Make way for the duckling.

1. Good words and sentences about ducklings. Look around and talk to yourself.

Harvest a word:

1, they swim freely and have flexible legs.

That ugly duckling swims as well, no, not just as well, but the more she swims, the better!

He came to the outside world and jumped into a lake, sometimes floating on the water and sometimes diving into the water. His every movement is beautiful, but other animals just look down on him.

Feeling:

The ugly duckling is a brave and strong duckling. He was not discouraged because other animals looked down on him, but bravely faced many hardships and eventually became a beloved white swan.

2. Comment on "Make way for the Duckling" The New York Times book review said: This is the kindest book.

Speaking of the book "Make Way for Ducklings", people often talk about how Robert mccloskey got his inspiration, how he bought many ducks and kept them in his apartment to draw sketches ... The most common statement about the initial inspiration is that the author first noticed ducks, or when he went to an art school when he was young and walked through Boston Park every morning. Four years later, he returned to Boston, noticed the safe passage of ducks and saw some news reports, so he came up with the idea of drawing such a book.

As for raising ducks, it's true. In his acceptance speech of the Cadic Prize, he confirmed: "In order to draw ducks, although I have traveled all over zoos, museums and libraries and gained knowledge, I still want to know the ecology of live ducks, so I bought some ducks and lived with them in the apartment." It is said that in order to draw the ducks vividly, he not only squatted on the floor to observe their postures equally, but also put them in a bathtub with water to watch their swimming and movements carefully. Just to know what the beak looks like when a duck flies in the sky, he will wrap the duck in a towel, put it on a chair, lie down on his back and draw hundreds of sketches.

However, Robert mccloskey did draw the Mara couple and their eight children. Vivid and vivid, add a word: cute. When Mr. and Mrs. Mara flew to Boston on a cold day, one fluttered up and the other fluttered down. We seem to hear the sound of their wings hitting the air and see their tiny feathers flashing in the wind. When Mr. Mara braked suddenly to avoid his bike, a cloud of smoke seemed to blow on his face. We both sweated for it and couldn't help laughing at its butt landing. The ducklings who waddled across the road with their mother were even more popular. Look at the last one, for fear of falling behind. Even funnier, when you heard passers-by praising her children, Mrs. Mara walked with dignity and closed her eyes happily. ...

Another highlight of this book is that the author uses a bird's eye view-a real bird's eye view. The story begins with two powerful bird's-eye views; A few pages later, three magnificent bird's-eye views appeared in succession. They are different from the bird's eye view we have seen before, because there are two flying wild ducks in the picture, so they have a strong sense of movement. Hovering and falling ... we seem to have inserted a pair of wings and flew over Boston with them. In this way, the line of sight of the wild duck and our line of sight overlap in the sky, which not only allows us to see the stage of the story, but also lays the groundwork for the development of the story behind.

When people talk about this book, they always forget to mention one sentence: humor.

Ducks have said, don't say. The image of this enthusiastic policeman named Mitchell is really unforgettable. Small eyes and big belly, watching him twist his bloated and funny body, whistling and rushing to the road in a panic, and then rushing back to the sentry box in a panic, who can't help laughing?

The reason why "Make way for the Duckling" has become a classic with a long reputation is that besides people's abilities of tight story structure, bold composition, attention to detail, clever space handling, writing strength and excellent lithograph style, there is also a point that the author's pious attitude towards picture books. You know, when he published the book "Make Way for Ducklings", he was still an energetic young man. However, he was a poor writer all his life. He has only published eight picture books, and he is a slow writer. He once said that it would take him at least two to three years to draw a book.

3. A flock of wild ducks are dark and bright on the water, and their feathers float like clusters of garlands in the afterglow of the sunset.

These wild ducks have golden green heads, sparkling eyes and a circle of gray feathers around their necks, just like every wild duck wears a pearl collar.

Wild ducks float leisurely, fall into the bottom of the water for a while, and stand on the waves for a while, like children on swings.

There are several wild ducks cruising on the lake in the distance, just like a small warship controlled by radio, which is heroic and magnificent.

White ducks swam leisurely towards us, some combing their feathers with their mouths and some drinking water.

The duck began to swing its fat body and made steady progress.

Ducks with white clouds are floating on the water and floating over.

Several white ducks paddle green water and sway like model boats.

Duck after duck, flock after flock, flock after flock. Like sheep in the north, like white clouds on the ground. Swinging around, flying high, crowded, very much in love, oh, oh, you can hear it everywhere.

Two ducks stood side by side, their full bellies protruding from their chests, licking their feathers from time to time. When the goose saw people coming in, it was probably to show off its majesty. It straightened its high neck and croaked sideways, looking ecstatic.

Little ducks are very interesting when they eat. Because the duckling's neck is long, because it swallows the food in its mouth, it is necessary to chew two or three bites of food first, then hold its head high and crush the food, and then slowly swallow the food in its mouth into its stomach. When the ducklings are full, their bellies are much bigger and rounder than before, just like there is a big glutinous rice ball in their bellies, and sometimes their bellies are full.

? I raised two ducklings when I was five or six years old. They are very cute, with a long neck, a flat mouth, two nostrils the size of sand, and a pair of small orange flippers under their stomachs. Their feathers are light yellow, which makes them feel very comfortable and soft.

? The duckling will go swimming when she is full. Ducklings are born to swim. Although it is small, it swims fast. "China! Hey! " In a few minutes, it can turn ten times in my big water tank. The duckling likes playing with water very much. When playing with water, it often likes to bury its head in the water and look up and down. Its feathers never get wet. That's because the feathers of ducks are oily. As long as there is water on them, they will slide down quickly.

The duckling is really cute. They are covered with yellow flowers. When they are put on the ground, they stumble and greet each other, always in the same place. By the time frogs croak everywhere, the duckling has grown up, with two white flowers and no more howling.

The duckling is cute, Darkmouth, furry, like a mass of yellow silk velvet thrown on the grass, or floating on the pool surface of still water, although it is also chirping, it is not annoying; But it's different when you grow up. It seems that I always look at the world with proud eyes, my long mouth is stretched out, I always maintain the correct posture, I swing my fat body when I walk, and I always walk with measured steps, as if I were a well-read person.

Duck Prophet of Spring River Plumbing. Just as the snow and ice in the clarified pond began to melt, flocks of ducks plopped into the water, bringing spring information to the fish, grass and willow trees on the shore.

How beautiful these wild ducks are! They all have golden green heads, sparkling eyes and a circle of gray feathers around their necks, just like every wild duck wears a string of pearls. Their feathers are also unique, as if each one is shining.

I hope it helps you. Good words can be found in the good sentences I give you.

4. How does it feel to make way for the duckling? This is the kindest book. Yes, the harmony between man and nature is the self-evident theme of this huge picture book created more than 60 years ago. With dark brown and slightly warm dark red strokes, the author describes a warm story of a policeman stopping all vehicles and escorting ducks to cross the road in a row. As soon as the story comes up, it is two big bird's-eye views full of energy; A few pages later, three magnificent bird's-eye views appeared in succession. They are different from the bird's eye view we usually see, because there are two flying ducks in the picture, so they have a strong sense of movement, hovering and falling ... we seem to have inserted a pair of wings and flew them over Boston.

Excerpt from Baidu

This is both a film and a children's book.

5. Make way for the duckling. Describe a group of naive ducklings waddling along the streets of Vancouver under the leadership of the mother duck.

Some hold their heads high and look at the endless sky "ga, ga", as if singing a happy song; Some are running happily, making a "pattering, pattering" sound, like dancing a cheerful tap dance; Some are tidying their feathers and saying, "Look, how beautiful I am!" " "Like an actor who is about to perform on stage. From time to time, the mother duck turns her head and looks at her baby proudly. One, two, three ... Count how many * * * there are, and whether they are left behind.

Just as the mother duck turned to count her children who accidentally crossed the road again, she found that two ducklings were missing. It turned out that two ducklings slipped and fell into the sewer beside the road. Mao Mao, the duckling, shouted, "Mom, help us."

Mimi turned pale with fear and screamed, "it's dirty and smelly here, which makes people suffocate." We can't stand it. " Mother duck is anxious like an ant on hot bricks-running around.

At this critical moment, Mother Duck calmed down, and suddenly remembered the policeman uncle who gave her life to save people and was in trouble. It rushed to the sentry box where the patrolman was on duty, rushed into the sentry box and shouted "Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack for help.

The patrolman drove the mother duck outside the sentry box, but the mother duck was in a hurry. She flapped her wings and made a pleading voice to the policeman. The patrolmen opened their eyes wide and seemed to understand what Mother Duck was going to say. Knowing that Mother Duck had something urgent to ask for help, they followed Mother Duck to the "accident site".

Two ducklings falling into the sewer are struggling. Mimi and Mao Mao sank to the bottom for a while, surfaced for a while and kept spitting bubbles. Obviously, they are exhausted. Other ducklings form a circle, constantly encouraging and comforting them: "Don't worry, mom will find a way."

"Mom went to the policeman's uncle for help and will come to save you soon. Be sure to hold on. " The patrolman rushed to the scene of the accident in time, only to see a lot of people around the sewer. They are neither too dirty nor too smelly, trying to save the duckling in various ways.

At this time, a fisherman happened to be walking by the road with a fish basket. A policeman looked at the fish basket and had a brainwave to stop the fisherman. He borrowed a fish basket, found a rope, tied it on the fish basket and slowly put it into the sewer.

Mother duck seemed to understand something and shouted to the baby duck, "Swim into the fish basket, quick, quick." So two ducklings swam in tandem, and the patrolmen gently lifted the fish basket. Two ducklings sat quietly in the basket and were saved.

A patrolman brought a basin of clear warm water, carefully put the ducklings into the water one by one, and gently washed away the stains. After taking a bath in the washbasin, two ducklings joined the brothers.

Mother duck kissed the patrolman's pants one by one and nodded gratefully to the patrolman.

6. Little Heidi's good words, sentences and paragraphs in this book: relish, cheerful sobs, intermittent fears, golden colors and cheerful faces.

Good sentences:

But little Heidi was not sad at all. She is a happy child and can find happiness at any time. Of course, she will go up the mountain with the boy herding sheep, go to the pasture where flowers are blooming and eagles are flying, and find some wonderful and interesting things with all kinds of small animals there. This is little Heidi's favorite. But it's also interesting to watch grandpa pull a saw or knock on the ground with a hammer to do carpentry.

But what attracted little Heidi most was the rustling of three firs behind the hut on a windy day. As soon as they rang, no matter what little Heidi was doing, she couldn't help putting down her work and running under the tree. She thinks nothing is more beautiful than the deep and wonderful sound coming from the high branches. Heidi stood under the tree, pricked up her ears, listened to the loud sound of the wind blowing through the branches and watched the branches shake violently.

Heidi walked up the hill in high spirits. The strong wind last night dispersed the dark clouds. Now, the sun is shining and the sky is blue. The green hillside is full of yellow and blue wildflowers, and their little faces are smiling at the sun. Heidi ran around screaming with joy: There is a large delicate red primrose here, a large blue gentian flower there, and a large golden rose swaying in the wind above it. Drunk in this charming sea of flowers, Heidi almost forgot Peter and the sheep. She picked lovely flowers everywhere and piled them in an apron. Heidi wants to take these beautiful flowers back to the attic and put them on the hay so that her room can be as beautiful as the grass here.

At this time, Heidi ran to the grassland full of flowers and couldn't help crying out. The hillside in front of us is golden, and the roses are blooming happily with yellow flowers; Blue bell flower gently shakes its graceful posture in the wind; Under the sun, the grassland was filled with rich floral fragrance, as if someone had sprinkled sweet perfume-the fragrance was brought by brown jokes, and they shyly stretched out their round heads and smiled. Heidi just stood there, greedily breathing the fragrant fragrance.

7. Good words, sentences and jokes about small animals Kittens, cats, dogs, puppies, flowers, dogs, black dogs, gray fights, fights, scuffles, beards, fluffy squirrels, thin, fat, strong, strong, timid, smart and naughty, smart, white, naughty, beautiful, beautiful and energetic. Play, play, gluttony, softness, delicacy, weakness, tiny crouching, quietness, liveliness, softness, suppleness, gentleness, gentleness, gentleness, elegance, coquetry, obedience, loyalty, barking, struggling, obedience, courage, pride, loneliness, impatience, emaciated, strong. Slow, round, round, blunt, depressed, lazy, dripping, water, soft, timid, shiny, human, slow, excited, energetic, panic, attractive, concentrated, excited, extremely satisfied, at a loss, timid, wandering, free, carefree, triumphant, jumping, cautious, cautious. Rabbit's ears are big and long. As long as it hears a slight sound, it will "swish" and turn around deftly, looking for the place where the sound comes, until the sound is gone, it will return to normal.

When the rabbits were full, they ran around the sand in groups of three, rolling around like little snowballs. Xiaohua Mall's head is round, and he has a pair of small, pointed ears. His big green eyes stare like two small green lights.

The big ears of kitten Mimi stand on end all day. Wherever there is sound, turn there immediately, just like a radar with special performance. The cat has black spots on a white background. From a distance, it looks like a mass of white cotton with a few drops of ink on it.

The kitten has a herringbone mouth under its nose and six white beards on both sides, often one by one, which is quite impressive. A cat's beard is very hard. Like a steel needle, it can measure the size of a hole.

The long tail of the little black cat swings from side to side like a small whip. Kittens have bright and flexible eyes, and their black pupils will change: they wake up in the morning like a jujube pit; At noon, it becomes a thin line; At night, it will turn into two green light bulbs, round and bright.

Xiaohua Mall got up in the morning and stretched himself, then sat up, licked a little spit on the tip of the tongue with his two front paws, washed his face like a human, and licked his fur with his tongue until he got a little light. The little dog was covered with golden fur and shiny as if it had just been oiled.

This innocent and lovely poodle has a small black tail that swings like a ball. That little black dog, with shiny black hair, is as shiny and smooth as black satin; Snow-white claws, like four plum blossoms; That little upturned tail is always swinging leisurely.

Black dog doesn't growl or bark, like a warrior with great status, dignified and sophisticated, squatting there motionless, correcting the long hair on his chest. The dog's bark is not as weak as the cat's Mimi, nor as horrible as the tiger's bark, but full of gas, which makes people sound magnificent and crisp.

This big fat pig has a round ass and a big belly. Because of too much fat, it has to walk slowly, like a gentleman with a big shelf. When the pig eats, its ears flap like a big fan, its head twitches and its eyes stare at the food.

After eating, the pig obediently walked into the circle, lying lazily, humming twice from time to time, looking satisfied. This horse, with black hair and red hair, is shiny and shiny, as if it had just jumped out of the oil tank.

This bordeaux horse, with its long mane, runs like a hoof without touching the ground. Every part of this big horse is so well coordinated, and every muscle shows strength, which makes people feel so soft and fit at first sight.

In an instant, "a thousand miles of snow" rose smoothly into the air, flew over the deep ditch like gliding, landed gently on the other side and continued to run forward. The little donkey is so cute, with black eyes going round and round, like a deer.

"Gung-da, gung-da, gung-da ..." The hoofbeat of the donkey was even and monotonous, like the weight of a wall clock swinging. The mule lifted its head back, and the red tassel on the leather halter looked like the brilliant red cockscomb in the autumn rain.

These cows are black and white, as if wearing cotton-padded jackets. The cow's eyes are as big as two bells, and its two horns are bright in blue, especially its yellow hair, which is as bright as silk.

Black cow has a violent temperament, eyes as big as table tennis, red as flames, and two sharp horns on his head, as sharp as blades. Snow-white sheep are scattered on the green grassland like flowers, clouds and holy Hada.

Sheep wandering on the grassland are like piles of rolling silver. The snowstorm became more and more fierce, and the sheep rolled like cotton balls.

Camels from other peaks slowly move forward in the lonely smoke of the desert, sailing in the sea like boats, braving the wind and waves. Camels have double eyelashes. When the wind blows into Shi 'an, the double eyelashes are like guards, blocking the sand from blowing into the eyes.

Sunbird's mouth is very strange, like an awl, sharp and long, slightly curved. The sun came out and shone on the feather of a bird named Huang Chengcheng. It turned golden all over, just like the mythical golden-winged bird.

In the forest, the noise of birds seems to be playing a never-ending movement, and even the trembling leaves seem to be singing. Goldfinches sing, jump and sometimes beat time, like a group of tireless children, adding more interest to this quiet villa.

Birds in this forest have various colors and tones. Listen, tenors, alto, coarse voiced and fine voiced singers of all genres and tones hold singing competitions here.

Peacock's small head looks like a few jade flowers, and the unfolded color screen looks like a huge feather fan with black rings, black, green and yellow, like countless big eyes. I saw a peacock wagging its tail loudly. The beautiful tail is like a colorful fan in the fairy's hand, which unfolds slowly and is sprinkled on it like a bright pearl.

8. He gently shook the net and slowly pulled it up. There were some fresh fish flowers jumping in the net, like a bag of silver stars ... silver carp swimming like an arrow, maybe only by jet plane.

What about snakehead? This is a Hercules. Better than a wrestler. You must be careful of the spines on both sides of its gills and tail, just like Strafe. Crucian carp, chubby and short, swims up and down, pretending to be solemn, like a big boss.

The chicken ate the worm, and the food bag bulged like a small ball, and it staggered when walking. Look at those hens, with red faces and big bellies, who have climbed into the grass nest to give birth to ingots.

All sheep eat goo goo, and their tails hang upside down like a big oil gourd, dangling from their buttocks. That bee is so diligent that it flies around like a market.

The coming bees, with their hairy feet of flowers and pollen, buzzed happily, as if afraid that others would not know; Rushing bees, gossamer little wings fans, like rushing to class. Chickens from all walks of life came, alas, red vests, green tails, yellow trouser legs, sheep hoof flowers, etc., crowded and screaming, like countless lively flowers.

Some of them flapped their wings and ran in the rice fields; Some knock on each other's mouths, like old friends I haven't seen for years. Some pecked at the leaves, took a sip of water, sipped it in their mouths and pretended to be polite.

Crowds of pigeons pecked around on the road, nodding, cooing and moving quietly. They are not afraid of people, but as soon as people come near, they rush headlong into it, make a spin and land in front of them with a swish. The white and tender silkworm girl ate mulberry leaves for a few days, slept on the silkworm bed again, took off her old clothes, put on new clothes, woke up, and woke up brighter every day.

The white cock's feathers are white and flawless, and the comb on his head is as red as blood, like wearing a little red riding hood. The rooster's crown is red, like a red flower, and the sarcoma under his mouth hangs like a pair of earrings.

The cock is covered with shiny flower feathers, like a brocade coat, and it cries, "Oh, jujube!" " "The mighty look really looks like a" golden trumpeter ". The white cock cocked its comb and flapped its wings angrily, and its long neck stretched forward like an arrow.

Suddenly, with a strange cry, he bent down, and the hair on his neck spread like a fan and rushed at the rooster. The rooster next door has escaped, but my rooster, like a victorious general, keeps beating around the bush in the yard to show his prestige.

The yellow rooster, with his head held high and his neck bent, is singing (háng), just like a debut tenor. In the distance, the crows of chickens came, one by one, singing in unison, just like a fresh morning song to welcome the dawn.

It makes me sick to see the style of chicken grabbing food. They pushed forward and rowed back, squeezing left and kicking right, for fear that their insatiable hearts would be exposed. You see, these desperate chickens are nothing like ducks. They didn't come out in turn courteously, but crowded and rubbed, flying and screaming, and went their separate ways. I saw an egg slowly shaking, and then I heard a beep. A small hole appeared in the eggshell, and then a sharp ivory mouth emerged from the hole, pecking at the eggshell like a silkworm eating mulberry leaves, and slowly sticking out a hairy chicken head from the hole.

Baby chicken is clumsy and light, walking like rolling and jumping. These chickens are fluffy, short and dense, like cotton balls.

There is a thin flipper between the toes of the duckling, which connects the toes together. The two feet are like two small fans. The most striking thing about the duckling is its flat mouth, which collects dirt like a dustpan when eating.

When the duckling drowned, the two flippers pushed back gently and swam forward steadily like a small motorboat. When the duckling walks, it always sticks out its chest, flaps its wings, waddles along, and keeps quacking in its mouth, as if boasting about itself.

Dagong duck wobbles when walking on the shore, just like a toddler. The mother duck is like a peasant woman, with a homemade brown striped shawl on her shoulders.

The big white duck is very fat, and its tail wags around when it walks, just like an old lady. Every noon, the white duck always waddles to the pool, plops into the water to take a bath like a diver, and sometimes sticks its head into the water to catch some small fish and shrimp. It's really interesting.

When the white goose began to walk, its bare little cocky tail kept swinging from side to side, looking ridiculous, like a drunk. Flocks of white geese float on the water like blossoming saussurea involucrata.

The river is quietly filled with white geese, and two soft red soles are dragged behind like bows. When the little white goose sleeps, its neck is shortened and its head seems to be glued to it with velvet.

The goose's feathers are flawless, and its pale yellow feet and flat mouth are embedded in white jade. The white dove has long and hard feathers on its wings and tail, which can be unfolded like a folding fan.

Pigeons' feathers are gray, like a silver-gray coat; There is a circle of golden feathers around her neck, just like a beautiful and dazzling gold necklace worn around the girl's neck. Pigeons have white feathers as snow, reddish-brown beaks, smart eyes, slender legs, feet like chicken feet but no fins.

Standing there, graceful, like an elegant and luxurious lady. The little white dove stood there motionless, like a handicraft in a shop.

A flock of pigeons (Q: He) landed on the roof, cooing and looking like a big silver-gray flower. The breeze blows the snow-white feathers of two pigeons on the tightrope, just like two young acrobats walking on the tightrope, and like two silver notes embedded in the staff.

A group of white pigeons sang in the air, as if a touch of white in the snow suddenly fell on the blue sky. At a fixed time every day, beautiful pigeons fly in the blue sky like a flowing sunset.

This group of shiny osprey, with white filament-like feathers on their necks, is slender.

9. Pray for a little hero to come in the rain. Good words and sentences 20 Wit and courage, fearless in times of crisis, smart and brave, witty and extraordinary, both brave and fearless, courageous, knowledgeable and courageous, black and bright, blue cloth pants, soft and bulging pockets, and crooked wit and courage.

1. Suddenly, a small head appeared on the water in the distance. Yulai shook the water off her head like a duckling, wiped her eyes and nose with her hands, blew air in her mouth and looked at her mother and smiled.

This passage and the above "rain came, plunged into the river and disappeared." The word "suddenly" means that people didn't expect it. "Little head" is both prominent and lovely. Like a Duckling not only vividly shows Yu Lai's high swimming ability, but also shows Yu Lai's naughty and lively nature. What a clever and lovely boy this is!

2. The sun has set. The clouds in the blue sky are like pieces of red silk, reflected on the returning river, like cockscomb flowers. Reed flowers in the reed pond were blown by the wind and fluttered on it.

This passage describes the night scene on the River of Returning Home. The blue sky, pieces of red clouds, reflecting the clouds' return to the river and the fluttering reeds, constitute a magnificent landscape painting. Compared with the atmosphere of Yu Lai's struggle with the Japanese described above, this scene and environment are particularly calm, implying the sadness that Yu Lai may sacrifice.

3. "We come from China, and we love our motherland."

This sentence is repeated three times in the article, which strengthens the circulation of the novel, makes the theme of the article more vivid, and truly reflects the process of the formation and development of Yu Lai's character.

4. "Blood dripped down and splashed on the lines of the textbook."

This sentence sets off the determination to defend the motherland and the strong will to fight the enemy to the end.

Suddenly, a small head appeared on the water in the distance. The rain shook the water on its head like a duckling, wiped its eyes and nose with its hands, blew air in its mouth and looked at its mother and smiled.

6. Every summer, the rain takes steel head, three diamonds and many children, like a group of fish, drilling up and down in the river, hiding cats and dogs, planing dogs and standing up and floating. Rain has the highest lifting ability. You can lie face down in the water, not only without sinking, but also with your little belly exposed on the water.

7. There is a small village by the river. When the reed blooms, from a distance, the yellow-green reed seems to be covered with a thick layer of white snow. When the wind blows, goose feather-like reeds fly leisurely, covering these dozens of small houses in soft reeds. Therefore, this village is called Lu Hua Village. 12-year-old Yulai belongs to this village.

8. Rain came to take out the textbook from his pocket, which was mimeographed with earthenware paper, soft and bulging.