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Battle scene: In 1941, a German unit was suppressed by the powerful fire of the Soviet army behind a river embankment, the German army was overhead a piece of soil fog shot by bullets, 152 mm shells around the river embankment from time to time**, a young German soldier was rushing out of the river embankment bunker, his eyes were unusually determined. He was a pure German, with blond hair and eyes as blue as the sea.
His goal was the machine-gun position of the Soviet troops in front, and only by blowing it up could the suppressed comrades break out of the encirclement, but he failed. The young German-grenadier sergeant fell under the intense machine-gun fire of the Soviet army, holding an MP-40 submachine gun in his left hand and a grenade with the lid unscrewed in his right hand, blood pouring from his chest, and the Iron Cross of the Second Class hanging on his chest looked solemn and sacred against the background of the sun and smoke.
He left a suicide note to the lieutenant:
Tell the Führer that I have done my best, and tell my father that I still love him.
This suicide note was finally sent to Hitler, who read it and decided to posthumously award the young soldier the Iron Cross of the 1st degree, and at the same time said: Take Moscow!
Touching scene: teeth gritted "Gege", eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger, like an enraged lion.
Hatred eats away at my heart like a monster, making me not want to eat and drink, and I can't get restless.
The spicy smell made me roll my eyes, the roots of my teeth tingle with hatred, and the joints of my fingers itched, and I wanted to beat him.
He roared in rage, and the sound rolled like thunder, far and wide.
Seeing this, the angry crowd burst open like a flood water filling a trough, roared, and poured inexorably into the hall.
My heart tightened. How can this be endured? I was afraid that this young warrior would suddenly jump up, or suddenly scream.
I did not dare to look at him, and I could not bear to watch my possession burned alive. But I couldn't help but not look. I was hoping for some miracle when the fire was suddenly extinguished.
My heart was like a knife, and tears blurred my eyes.
The teacher's concern made me feel like I had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, which was really not a taste.
My nervous heart was beating faster and faster, and I didn't dare to think about it
I timidly lowered my head, not daring to look at my father's cloudy face.
I was afraid that the steering wheel would slip, and my heart would beat suddenly, and my palms would be sweaty.
His eyes were straight, and he muttered to himself, frightened and frightened, and his legs did not obey him, but trembled like chaff.
Looking at the broken bottles of bile tablets all over the floor, I opened my mouth nervously and stood there in a daze, feeling uneasy, if my father came back and found out, he would criticize me fiercely.
He looked at me in a panic, his mouth was like a string of rock sugar gourds, and he didn't say anything for a long time.
Valjean was astonished, and the sound of the door was as loud and terrifying to his ears as the trumpet of the Last Judgment.
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Sentence of scene description:
1.In the crowd of snow clearers, although I am a little bit, the north wind blows on my tender little face like a knife, my fingers are frozen like small carrots, and the back of my hands is frozen like small steamed buns, but I can make a small effort for this snow sweeping, but my heart is warm.
2.The two classmates here shoveling and loading the truck, no one said a word, but just worked hard, as if they were competing in secret.
3.On the construction site, the traffic is busy, the voices are boiling, the rumbling of motors, and the sound of labor trumpets have formed a rough and enthusiastic symphony, which resounds throughout the earth and spreads in all directions.
4.The uncles and aunts who passed by the school gate flew to see us, the pampered "little emperors" at home, who could carry garbage like ants moving, and they all cast appreciative glances.
5.Xiao Huaden was on the ladder, gently plucked the peaches from the branches, and handed them to Xiao Qiang below, who carefully put the peaches into the bamboo basket.
6.On the edge of the village, people are threshing corn with threshers. The corn raised is like a small waterfall hanging in the mountains.
7.On the construction site, bursts of laughter are like shaking silver bells, and the "squeak" of the car is like singing a little song, which is like a beautiful symphony!
8.She put soap on the dirty clothes, and rubbed them together, and small soap bubbles came out of the clothes, and in a moment they turned into a large pile of white foam.
9.As soon as the class teacher gave the order, the students began to lift the stools and pick up their own labor tools to clean up. Some were busy sweeping the floor, some were busy cleaning the glass, some were cleaning up the podium, and everyone was very busy.
In order to make their classrooms look new, everyone is not afraid of hardship and tiredness.
10.After a while, the students were sweating profusely, and some students took off their coats, but they were still sweating.
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