Extract 600 words from a good sentence and paragraph in Camel Xiangzi

Xiangzi slept in a daze for two days and nights, and Tigress panicked. When she arrived at Niangniang Temple, she asked for a magic prescription: besides a little incense ashes, there were two or three kinds of herbs. He did open his eyes and look, but after a while he fell asleep again, muttering something. Tigress remembers to call the doctor. After two injections, he woke up, opened his eyes and asked, "Is it still raining?"

Strangely, the more he tried to avoid her, the more he wanted to see her. The darker it gets, the more he wants to see her. A kind of boldness and confusion, knowing that it was wrong but willing to try, gripped his heart tightly. When he was young, he poked a hornet's nest with a pole, like this. He was afraid, but his heart jumped to try, as if something evil was urging him. When he fainted, he felt a stronger energy than himself, rolled him into a ball and threw him into the fire; He can't stop his progress.

The second dose of medicine was cooked, but he refused to eat it. I love money and hate myself for being so bad that I was disgusted by a rain. He refused to drink the bowl of bitter juice. In order to prove that he doesn't need to take medicine, he wants to get dressed and go down to the ground at once. But as soon as he sat up, he covered his head with a big stone, and his neck went soft. Golden flowers appeared in front of him and fell down again. Needless to say, he picked up the bowl and swallowed the medicine.

He lay for ten days. The more he lies down, the more anxious he becomes. Sometimes he crawled on the pillow and cried silently with tears in his eyes. He knew he couldn't make any money, so Tigress had to bear all the expenses. If we put her money on the mat, we will rely on one of his cars; With Tigress's love for flowers and food, he can't afford it. Besides, she's pregnant!

He left the ground as soon as he felt a little sick. Looking in the mirror, he can't recognize the person in the mirror: his face is unshaven, his cheeks are sunken from the sun, his eyes are two deep pits, and there are many wrinkles on that scar! It was hot and stuffy in the room, so he dared not go into the yard. One leg was as soft as a bone, and the other was afraid of being seen by others. Not only in this courtyard, but also at the entrance of the East and West Cities, everyone knows that Xiangzi is a great young man with a head on his head. Xiangzi can't be so sick! He refused to go out.

6. I don't know if I'm moving forward or stopping. I only feel waves in my heart, like a fluctuating Black Sea. Darkness is connected with my heart, and it is all vague, ups and downs, and it is all in a trance. Xiangzi seemed to be choked by the wind and swallowed several times.

7. That car is really cute. After driving for half a year, it seems that there are feelings everywhere. As soon as Xiangzi twisted his waist, squatted his leg, or kept his back, he closed it immediately, giving Xiangzi the most satisfactory help. There is nothing awkward between him and it. When he reached a flat place with few people, Xiangzi could hold the handle with one hand, and the slightly loud leather wheel urged him to run like a strong wind, fast and steady. When he arrived, Xiangzi's clothes and trousers were all sweaty, as if they had just been fished out of a basin. He feels tired, but he is happy and proud, a kind of fatigue, like riding a famous horse for dozens of miles.

He has no appearance, what makes him lovely is the spirit on his face. The head is not very big, round eyes, fleshy nose, two short and thick eyebrows, and the head has been shaved. There is no excess meat on the cheeks, but the neck is similar to the head. ) thick; My face is always red.

9. The bow is so soft that even the handlebar moves slightly; The trunk is so bright, the cushion is so white and the horn is so loud.

10, decent, strong, dreamy, selfish, individual, strong, great, Xiangzi, I don't know how many funerals I sent with others; I don't know when and where he will bury himself, this degenerate, selfish, unfortunate and socially ill child, the last ghost of individualism!

Rain gave to the rich and to the poor; To the righteous and to the unjust. In fact, rain is unfair because it falls in an unfair world.

12, Xiangzi wandered in the street and met grandpa pony. The old man stopped pulling the rickshaw, and his clothes were thinner and more torn than before. He was leaning on a wicker, with a big clay pot hanging in front and a broken ingot basket hanging behind him. There are some biscuits and oil ghosts in the basket, and there is a big brick. He also knew Xiangzi.

13, can't you get by yourself? ! The life of the poor, he seems to understand, is a jujube pit with two sharp heads: if you are young, you will be lucky not to starve to death; It's hard not to starve to death when you're old. Only the middle part, young and strong, not afraid of hunger and hard work, can be like people. In this period, I dare not do it when I am happy, a real fool; After this village, there is no such shop! At this thought, he didn't even want to take care of Tigress.

14, when I saw the gourd jar, my mind turned again. No, not casually; It only takes tens of dollars to buy a car, and you can't give up all your efforts; At least you can't throw away that little savings in the jar. It's not easy to save! Still have to take the right path, for sure! But what about Tigress? Still can't, still have to worry about that damn twenty-seven.

15, worried to the extreme, he held the crock and muttered: whatever you like, anyway, the money is mine! Nobody can take it away! With this money, Xiangzi is not afraid of anything! If you hurry me, I'll stomp away. If I had money, my legs would move!

16, the streets are getting more and more lively, and honeydew melons offering sacrifices to stoves are all over the streets. You can hear the sound of "sugar, sugar" everywhere you go. Xiangzi has been looking forward to the Spring Festival, but now he has no interest at all. The more chaotic the street is, the tighter his heart is, and the terrible twenty-seven is just around the corner! His eyes are sunken, and even the scar on his face is a little black.

17, pulling a cart, the street is so messy and the ground is so slippery, he is very careful. Worry and attention were caught in the crossfire, and he felt that his spirit was not enough. He forgets this when he thinks about it, and he often gets a sudden surprise, and his body itches like a rash in summer.

18. He put on his clothes and ran out before the sweat completely fell. He is afraid that everyone will see him naked! Walking out of the bathhouse, he felt very relaxed when the cool wind blew. The street is much more lively than before. The clear sky brightens everyone's face. Xiangzi's heart is still holding on, and he doesn't know where to go. South, east, south, he ran to the overpass. After the New Year, at nine o'clock, the disciples of the shopkeeper had finished their breakfast and came here. Booths and venues for various performing arts have been established long ago. When Xiangzi arrived, there was already a circle of people here, and there were gongs and drums in it. He can't bear to see anything. He can't laugh anymore.

19. People who talk about cross talk, play with bears, juggle, count treasures, sing yangko, say drum books and practice style on weekdays can provide him with some real happiness and make him grin. He didn't want to go to Beiping, and the overpass was half the reason. Every time he looks at the shed of the overpass and people around him, he thinks of many funny and lovely things. Now he is too lazy to push forward, and he lost his share in the laughter of the overpass. He avoided the crowd and went to a quiet place, but he felt reluctant! No, he can't leave this lively and lovely place. The overpass is still Beiping. Going? There is no way out! He still has to go back with her-with her! -discuss it. He can't leave or be idle. He wants to take a step back, just like everyone has to take a step back when there is nothing to do. What injustice have you suffered? Why should you call it true at this juncture? He can't correct everything in the past, so he must go on.

20, he stood still, listening to the messy voices, gongs and drums; Looking at people coming and going, horses and chariots, I suddenly remembered those two huts. The voice in my ear seems to have disappeared, and the person in front of me seems to have disappeared. Only the two warm white huts with red happy characters stood upright in front of them. Although I only stayed for one night, I am very familiar with the intimate relationship. Even the woman in the red coat can't seem to give up casually. Standing on the overpass, he has nothing, nothing; In those two cabins, he has everything. Go home. Only by going back can we find the way. Everything tomorrow is in that hut. Shame, shyness and sadness are useless; If you want to live, you have to find a way to go.

2 1. The wandering east wind brought a dark cloud that afternoon. The weather suddenly warmed up a little. It was almost time to turn on the light, and the wind was less, and sparse snowflakes were falling in the sky. The people who sell honeydew melons are in a hurry, the weather is warm, and with snowflakes, everyone keeps throwing white clay on the sugar, but they are afraid that they will stick together. The snowflake didn't fall much, but turned into a small snow particle and fell to the ground with a brush. At seven o'clock, the shopkeeper and others began to worship the stove, and there was a dense light snow under the incense light, which brought out some gloomy weather in the excitement. People in the street look a little worried. People on foot and by bus are eager to go home to worship the gods, but the ground is wet and they dare not let go. The sugar vendor was anxious to get the seasonal goods "E" out, and he shouted out of breath, which was really shocking.

22. He wants to ask Mr. Cao an idea, but how to say it? Don't tell anyone about Tigress. Thought of here, he really regretted it; The problem is that he began to understand that he could not make a clean break. This kind of thing will never wash off, just like a black scar on meat. He lost his car for no reason, and this layer of entanglement came again for no reason. He feels that his life is probably over, and no matter how strong he is, it is futile. After thinking about it, he saw this: in the end, he had to give up face and go to Tigress; Not for her, not for the cars? When the tortoise eats two pieces of fried meat! He can't stand it, but he will have to do it when the time comes! I must go forward, do good things and wait for bad things; He is not as confident as before. His figure, strength and heart are nothing; Life is your own, but you should teach others to take care of it; Teach some asshole things to deal with.

23. It stands to reason that he should be very happy, because Cao Zhai is the cutest of all the houses he has lived in. Cao Zhai's salary is not much higher than that of other places. Apart from three gratuities, he hasn't changed much, but Mr. Cao and Mrs. Cao are very kind and treat everyone as individuals. Xiangzi is willing to earn more money and try his best to earn money, but he also wants to have a house, a house and food. Cao Zhai is clean everywhere, even in the next room; Cao Zhai's food is not bitter, and he will never give his servants rotten food. I have a spacious room, and I can eat three meals at a time. Besides, the host was very polite, and Xiangzi and even Xiangzi refused to stand on the money. Besides, food and shelter are suitable, work is not tiring, and health is not a loss. If he paid for it himself, he would never eat so well. Since there is a ready-made vegetable rice, it will not follow his spine after eating it. Why not eat enough? Rice was also bought with money, and he calculated it clearly. Eat well, sleep well, be clean and not easy to find. Besides, although the Cao family doesn't play cards, doesn't often treat guests and doesn't have much change, they can get a dime for any temporary work. For example, if his wife asks him to buy pills for his children, she will give him an extra dime and let him go by car, although she knows that he runs faster than anyone else. The money is nothing, but it makes him feel a kind of human feelings, an understanding and makes people happy. Xiangzi has met many masters, and nine out of ten can pay the money one day late. It can be seen that it is best to give it to the servants for free, and the servants are cats and dogs at all, or worse than cats and dogs.

24. The Cao family is an exception, so he likes to be here. He went to tidy up the yard and water the flowers without waiting for them. Every time he saw him doing these things, they would say something nice. This season, they found some old things and taught him to change matches. Although those things can still be used, he kept them himself. Here, he feels a little human.

25. In Xiangzi's eyes, Si Liu can be regarded as Huang Tianba. Although powerful, the face, called the font size, is never black. The decent people in his heart, except Huang Tianba, are the saints of Confucius. He doesn't know what kind of character Confucius is, but it is said that he knows a lot of words, which is quite reasonable. At the door of his mixed house, there are both literate and martial arts; In martial arts, there is not even a person who can catch up with Si Liu; In the article, although there are teachers who teach in university halls, there are also good jobs in yamen. Of course, I know many words, but I haven't met a reasonable one yet. Even if Mr. Wang is reasonable, ladies and gentlemen are good. Only Mr. Cao is literate and reasonable, and Mrs. Cao is clever and popular. Therefore, Mr. Cao must be a sage of Confucius; If Xiangzi can't remember what Confucius looks like, whether Confucius likes it or not, he should be like Mr. Cao.

At about nine o'clock, Xiangzi took Mr. Cao home from Xicheng. Passing through the bustling Xidan archway market and entering Chang 'an Avenue eastward, people are becoming scarce. The flat asphalt road is covered with a layer of Bo Xue, which is a bit dazzling by street lamps.