wonderful career as a painter. The failure of my works No.1 and No.2 made me very depressed. These adults don't know anything themselves, and they have to keep explaining to them. This really bored the children.

-"the first chapter"

When I met an adult with a slightly sober mind, I took out the No.1 work I had kept to test him. I wonder if he really has the ability to understand. However, the answer is always: "This is a hat." I won't talk to him about pythons, virgin forests or stars. I must get used to their level and talk to them about bridge, golf, politics and ties. So adults are glad to know a reasonable person like me.

-"the first chapter"

I hope it helps you.

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