Some of the most touching natural passages of childhood

Alyosha, dear child, you have to remember: don't mind the business of adults! Adults have learned badly; God is testing them, you are not yet tested, you should live according to your child's mind.

Wait for God to open your mind, show you what you should do, and lead you in the way you should go. Do you understand? As for who has committed what fault - it's not your business.

Let God judge, punish. It's up to him to take care of, not us! ”

Her series of "after", which I seemed to think was a ladder, left her and stretched deep below, all the way to the dark place, to the lonely place.

Resentment is a block of ice that melts when it is warm.

It was a clear day, the wind was clear, and it was rare for me to have such good weather, and my grandmother and I were on deck from morning to evening. Under the clear sky, the banks of the Volga River are crossed by the autumn wind with a layer of golden red, which looks like two beautiful satins. The orange-red steamer is not slow, lazily swimming upstream.

The wheels beat rhythmically against the gray-blue river and rumbled. There is a gray barge at the stern of the boat, led by a long tow line, peaceful and leisurely, like a turtle. Over the Volga River, the sun rotates leisurely and imperceptibly, all things in heaven, earth, mountains and rivers change all the time in operation, and the winding, turquoise mountains are like the folds of the gorgeous clothes of the earth, full of beautiful lines.

The countryside on both sides of the river, the towering of urban transport. It looks like a square biscuit. The golden autumn leaves float on the water.

Before my grandmother came, I felt like I was asleep in the dark. Ever since she appeared before me, my sleeping heart had been awakened by her; She guided me to the light, and she made me connect everything around me and weave it into a big wreath of brilliant colors. It didn't take long for her to become my lifelong friend and the most considerate person for me.

She knows me very well, I have a lot of respect for her, she is full of selfless love for the world and life. This kind of love makes me feel fulfilled, it fills me with confidence in life, and I work hard in the eventful years, so that I am always strong in the difficult days, and before my grandmother came, I seemed to fall asleep in the dark. Ever since she appeared before me, my sleeping heart had been awakened by her; She guided me to the light, and she made me connect everything around me and weave it into a big wreath of brilliant colors.

It didn't take long for her to become my lifelong friend and the most considerate person for me. She knows me very well, I have a lot of respect for her, she is full of selfless love for the world and life. This kind of love makes me feel fulfilled, makes me full of confidence in life, and works hard in the eventful years, so that I will always be strong in the difficult days.

Little Alyosha's previous life was not interesting, and his grandmother was simply a ray of sunshine in his life, illuminating his life. In that dark and cold society, Alyosha was given infinite love and warmth, and he was taught beneficially.

Childhood excerpts and insights:

Our life is amazing, this bai

Not only because this layer of our life is so rich and fertile, but also because out of this layer of soil there are still distinct, healthy, creative things, goodness—the inherent goodness of man, which evokes in us an indestructible hope that a bright, peaceful life will eventually be resurrected.

Look, a shooting star! I don't know whose pure soul rushed to the arms of Mother Earth! There is a place where the next good man is born! ”

Behold, another star has risen, and it is so bright!

O beautiful sky, thou art the splendid robe ...... of God”

My impression: After reading such a passage, I didn't understand it at first, but then I gradually understood: it wants to tell us how the new generation is growing tenaciously and tenaciously, and is full of yearning for a better life, and wakes up the people who are sleeping.

The lovely spring girl came to the world with light steps.

On the morning of spring, the sun is bright, and the spring breeze blows the Bai people warmly. Du I filled the plastic zhi basin with water in the yard, and then put the beer bottle that my father had drunk in the basin, and kept washing, filling water, adding laundry detergent bubbles, and playing happily for a long time. Suddenly, Dad called out, girl, go buy me a box of cigarettes.

I was so startled that I almost broke the bottle, but my dad saw my nervousness and said something that scared us. At that moment, I felt very warm, and for the first time, I felt that my father loved me very much.

There was a big river on our doorstep and we lived on the embankment. One summer, when it rained heavily, the river rose high and washed up and down from upstream.

A lot of answers, a lot of melons and fruits. People on the street have tied long poles to net pockets and stood on the bridge to net melons. People lined up from the south bank of the bridge to the north bank of the bridge, and I squeezed into the crowd, watching watermelons, melons, noodle melons, and cucumbers being fished up, and I felt that I had seen a miracle.

But the raging river made me dizzy, and it seemed that I was going to fall off the bridge at any moment, but I was not willing to look at it, and I thought that if I fell, I would fall, anyway, so many nets could still fish me up.

Every day after school, I have to play games with my friends, and finally I sweat, afraid of going home and being blamed by my mother, every time I go to my grandmother's house to rest for a while before going home.

There is a large fish pond near the house, planted with lotus flowers, which is beautiful in summer. I have to go over to play every day and steal back a few lotus pods, lotus seeds.

Answer: tender and sweet. Fold a lotus leaf and watch the crystal clear water droplets roll around in the lotus leaf. However, the fishpond has wolfdogs, which are extremely fierce, and once they find an intruder, they bark incessantly, and seem to be ready to break free from the chain and pounce at any moment. Each time it ends up being a desert and an escape.

In the summer evening, Bai's mother took us to the roof of the building to enjoy the coolness, and then dao

Each has a bottle of Wahaneha. The wind is cool and very comfortable. Looking up, the sky is full of stars, and looking down, there is a road outside, and the traffic is busy.

Heaven and earth reflect each other, a splendid. For more than a decade afterward, I suspected that this wonderful childhood memory was my hallucination. After all, I've never seen such a beautiful starry sky again.

Hour bai

Waiting for my house to open a restaurant, there was a time when a dizzy hare didn't know why, rushed up from the river and hit my door, the neighborhood.

The neighbors worked together to block it in a corner of the house and successfully captured it. In the evening, I ate the first braised rabbit meat in my life, which was extremely delicious. Since then, I have liked to wait for the rabbit, but the same stupid rabbit has never seen a second one.

The first time I ate hare meat was in.

Grandma's neighbor's house. Grandma neighbor has wolf dogs.

There were dozens or hundreds of big wolf dogs in the yard, and it was hell for my young subordinates, and once I went to play with his little girl, and it was no less terrifying than watching the episode of Dream Wolf in Zhai a few years later. But that day, a neighbor's dog caught a hare and ate the first and most delicious hare meat in his life.

One winter I went to eat wine with my father, and when I came home late, my father was exhausted and fell asleep on the haystack on the side of the road. I called out to my father not to wake up, and leaning on him, I felt that I had also fallen into a fantastic dream. On that day, the full moon was bright and clear, and the snow covered the fields, vast and quiet, like a dream.

In autumn, the troupe set up a stage to sing in the harvested wheat field, squeezed around in the crowd with their friends, ate enough food at the hawker's place, left the crowd and answered, lying on the ridge away from the stage, looking at the colorful clothes on the stage, listening to the babbling and unintelligible singing, and falling asleep in the warm autumn sunshine. When I woke up, I found that the play was still singing, and the sun was still warm.