Excerpt and appreciation of good childhood sentences!

Excerpt 1, grandma held my hand tightly, crying and shaking, shaking my hand.

She tried to push me to my father's side. I don't want to go. I'm scared!

I have never seen this kind of fighting, and I have a strange fear.

I don't understand what grandma repeatedly said to me:

"Come, say goodbye to dad, son. He is a minor, but he is dead. You'll never see him again, dear ... "

Young and ignorant, Aletha still doesn't know what his father's death means, and he doesn't know what impact his father's death will bring him. Just before Alisha had made any preparations, the tragic fate had quietly befallen him.

Excerpt 2. My mother is tall and burly, with strong bones and strong hands. She always dresses up for Li Suosuo.

But now I can't. My clothes are crooked and messy. She used to comb her hair bare and stick it on her head like a big bright hat, but now her hair is pulled to her bare shoulders. She knelt there and some of her hair touched her father's face.

I stood in the room for a long time, but she didn't look at me. She just combed her father's hair and shed tears.

My feelings can be seen from my mother's untidiness: the death of my father is the sky falling for her; From mother to father

Combing one's hair shows a mother's deep love for her father.

Excerpt 3. Zokaka blushed and walked into the middle of the kitchen, jumping like a flame: his hands were raised high, his steps were inseparable, his shirt trembled and shone like a burning light. He danced wildly, as if he had opened the door and let him out, so he could dance all over the city! Everyone was infected by him and trembled with him.

In the process of singing, grandma sometimes advances, sometimes retreats, and sometimes flies. Youth instantly returned to her, making her look like a flower. Everyone is attracted to her.

I feel that the author wrote the dirty environment in which the protagonist lived at that time very well, and made great efforts in language description, which made the article vivid and immersive, and had a deeper understanding of beauty and ugliness and people's complex feelings.

Before my grandmother came, I seemed to fall asleep in the dark. Since she appeared in front of me, my sleeping heart has been awakened by her. She let me see the light, she let me connect everything around and weave a colorful wreath. Before long, she became my lifelong friend and the most considerate person. She knows me very well and I respect her very much. She is full of selfless love for the world and life. This kind of love makes me feel full and full of confidence in life. I work hard in troubled times.

I feel that Alesha Jr.' s previous life was not interesting. Her grandmother was simply a ray of sunshine in his life, which lit up his life. In that dark and cold society, she gave Alesha infinite care and warmth, and gave him useful instruction.

Excerpt 5 It's sunny and windy. It's rare to have such good weather. My grandmother and I stayed on the deck from morning till night. Under the clear sky, the banks of the Volga River are covered with a layer of golden red by the autumn wind, which looks like two beautiful silks and satins. The orange boat went upstream leisurely and lazily. The wheels beat rhythmically against the gray-blue river, making a rumbling sound. There is a gray stern. Quiet and carefree, living as well as a turtle. Over the Volga River, the sun is spinning unconsciously, and everything in the world, mountains and rivers, is changing all the time. The winding green hills, like the folds of gorgeous clothes on the earth, have very beautiful lines. The villages on both sides of the river, the benchmark of urban traffic, look like pieces of square biscuits. Golden autumn leaves float on the water.

The author used many figurative sentences and presented a beautiful picture when describing the scene he saw on the ship.