Classical
One thousand pieces of sugar paper
During the summer vacation in the first grade, I went to my grandmother's house in Beijing as a guest. It was the age of "seven years old and eight years old to be disliked", and a girl named Shixiang from the next yard came to be my friend, and we played all kinds of games to make grandma's house restless. My cousin was recovering at my grandmother's house, and she couldn't sit still any longer. One day, she said to us, "Do you know what it means to be tired?" Shixiang and I looked at each other and laughed without a name. Yes, what does it mean to be tired? We never thought about it. Tiredness is so far away from us. Sometimes I hear grown-ups say, "Oh, I'm so tired." They are tired because they are adults. When we finally stopped laughing, my cousin said, "Doesn't Sehyang have some candy paper, why don't you spend some time saving it?" I remembered that Sehyang did let me visit some of the candy paper she had saved, which were dozens of beautiful pieces of cellophane, stuck inside a thin book. But I was neither interested in her sugar paper nor did I find it interesting. But Sehyang was interested, "Why do you want us to save the candy paper?" "If you save up a thousand pieces of candy paper, your cousin will give you an electric dog, the one that barks."
By Moxadple ggg4 years ago in Fiction
The Yellow Hibiscus Chapter 13
I hopped the Lexington Avenue 6 train three and a half blocks from my apartment. Then I got off at 42nd Street Grand Central. Transferring to the shuttle to 42nd Street Times Square, and then jumped on the D train to Coney Island-Stillwell Avenue Brooklyn. Inland Storage was in a substantial gothic five-story building on Mermaid Avenue about five blocks away. The office was on the first floor. For a moment, I thought I was at the post office! Bulletproof glass and a massive steel door were obviously to discourage burglars. A blonde female sat behind a computer. She was filing away at her nails, chewing gum, and periodically yakking away on the mouthpiece of the receptionist's headphones.
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Fiction
When building the Great Wall of China
The Great Wall of China was completed at its northernmost point. This project started from the southeast and southwest respectively, and finally intersected here. In the east and west wall-building armies, this method of building in sections was implemented on a much smaller scale, so that the wall builders were divided into squads of about twenty men, each squad being responsible for building out five hundred meters, and then an adjacent squad would build a section of the same length toward them. However, when the two sections were connected, they did not continue to build down to the head of the kilometer, rather, the two teams were sent to a completely different area to build the Wall. This method naturally produced many large gaps, which were gradually and slowly filled in, some even after the Wall was declared completed. Yes, it is said that some of the openings were not filled at all, and although this is a view that can probably only be seen in the many legends that surround the project, the scale of the project is so large that it is impossible to verify these legends by one's own eyes and one's own standards, at least not by a single person.
By sissytisha4 years ago in Fiction
The 2 meters of rope
It was too late when the fire was discovered. The man pulled the woman and rushed for the stairs, only to be pounced back by the fire. The fire spread quickly, and the whole building was like a mad burning charcoal, baking every inch of space into a hot iron. Even though they closed the door tightly, tongues of fire and smoke pushed their way in through the door, one by one. The small room gradually became hot and unbearable.
By sissytisha4 years ago in Fiction
