Run, run, run! His heart is excited, and his happiness can no longer be expressed in our shallow language. It seems that every hair on his body has the joy of beating.
The most important thing in describing characters' movements is to pay attention to observation. In daily life, we should pay special attention to the behaviors and actions of people around us, pay special attention to the characteristics of different people's actions, and grasp the characteristics to observe them carefully and repeatedly.
Xiaoli sipped her mouth, bowed her waist and approached it step by step. Approaching, approaching, I saw her quietly reaching out her right hand to the butterfly, and her open fingers closed and caught the butterfly's wings. Xiaoli jumped and jumped with joy.
He bent down, the basketball kept flapping back and forth, left and right under his hand, and his eyes turned around, looking for a chance to "break through". Suddenly, he quickened his pace, then turned left and right, rushed through two layers of defense lines and came to the basket. After a tiger jump, he turned to shoot, and the basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed in the basket impartially.
He is over 50 years old. Wearing a pair of glasses with high myopia. He carefully took off his glasses and wiped them with the hem of his clothes. "Uh-huh ..." He was about to speak when he suddenly remembered something. He fumbled in the plate, then quickly reached into his pocket and took out a box of matches. Only then did he say "uh-huh" again, stood up straight and said in a particularly loud voice, "Now start watching the teacher do the experiment!"
There is an unpleasant smell of smoke in the classroom. Teacher Mao stood at the door panting. His head was steaming, and there were several glistening beads of sweat on the tip of his nose. His eyebrows were raised angrily, but his mouth smiled. Seeing us, he blinked in surprise, and the muscles on his face suddenly froze and did not move, just like the "freeze" in the movie. We were all nailed there like wood.
The old man's hands are dexterous. In just a few minutes, a clay figurine was born in his hands. Watch him pick up another lump of mud, knead it into a circle first, and then rub it gently with his hands to make it soft and slippery. Then, rub on it and gradually separate the head, body and legs. He held a clay figurine in his left hand and fiddled with his right hand on his head. Soon, the clay figurine put on his hat.
It's too late to say now, but it's too soon. The athlete who fell to the ground stood up suddenly with his hands propped up and tiptoed. The left foot points to the starting line, and the knee bends and squats firmly. Hands are like two wooden pillars stuck in the ground, and the whole body leans forward slightly, like an eagle spreading its wings.
She squeezed into the gate and put the burden on the ground; He stepped forward, grabbed the grass on the ground, held it down with his knees, leaned forward, tied his waist with his hands, lifted it up and threw it into a corner of the courtyard wall.
She saw grandma stand up and lift the lid with both hands. I struggled to open it several times before I opened a crack a little. A thick smoke rushed out of the stove mouth and almost smoked grandma's face. Grandma casually brushed her wrinkled face with her sleeve, shook her head again and said to herself, "It's no use getting old!" " "
The door opened and a young postman came in. I saw that his clothes were soaked, his trouser legs were rolled up high, and he was covered with mud from his knees to his toes, as if he had just got up from the mud. Holding a bag of mail wrapped in tarpaulin in his hand, he forgot to wipe the rain on his face and said to the people inside, "Childhood is coming!" " "
My sister is slim and strong, and she is a head taller than me. Her neck is longer. When I am angry, I will call her "Changjin Deer". She is very energetic. When she looks at you, her eyes twinkle as if she could speak.
The young man looks less than twenty years old, with a pair of smart eyes under two curved eyebrows, and he knows at a glance that he is a capable person. Under a beautiful nose, there is a big mouth and two thick lips. People often say, "People with thick lips are all thumbs." But he has a glib tongue and is a talkative person.
My brother's eyes are highly myopic and he can't live without glasses everywhere, just like a "blind man". Just take off his glasses and he will be as obedient as a sheep in front of me. One afternoon, my brother wanted to wash his hair. He asked me to bring him some soap to drink. I proudly thought: Hum! I'll run errands for you first, and then my treat. After a while, my brother craned his neck and beat soap bubbles all over his face. As soon as I saw the time was up, I quietly took my brother's basin away. After rubbing his hair, my brother went to wash his hair and took a handful of water and an empty one. He hurried to look for it, but as soon as he opened his eyes, the soap bubbles made him burst into tears. He groped his way like a blind man, groping around, and finally picked up a towel and wiped his eyes, but his eyes were still blurred, so he went to find his glasses.
When she approached, I had a chance to look at her carefully: I saw her ear-length short hair, a pair of big eyes and a smile on her mouth. Wear a red dress on the bed, and don't miss the school of Suzhou No.10 Middle School. She said to me gently, "Little sister, take my car!" " "Say that finish, she pushed the bike in the past.
Second brother sells seafood. He comes and goes in the rain all year round. He gets up early and is greedy for the dark, which is very hard. He is not tall and not very good-looking. Sometimes he looks like a good man, but he sells goods quickly and the vendors around him admire him.
In the carriage, a tall girl looked out of the window. She is strong and healthy. Slightly curly black hair in the back of the head, tied into two locks, hanging lightly. Crimson sweater collar, quietly revealing a dark blue coat. You can feel that this girl is full of youthful vitality and vigorous vitality.
My uncle in his twenties is a dockworker with a square face, a black face and a red face. He is tall and strong, which makes people know that he is a strong young man.
On the left of the old mother, there is a beautiful and dignified girl, reclining in a chair. She has beautiful blonde hair and a big braid on her back. A black dress sets off her white and soft face. She looked at something with her head down, and her eyes showed sadness and concern. The bandage in my hand has been rolled up, but I forgot to throw it into the basket.
This is a girl in her early twenties, with a round face, red eyebrows and long and thin eyes shining with rough and warm eyes; Always laugh before you speak, and language is also smiling, just like singing. When walking, she puts her weight on her toes, always like jumping and flying. You can see at first sight that she is a pure and happy girl. Strangely, her simple dress is not commensurate with her personality, and it is also very different from those diaosi girls who love beauty: blue cotton-padded jacket, black tweed coat, grass-green trousers, white scarf around her neck and black wool with braids.
My younger brother has just turned 20, with a big figure of five or three and full of energy. The hair is black and hard, one by one, and there are a pair of big eyes under two heavy eyebrows, staring at people like little tigers. Especially those big feet, put on size 42 sneakers and start pedaling.
When my cousin first came, she wore a plaid shirt, a few patches and a pair of white sandals stained with mud. She dare not speak loudly when she walks. We all call her rustic. But now, we dare not say cousin. Look at her wearing a beautiful coat, a pair of tight jeans, a pair of shiny high heels, a shiny gold necklace around her neck and long black hair over her shoulders. She looks dashing. Talking and laughing at home is like living in honey.
She is not so much an aunt as an elder sister. She is only twenty years old at most, wearing a faded plaid coat and short braids to her shoulders. She always smiles, clearly announces the name of the station, quickly deposits money and sells tickets, and patiently answers various questions raised by foreign passengers. Her warm and friendly language filled the carriage with the breath of spring and warmed the hearts of every passenger.
On Sunday, I went to the queue to buy rice. In front of me is a young man. He is not fat, but he is strong enough. Round face, two thin eyebrows, a pair of big eyes and a slightly smaller nose are fairly symmetrical. Just a little thick lips, like Africans.
My younger brother is only in his twenties, with black hair, medium build and well-proportioned figure. He is not very beautiful, but he has good features. You can see from his eyes that he is a smart and energetic young man. He gives people a quiet and kind feeling, and his face is childish.
My brother drives a tractor in our village agricultural machinery team. He is very tall! My body is very big, and I have scars on my black and red face. Every time I look up and see these scars, a touching story described by a tractor driver will come to my mind. ...
My sister is eighteen or nineteen. Because of running and anxiety, sweat oozed from the round face, like a ripe apple stained with dew. Her eyes are as bright as black gems, shining with intelligence, cleverness, liveliness and perseverance; Exposing long eyelashes, like the dense forest next to Bihu Lake, gives people a deep and mysterious feeling. Long black hair, that is, soft and slender, floats behind the head with the river wind.
At this moment, a tall young man hurried towards the steel mouth. He wore a cap on his head, a pair of blue glasses hanging on his tongue, flushed and sweaty, canvas socks and platform shoes on his feet, and canvas gloves on his hands.
A girl of seventeen or eighteen was sitting on a nearby stone. Black and red cheeks are covered with dust. She doesn't shout like some vendors, but only answers a few words when someone asks. She always looks a little shy with her head down when she speaks.
Look at him. He is only in his twenties. He looks pale and doesn't seem to have slept well. He is always frowning and doesn't talk much. Laughter lines are almost unique on his face. He wore a faded blue robe, as if he would wear it forever. Thin chin shell, bright shoulders, looks lifeless.
My brother is generous, enthusiastic, cheerful, careless and reckless, and looks like a calf. He plays basketball as a center. Playing volleyball is the main attack; Swimming is a "dragon in stormy waves". At the age of ten, he crossed the Yangtze River and became the youngest swimmer in the team that crossed the Yangtze River that year. His photo was also published in Changjiang Daily. Less than 15 years old, and the height is also 1 m 76. Everyone says this is the material for athletes.
Near the east window, sat a young PLA soldier. Sweat-soaked white military uniform tightly wrapped his strong and symmetrical body. His handsome face, white and reddish, shines like paint. Two black and thin eyebrows, rising strongly, will reach the top before bending and forming. A pair of eyes, as black and big as ripe grapes, scanned the carriage full of sweat and snoring shrewdly and alertly. His right hand naturally reached under the skirt, and his sweaty palm gently held the small pistol at his waist.
This woman driver in her twenties is full of vigor and vitality. Her short hair, the towel around her neck and the flowered clothes faded by the sun and sweat show that she often works outdoors. She doesn't have the free and easy arrogant manner of a professional female driver wearing sunglasses. Judging from her posture, she seems to be driving "Dongfanghong" or "Tieniu 55".
He is about thirteen or fourteen years old. A small black and fat face with a pointed nose. Long hair, I haven't cut it for a long time A pair of big eyes are shining under thick eyebrows, and black eyes are turning proudly.
The bushes were separated and a child's head stuck in. It was a boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a dark, thin face and dusty hair about two inches long. It's messy and looks like a magpie's nest.
Tweety is a famous beautiful girl in the mountains far and near. She spent all day in the wind, rain and sunshine, but she didn't wither or get sunburned. Her face is white and her eyebrows are bright. When you smile, your mouth flaps like a calm meniscus, and when you speak, your voice sounds like an oriole's hoof.
A boy stuck to me as soon as I entered the garden gate. He is about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a red vest, blue shorts and a drooping belt. All dirty, like a small landowner. Hairy crew cut and small round white face remind me of dandelions. He wandered around in front of me like a moth on fire, craning his neck to look at my spotlight.
This surprised me. Looking up, I saw a 12-year-old girl sitting high on a branch, holding a harmonica in her hand and preparing to play. She is wearing a lux cashmere sweater and a pea-green skirt. Two little feet in lux shoes are hanging and pulling, which is very comfortable. Her pigtail head leans on her right shoulder, her big watery eyes blink at me, and her nose is slightly upturned, revealing a naughty look. As soon as you see her, you will like her from the bottom of your heart.
Xiao Ju is fourteen years old this year, but his figure is not high, his arms are still so small, his cheekbones are still so protruding, and his ten fingers are like a pile of dead bamboo branches, which seems to be broken at a 10% discount. Because she is thin, she looks very light.
Jianhua has a uniform figure, neither fat nor thin. His black hair is combed into two slender braids, his ruddy oval face, big round eyes and two deep dimples on his cheeks are lively and lovely.
There are two country children in our yard. One is my sister, with pigtails and a little flower jacket. One is a younger brother with hair on his forehead, like a teapot lid.
Xiaomaha (Mongolian), with fine features, red lips and white teeth, round face, high nose and black curls, is quite handsome. It's just that the ears are long and ugly, but the old people all say it's a "Buddha statue". They are blessed.
This is a skinny boy with good features. Especially those eyes bigger than ordinary people, shining with wisdom. He dragged his clogs, a shabby green uniform hanging down to his knees.
My sister is ten years old this year and is in the third grade of primary school. On her red face, a pair of big eyes are smart. Black hair, two curved eyebrows, like a crescent moon. One of her white teeth is missing. When she smiles, she becomes an open tooth, which is very cute.
Li Zhou is the best lesbian in our class. She has dark skin, small round eyes and thin lips. My grandmother said that people with thin lips can talk, which is true. Li Zhou talks like a machine gun. Whenever she speaks, the big furry brush at the back of her head is still swaggering. When she saw me with Shi, she curled her lips and said rudely, "Shi is hitting a bodyguard."
My brother is a fifth-grade primary school student. Round head, chubby face, a pair of big eyes, laughing, there are two small dimples in the corner of his mouth. He is about my height, and some people think we are twins. In fact, he just turned ten, three years younger than me.
I looked this little brother Xiao Qiang up and down. He is short and fat, half a head shorter than me. There are a pair of small squints on the dark face, which is embarrassing. When his mother asked him, he blushed and looked rustic. I really looked down on him.
My name is Zhang. I'm eleven years old and I'm in Grade Five. I wear a black ponytail and walk with a bump. My eyebrows bend like a sickle. A pair of big black eyes, can read people, red lips, just like lipstick. A pair of fingers refers to slender and tender hands. People say, "Ten fingers are long and dexterous." I don't believe it! Once, I learned to nail buttons and pricked my finger, which bothered me for several days.
My sister has just entered the first grade of primary school. She is smart, sensible, good at singing and dancing, and very cute. Also, pigtails are upturned, two black eyes are rippling, two faces are red, and two eyebrows are getting thinner and thinner. She began to sing, her thin black eyebrows were raised one by one, her black eyes looked at the distance affectionately, and her two open little hands seemed to be wings, trying to fly beyond the cloud nine.
If Zhang is my classmate. He is very lively and smart, with black hair, a naughty look on his round face and big black eyes, looking at you innocently. He shook his head gently when he was proud: when your criticism embarrassed him, he shook his head gently.
My cousin Xu Xu is only ten years old this year. He is white and fat. A pair of beautiful dimples and watery big eyes hung on the round face, turning around from time to time, showing a clever and naughty strength. A clever breakthrough is even more candidly admit defeat than him! By the way, my cousin is quite strong!
He is thin, as if there were more bones than meat. Those big feet that are out of proportion to their height are hooked with a pair of sky blue slippers that are bigger than their feet, and two long legs like cranes hang down from the stool, one pressing the other. Eyes narrowed into a crack, and the knowledge in the book was "absorbed" from that crack.
Xiaoguang is a fifth-grade student with a round face and big bright eyes. He studies well, but he doesn't like working. Occasionally, when he is asked to do some work, he will cover his mouth and lower his head. The boss is unhappy and walks lazily. Therefore, my father always shouts "lazy cat", and my mother often says, "lazy cat, lazy cat, when will you become a bee!" Strange to say, before long, he really changed.
My sister just entered the second grade this year. According to my usual observation, I summed up a word for her, that is "lazy". If nothing else, she would shake her head and pout when her father told her to sweep the floor after school. If not, point to me as a brother. "I'm still young, why don't you ask him to go?" Well, I have to drop my homework and sweep the floor and accept my bad luck.
My sister's name is Wang Xiaomei. She is not tall, but she is slim. On her peach-red melon face, there are a pair of big shining eyes and a small cherry mouth embedded under her high nose. She is four years older than me. We have been playing together since childhood. She always says I'm not good, but I still like her very much.
After class, a boy of 12 years old rushed past the table like a whirlwind. His chubby body, big round head and a pair of smart big eyes embedded under short and black eyebrows always make people feel so clever, playful and lively. If he finds something interesting, he will immediately give a whoop of cheer, which is so clear and loud. Once, he violated discipline in class, and the teacher asked him to stand in front. He stood up and came to the middle of the classroom, made a face at the class, and then smiled shyly. The bright sunshine outside the window slanted on his face. Look, it's funny, how he looks like a naughty little penguin!
In the sunshine, I saw a little boy, short stature, with a dark red face and big eyes under heavy eyebrows. The left arm is wearing a red armband, and the word "on duty" is very conspicuous.
A group of Dai girls came with small spinning wheels on their shoulders and small lanterns in their hands, and their tight skirts swayed in the wind. Their figure is so slim, their steps are so light and their manners are so generous, as if a group of beautiful fairies descended from the sky.
Seeing people sliding back and forth on the skating rink, my heart moved and I quickly put on my skates. The first few steps, some cold and cheerless, turned a few laps and returned to normal. I slide forward again, turn left, turn right, suddenly stop, slide back ... a child about my age, like the first time I entered the skating rink, stumbled and stumbled; Swing, squat.
At the crossroads, there was an old woman, slightly hunched and chubby, struggling to walk on the empty road with an umbrella. The wind came at me with heavy rain. She bent forward hard, grabbed the umbrella, stepped back half a step and staggered forward.
I can't go home for dinner because it snows at noon. Just as I was about to do my homework, suddenly a delicious steamed stuffed bun was stuffed into my mouth. I turned around and saw Xiao Ming winking at me playfully.
Xiaogang ran to the top of the head rail, his feet touched the ground, his arms swung violently, and his body flew over the rail like a swallow.
While doing this, he put the melon seeds in his mouth and bit them in a "grid" way. However, when he bit them, he couldn't do it correctly. He soaked all the shells of melon seeds with saliva, and when he peeled them in his hand, he slipped around, unable to start, and finally fell to the ground and could not find them again. He swallowed a mouthful of empty saliva and chose another bite to bite. This time, he was very careful when peeling. He displayed the bitten melon seeds on the dining table in the cabin, lowered his head and peeled them carefully, as if he were repairing the clock. After about a minute or two, I finally peeled some melon seeds and stuffed them into my mouth to eat.
Rejoicing:
1, the calm lake surface stirred up waves, and my mood was as jubilant as waves.
I got 100 in the English exam. I couldn't restrain my inner joy and flew into the house like a bird.
I unconsciously entered a dream, dreaming that I had colorful wings and was flying in the blue sky. Really happy.
Everyone can't tell how happy they are. There seems to be wind under your feet, and you walk fast and vigorous.
My sister is so happy that her mouth opens like a blooming lotus flower that she can't close it for a long time.
Sadness:
1, suddenly, I seem to have fallen into icehouse, from apex to toe.
I was sad for a whole day, and my friendship broke down, leaving irreparable scars in my mind.
Mom and dad quarreled again, which made me very unhappy. I'm upstairs alone. What should I do? I cried sadly.
My heart ached like a knife, and my tears kept flowing downwards.
5, crystal tears, like pearls with broken lines, rolled down the cheeks.
Anger:
1, eyes flashing with an unstoppable anger, teeth trembling, like an angry lion.
He stared at me at once, his eyebrows stood up one by one, and the blue veins on his face stared at me like a cat.
No one can provoke him, so we have to submit to humiliation and dare not make any noise.
The muscles on his face are shaking angrily, and his eyes are as sharp as fire.
His hands trembled with anger, and it took him a long time to shout out.
Fear:
1, I timidly lowered my head and dared not look at my father's muddy face.
My heart jumped into my throat, and I was frightened.
His eyes are straight, he talks to himself over and over again, and his legs are shaking like chaff.
He stopped, trembling and at a loss.
She raised her eyebrows and stared blankly with her eyes wide open.
Hate:
1, there is a lingering gas in my heart, which is a kind of resentment and disgust.
An unspeakable disgust suddenly filled Mr. Wu's mind, and he quickly turned away.
3. The smell of rouge powder came to my face, as if to drown me. I felt sick and blurted out, "Bah!"
It seems that Gao Minru was saying something to her just now, and she looked smug. Such a person, bah!
That's disgusting!
Guilt:
1. Guilt and regret are pounding my heart, and I can't sleep over and over.
1. Oh, why is she in such pain? If the bad landlord with a kind face knows that she is just a little maid, God will not let her go.
2. Woo ... Xiaoxi wants to cry without tears. She doesn't know what kind of teacher she has followed and what kind of risks will be waiting for her in the future. She only knows that she is so unlucky.
I really can't figure out how this happened. She went out for a walk without telling him. Unfortunately, for some reason, before she was attacked by someone who was not her opponent, he solved it in advance, which made her lose the opportunity to exert her kung fu. I want to go for two hours-less than an hour, and let him be my brother-no, I should say my brother. Is it that serious? But is it that serious?
He's angry, really angry. She came out alone without telling him. She doesn't know that it's dangerous for a girl to come out now that Jianghu people are gathering. Damn it, he was very worried when he knew that she was going out alone. What made him even more angry was that someone dared to attack her. What will happen if he doesn't show up in time? He didn't dare to think ... in short, he was very angry and at the same time ... he was very scared. The only thing to do now is to take this troubled little woman back ... Wait, what is this little woman doing now?
5. alas! What a pity! But I can't. I have to go to the bathroom again.
6. No matter how hard it is, it is really impossible for her to keep her and stay with her. Then he must go with her. In a word, he can't let her go.
7. Oh, my God, did she disturb him when she was sleeping? Or did he feel uncomfortable watching her sleep on the bed and sleeping on the floor alone? He can talk! The important thing is that she sleeps on the floor.
Looking around, there is no one. She has no doubt that he is lying to her, but it feels good to lean against his chest, which is a backrest.
9. Her words shocked him greatly. She has been here for over a year. Without her, he doesn't know when she and Liu Qian will become real husband and wife. He also knew that Zhuang Ting and her diligent elopement had something to do with her. He even knew that she was the owner of an inn in this city, but he didn't know that it never occurred to him that she dared to quarrel with her grumpy uncle and call him a bad old man.
10. Damn, too many. He just doesn't want to inherit property. His father and mother actually ruined his family. He needs to think about it.
1 1. God, is it difficult for him to manage a small restaurant and a multinational enterprise? That would kill him.
12. Damn it, Zhang kept searching in his mind when he had offended this girl. She said congratulations, but looked at Yan Xi with pity. I really can't remember that this girl is handsome, but she has no characteristics. He looked, and the latter kept looking at the girl named Shao, and Shao kept looking, and so on ... Shao?
13. Hehe ... Hehe ... Hehe ... That boy, Interpol? International jokes are more or less the same. If he becomes an actor with his kung fu and dignity in the future, it is still possible to play a criminal policeman.
14. This man ... two years ago ... that man with a big smile appeared in the middle of impermanence ... The master was right, people are really changeable. ...
15. Yus's expression is a little confused. These two men don't look like ordinary thieves and look at the way they just avoided him. Even if martial arts is not the last, there is a little foundation, especially that boy ... Xiaomi just avoids his beautiful posture in his mind, which is much better than that boy (Ni Hao). It really doesn't look like being asked to change.
He hesitated whether to go.
He can't go on. A bitter, hot and burning gas choked his throat. His voice sobbed and tears welled up in his face.