Blind Box Life Show

Chapter 95
Yu Weirui opened the notebook and wrote.

She wrote that when she was a child, she liked to lie on the hillside every evening and watch the clouds in the sky. The wind was very strong, and the clouds came and went in the sky, changing various shapes.Some are like running horses, some are like yaks, some are like sheep, and some are like wild dogs chasing and biting them.

But she stood up, tied a stone with a leather rope, threw it hard, and shouted, "Yo, drink, drink!"

She wants to drive the cattle and sheep home with the dog, because these big animals can change their mother and herself into new clothes after buying money.Once I had the money, I could fuel my dad's car and pull loads of ore out of the mountains.

Yu Weirui wrote that the sunset in my hometown is really red, especially when it is projected on the mountain and on my father's hematite mine, the whole mountain seems to be melting, and the molten iron is running.

Dad's face was also stained red. He hugged himself in his arms and threw it into the sky, then caught it, and threw it up again.

The whole red world is spinning and seething.

She was happy and frightened and excited, and she laughed shrilly.

But the mother yelled in horror from behind: "Jinhua, Jinhua, what are you doing, do you want to fall Weiwei to death, put it down!"

The father laughed loudly: "If you can't die, you can't die. My daughter, Yu Jinhua, is an eagle."

Yes, the earth is one wing, and the sky is another. Yu Weirui feels that she is really flying.

"The sunset is so beautiful. The sunset in the city and the sunset in my hometown are both beautiful. I love this beautiful evening." Yu Weirui finally wrote.

After finishing this composition, Yu Weirui felt her fingers were hot and her whole body was sweating.

It was already very late at night, and it was already twelve thirty by the time.Outside the window, the shadows of the trees whirled, and the breeze brought the chirping of unknown birds, high and low.

Yu Weirui was so excited that she couldn't fall asleep, even drinking hot milk.I had no choice but to do two more math problems.

In the morning, Yu Weirui followed Zhou Shanshui's method and wrote down the English words and sentence patterns he had learned in a notebook with a fine brush, and took pictures with his mobile phone.Take it out from time to time, take a look at it, and mutter "book, book" "on the way, on the way said." "give me a glass of water, please., please give me a glass of water."

As long as you memorize it, rote memorization is the easiest, and it doesn't have to be as difficult as doing math problems.

But she is a little girl after all, and it is her nature to love to play.After memorizing a few words, I get bored and want to listen to music or ride a motorcycle.At this moment, Uncle Zhou's voice came to mind, "It's really cool that you work hard."

Yes, other students know how to ride a bike, play games, watch movies, and wear nice clothes, but how many of them can speak foreign languages ​​well, do math problems, and write a good composition?
People can have nothing, but they can't be cool.People just want to be independent and grandstanding.

I'll do anything to be cool.

In the afternoon, when Zhou Shanshui came over, Yu Weirui handed in her composition.

Gong Xiaoli next to her poked her head to take a look, and shouted, "Wei Wei, what kind of dog crawling character did you write?"

Zhou Shanshui said that the child had never written a post when he was young, so it is not bad to write it like this. Let me read this composition.

When Teacher Zhou read the article, Yu Weirui suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Uncle, I wrote too much and messed up. Last night, I couldn't control it. Once I started writing, I couldn't stop."

The high school composition requirement is 500 words, but she actually wrote more than [-] words, covering six pages.The central idea, theme, conception, structure and so on are all out of the question.It's a bit off topic, and it tastes like I don't know what to say. If such an article enters the examination room, it is estimated that it will not get a score.

Zhou Shanshui: "It's well written."

Yu Weirui was pleasantly surprised: "Uncle Zhou, you are not lying to me, are you?"

Zhou Shanshui smiled: "I lied to you about what a child should do. It's really well written."

He explained that the biggest problem with children's writing is that they don't know what to write when they pick up the pen, and they often sit for half an hour, only a few lines.They have absolutely no idea how to express what is in their hearts.

Therefore, the first step in learning composition is to write down desperately, even if it is to write nonsense or dream talk, you must first lengthen the length.

Human thinking is like a closed drawer, you first have to find a way to open the drawer and pour out the contents.

Only when the article is written out, and the writing is long, can we talk about refining and summarizing, and then we can talk about rhetorical techniques.

I can teach you all of these.

Of course, the composition of exam-oriented education does not have any requirements for rhetoric, just make things clear.

Wei Wei, when you write, do you feel that you can’t finish what you have to say?That's right, you have the talent to write whatever you think.

As far as your homework is concerned, it can actually be broken down into three compositions.They are "Sunset", "The Most Unforgettable Thing", "My Dad"

Just as she was talking, Gong Xiaoli became unhappy: "What else is there to write about Yu Jinhua, bah, I want to divorce him."

As an outsider, Zhou Shanshui is naturally not good at commenting on the couple's problems, he just said, go to class.

The class in the afternoon is algebra. Yu Weirui has a talent for liberal arts. This class was difficult and she didn't make any progress.

Zhou Shanshui is not in a hurry. Anyway, he is planning to give up this subject strategically. Yu Weirui can learn a little bit, and he can get more points.

As time passed, Gong Xiaoli had already prepared dinner, and she came over to say, Shanshui, let's eat together, drink or not, I will open a bottle of Moutai.

Zhou Shanshui said, "It's already five o'clock, and I have to go home to cook for the children. Your family has dinner so early?"Our family eats at 06:30, sometimes at seven o'clock.

Gong Xiaoli said that when Chen Shimei was busy in the mine, she ate sloppily at noon, often with two cold steamed buns and a bowl of instant noodles, and she couldn't bear it at four o'clock in the afternoon, so dinner at home was early, and she was used to it for more than 20 years.

"You mean Chen Shimei, does anyone talk like that?" Suddenly, Lao Yu sat down at the dining table from outside.

He finally came back and took Zhou Shanshui's opportunity to give his daughter extra lessons.

Yu Weirui and her mother and daughter were going to have a fit. Zhou Shanshui remembered what Lao Yu had told him before, and was worried that they would start a fight: "Peace is the most important thing, and peace is the most important thing. Lao Yu, get hungry. Eat and eat, and the family will have to eat." Eat together. Lao Yu, how can the food in restaurants outside be compared to raising people at home."

As he spoke, he put the pair of bowls and chopsticks that Gong Xiaoli handed to him just now in front of Lao Yu.

Yu Jinhua was really tired of eating outside restaurants, the basin was humid and rainy, Sichuan cuisine was spicy, it was okay to eat once or twice, but eating every day was unbearable.

He immediately grabbed the rice and said, Shan Shui, you are right, I am used to the food at home.

Gong Xiaoli sneered, if you want to eat home-cooked food, let your younger sister Xiong cook it!What, she refuses?Yu Jinhua, a local rich man, is here to enjoy the blessings, so why would he serve a stubble-eyed old man with a beard?I'm also a fool, I've been an old lady for your surname Yu all my life, now, I don't serve you anymore.

With that said, she got up and spit on the dishes on the table one by one.

Lao Yu was completely angry, clenched his fists, his face was livid: "Gong Xiaoli, are you disgusting, I... I..."

(End of this chapter)