Who has the full text of The Poor?

Sang Na, the fisherman's wife, sat by the fire to mend a broken sail. The cold wind roared outside, the surging waves beat against the coast, splashing waves, and there was a storm on the sea. It was dark and cold outside, but it was warm and comfortable in this fisherman's hut. The fire in the stove was not extinguished, and the utensils were shining on the shelf. On the bed with white curtains, five.

The old clock struck ten or eleven hoarsely ... but her husband never came back. Sang Na mused: Her husband didn't care about his health and braved the cold and storm to go fishing. She also worked from morning till night, but she could barely fill her stomach. The children ran around barefoot in winter and summer, eating black bread and only fish. However, thank God, the children were still healthy. God, bless him, save him and have mercy. "She said to herself, drawing a cross.

It's early to go to bed. Sang Na stood up, wrapped a thick scarf around her head, lit the lantern, and went out. She wanted to see if the light on the lighthouse was on and her husband's boat could be seen, but there was nothing on the sea. The wind lifted her scarf and knocked on the door of her neighbor's cabin. Sang Na remembered the sick female neighbor she wanted to visit in the evening. "No one took care of her.

"The life of a widow is really difficult." Sang Na stood at the door and thought, "Although there are not many children-there are only two, it is all up to her, and now she is ill. Alas, the life of a widow is really sad. Go in and have a look."

Sang Na knocked on the door again and again, but no one answered.

"Hello, Simon" Sang Na shouted, thinking, unless something happened, she suddenly pushed the door open.

There was no stove in the room. It was damp and cold. Sang Na held up the lantern to see where the patient was. The first thing that caught her eye was a bed facing the door. On the bed, her female neighbor was lying on her back. She was motionless. Only the dead looked like this. Sang Na held the lantern closer. Yes, it was Simon. She leaned her head back, and her cold and blue face showed dead silence, a pale and stiff one. Hanging down from the straw bed, next to the dead mother, two very small children fell asleep, both with curly hair and fat faces, covered with old clothes and curled up, with two small heads with light yellow hair tightly close together. Obviously, when the mother died, she covered them with her own clothes and wrapped their feet with an old headscarf. The children breathed evenly and calmly, and they slept soundly and sweetly.

Sang Na wrapped the sleeping children in a headscarf and carried them home. Her heart was beating so hard that she didn't know why she did it, but she felt compelled to do it.

when she got home, she put the two sleeping children on the bed, let them sleep with her own children, and quickly closed the curtains. She was pale and excited, and she thought nervously, "What will he say? Is this a joke? His five children have been enough for him ... Is he coming? ..... No, not yet ... Why did you bring them here? ..... he will hit me, and that deserves it. I deserve it ... well, it's all right to hit me. "

The door creaked, as if someone came in. Sang Na got up from his chair in surprise.

" No, no one, God, why should I do this? ..... How can I tell him now? ..... "Sang Na thoughtfully, sitting in front of the bed for a long time.

The door suddenly opened, and a fresh sea breeze rushed into the room. A big, dark fisherman walked in, dragging a wet and torn fishing net, and said, "Hey, I'm back, Sang Na."

"Oh, it's you." Sang Na stood up, afraid to look up at him.

"Look, this night is terrible"

"Yes, the weather is terrible. Oh, how was the fishing?"

"Too bad, too bad, I didn't hit anything, and I tore the net. Unfortunately, the weather was really bad. I can't remember when there was such a night, let alone fishing. Thank God, I finally came back alive ... What did you do at home while I was away?"

the fisherman said, dragging the net into the house and sitting by the stove.

"me?" Sang Na turned pale and said, "I ... sew ... it's really scary that the wind is howling so fiercely. I'm worried about you."

"Yes, yes," murmured the husband, "The weather is really damn, but what can you do?"

They were silent for a while.

"Do you know?" Sang Na said, "Our neighbor Simon died"

"Oh, when?"

"I don't know when she died. It was probably yesterday. Alas, she died miserably. Both children were beside her and fell asleep. They are so small ... One can't talk yet, and the other can just climb ... "Sang Na was silent.

The fisherman frowned, and his face became serious and worried. "Well, it's a problem." He scratched his head and said, "Well, what do you think? We have to bring them here. How can we stay with the dead? Oh, we, we can always get through it. Go, don't wait for them to wake up. "

but Sang Na sat still.

"What's the matter with you, don't you want to? What's the matter with you, Sang Na? "

"Look, here they are." Sang Na opened the curtain.

----------------

The sequel:

"Oh, Sang Na, you did a good job. Yes, you did. That's what I thought. I also thought.

"God, I was shaking before you came back"

"What are you afraid of, Sang Na?"

"I'm afraid you'll get angry when you come back and see me do this, and even beat me up! Thank god, you and I want to go together. "At this moment, Sang Na finally breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately he was sad. "How do we live in the future? Your burden is already heavy. "

The fisherman also sighed." Yes, yes, but what else can I do? So are you! To take care of seven children? "

Sang Na said nothing, and the fisherman got up and chewed a few bites of brown bread at random, then went to sleep wearily.

Sang Na listened to her husband's snoring and walked helplessly to the fire, thinking about tomorrow's day and baking her husband's wet clothes.

Early the next morning, Sang Na prepared all the utensils and food for the fisherman to go to sea. Then, as usual, after her husband left home, she started a day's work, washing and mending, and taking care of all the work in the yard.

The children are all up. The older children already know how to help Sang Na with the housework and take care of his siblings. At this moment, several of them are curious about Simon's two children:

"Mom, why are they in our house?"

"who are they?"

"It's Aunt Simon's child, don't you know?"

"Where's Aunt Simon? Has she gone out?"

"Mom, are they going to have dinner with us?"

"Shut up, we don't have enough food!"

Sang Na listened to the noisy children, which made her feel annoyed, but she said gently and patiently, "Aunt Simon is dead, and we have to take her children. We have to do this. There is no other way. Now they are our family members, eating, dressing and sleeping like us. Everything is the same as us. Listen to me, children, our life is even more difficult. I am a little at a loss. I need it."

The eldest child came over and said with concern, "Don't worry, Mom, we still have a father, my younger brother and sister and me, and we will all help you, and our life will be better."

The other children looked at me and I looked at you, but they were silent. They all understood their mother's thoughts and went away to play.

At lunch, Sang Na sliced a piece of brown bread, and each child got a piece. Then he lied that he had eaten it and went about his business.

She has to find something else to eat to feed Simon's two children, because they are still very young. I'm afraid hard brown bread won't do, but what else can she eat besides brown bread? Yes, thanks to the fish, Sang Na hurried to the shelf, only to find that there were only bone spurs left in the fish on the plate. "Oh, God, how did this happen?"

Because of the sea storm for several days, the fisherman went out to sea not only with hardships, but also without any gains. His family was about to stop cooking. While he was standing in a daze in Sang Na, he suddenly heard the fisherman's cry from far and near: "Sang Na, Sang Na-hurry up, come out and help quickly"

Sang Na reacted and rushed out at once. It turned out that the fisherman had returned home with a full load, and the sea storm finally stopped. Sang Na, it's time for you to be happy. Don't pull a long face. Hey-children, come out, lazy guys, and see what I brought back to you. "The fisherman's face was filled with a happy smile that he hadn't seen for many days, and Sang Na was so happy that he didn't know what to do. He just started to carry things into the house, and then he quickly began to get busy ... < P > God bless, tomorrow, no. Simon, you can rest assured! Our life will be better, everything will be better!

Center:

The text tells the story of a fisherman and his wife, Sang Na, who took the initiative to adopt her two children after the death of their neighbor Simon, which truly reflects the social reality under the autocratic system of Russia, and shows the good qualities of Sang Na and the fisherman, who are hardworking and kind, and would rather suffer for themselves than help others. The text uses simple and accurate language to appropriately express the true feelings, which makes people deeply moved when reading it.