That night, Tom and Huck prepared for an adventure. They hung around the inn until after 9 o'clock.

One looked at the alley from a distance, and the other looked at the door of the inn. No one came and went in the alley, and no one went in and out of the inn.

The shadow of the Spanish. It doesn't seem too dark at night. Tom promised Huck before going home that Huck would go out if the weather was fine at night.

Let's learn to meow. When Tom heard this, he slipped out and tried to open the door with a key. But it was very bright that night, and Huck ended his observation around 12.

Feng fell asleep in the empty sugar bucket.

On Tuesday, the two children suffered the same bad luck, and so did on Wednesday. By Thursday night, the weather had improved. soup

Tim took the opportunity to sneak out with an old tin lantern and a big towel for shade. He hid the lantern in Huck's room.

In the sugar bucket, I began to observe the wind. An hour before midnight, the inn closed and even the only light went out. The Spaniards didn't show up

Face, no one walking in the alley, everything is safe. The night was deep, everything was quiet, and there was an occasional thunder or two in the distance.

Tom picked up the lantern, lit it in the sugar bucket and wrapped it tightly in a towel. At night, two explorers crept up to the guests.

Stack. Huck stood guard and Tom groped into the alley. Huck waited anxiously for a long time, as if his heart were on his seat.

These mountains are too heavy. He wants to see the lantern flash, which scares him, but at least it shows that he is still alive. soup

Tim seems to have been gone for hours. He must have fainted or died, perhaps because of fear and excitement.

The soil burst. Huck approached the alley in fear, always ready to deal with accidents.

He held his breath when he arrived. In fact, he is not very angry. He can only breathe bit by bit now.

If this continues, it will soon lead to heart failure. Suddenly the light flashed and Tom hurried past him.

"Run!" He said, "Run for your life!"

He doesn't need to repeat it, just once. Before Tom could say more, Huck's speed had reached thirty or forty miles an hour.

In the village, they rushed to the empty wooden shed of the old slaughterhouse at the head of the village. Hardly had they reached the eaves when the storm came.

Then it began to rain cats and dogs. As soon as Tom recovered his breath, he said:

"Huck, that's terrible. I opened the door as quietly as possible, tried two keys, and the sound was so loud that I couldn't breathe.

Hurry up, the key won't turn. Then somehow I grabbed the handle of the door, and the door opened and unlocked. I quickly jumped down.

Go in and tear the towel off the lantern. God, I almost scared to death. "

"What is it? Tom, what do you see? "

"Huck, I almost stepped on Injun Joe's hand!"

"no!"

"That's right! He lay there, fast asleep, his eyes covered with gauze and his arms spread out. "

"My dear, what did you do? Is he awake? "

"Didn't wake up, didn't move. I think I must be drunk. I grabbed the towel and ran out! "

"If I were you, I wouldn't even want a towel."

"I can't. If I lose my towel, menstruation will make me feel better. "

"Hey, Tom, did you see that box!"

"Huck, how can I have time to see it? I don't see any boxes or crosses, except one on the ground next to Injun Joe.

I didn't see anything except a bottle and a tin cup. By the way, I also saw two barrels and a pile of bottles in the room. you

Huck, tell me, what happened to that haunted house? "

"What's the matter?"

"Haunted, drunkard! Maybe all temperance hotels have haunted rooms. Hey, Huck, don't you think so?

what's up "

"Well, I think you are right. Who would have thought such a strange thing? But then again, Tom, I have Indy with me now

Ann Joe is still drunk. This is a good chance to get the box. "

"It says so! However, you try! "

Huck was trembling with fear.

"Come on, no-I don't think so."

"I don't think so, Huck. A bottle of wine won't get Injun Joe drunk. If he has three bottles with him, he must be.

Drunk, I dare to try. "

Tom thought for a long time before saying:

"Huck, listen, as long as Injun Joe doesn't leave for a moment, we won't try. It's so scary. If every night,

Keep an eye on him, and we will definitely see him come out. Whenever he comes out, we will rush in like lightning, holding the box.

The child ran away. "

"Yes, I agree. I see light all night, and I watch it every night. You are responsible for moving the box. "

"Well, that's settled. You go to Amber Street, cross a block and meow like a cat. If I fall asleep, I will face the window.

Throw a small stone on the floor and wake me up. "

"No problem, great!"

"Huck, the storm has stopped. I'm going home. It will be dawn in an hour or two, so you insist on guarding this time.

Is it okay? "

"I'll keep my word, Tom, and I'll do it. I would like to stare at that inn every night for a year, sleep during the day and stay at night.

Staring at it all night. "

"That's good. Where are you going to sleep? "

"Ben Rogers' hayloft. He let me sleep, and so did his father's black uncle Jack, as long as Jay.

Uncle Ke asked me to do it, so I helped him carry water. When there is food, I want it, and he gives me some. He's really a good man, Tom. he

Like me, I never put on airs with him, and sometimes I sit down to have dinner with him. But don't tell anyone. A person is hungry.

At this time, I can't care so much. I will do anything as long as I have food to eat. "

"Well, if you don't need it during the day, you can sleep and I won't bother you. If you have something to do at night, run to the affiliated middle school.

Close, learn to meow. "

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Gulliver's Travels

Finally, I stood up and looked around. Admittedly, I have never seen a more pleasing sight. The surrounding fields are like endless gardens. The enclosed fields are generally 40 feet square, just like many flower beds. The field is mixed with Woods, covering an area of about one eighth of an acre. According to my inference, the tallest tree is about seven feet high. I looked at the city on the left, and it looked like the city scenery painted in the theater. It's been a few hours, and I've been holding my stool, which is very uncomfortable; This is not surprising, because I haven't had a bowel movement for two days since I was released last time. I am anxious, ashamed and embarrassed. The best thing I can think of at the moment is to climb into the house. I did this, closed the door after I went in, walked as long as the chain, and unloaded the burden that made me uncomfortable. But I have only done such a dirty thing once, so I only hope that fair readers will forgive me and truly and fairly consider my situation and experience at that time. Since then, I usually drag the chain to do it outdoors as soon as I get up in the morning. This point has also been properly handled. Every morning, before the pedestrians come out, two special servants carry this pile of annoying things away with trolleys. Because this has something to do with my clean habits, I think I need to defend myself, otherwise I wouldn't say such trivial things at first sight. But I heard that some of my detractors are happy to express their doubts about this and other things. After this incident, I came out from home again because I wanted to breathe fresh air. At this time, the emperor was riding a horse towards me, which almost cost him a lot, because although the horse was well-trained, it was not used to treating me as a whole, as if I were a mountain moving in front of it. I couldn't help but get a fright and my front hoof stood up. Fortunately, the king is an excellent rider, and he can still go to prison at once. At this moment, the guards quickly reined in, and the emperor was able to dismount in time. After dismounting, he walked around me with an extremely surprised expression, carefully looking up and down, but always staying outside the chain length. He ordered his chef and housekeeper to bring me the dining table. As soon as they heard the order, they were going to push the food where I could get it with a trolley. I took the food out of these trolleys and ate everything in them in a short time. Twenty cars are all meat, and ten cars are all wine; There is enough meat in each meat truck for me to eat two or three mouthfuls; There are ten small cans of wine on each carriage. I pour them together and drink them all at once. I ate the rest of the car in the same way. The queen and young members of the royal family, accompanied by many ladies-in-waiting, sat in a sedan chair a little far away from me, fearing that I would hurt them. But after the accident of the emperor's horse, they got out of the sedan chair and came to the emperor. Now let me describe the emperor. He is taller than other courtiers, with about one of my fingernails, which is enough to make people who see him respect. He looks strong and mighty, with Austrian lips, eagle nose, dark brown skin, firm and dignified face, symmetrical figure and limbs, elegant manners and solemn attitude. He has passed his youth and is now 28 years and 9 months old. About seven years in office, the country is rich and the people are safe, and it is generally invincible. In order to see him more conveniently, I lay on my side and faced his face. He stood only three yards away from me, and then I held him in my hand many times. Let me describe it. His clothes are simple, and his style is between Asia and Europe, but he wears a gold helmet decorated with jewels and a feather on the top. He has a sword in his hand. In case I break free, he will use it for self-defense. This sword is about three inches long. Its handle and sheath are all made of gold, and it is also inlaid with diamonds. His voice is sharp, but loud, so I can hear it clearly when I stand up. The ladies-in-waiting and courtiers were all dressed up, and standing there was like putting on a petticoat embroidered with gold and silver. The emperor talked to me from time to time, and I answered him, but we couldn't understand a word. Several of his priests and lawyers (I infer from their clothes) were present and they were ordered to talk to me. I talked to them in languages I hardly knew, including highland Dutch and lowland Dutch, Latin, French, Spanish, Italian, and the mixed languages of Italian, Spanish, French, Greek and Arabic that prevailed in some Mediterranean ports, but it didn't help at all. After about two hours, everyone in the court left, leaving only a strong guard to prevent the rudeness or malice of the mob; These people are eager to crowd around me because of curiosity, and they have the courage to get as close as possible to me; When I was sitting on the floor in front of my house, someone shot an arrow at me rudely. One of them hit my left eyebrow and almost hit my left eye. The captain of the tour leader ordered the arrest of six gangsters, and he felt that the most appropriate punishment was to tie them up and deliver them to me. Several of his soldiers did this, pushing them with gun butts where my hands could reach them. I caught them all with my right hand, and five of them put their coats in their pockets. As for the sixth one, I pretended to eat him raw. The poor guy howled and began to cry. The colonel and the officers were in great pain, especially when I took out a knife. But I quickly dispelled their fears, because I immediately cut the rope tied to him with a knife, gently put him on the ground and he ran away. I did the same thing to others, and let them come out of my pocket one by one. I could see that the military and civilians were extremely grateful for my generosity, and then the court received a very favorable report.

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Steel:

1, accordion bellows slowly open, fingers slowly move. This is a hometown tune that everyone is familiar with. Galina took the lead in singing. Ma Luxia and others immediately follow:

All trackers

Back to their hometown,

Sing a song

Express one's sadness,

We feel cordial,

We feel very comfortable. ...

The young people's loud songs spread to the distance and to the forest. & lt from part one, chapter two >

Rita wrote in her diary:

65438+1October 9

Why am I so sad? I cried before I picked up the pen. Who would have thought that Rita would burst into tears and cry so sadly! Are tears necessarily a sign of weakness? I shed tears today, because I have an uncontrollable sadness.

Why does sadness suddenly strike? Today is a big day, the cold has been overcome, and the railway station is full of precious firewood. I just got back from the Zhu Jie meeting, which was an enlarged meeting held by the Soviet Union to congratulate the road-building hero. Why does sadness come at this moment? We did win, but two people gave their lives for it: Clara Vick and Paul.

Paul's death shows my true feelings: to me, he is more precious than I thought.

Let's stop here and keep a diary. I don't know when to pick up the pen and continue writing. Write to Kharkov tomorrow and tell them that I agree to work in the Central Committee of the Ukrainian Youth League. & lt from the second part, chapter 3 >

Paul took off his hat slowly. Sadness, great sadness, filled his heart.

Life is the most precious thing for people. Everyone has only one life. A man's life should be spent like this: looking back, he will not regret wasting his time, nor will he be ashamed of his meanness and vulgarity; On his deathbed, he can say, "My life and all my energy have been devoted to the most magnificent cause in the world-the struggle for the liberation of all mankind." Seize the time and live quickly, because an inexplicable disease or an unexpected tragic event will interrupt life.

With this in mind, Paul left the tomb of the martyrs. & lt from the second part, chapter 3 >

Morning flowers pick up in the evening;

1, I still remember sitting on a boat under this stage. The spectator's mood is not the same as usual. Usually the later, the lazier, but now the more energetic. The tall paper hat he was wearing was originally hung on the corner of the table, but it was put in ahead of time; A special instrument, also ready to play hard. This instrument is like a horn, thin and long, but it can be seven or eight feet, which is probably what ghosts like to listen to, and it is not needed when it has nothing to do with ghosts; When playing, Nahatu, Nahatu and Nahatu Tu Tu are very loud, so we call them "blind eyes".

2. It seems that Yama right in his mouth is not smart enough to misunderstand his personality-no, it is a ghost case. But even if it is "half an hour after death", it is still "smart and upright." However, this punishment left an indelible impression of injustice and pain. At the mention of it, he frowned more tightly, holding a banana fan, facing the ground and dancing like a duck.

In the eyes of many people looking forward to the downfall of the wicked, he came out. His clothes are simpler than those in the painting. He didn't bring an iron rope or an abacus. He is just a white savage with pink face and red lips. His eyebrows are black as paint and he is frowning. He doesn't know whether he is laughing or crying. But as soon as he came out, he sneezed and farted at the same time, so he said his resume. Unfortunately, I can't remember clearly. There is a paragraph that goes like this:-

"…………

The king gave me a ticket to find the lazarillo de tormes next door.

On second thought, it turned out to be my nephew.

What's the disease? Typhoid fever with dysentery.

What are you looking at, doctor? Chen's son walked under the bridge.

What's the prescription? Radix Aconiti Lateralis Preparata, Cortex Cinnamomi and Radix Achyranthis Bidentatae.

After frying for the first time, I broke out in a cold sweat;

Eat deep-fried for the second time and keep your feet straight.

I told nga's sister-in-law that she was crying sadly, so I temporarily let her go for half an hour.

King Dao, if I have the money to buy it, I'll stab it for forty! "