Appreciation of the paragraphs in The Grass House

Chapter 1: White-headed Crane-It was a morning in 1968, and the autumn wind was blowing gently, and the summer heat was gone. /kloc-a 0/4-year-old boy, Sang Sang, climbed the highest roof in the middle of the grass house in Yau Ma Tei Primary School. He sat on the roof and Yau Ma Tei Primary School jumped into his eyes for the first time. The white clouds in autumn, as gentle as floc, are drifting away, and the dead leaves of Indus are falling in the autumn wind. The boy sang sang suddenly felt that he was going to cry, so he sobbed quietly.

Tomorrow morning, a big wooden boat will leave here with him and his home before waking up in Yau Ma Tei-he will bid farewell to this golden straw house that accompanies him day and night forever. ...

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Tuhe and Sang Sang are classmates from Grade One to Grade Six.

This bald crane should be called Lu He, but because he is a complete little bald man, the children in Yau Ma Tei call him Lu He. The small village where the white-headed crane is located is a small village where many maple trees are planted. Every autumn, maple trees are red and very charming. But in this village, there are many bald men. They walked bareheaded under such a beautiful maple tree, which attracted the teachers of Yau Ma Tei Primary School to stop and watch quietly. Those bald people are under the maple tree, slightly glowing with red light, and occasionally there are gaps when they meet maple leaves. When someone walks there, they will shine like tiles in the sand. Teachers who put their hands in their trouser pockets or cross their hands on their chests smile at people and don't know what it means.

The crane has seen this kind of smile many times.

But in Sang Sang's memory, the bald crane didn't seem to care about his baldness until he was in the third grade. This may be because he is not the only bald person in his village, or because the crane is too young to remember whether he should care about his baldness. The crane has been living a happy life. If someone calls him a bald crane, he will happily agree, as if he was originally called a bald crane, not a land crane.

The bald head of the crane is very authentic. He supported such a naked head with a long beautiful neck. This head has no scars and is so smooth. In the sun, this portrait is as bright as wax, which reminds his classmates of that night for no reason, and it will also be bright. Because of this baldness, children tend to be fascinated and have a desire to spit with their fingers. In fact, bald cranes often touch their heads. Later, the bald crane found that the children liked to touch his head. He attached great importance to his head and stopped touching it if he wanted to. If someone steals his head, he will immediately turn around and judge that he is weaker than him, so he will catch up and let that person eat a punch in the back; Seeing someone better than him, he will scold. Someone has to touch it, that's fine, but you have to pay the bald crane something: either a piece of candy or lend him an eraser or pencil for half a day. Sang Sang was hit twice with a broken ruler. At this time, the bald crane cleverly lowered its head and put it in front of Sang Sang. Sang Sang stretched out his hand to touch it, and the crane could count. "Once …" Sang Sang felt that the head of the crane was very smooth, just like touching a pebble washed by water for countless years by the river.

When the bald crane was in the third grade, something happened. It seemed that one morning, he noticed his baldness. The bald crane's head can't be touched now. Whoever touches it, it is quick-sighted and desperate. If people call him bald crane again, he will not agree, and no one can exchange anything. Ding Si, the butcher in Yau Ma Tei, saw the bald crane's greedy eyes looking at the meat on his meat case, so he cut off a piece of meat weighing two pounds with a knife, poked a hole with the tip of the knife, put on a straw rope and held it high in front of the bald crane: "Let me touch your head, and this meat is yours." As he spoke, he was about to extend his greasy hand. The bald crane said, "Give me the meat first." Ding Si said, "I'll touch it first and then give it to you." The bald crane said, "No, give me the meat first." Ding Si waited at the door for some chatting people to come over and gave the meat to the bald crane. The bald crane looked at this piece of meat-it's really good meat! However, the crane slammed the door hard, threw the meat on the dusty road, and then ran away. Ding Si grabbed the butcher knife and chased it out. The crane ran for a while and then stopped running. He grabbed a brick from the ground and turned to gnash his teeth at Ding Si with a sharp knife. Ding Si didn't dare to take a step further, waved the knife twice in the air, said "little bald man" and turned to leave.

The bald crane is no longer happy.

It rained heavily that day, and the bald crane came to school without an umbrella. Although it rains, it is not dark, so the head of the crane is particularly bright in the silver rain curtain. Paper Moon and Toona sinensis, carrying a red oiled paper umbrella, flashed by the roadside and let the bald crane pass by. The crane felt it. The two girls' eyes were fixed on his head under the red oiled paper umbrella, and he walked past them. When he turned to look at them, he saw two girls covering their mouths with their hands and hiding their smiles. The bald crane walked to the school with his head down, but he didn't walk into the classroom, but walked into the bamboo forest by the river.

Rain rustled on the bamboo leaves, and then dripped from a gap in his bald head. He touched his head with his hand and looked at the river with a depressed face. On the water, two or three chubby ducks swam around in the rain, looking very happy.

The bald crane picked up a tile and smashed it, which made the ducks flap their wings and swim away. The bald crane smashed six or seven tiles in succession, and he didn't stop until his tiles could no longer disturb the ducks. He felt a little cold, but he didn't walk into the classroom with trepidation until he finished a class.

When he got home at night, he said to his father, "I won't go to school."

"Did someone bully you?"

"Nobody bullied me."

"Then why not go to school?"

"I just don't want to go to school."

"Nonsense!" Father patted the bald crane on the head.

The bald crane looked at his father and bowed his head and cried.

Father seems to suddenly understand something. He turned around and sat down on a stool in the shadow where the light couldn't shine. Immediately, the bald head of the bald crane reflected the flickering light of the cigarette in his father's hand.

The next day, my father didn't force the bald crane to go to school. He went to town and bought a few catties of ginger: someone taught him a secret recipe, saying that he rubbed his scalp with ginger, and his head grew out in 7749 days. He told the story to the crane, who sat on a stool and silently let his father rub a piece of ginger back and forth on his head. Father polished it carefully, like a coppersmith who wanted to impress customers, wiping one of his bronzes. The crane soon felt a burning sting, but the crane sat still.

Let my father rub it with ginger.

When they saw the crane again, the crane was still a bald man, but the bald man had blood color, just like he had just drunk wine.

I don't know if it's paper moon or Toona sinensis. The bald crane came into the classroom and smelled a good smell of ginger. He said softly, "There is a smell of ginger in the classroom."

At that time, all the students in the class were there, so everyone sniffed together, only heard the sound of a gust of wind, and then said that it really smelled of ginger, so they sniffed each other again. As a result, it seems that everyone smells like ginger, and no one smells like ginger.

The crane sat there motionless. When he felt that there might be one or more noses sniffing along the smell route, he said "I want to go to the toilet" and ran out of the classroom as soon as possible. He ran to the river, dug a handful of mud with his hand, wiped it on his head, and then washed it off with clear water. This was repeated several times until he thought he had completely washed away the ginger flavor before returning to the classroom.

Forty-nine days have passed, and there is still no movement on the bald crane's head.

When summer comes, when people try to take something off their bodies and heads, the bald crane appears in front of Yau Ma Tei people wearing a thin hat that his father specially bought from the city.

Chapter 1 Bald Crane-Ersang is the son of the headmaster Sancho. Sang Sang's home is on the campus of Yau Ma Tei Primary School, which is also a straw house.

Yau Ma Tei Primary School is a straw house of the same color. More than a dozen straw houses seem to be regular, but they seem to be irregularly connected. They are used as classrooms, offices, teachers' dormitories or activity rooms, warehouses and so on. Before and after these huts or between them, there are always some arrangements, either a bunch of two bamboos, or three or two roses, or colorful cannas in full bloom, or simply a small piece of grass mixed with small flowers. These arrangements, without a trace of deliberate, seem to be where the campus was originally, so it was. This straw house doesn't look tall, but it has a big roof and is spacious inside. This kind of straw house is actually very expensive. It is not made of ordinary straw or wheat straw, but made of thatch on the beach 300 miles away. Thatched grass grows vigorously on the beach, one tree grows very resilient, blown by the sea breeze and exposed by the sun, without shelter. When the sun shines, it shines like copper wire, and when the sea breeze blows, it can make a metallic sound. The house built with this grass is immortal. All the rich people here save money to build this kind of house. The grass house in Yau Ma Tei Primary School is elegant and luxurious. The grass selection is stricter than any other one here, and the roof is very thick. So in the grass house of Yau Ma Tei Primary School, it is warm in winter and cool in summer. Under the pure and quiet sky in the countryside, these houses exude a simple atmosphere, but when the sun shines in the sky, the flash on the roof only shows luxury.

Sang Sang likes these straw houses, not only because he is a student of straw houses, but also because his home is in straw houses.

It is in these thatched houses, before and after the thatched houses, in all directions, that Sang Sang shows himself and tells people "I am Sang Sang".

Sang Sang is Sang Sang, and Sang Sang is different from other children. This is not because Sang Sang is the headmaster's son, but because Sang Sang is Sang Sang.

It is consistent for Sang Sang to be whimsical or to do some unexpected strange behavior. Sang Sang thought he had a good place to live, but his pigeons didn't ―― many of his pigeons had to drill holes in the wall for the night or hatch young pigeons. He felt sorry in his heart and determined to improve their situation. When Mom and Dad were not at home that day, he called Asu and Zhu Xiaogu, sorted out all the dishes in the cupboard at home and threw them in the corner. Then, he moved out the cupboard. According to the appearance of a senior dovecote in his imagination, ask Asu and Zhu Xiaogu to start work together and transform it greatly with a saw and an axe. Four legs are unnecessary. I see it. There is no need to knock on the glass door. That cupboard has four floors, but each floor is too big to consider. Sang Sang asked Asu to steal some boards from home and divide each floor into three files. Sang Sang calculated that there are three "homes" on the first floor and twelve "homes" on the fourth floor. He felt that he had done a great service for the pigeons, and he felt that he was noble. He was moved by himself. As the sun sets, the sun reddened the thatched cottage. After several efforts by him and Asu, the big pigeon coop has been firmly hung on the wall. In the evening, my mother watched a disabled cupboard hanging high on the western wall as a new home for pigeons, so she dragged Sang Sang home and beat her up behind closed doors. But Sang Sang has no long memory. Only ten days later, he relapsed. That day, when he was playing by the river, he saw a fishing boat fishing with a net on the river. Every net can catch fish and shrimp, and he really wishes he had a net in his heart. But there is no internet at home. Sang Sang felt itchy and felt that she had to have a net. He walked around the house and saw a mosquito net on his parents' big bed. This is obviously a mosquito net, but in Sang Sang's eyes, it is obviously a good net. He tore off the mosquito net three times and two times, then found a pair of scissors, and transformed the mosquito net into a net with three times, five times and two times. Then he asked Asu and them to make a net frame with bamboo poles, support a duck boat and go fishing on the river. People from both sides came to see the river and asked, "Sang Sang, what is that net made of?" Sang Sang replied, "Use mosquito nets." Sang sang thought, what can I do without mosquito nets? People on both sides of the strait are happy. Wen Youju, a female teacher, said worriedly, "Sang Sang, you are going to be beaten again." Sang Sang suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem, but with so many interesting eyes on both sides of the strait, he was still very excited to immerse himself in the joy and impulse of fishing. At noon, my mother saw two or three pounds of fish and shrimp in the bamboo basket and asked, "Where did you get the fish and shrimp?" Sang Sang said, "I called." "Did you take a taxi?" "I took a taxi." "What did you use?" "That's how I play." Mother is too busy cooking to check carefully. At noon, the family happily ate fish and shrimp, eating and eating, and the mother became suspicious again: "Sang Sang, what fish and shrimp did you use?" Sang Sang is eating a big red shrimp in his mouth, and he squeaks on purpose, so he can't tell the difference. But mother put down her chopsticks and didn't eat. When he finished eating the shrimp, he asked, "What kind of fish and shrimp did you use?" Sang Sang tried to leave the table with a rice bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, but her mother said in an irresistible tone, "Don't go yet. You say, what do you use to catch fish and shrimp? " Sang Sang retreated to the corner. Little sister Liu Shu sat in a chair, chewing shrimp with relish, swinging her legs happily and looking at Sang Sang: "Brother fished it with a net." Mother asked, "Where did he get the net?" Willow said, "This is made of mosquito nets." Mother put down her chopsticks and walked into the room. After a while, my mother came out to scold the back of the mulberry that had run away. But my mother didn't chase her. In the evening, after Sang Sang came back, his mother didn't hit him either. His mother took off his mosquito net to punish him. As a result of taking off the mosquito net, he was bitten by mosquitoes and his left eye was red and swollen.

Now summer is a complete summer. As soon as the sun appeared, invisible heat spread between heaven and earth. When the sun rolled over people's heads like a golden wheel, it seemed that the light between heaven and earth was shining. The reed leaves by the river rolled in the sun, and all the plants could not resist the heat wave and bowed their heads drowsily. Occasionally, people rush by on the main road, as if they will get sunburned if they stay in this sunshine for a long time. Both children who can swim and children who can't swim are forced into the river by this unbearable high temperature. Therefore, the river is full of noise.

Mulberry has been in the water for several hours. Now, come to the shore and eat a cantaloupe first. After eating, I plan to go downstream. He sat on the threshold, eating and watching his mother whip the quilts and cotton-padded clothes hanging all over the yard with rattan and whip. He knows that this is called "exposure", that is, in the hottest summer, taking quilts and cotton-padded clothes to the sun to dry. As long as it is aired for one day, it will not be moldy in winter. Mother went back to the house. After eating the melon, Sang Sang wanted to go back to the river, but was stopped by a sudden whim. He thought, what will happen to people if I put on all my cotton-padded clothes and trousers in this weather? He remembers that time when he went to town, he saw all the popsicles were wrapped in cotton. He has been wondering why popsicles are covered with cotton and don't melt. The idea haunted him. Sang Sang is a person who is easily entangled in some ideas.

Not far away, the paper moon is coming to school through the corn ridge. Wearing a nice cool hat on the paper, I walked all the way, stroking the corn leaves on the roadside gently. At that time, the corn was sticking out red or green ears. Paper Moon doesn't look like a country girl. In this summer, she is still so white. Her face and short-sleeved shirt and shorts were exposed, and her arms and legs were shining white in the corn.

Sang Sang glanced into the room and knew that her mother had slept on the bamboo bed in the morning, so she went into the yard. He was sweating like a pig, but he chose the thickest cotton trousers and put on his father's thick cotton-padded jacket. Suddenly he saw his father's big cotton hat in the big wooden box, smiled at himself, walked over and took it out and put it on his wet head. Sang Sang feels great. He looked around and immediately ran out of the yard and ran to the open space in the middle of the classroom.

At this time, Paper Moon has also entered the campus.

However, Sang Sang pretended not to see her, conveniently fucked a bamboo pole and walked grandly in the clearing.

It was teacher Jiang Yilun who first discovered mulberry. At that time, he was taking a nap on a bamboo chair in the shade of the tree, and he felt as if a person was walking in the open space. On one side, he saw such a dressed mulberry. First he looked at it silently, and finally he burst out laughing. Then I got up and called the teachers out one by one: "Come and see Sang Sang."

The class is about to begin, and students of all grades are entering the campus in Luji.

Sang sang created a landscape for them. Sang Sang often creates scenery for people.

The body on the paper was hidden behind a stout buttonwood tree and looked at the mulberry tree.

Sang Sang seemed to see those dark eyes, but she didn't seem to see them.

There are many people around the clearing, and everyone looks at them happily. I don't know who let out a whoop of "ouch" and got an immediate response. The sound of "Ow" echoed under the fiery July sky, getting louder and louder. Sang Sang seems to be inspired, dragging a bamboo pole and walking on the clearing like a little madman.

After a while, the sound of "wow" turned into a rhythmic "sang sang! Sang sang! ……"

Sang Sang walked harder and harder and made some inexplicable movements. Sang sang used this clearing as a stage and was immersed in a sense of pleasure. Sweat covered his face and flowed into his eyes, making him unable to open his eyes. You can't keep your eyes open. He just half closed his eyes and played the circus. Perhaps because his eyes were half closed, or because he walked endlessly, Sang Sang felt intoxicated, just like the feeling of stealing his father's drink.

Surrounded by countless naked upper bodies, but in the middle, it is an image of being tightly wrapped in cotton-padded clothes and trousers in the middle of winter. Several teachers giggled while watching, and several teachers bent down with laughter, and then ran into the room and took a sip to moisten their dry throat.

Sang sang made a splash this time.

Just when everyone was crazy about it, there was another beautiful scene in Yau Ma Tei Primary School: the bald crane came to school for the first time wearing the hat his father bought him.

I don't know who saw the crane first: "Look, who is that?"

"bald crane!" "bald crane!" "It's a white-headed crane!" At that time, the bald crane was striding along the road facing the school gate.

The bald crane is thin and tall, and its long legs look good, but it is a little thin. Now, these two long legs are exposed to the sun because they are wearing shorts. With such legs, he swings from the field into the campus like the wind. The bald crane is shirtless and barefoot, but wearing a hat-this image is very vivid and funny. Maybe it's because people have been watching the scenery of mulberries for quite some time, and it's coming to an end, or maybe it's because the image of the bald crane is more wonderful, and people's eyes seem to hear a password, so they all move away from mulberries, turn to see the bald crane and leave the mulberries in the cold.

The bald crane came all the way. When he saw so many people looking at him, it was a little unnatural at first, but it soon became another feeling. He straightened his thin chest and long legs and walked rhythmically straight to the crowd. The most attractive thing now is that hat: a white hat, so white, which is rare in summer and particularly conspicuous; A very delicate hat with elegant brim and fine and even mesh. Wearing it on the head of the crane in this way makes the crane steeper and more handsome and glorious.

As if a noble person had come, the crowd moved out of the way.

No one watches sang sang anymore. Sang sang saw the paper moon behind the buttonwood tree and turned to look at the bald crane. Mulberry is like a jujube, which was eaten with relish, but now it has become a useless jujube pit and is spit on the ground. He had to drag a bamboo pole and stand awkwardly outside the stadium, and now he comes in with a handsome bald crane.

Chapter 1 The white crane -3 stunned all the children at that time. Coupled with the confident appearance of the crane, the children have no idea, just watching silently. But after only two days, they are no longer willing to take a respectful look at the crane. They always have the desire to take off that hat and take off that hat to take a look at the crane's head again. I haven't seen the head of the crane for several days, but they are still not used to it and think it is an indispensable part of their life.

Sang Sang not only has the desires of those children, but also has his own ideas: that day, it was the appearance of bald cranes that left him cold, and he was always angry.

This afternoon, after the first class in the afternoon, the deskmate of the bald crane finally took off his hat.

"Wow!" First a girl saw it and cried.

So countless pairs of eyes, like moths thrown into the fire at night, gathered on the bald head that had not been seen for several days. Everyone is as novel as seeing this head for the first time.

The bald crane quickly blocked his head with one hand and reached out to his deskmate and shouted, "Give me your hat!" "

The deskmate refused to give it, took the hat and ran away.

The bald crane chased after him: "Give it to me! Give it to me! Give me the hat! "

When the bald crane at the same table was trying to catch up, he shook his hat. He saw the hat flying in the air like a dove with wings spread. Before the bald crane could be caught, a classmate climbed onto the desk and caught it first. When the bald crane tried to catch up, the classmates did the same thing and threw the white hat into the air. Then the bald crane chased around, and the white hat kept flying in the air. This "white dove" became a "white dove" driven out by many people, lost its foothold and had to stop and fly to the sky immediately.

The crane cried bitterly, "My hat! My hat! "

The hat flew to Sang Sang's hand again. Sang sang put it on his head and avoided the bald crane in the middle of the desk. Sang Sang is too clever for bald cranes to catch up. After some distance, Sang Sang turned around, straightened up and made a gesture of standing at attention and raising his hand to salute. Seeing the bald crane reaching out, he grabbed the hat, turned around and ran away again.

Later, Sang Sang handed the hat to Asu, signaling Asu to run away quickly. Sue grabbed her hat and ran. The bald crane tried to chase him, but Sang Sang was stuck in the corridor. By the time the bald crane found another gap and chased him out of the door, Asu had gone somewhere.

The bald crane looked for Sue from east to west on campus: "My hat, my hat …" The pace became slower and smaller, with tears in his eyes.

Asu has gone through a bamboo forest and returned to the classroom.

Sang sang whispered a few words to Asu. Asu nodded, grabbed his hat and ran out the back window. At this time, Sang Sang emptied his schoolbag, huddled it on his back and ran out of the classroom. Seeing the bald crane, he patted his bulging chest and said, "Here's the hat!" " "Turned around and ran to the field.

Although the strength of the crane is not great, it is still in hot pursuit.

Sang sang led the crane far away. At this time, he looked back at the campus again and saw Asu climbing the flagpole, which was halfway up.

The bald crane grabbed Sang Sang and said, "My hat!"

Sang Sang said, "I didn't take your hat."

The bald crane is still calling, "my hat!" "

"I really didn't take your hat."

The bald crane threw the mulberry on the ridge: "my hat!" " "He lifted the mulberry vest, saw a crumpled schoolbag, punched the mulberry and cried.