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记叙文(并列式)教案(国外英文资料).doc

记叙文(并列式)教案(国外英文资料)

记叙文(并列式)教案(国外英文资料) Only our hearts can be sent to the stricken relatives in the distance. Perhaps, donors believe that love is a timely, selfless aid. Late at night Under the lamp the wife was knitting. Her eyes were covered with blood, and she had been for days and nights. The husband is on a business trip tomorrow, and she wants to make warm clothes for him before her husband goes away. Her husband hurt her so much that she wouldnt have to do it. But the wife still insisted that she would weave endless care and deep thoughts into her clothes, and he would go far and long to see him return. Perhaps, the wife thinks, love is a kind of inexhaustible care and no regrets. Love is a concrete and abstract concept. A thousand people will have a thousand different interpretations of it. But there is no need for us to define it in a fixed way, because different minds have different experiences of love. (2) the space symbol Between fragment and fragments are inherent, similar, the structure of roughly the same, and separated by space will naturally each fragment, form a relatively clear block structure level. From the Angle of the sign, appear implicative, have a sense of place, the degree is pinched well. Suitable for people with different personality and age characteristics. Sample two: eight times eighteen times twenty-eight Pa! A slap on the hip. I burst into tears. What did the teacher teach you? The grass is green and the sun is red. Look at you. How do you draw it? I looked through my tears and looked at the torn picture: the grass was yellow and the sun was yellow. Why do you have to paint the grass green and make the sun red? I wear my fathers sunglasses and the grass and the sun are yellow. I dont understand. And your composition, the teachers cry drew me back to reality, let you write your father, mother, how did you write? Mother is a book boy, daddy is a coachman. Well, it was, my mother went to school with me, and my father carried me to school, not the book b

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