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A man with a dog.

Yesterday, during the winter vacation, I wrote a propositional composition assigned by my teacher. I thought it was a little too much, so I posted it. Well, it's only been written for an hour, which is a bit hasty. The man with the dog stayed at home after the exam, bored for a long time, and went out for a walk. A lot of emotions overflowed my chest, so I made this article. In winter vacation life, which started less than two weeks ago, simple happiness was buried with the accumulation of homework. Simply put down the baggage and break into the house. Hands in pockets, wandering around, observing every pedestrian, their expressions and eyes occasionally reveal their stories, and I passed them by. They must have their pride, loss, kindness and frustration. They and more of them, constitute our world, ordinary and occasionally surprised, occasionally moved by degradation. I wandered around with my head stuffy, letting the wind and rain wet my hair. "Sitting on the floor by the roadside is like begging without image," a singer sang. I heard them talking about some topics related to life, and they all looked smart. I heard them discussing some rankings and arguing about the ownership of the first and second place; I heard them discussing the topic of life and death, and I could feel their worries hidden for many years in serious and cold words. It's always so bustling, people come and go, and I caress my messy hair. Is this road really endless? I saw his hand rubbing her hair, which was fragrant; I saw her hands in her pockets and her eyes were full of excitement and pride; I saw his fingers clasped with hers, and I couldn't understand anything. The smell of barbecue, mala Tang and food pouring into the nasal cavity always gives people an illusion of happiness. I chose a restaurant at random and ordered some fast food. My position is facing the glass window, looking at the people and things outside the landing window. Am I imprisoned in this quiet window, or are they imprisoned outside the busy window? I waited patiently for my fast food and listened carefully. I could hear crying, laughter, quarrelling or crying. These hurt my eardrums and the old roots of Jingjiang Wang Fu. Suddenly I saw a girl with a dog in her arms hurrying past the restaurant. Soon he turned and pushed through the door. A man with a dog. She is not my type, but dogs are my type. She is naive and has no spirit. She found a quiet corner to sit down and put the dog on her lap. Look around and start playing with the dog. As I watched, I gradually became confused: Is the dog being entertained or is the dog being entertained? Whether we feed it in the material world or it feeds us in the spiritual world. She held the puppy tightly in her arms, snuggled up to each other and warmed each other in the cold winter. She put her forehead on the puppy's nose and enjoyed the warmth of its tongue licking. This kind of intimate relationship, so lucky, will anyone be jealous? I mean, her or it? Who made it clear? Only I watched the girl and the puppy close together. Others smoke and drink in poverty and watch lengthy advertisements from time to time. I am waiting for my fast food. It hasn't come yet, and many things that belong to me haven't come yet. I took my eyes off the bitch, even though I knew it would disappoint you. A black extended Lincoln parked next to the restaurant. Obviously, the consumption level of the restaurant is not enough to welcome an extended version of Lincoln. People stopped talking and looked out the window together. Who will get off? Whether it is a young talent or a Cinderella fairy tale. People are looking forward to it. As soon as the car door opened, a middle-aged man got off the bus, which disappointed many people and continued to diet. The middle-aged man hesitated, looked around and walked slowly to the restaurant. Pushing open the door, I walked into the restaurant with a faint smile. Everyone suddenly quieted down and the conversation turned into a shy whisper. Middle-aged people are satisfied with this scene and nod to the crowd out of professional habits. Touch the phone and dial a number. There was a cell phone ringing in the corner of the restaurant, and the middle-aged man proudly walked to the corner. "Tick, stop that now. Come back with me and be obedient. " The words sound just fell and the middle-aged man stood in front of the girl with the puppy in his arms. The girl stared at him, and as the middle-aged man skillfully stroked her hair, she gradually recovered her calm and cunning. The girl walked out of the restaurant with the middle-aged man. The girl was holding the dog in her arms, and the middle-aged man put his hand on her shoulder, and his finger just touched the dog and the girl ... This is what I saw in the reflection of the window. I hesitated and frowned. I heard a middle-aged man sigh not far away: "She looks exactly like my daughter!" He spoke loudly, consciously or unconsciously, and everyone heard him. Everyone happily talked about the "father and daughter" in their eyes and hallucinations, which was warm and intense. Full of passion and passion. I helped the bangs on my forehead, and my fast food finally came up. Chicken and mushrooms. I put up with a mouthful of food. You should understand what I'm implying. The sky outside is yellow and dark, and the neon is enchanting in the fog and rain. I watched the passing cars and walked home. The smell of chicken in my mouth is very strong, and it won't go away for a long time.

The second article

A man with a dog.

As the sun sets, the tranquility that belongs to the night begins to spread. She walked alone in the street and the crowd became sparse. The pure white puppy lay in her arms, dripping with tears, just like a child who just broke into the world, watching curiously. Suddenly, I seemed to see something and began to stir up. For a long time, she found it fidgeting, stopped and reached out her right hand to gently touch it. From beginning to end, over and over again, repeating simple actions. The puppy slowly quieted down. Night came quietly in silence. Looking up, the empty sky is dotted with stars. Under the faint starlight, I found that the tears in the corner of my eyes had already disappeared, and the holes in my eyes replaced the sadness.

The bell of class came to an abrupt end, time flowed quietly, and the campus slowly recovered from the noise of a moment. She was left alone in the classroom, staring at her watch. During the period, getting up and carrying a schoolbag, a series of actions as usual. Drag your feet home. Deep eyes, full of fatigue, inadvertently broke into a figure. It's a puppy, hiding in an inconspicuous corner, with four short claws bent under his thin body. Lying on the ground with his head weak. Covered in dust and dirt, you can vaguely tell that this is a white dog. She stood there, staring at it, making up her mind for a long time. She went over and picked it up, with a struggle in her eyes. The seeds of anxiety began to sprout in her heart.

The way home is not far away. Mom hasn't left work yet. Open the door, the room is empty and there is no temperature. Put down your schoolbag and walk to the bathroom. Clean up patiently. Water flows down from the inside, turning from turbid to clear. The whiteness of the whole body reveals its original beauty and loveliness. After feeding, watching it alive and kicking increased her anxiety.

"Click" is the sound of opening the door. Mom's back. She hurried the dog into her room. She hung her head, walked up to her mother and said falteringly, "Mom, I want a puppy, okay?" The voice was low, but mother heard it. "What, you want to have a dog? No! " Mother's words are decisive and firm. "Mom, I'll keep it this time, but not next time, just once, okay?" With pleading, she spoke again. "No is no!" Mother was furious again. She looked up to speak again, only to find that she was so small in her mother's pupil. She lowered her head again and said nothing.

Mother looked at her and bowed her head, and sighed. Just as she was about to speak, she saw a white puppy running out of her daughter's room. I followed my mother's eyes and saw the running puppy, only to find that I forgot to say it in a hurry. Mother pointed at the dog and shouted angrily, "You took the dog home without my permission. Didn't I tell you not to bring cats and dogs home before? " Do you know what this white dog represents? Unknown! Unknown ... "Mom suddenly grabbed the puppy in a rage, opened the door and fell out. The puppy kept howling in pain! She can't stand it any longer. She looked at the miserable puppy and burst into tears. She silently picked up the puppy and said without looking back, "I have grown up." I have my own rights and freedoms! "Only leave my mother a desolate figure.

She knows that a white dog represents misfortune, and her mother will not easily agree to her request. She is insignificant in her mother's eyes. But she didn't know that mother would treat the puppy like this. She didn't know her mother would be so strong. She doesn't know how small she is in her mother's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, I woke up from my memory, and a thin figure was staggering towards her in the distance. It was my mother. She was surprised that her mother was old. For an instant, it seemed as if there was a flash of lightning and thunder rushing into her body, stimulating every path of blood flow. Just standing there, tears in my eyes flowed out again.

Mother looked around for her. Finally, I saw her walking forward with a dog in her arms.

She was still a little surprised when her mother stood in front of her. In her mind, her mother has always been aloof, even overbearing and unreasonable. She never rebelled against her mother's decision, nor did she dare to rebel. She always accepted it silently, even if it was against her own will.

Now, mother came to see her, and she knew that her proud mother had surrendered. This time, she won. However, at this time, she was not excited, and her mother was broken for no reason. Only then did she know that she had hurt her mother deeply and irretrievably. ......

Mother said flatly, "Go home, it's cold outside, take it home."

After listening to her mother's words, she couldn't help it any longer. She threw herself into her mother's arms and burst into tears, saying sorry over and over again. ......

Under the starlight, she took the puppy in her left hand and her mother's big hand in her right hand to go home. ......

The man with the dog should go home.

The third article

A man with a dog.

Sometimes I think, if each of us treats others with a friendly and kind heart, how wonderful the society here will be! However, when time passes in front of us day by day, this quality is often lost.

I don't know the exact time of that day, but I remember that place very clearly, right next to my junior high school. I am not a junior high school student, and there is a so-called "back door" (it used to be next to the food market, but later it was part of Warwick School, and that door was the entrance to the food market). The building where I attend classes is the closest to this door, but we never open it. Outside the door is the street. The teacher doesn't allow us to go out. The door is locked. I was on the fourth floor in the third grade, and I always saw the scene outside the door clearly. I can see the trash can at the door, and there is always a person wearing it next to it. I don't know whether this man is a beggar or a garbage collector, but I can see him every day. He wears a broken cotton-padded jacket in winter and summer. Looking from a distance, you can also see how black this cotton-padded jacket is. His head has no hair, his age looks around 60, and his back has been arched. Every time I stand in the main corridor on the fourth floor, I see him, but I find that most of the time I see him rummaging in the trash can. Sometimes I see him sitting next to the trash can, maybe sleeping, maybe thinking, but I don't know why he is so down and out. I once heard a classmate who lives near here say that he actually has a son and a daughter-in-law, but the daughter-in-law is very bad, and the son always listens to his wife. His daughter-in-law seems to be a neat freak, always holding a poodle, dressing herself and the dog very clean every day, walking back and forth in the street, looking rich. Most people in the neighborhood don't like her, and they all know that she kicked him out because she disliked her father-in-law and only gave him a very shabby room. I have always been skeptical about what my classmates said, thinking that there is no such bad daughter-in-law.

But if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I might be suspicious. I went to my classmate's house that day and walked on this street. I happened to see him by the trash can, just curious. Just when I saw him rummaging through the trash can, a man just came up to me. Obviously, that person is his daughter-in-law. She is holding a poodle and dressed very luxuriously. With a bowl of rice in her hand, she hurried up to him and said in disgust, "well, your son asked me to bring you rice." He is not available today! " Go ahead. Put your work in front of him. She turned and walked away, ignoring him. The man next to the trash can has a sloppy face, only two eyes and some gods. Since the woman with the dog came, his eyes are all wet. From my point of view, I can clearly see the tears rolling down his eyes and the Adam's apple moving slightly, as if he wanted to say something. But I never heard him say a word from beginning to end. He just quietly picked up the bowl and ate his meal, only his sobs came out.

Facing this situation, I don't know what to say to comfort him. My heart seems to be blocked by something, maybe it is full of problems. I glanced at the passers-by around me, but no one paid attention to the old man. His face is full of cold expression, without any sympathy, only numbness. But I still don't understand why the relationship between people is so cold. If everyone treats others with a kind and friendly heart, then this society should be beautiful, at least there will be no such old people begging along the street. He should have a happy and peaceful old age. but ...

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Wedding candy-as the name implies, it is the candy used for wedding. China people have always listed it as four happy events: the wedding night, the long drought and the reunion in a foreign land. Among them, the wedding night is the greatest joy, and only in this joy will we tell others with sugar that we are happy together. Because sugar is sweet, it symbolizes that married couples are also sweet, so the function of candy is to tell others that we are married and invite others to share our sweetness. Once upon a time, when couples got married, they always bought a lot of candy in bulk and distributed it to neighbors, villagers and guests to show their affection. Even in some places, the custom is to sprinkle wedding candy all the way, hold the bride in the door and pave the way with wedding candy. These customs continue in many places. Gradually, people demand not only candy, but also a decent and affordable one. It is too wasteful to sprinkle sugar, which is not accepted by city people. So the custom of wrapping candy in plastic bags appeared. Remember our father? People who got married in the sixties and seventies all had this experience. They bought different brands of candy, put them in red plastic bags and sent them out in two packs each. Generally, each candy contains eight sweets, two of which are the same, and they are all of four flavors or brands. This is called assorted wedding candy. As for the packaging of wedding candy, it was originally wrapped in red paper as a gift. Later, it developed into repurchasing plastic bags, borrowing small type printers from factories, and printing big happy characters on the bags. In the end, plastic bags printed with red happy characters were sold. It is still a pleasure to think of these old memories. From the rest day, two families who are about to become two in-laws get together and talk about their family. There is a big plate of candy on the ground, with bags of candy on the side. From time to time, they make fun of the couple who are going to be husband and wife. I don't know when it started, and Xitang began an epoch-making revolution. The original eight packs of wedding candy became six, and then two. Xitang began to go into battle lightly, but the pursuit of brand was competitive. People are no longer satisfied with traditional toffee, but chocolate. At the same time, the content of candy is changing, and the appearance of candy is changing with each passing day. People are no longer satisfied with plastic bags, so paper packaging came into being. First, it's just a small square box, a candy box with a happy word or bow printed on it; After that, people's requirements for candy boxes became higher and higher, so there were boxes that were different from the traditional sense, such as spherical, sedan chair-shaped, cake-shaped, and bag-shaped ... The candy boxes also began to enter the elegant hall and even became a small highlight at the wedding. But, you know what? While China's wedding candy is changing, western countries also have wedding candy, and their wedding candy is changing with each passing day. It turns out that westerners always prepare some small gifts for their relatives and friends as rewards after dinner to thank them for taking time out of their busy schedules to attend weddings. Generally speaking, people in China also use candy or chocolate to express the sweetness of their wedding. Please share it with everyone. Generally, you always choose egg-shaped chocolates or sweets, put a few in each plastic bag and distribute them to every relative. Later, people found that wedding candy was not expensive but expensive. It is really helpful for a successful wedding to be remembered for a long time. As a result, a very feminine lace wrapped chocolate emerged as the times require. It is not only a wedding candy, but also a small ornament on the wedding day. After taking it home, relatives and friends are reluctant to open it, but put it on the desk as a decoration. In this way, the wedding of the newlyweds will be remembered. When the pace of life began to get faster and the office culture began to rise, people found two boxes of wedding candy on their desks from time to time, but they didn't know which colleague in the company had entered the marriage hall. As a result, customized wedding candy boxes with the names of new people became popular. This not only shows that this is a unique wedding candy for two people, but also sends a message to the people around them, announcing that they are married. Therefore, once this customized candy box appears, new people will rush to send it, and this candy-loving wind has also blown from the west to the east, which has a great international trend.

However, westerners send wedding candy differently from us. Generally, when new people order wedding candy, they will order many different colors. Most of them have four or five color boxes, which are placed in rows on the long platform at the exit of the banquet hall. After the banquet, the guests will take two boxes on the stage, whichever color they like. This not only avoids the embarrassment of giving candy during the dinner, but also allows guests to have their own tastes. Is this sugar-loving culture worth learning from? Wedding cakes and sweets are traditional wedding foods. Although the wedding forms are becoming more and more eclectic, buying and sending wedding cakes is still a "prescribed action" for many newcomers. Here, let's take a look at the "story" in this wedding cake. I believe it is interesting. I don't know when the tradition of giving candy at weddings began, but it has become one of the most important wedding gifts in wedding venues. In the past, several candies were packed in plastic bags printed with happy characters, followed by gold coins and chocolates. Now all kinds of candies are packed more and more beautifully. Happy candy has broken through the formula of box+happy word+candy = happy candy. If you want to buy some wedding candy with the theme of happy events and novel packaging, you will definitely get more blessings. Here are two specially packed candy boxes. Sedan chair: it's a big deal for a big girl to get on the sedan chair. Now many girls are still regretting that they can't take a sedan chair once, so they can only pose in the wedding photo studio. However, you can give this gift by distributing wedding candy. The small paper box is golden red, covered with big red brocade as the top of the sedan chair, with two thin sedan chairs on both sides, which looks delicate and lovely. Candy box for lanterns: Besides sedan chair candy boxes, candy boxes for lanterns are also quite popular. When people praise a good daughter-in-law, they often use the phrase "Yi Deng is hard to find". A small lantern with a fashionable Chinese knot was given to relatives and friends to light up the bride's bright future.

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I hate a short message.

On weekdays, I don't like reading, because I hate one boring article after another, especially the articles in Chinese textbooks. What is even more exasperating is that sometimes we are even asked to recite the whole text. For example, in the seventh grade Chinese book, the lesson I hate most is kite.

Don't say that I don't respect Mr. Lu Xun, but his Kite is really profound and difficult to understand. Although it is written in vernacular Chinese, I can be sure it is "semi-classical Chinese", and there are always some uncommon words in it, which I have never heard of. I remember that before this class, I read and read this text again and again, but I still didn't see why. I began to wonder: what does Mr. Lu Xun mean by writing this article? Is it just to ask my brother's forgiveness? Then you can directly write this article as an apology letter, which is of no value. What about the ending? What about the ending? What does the author want to express? I'm at a loss.

Seeing this, dear readers must have cursed me deeply in their hearts. But can you blame me? After all, I haven't understood the meaning of this article! To tell the truth, the article written by Mr. Lu Xun is really good, but you know what? Teacher Wang's article is bitter and difficult to understand, which is really not suitable for young and ignorant teenagers like us, and even brings me a big blow to learn Chinese well. I still remember learning Teacher Wang's "The Soil of Young Runners" before. Although I still recite it now, I have no impression except the soil of the young runner. And the previous words: "Butterfly" must be written as "Hu Die". I also deducted a lot of points for this word. I also hate the overbearing and rude little Mr. Lu Xun in the article. He even said that my favorite kite was "a worthless child's toy" and even "a scene of cruel mental abuse" on my little brother. I can still imagine his sadness. Although Mr. Lu Xun later deeply repented his little brother, what can it do? In the end, he didn't get his brother's forgiveness, but he was only an afterthought.

However, after this lesson and the teacher's careful explanation, I began to worship Mr. Lu Xun. Vivid characters, the ups and downs of their psychology and movements. Even the correct description of the scene. Let me see a touching picture of brotherhood. That kind of misunderstanding, the affection in the conflict, makes me warm. A deeper level: the numbness of the "abused" is the most terrible. The "abused" are willing to be tortured and killed without struggle, and what they do is "sadism". This is why the old order can be maintained. No wonder Mr. Lu Xun is sad. This should be "the scar forgot to hurt!" "I seem to see Mr. Lu Xun's deepest hope that we can wake up and not be insensitive. The original kite is such a vivid text!

However, I still hate Wen kite. If Mr. Lu Xun can write another "special vernacular version" for us, I believe it will become my favorite text.

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make a touch

As the saying goes, "money is not everything, and nothing can be done without money." Alas, money, money, you are the second parents of some people in this 2 1 century!

In our class, there is a child, a thief, a mouse, an eyeliner, and a super hard of hearing. He is good at playing dumb, laughing and joking every day. People are disgusting and shameful. He is the "iron cock" and "near-re-embodiment week skinning" who bully weak children after class in the new century. If you find a person and list all his trivial things, I'm sorry, you may have to wait until 10 years later, but I'm afraid that guy will have a cramp in his hand and die of overwork. Speaking of Wu Min, in our Class 8, he is notoriously haggle over every ounce, and most people will be rebuffed when they borrow money. But his best friend Xiaocao insisted that he was not like that, so we made a bet to see if Wu Min would lend Xiaocao money. The bet was a lollipop.

The next day, I came to school early with a cup of milk tea. Although Wu Minkou is famous, I am still afraid that the grass will play tricks in the dark. Sure enough, as I expected, Wu Min and Xiao Cao came to me shoulder to shoulder. I saw Xiaocao's classmates grinning at me, and I didn't want to be surpassed. I gave him a dirty look, and we both smiled darkly, which made Wu Min's little classmates look at us with strange eyes, just like a pair of insane people. Uh, no, it should be me and Wu Min watching Xiaocao's poor mental illness together. Suddenly, Xiaocao smiled and said to Wu Min, "Wu Min, are we the only two classmates with the best relationship?" Wu Min nodded, and the grass immediately said, "That buddy is in trouble. Will you help him? " Wu Min looked upright and feared his chest. "Of course!" Hearing this, Xiaocao hugged Wu Min excitedly, pretending to be pathetic, and sighed, "Hey, big brother, my brother wants to buy a set of game discs, and I want to borrow some money ..." But before he finished the word money, I heard Wu Min shout: "Xiaocao, what did you say? Will you speak louder? " As he spoke, Wu Min also put his ear to the grass, who was anxious and tugged at Wu Min's ear and shouted, "I want to borrow money!" "What did you say?" "I borrow money!" "What?" "money!" "What?" Money! ""what? " "money! "... aside, I also accidentally spit out the milk tea. Looking at the couple, I was speechless. After N questions and answers, Wu Min finally heard clearly that Xiaocao borrowed money from him, so he took out half an hour in his pocket, took out two crumpled one-dollar bills, patted Xiaocao on the shoulder consolingly, and said, "Take it, this is my family's money. For my buddy's sake, how about charging you less interest, 20 yuan? Pay back the money after 5 days, don't worry! " Say that finish, Wu Min snapped away like a small Shenyang, leaving me laughing like a cross-eyed grass classmate. ...

Grass, I sympathize with you! ! ! ! ! !