求汤姆索亚历险记的精彩文段
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- 提问者网友:蓝琪梦莎
- 2021-05-13 05:27
英文60~100字,谢!
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- 五星知识达人网友:动情书生
- 2021-05-13 06:36
Rain quiet underground with only a little thin intermittent sound. Orange housing, like the old monk dressed in bright-colored cassock, nutation All eyes, is being affected by the rain at the end of the baptism. It damp red brick, issued a provocative pig blood the color and the bay leaf green wall is a strong contrast. Gray toads, rotten moldy in wet mud jump forward; in the network at the end of autumn's dull, only it is the only angry, full of pleasant things. It is back sallow mottled pattern, with the corresponding distant dull sky, resulting in harmonious colors. It Putongputong to jumping, from the grass nest, the jump to the mud, spilled dark green of the spray.
Stream transparent stream, bright and clean, like the mother's eyes. The spring, your eyes are a bright-colored; in the summer, your eyes are a dark green; fall, your eyes are a clear blue; the winter, are you tired - Geshangyanjing, also stopped singing. Your intake of blue sky clouds evening sunset, night sky, the stars; also leave my childhood presence. Oh! This side of the stream rustling Ganzhe Lin, with a sweet wind, once made my childhood dream of blowing! I lay beside you felt leaned on the mother's chest ... ... you are our happy life of an old song - you saw the team riding a donkey's Bridal come,
A few pieces of suona play the sad music; you saw a few stout fellow, carrying heavy wooden coffin came the old man sent to the hillside; you hear: wheelbarrow foot of the mountain, with creak fed from the voice of In poor land groans rather than ... ...
Stream transparent stream, bright and clean, like the mother's eyes. The spring, your eyes are a bright-colored; in the summer, your eyes are a dark green; fall, your eyes are a clear blue; the winter, are you tired - Geshangyanjing, also stopped singing. Your intake of blue sky clouds evening sunset, night sky, the stars; also leave my childhood presence. Oh! This side of the stream rustling Ganzhe Lin, with a sweet wind, once made my childhood dream of blowing! I lay beside you felt leaned on the mother's chest ... ... you are our happy life of an old song - you saw the team riding a donkey's Bridal come,
A few pieces of suona play the sad music; you saw a few stout fellow, carrying heavy wooden coffin came the old man sent to the hillside; you hear: wheelbarrow foot of the mountain, with creak fed from the voice of In poor land groans rather than ... ...
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